My Sner (my mom) and I are on a road trip – making our way from the Coast to Springfield, MO to visit with my GrandSner who is in a nursing home here. We’ve made this trip many, many times, and generally they are what we call “flying trips” – ones where we leave early in the morning and drive the entire 12-13 hours at one stretch. Most recently, we’ve broken our trips up into two days, stopping in Memphis before finishing the trip the next day.
That extra time allows us to stop and explore a little bit. One of the places that has always fascinated me is Mammoth Spring, AR, which is a small state park that is very near the Arkansas/Missouri state line. I’ve stopped and quickly taken pictures in the past, but today we actually made the tour. We started at the dam and then walked all the way around the spring.
It was actually a pretty pleasant afternoon to be out for a short walk, even though the clouds overhead were threatening rain (which made me nervous when I was on the other side of the spring with my camera…and no way to keep it dry if it did start to rain). The biting flies and gnats and the increasing humidity and heat brought things to a halt before we got to listen to all the pieces about the Blue and Grey Reunions (Civil War soldiers and their families used to gather at Mammoth Spring to commemorate their experiences and honor those lost).
Not a lot of explanation this time around; it’s been a long couple of weeks and I’m exhausted. One of the things I was trying to do with several of these photos was capture the blur of the falling water AND to freeze the falling water. I need more practice.
(how funny is that sign? Maybe because I’m tired, I laughed – gotta be careful out there)
Boys who are much braver than I, although to be fair, when I was that age, I would have totally been right there with them. I was a water baby who once swam an entire 5 hour float trip with my grandparents because it was more fun than getting in the boat (& Crane Creek was COLD – I didn’t care). But as an adult, knowing that Mammoth Spring is at a constant temperature of 58 F, I will definitely pass on having that experience. They couldn’t wait, though. Their family pulled in the same time we did and the boys raced to get to the water.
Totally not a good picture, but I did manage to “freeze” the water. I need to read up on that and then go practice. I was messing around with aperture and ISO as I was increasing the shutter speed but everything was so incredibly dark. (I get frustrated with myself when I can’t get things right. Was tempted to pull out the phone and watch a quick tutorial but decided to stay in the moment)
Near the head of the natural spring, which forms a pool over 70 feet deep and churns out over 9 million gallons of water an hour, making it the largest spring in Arkansas and the third largest spring in the Ozarks Plateau.
This post is part of a photography circle that consists of bloggers I met through the Clever Cookie School of Blog. Many of you stopping by have come to me from Jacinta of Amity Loves Pink. When you leave me, you will visit Shannon of My2Morrows, continuing to make your way around the circle until you find yourself back with me here. Because there are so many of us who are participating this month, we actually have two circles running. If making it around this circle doesn’t wear you out, head on over to visit with Erik and start another circle there; some of my favorite folks are posting in that circle. I hope you enjoy the talents that you find. There are a lot of phenomenal photographers who take part in this monthly opportunity to pause, observe, and connect. Enjoy yourselves out there!