June 3, 2012

The Stable at Hess Ranch

Bea (Walsh) Bible told me of the similarities between the construction of the buildings on the ranch and those found in Patrick Walsh’s birth home, Bantry Bay, Ireland. This stable is a good example. It is easy to walk among these old structures and visualize not just a different time, but a different place. While the emerald fields of Ireland and the arid desert Nevada couldn’t be more different, the lack of trees in both places, undoubtedly is the reason for the similarities. You build with what you have.

If you want to read more about Patrick Walsh’s journey from Ireland to Nevada you should check out the Walsh Family Website. The Walsh’s do an amazing job documenting their history, complete with stories written by Patrick Walsh Jr, who wrote about his father’s journey to Nevada around the turn of the 20th century:

My Father left the train at a small railroad station called Battle Mountain, this station or town is located at about the central part of the state of Nevada.

From here, there was a stage running to the town of Austin, some ninety miles away in a southerly direction.

This stage line runs two stages daily, one from Austin to Battle Mountain, the other in the opposite direction. In most respects, the stages were much alike, the old Wells Fargo Coaches carrying the mail, the express, and the passengers and were drawn or pulled by six horses.

These horses were changed three times during the course of the journey from one terminal to the other.

At the station where the first change was made the restaurant, run in connection with the station, made the call for lunch, my father not having the price of the meal, did not respond as the other passengers did.

At the next station the call was made for dinner and again my father walked away, the stage driver at the second stop called my fathers attention to the possible necessity of eating his evening meal. My father replied that he was not hungry, he did not want others to know that he was (to use a slang expression) flat broke.

No doubt, the driver would have advanced the price of a meal had my father asked for it, this in keeping with western generosity, but my father preferred to stay hungry on account of his pride and independent nature.

On Another Note:
“So Bob, why the new look and new logo,” you ask?

Truth is, it has been a work in progress for a while. I’m over due for new business cards and wanted to refresh my branding before ordering a new batch. Over the past few months I’ve played with a couple of different logos and wasn’t 100% happy with them, so I went back to the drawing board. The new one incorporates a cog — an industrial element in homage to the mills of Lawrence, which I love to shoot.

I also changed themes. This one boasts features that will make for a more engaging viewing experience. At least that’s the plan. You be the judge.

We’ll start with some hand picked selection of related posts. Here are some of the past posts from the Hess Ranch:

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  1. Great story, Bob.

    I like the new look… clean and light, and it plays especially well to this series from Nevada.

  2. Love the new look here, Bob, totally in line with you and your work! Top marks on that.

    This post and the series around it are really amazing pieces to take in and enjoy. Each photograph can easily stand on it’s own, but when taken in as a collection (as I have by following along here) an entire story is brought to light. Top drawer work, Bob!