Inessential Stuff

We wanted to do some locations shots. Some pictures in a field. Maybe a dilapidated old barn or house. And we wanted to find a suitable grain elevator–one where we could climb up the side ladder and get dramatic shots from the top.

So Kylie and I (and Bonnie and Marcus) headed west from Spokane, then north a bit, off the highway. We went through some tiny towns. We passed a few grain elevators and some fields and then, in the distance, in middle of no where, we saw a towering cluster of grain elevators.

There were fields around it, suitable for pictures. There were dilapidated houses. There was even a picturesque little pile of junk. The grain elevator was huge.

We spent several hours there and took a good many pictures.

(You may notice none of the pictures are from the top of a grain elevator. That’s because, uh, well, you see, I was totally un-scared and most definitely would have climbed, being brave and all, and, ummm, yeah–did I mention the grain elevators were enormous?)