JB has family who are big into construction – as in dirt movers, digging gravel, and road grading. This is one of the big excavators owned by his nephew, Jerry, and that is me running it, digging a hole. What an adrenalin rush. Definitely right up there on the list of significant experiences in my life.
Many years ago JB’s brother was working on preparing a street for repaving, and as they were digging a hole, probably for a sewer catch basin, they found a hole. No one knew it was there until they dug it up. It made the local newspaper.
We have come across a lot of holes as we traveled the continent from coast to coast. This hole was made by nature, at Gros Morne World Heritage park in Newfoundland.
This hole in the mountain was tediously carved by workman with very primitive means in order to protect the environment. It is a part of Going to the Sun Road in Glacier National Park in Montana.
I have seen Crater Lake and my heart still skips a beat when I think of the power of the volcano that blew off the top of this mountain. This is a hole that has been filled with water and still looks like a hole because of the steep ridges all around the lake.
Are the oceans big holes on the earth’s surface that have filled with water?
You can post your interpretation of “hole” by going here.
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Oh my goodness, Pat. You are so brave. I don’t think I could even have walked near that equipment much less operated it. Bravo! …. and stunning photos as always. Thank you!
And your post is up on Bardo today. Lovely!
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Thanks, Jamie. It was possible to get into serious trouble with the big one so Jerry hung on and guided my moves when I started to do so the wrong thing. He gave me free use of a smaller one – but wouldn’t let me behind the control of a dozer. They can get out of control really easy. We have been without internet for a couple of days, thanks for putting my post on Bardo.
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Beautiful shots. Where was the last photo of the lighthouse taken? Love it.
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That was on the Oregon coast – Hoseta light house, but the spelling may be wrong.
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I just got glimpse of that lake and thought “that’s gotta be Crater Lake” and sure enough. That’s one of my most favorite places. I love Glacier. Parts of Going to the sun were closed when I was there, just before a tunnel, not sure if yours is the same one.
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I recognize some of these places in your photos. I like your first shot though 🙂
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Great entry, Pat! These photos are remarkable!!
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Thanks, Amy
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I also want a backhoe! And a hole to call my very own, but not under my foundation, please.
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😀
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Neat!
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Like the series of images with this theme…very nice indeed.
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Thanks.
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What a fun post, Pat, and I bet you have a better appreciation for why “boys like their toys” 🙂
Love that shot from Newfoundland! The others are lovely, too, but what a cool, natural hole.
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I keep telling my husband I want one of those little hole diggers – can’t remember the name of them but they are little excavators. He doesn’t even answer – which probably means not a chance. Even as a child I though boys had toys that were a lot more fun. I haven’t changed my mind on that. 🙂
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Fantastic photos and the one of you on the earth mover is kewl !!!
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Thanks, Nora.
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oh what gorgeous images and look at you working that big machine!! Fantastic!
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It was fantastic, Susan.
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