Up on the Wall

People hang pictures on their wall. It could be art photos or beautiful landscapes. Or it could be pictures of themselves showing their achievement, like graduation or wedding photos. Or it may be photos of someone we our proud of and like to remember, like our children or our parents, or even our pets.

In the corporate world, they hang photos of their founder, or top executives, or model employees. Maybe you have your photo posted as the best employee of the month. Or as the boss’ pet perhaps?

In the old days, especially in the wild west, they also post photos of persons on walls but for a very different reason. It has the words “wanted” and “reward” on them. That’s not what I am talking about here.

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(photo taken at Cody Wyoming)

In the company I am with now, they have a tradition, that after a doctor is with the group for 10 years or more, they would hang a photo of you up on the wall on the clinic’s main hallway. It is like an honorary gesture, that the organization is proud of, after that years of service you dedicated to them. It is like the wall of fame. Sort of.

Sure enough, since I am now with this organization for 10 years, they told me that its time for me to get up on their wall. No, they will not hang me! Just my picture.

Then I thought which picture of me would they hang? When I asked them, they told me it is a photo that they have taken when I joined the organization more than 10 years ago.

Wait a minute. Yes, I may look much younger then, and my youthful image would be immortalized on the clinic wall, but that photo does not look like me anymore. I got lots of hair then. People would pass by and see that photo and wonder, who is that doctor?

So I asked our office manager, to schedule me to have a photo session with the organization’s official photographer, so I could have my picture taken. I want a photo on the wall that has full resemblance of me.

In this day and age of photoshop, you can airbrush your image, or altogether alter your appearance to make you look more beautiful, or younger, or thinner, or more glamorous perhaps. Except that, it is not you anymore.

My take on this is, the closer to the reality the photo is, the better. If we cannot accept the truth about our own appearance, then what a sorry state we are in.

Never been more proud of the result of my new photo. And I can vouch, they did not have to retouch it much.

As I pass on that main hallway, I saw my picture up the wall. It certainly look like me. And there’s no “wanted” or “reward” underneath it.

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our wall of fame

 

The Wrong Ranger

One fine day, while we were hiking in this wild, yet picturesque western landscape, we were on the constant lookout for wild creatures. We were very aware that wild buffalos, elks, moose, coyotes, and even bears roam this place.

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But instead, we spotted a solitary figure who emerged from the shadow.

The familiar stance. The hat. Could it really be? Does he truly exist? Was it the legendary Lone Ranger?

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But before we can blink, the shadowy figure was gone.

So we tried to pursue his trail towards the water edge.

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Then we follow the river upstream. And then……

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And there he was again! The Lone Ranger was resting among the fallen logs in the river, gazing at the nearby falls.

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Before we can come near him though, he once again, disappeared.

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We crossed the river and climbed up the rugged mountain searching for him.

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And after some time, when we looked up, there he was!

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Perched high on the rocky cliff was the Lone Ranger. Now you see him…..

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Now you don’t!

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As we tread on higher up the mountain, we heard water gushing. We must be nearing a  spring.

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And sure enough, there was a refreshing rushing spring. And guess who was there? The Lone Ranger, of course!

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And then like a ghost, he vanished from our view.

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All what was left was a glimpse of his shadow.

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As we cannot find him no more, we trekked back down the mountain.

When we navigate our way through the forest, we saw the Lone Ranger’s hat. Was he nearby watching our every move?

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We came back to where we started. We were tired, hungry, and disappointed. We were preparing our picnic table when……

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Out of nowhere he came out into the open again!

But wait a minute……he was with……he was with someone! He was not even a lone figure.

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That’s not the Lone Ranger! He was the Wrong Ranger!

We were following the Wrong Ranger all along. The End.

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(* all photos taken at Grand Teton National Park in Wyoming)

The Call of the Old West

Hey y’all pilgrims!

On our last week-long road trip, we visited Yellowstone and Grand Teton National Parks in Wyoming. We also passed through Badlands and Mount Rushmore in South Dakota. But this post is not about any of those National Parks (I’ll do that later).

This post is about the town of Cody, Wyoming. The way of the old west.

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Cody is about 50 miles from Yellowstone National Park east entrance, and for 3 days we made it our home base. Even though it may be a ways from the park, the drive from this town to Yellowstone is relaxed and scenic, so we did not mind the back and forth drive at all.

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The town was named after Colonel William F. Cody, who was better known as Buffalo Bill. (Though Buffalo Bill was born in Iowa. Yes, Iowa!) He passed in this area in the 1870’s and was impressed with the potential of the place. He returned to it in the mid 1890’s and started a town.

Around the town, are statues of Buffalo Bill.

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It also has a historical center and museums honoring and featuring him.

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As always, I tour around and take snapshots of most of the places we visit when I do my morning run. Here’s the current modern town of Cody.

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Sunrise in Cody

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The town hospital

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The town at night

What is visiting a western town without seeing the rodeo? So we took the opportunity to see one, to really have that “western” feel. By the way, Cody pride itself as the “Rodeo Capital of the World.”

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Yee-haw!

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However, I think the best part of Cody, is the Old Trail Town, which is a collection of historic western structures and artifacts dating from 1879 to 1901. They were erected in the old original town site.

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I reckoned our stay in Cody, Wyoming awakened ma’ cowboy instinct. This feller had a hankerin’ fer the old west. T’was a plumb delight.

That’s da’ round-up of how the west has won me. From the wild, wild west…..

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yer pardner,

Pinoy (wannabe) Cowboy

IMG_3341P.S. I need to trade ma’ sneakers with a pair of ‘ole cowboy boots. With spurs.