Reason for being
Thanks for stopping by Lost Era Riders. I started this site as an outlet for a couple of hobbies of mine that I've combined. I enjoy motorcycling and photography and saw this as a way to combine the two. I noticed on a trip home from Missouri earlier this summer that we passed a large amount of abandoned homes and businesses. It made me wonder about the people that used to occupy these buildings and what happened that they left them. I also noticed that many are in severe disrepair and may not be with us much longer. In fact, the first photo I took was of a garage in Anson. Since I took that photo in late July or early August, the rear of the structure has collapsed dramatically causing it to be raised off the front left footing by about a foot. I'm going to shoot it again before it's gone.
I named my photo project "Skeletons of West Texas" and have been taking photos while putting miles on my bike and car, depending on the weather, for a few months now. My wife, Rhonda, has indulged me by going along on a few trips and we've had a great time of it and seen some amazing country.
I call these buildings skeletons because they once held life, vitality, a kind of soul within their walls. All that's left now are empty shells, some with personal effects left behind to rot and a history that few, if any, can recall. Maybe in a way it's an acknowledgement of my own mortality and that at some point I'll be very similar to the subjects I shoot - an empty shell that some will remember and multitudes more won't. Some of them were grand indeed, but by seeing what's left of the outside it's difficult to venture a guess as to what life was like inside.
I hope you enjoy the photos. Please feel free to leave comments. These photos mean something to me, and while they won't win any awards, I do hope you like what you see.
Mike
I named my photo project "Skeletons of West Texas" and have been taking photos while putting miles on my bike and car, depending on the weather, for a few months now. My wife, Rhonda, has indulged me by going along on a few trips and we've had a great time of it and seen some amazing country.
I call these buildings skeletons because they once held life, vitality, a kind of soul within their walls. All that's left now are empty shells, some with personal effects left behind to rot and a history that few, if any, can recall. Maybe in a way it's an acknowledgement of my own mortality and that at some point I'll be very similar to the subjects I shoot - an empty shell that some will remember and multitudes more won't. Some of them were grand indeed, but by seeing what's left of the outside it's difficult to venture a guess as to what life was like inside.
I hope you enjoy the photos. Please feel free to leave comments. These photos mean something to me, and while they won't win any awards, I do hope you like what you see.
Mike


I browsed your site a little more in depth this morning. It actually gave me an idea for an entry on my site. The stories that some of your photos might represent causes me to remember things from years back. I'll check back often. Enjoy the ride and the scenery!
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