Westbound and Down Part Deux

Captain’s Log Star-date 05/22/2015

It’s hard for me to believe the view outside my tent this beautiful morning in California. It is none other than an overlook of the Mazda Raceway that any racing fan would die for. I’m enjoying it as much as I can so as not to look a gift horse in the mouth. The low rumbling of those powerful cars zooming around the track was a lovely early morning alarm clock that didn’t make me wanna hit snooze. It pulses on throughout the day like a meditating monk humming his way to oneness, and I’m almost right there with him.The low roaring is just enough background noise to put my mind at ease and allow me to reflect on the last couple days. Our first couple days in Grand Junction, Colorado were spectacular as expected. On our last day we decided to explore downtown, taking advantage of the beautiful day after the hail (yes, hail). The first stop we enjoyed was a sweet shop named Candy Time Shoppe where we snagged every flavor of gummy candy under the sun for my sister, and some to die for chocolate covered maple bacon toffee for me. We devoured the sinful treats immediately, and were already full when we stumbled upon Main Street Bagel. I’m pretty positive that this particular bagel shop and cafe was sent from heaven specifically to fill me with delight. Everything from the chill ambiance to the fantastic art on the walls makes customers want to sink into their seats, enjoy their bagels, and never leave.  We ate our warm goodness, though, and pressed on despite our now sleepy demeanors commonly created by a wonderful meal.

We walked on trying to work off some of the now gluttonous snacking. It is very easy to be at peace in Grand Junction simply walking down the sidewalk. It’s one of those places that just feels like home. Every single person is happy and friendly. Any tourist from no matter how far will feel at ease when greeted with the warm loving smiles of the residents and business owners. I didn’t think it was possible to love life any more when we stumbled across Gelato Junction and tasted bliss on cones. Sis was happy with the caramel in a waffle cone. I on the other hand couldn’t help, but get a little more crazy. I veered toward my already established candy store palette and a chocolate dipped cake cone filled with maple bacon gelato. Let’s just say that bliss was an understatement. I’m already planning a trip back to Grand Junction just for another trip to that shop.I don’t want to get so wrapped up in the food that I forget to mention the spectacular arts scene all throughout the quaint little downtown area. Every store from cafe to tattoo shop boasts a gallery of art from varying creative talents. Every few steps down the sidewalk is like walking hand in hand with Ralph Steadman while skipping to catch up with Michelangelo. Grand Junction is the one town that  I think could make me a mountain girl , and at least temporarily make me forget the Vail Mountain Pass, and my loyalty to the Midwest. As with most affairs, though, the lust slowly fades, and now here I sit, reminiscing and finding a new lust in my heart. Even while I write in this old journal book those powerful motors are racing by my tent to be the first to the finish line and the first in my heart. Later today we will head to the first day of California Roots to find even more love to fill our hearts. We can only hope to fill up on enough good vibes to last us through our trip to the local Walmart…

Until next time much light, love, and Reggae!

Check out the rest of the adventure photos on Facebook now in my photo album, Westbound and Down.

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Melodie Yvonne

Melodie Yvonne Ramey, owner, editor, & contributor at Photographic Melodie, grew up in the small southern Indiana town of North Vernon. She picked up her first camera at the young age of 5, and was immediately hooked. Every trip, even just to the local park, was turned into a fantasy scene of her own imagination that would later be turned into epic tales in word and photos.

Melodie spent her teen years learning from and mentoring under professionals such as Richard Young, John Sheckler, and The Grand Conundrum. She received an Associates of Applied Science in Visual Technologies majoring in Photography from Ivy Tech in 2002 after studying under acclaimed professors such as Hoosier photographer Darryl Jones, Jonathan Wilson, and many other masters in the field.

Melodie’s main focus has always been music photography. Growing up with photography and listening to amazing musicians inspired her dream to create visual images that made people feel the way they do when they hear the music. She wanted to help people SEE the music by capturing every magical moment of concerts that she could only dream about as she gazed into music magazines like Rolling Stone and Spin.

Melodie has done numerous jobs around the country ranging from working for bands to even being the official photographer on many southern Indiana Poker Runs. Her specialties are in nature, music, and candid event photography, as well as one of a kind photographic creations. Melodie published her first print book Photographic Memories: In the Beginning, a collection of poetry, in 2011, and has since published 2 more print works, Photographic Memories: Meet me in the Middle and Hoosier Heavens, her first photo book. Melodie currently acts as publisher, editor & lead contributor at Photographic Melodie and does freelance work with many other media outlets, venues, and artists.

Melodie says, “I started out with a Tweety bird camera and a dream and I never let go. I will always love photography and the vessel it has given me to share the images of my heart and mind with the world. I have found that every single person on this earth visualizes the world in very different ways. Some people are optimists, some are pessimists. Some people are daydreamers, and others keep their feet firmly planted on the ground. Photography allows me to show some of these different visualizations. It allows the rationalist to see that it’s okay to dream, it can show the monsters hidden in the dark, and it can show even the saddest of people that there is still joy in the world.”

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