Tryon!

On Monday night Tony and I went to Tryon to mess around with his new camera, which makes me salivate with envy. I wish I had enough money to buy a camera like that, but I'll have to stick to my tried and true Kodak Z760. Actually, I really like my camera, and I'm not just saying that to avoid hurting it's feelings. It's solid and reliable, I think.

This stop sign at the entrance tro Tryon is an icon for the last couple of summers.


Those entrance pillars. Anyone that's been to Tryon knows them.

I'm actually a big fan of grafitti. I don't even think of it vandalism. Public art, maybe.

This is that pipe that runs across the canyon or whatever. I wonder what it's for.

The little arch-ed shelter on top the hill on the right side as you're walking in.


Tony's camera. It's a Nokia. I really like the particular one he got.


That pedestal that overlooks the road up on the hill. It's cracked n' stuff.


Some tree.


The only green around. I can't wait to Tryon explodes with color soon.


I took more pictures of Tony taking picture than I took of Tryon, I think.


Trees, moon. Boring.


Tony called Jimmy and I guess Frank and him stole Amanda's car and came to Tryon.


Frank!


I forgot to mention that Baglio arrived before Jimmy and Frank.


Murder attempt #1


More Frank!


We went to visit the old fort, the one that is in one of the first films that Steve and I ever did, but it was pretty much destroyed. Sad shape. At this point it's so dark the hope of taking a good picture is pretty much gone.


Later we went to Kevin's, but when we got there Tony realized that he'd left his cellular telephone back at Tryon so we grabbed some flashlights and some Kevin and returned.


Kevin had...other...uses in mind for the flashlights.


And Tony found his phone.

There are more pictures but I'm having trouble uploading them, so that's it for now. In fact, this might be the last post before we go to Florida.