I went to Galveston to investigate a 'haunted' lighthouse, and felt like I had gone 
back in time...
The only way to reach Bolivar Peninsula is by ferry, from which the supposedly haunted Bolivar Lighthouse is but a speck on the horizon. Along the way, we glide past an eerie-looking partially sunken ship. Once on the peninsula, the black towering lighthouse dominates the landscape, and a foreboding marsh surrounds the lighthouse around back. Prehistoric-looking cranes roamed the marsh grasses looking for a meal, and waded the waters off of the peninsula.
After a day of ghosthunting, nature called, showing us a bee, and not just any bee- but an angsty, dressed-in-black Goth bee.... and gargoyles kept watch over the descending sunlight. A ghostly moon peeking through blossomed trees gave a final otherworldy touch to the unforgettable day...
While Galveston is a tourist destination, it's also a working port. The combination makes for an interesting mix.
The S.S. Selma, an oil tanker built in 1919 when the world's steel was in short supply, served about a year when she hit a jetty off the Florida coast. The owners brought the ship to Galveston, but no one in Galveston knew how to repair concrete ships. The Selma was stripped and skuttled in the shallow water near Pelican Island. Almost 90 years later I got a close up look see.
Go to the seawall and head south away from all the people and. . .
Here are some more trials with digital infrared. The Bishop's Palace is a tour home built in Galveston in the late 1800's.
These photos were taken on film, developed over the kitchen sink and scanned into the computer. They're from a trip my daughter and I made to Galveston because she had a photography assignment due. 
