Stike’s Holler

While visiting my younger sister and brother-in-law’s cabin in Ashe County, I was introduced to this picturesque little hollow, or holler as pronounced by folks in the Appalachian Mountains, along Buffalo Creek on Hwy 88.  The holler was north of West Jefferson, and right below Warrensville.  Later in October, I passed by to scout the sun position to determine the best time of day to photograph.

Stike's Holler Composition 1
Stike’s Holler Composition 1

Luckily, there was an older gentleman carrying items in and out of the lower right shed.  I walked across the bridge over Buffalo Creek up the hill to introduce myself and asked permission to take pictures on his property.  He said yes, and introduced himself as Fred Stike.

Stike's Holler Barn Composition 1
Stike’s Holler Barn Composition 1

I mentioned there were local artists which made paintings of his property.  Fred acknowledged his property’s appreciation in the local art community and went on to explain he was born in the lower house and now lived solely on the property by himself.  He noted local folk referred to his home as Stike’s Holler, and his sister had previously lived in the house further up on the right, but had moved to a home nearby on Buffalo Creek.

Sinking Shed in Stike's Holler Composition 1
Sinking Shed in Stike’s Holler Composition 1

Later in the week, I returned in the morning with my camera, but Fred was either not up or not at home.  I wish I had an opportunity to take his portrait.  The hill leading up to the barn on the top left and sinking shed on the top right was a bit steeper than it appeared at the base.  The stream in the center of the property had a slow trickle of water.  I found it fascinating how the structures were built into the hillside.

Sinking Shed in Stike's Holler Composition 2
Sinking Shed in Stike’s Holler Composition 2

While photographing the barn and sinking shed at the top of the hill, I could feel the ground was quite soft.  Perhaps the rocky soil has over time allowed dirt to wash through causing the shed’s foundation to sink on the uphill side.  I took a moment to image what this small mountain farm was like when Fred was a young boy.

Old House in Stike's Holler
Old House in Stike’s Holler
Stike's Holler Composition 2
Stike’s Holler Composition 2

I plan to drop some of these photos off the next time I visit Ashe Country and perhaps capture an outdoor portrait of Fred. Thank you for stopping by and Happy Thanksgiving to all especially all my good friends on WordPress! For the best viewing experience, click on an image to experience a high resolution version.


C. S.

2015 Lost and Found

With a little more time over the holidays, I’m on a mission to find the images I never got around to processing this year.   Here’s the first in my end of year Lost & Found series.

Abandoned Dairy Farm Composition 1
Abandoned Dairy Farm Composition 1

Sometimes the obvious is staring you strait in the face.  This image is from an abandoned dairy facility about a quarter mile from the large Willard Dairy Farm barn complex, which I covered in earlier posts (see Discovering Willard Dairy Farm).  Because of the distance between the barn complex and this facility, and the four lane highway dividing them, it never occurred to me it was all once part of same large Willard Dairy Farm.

I have a few other images from this facility I hope to get to.  You can view a higher resolution version by clicking on the image.