Below is Cluckin’ Chuck’s recounting of his stay with photographer Al Dixon
After spending days cooped up in my box while traveling from Quebec, I was quite excited to arrive in Stony Plain, Alberta. Upon my arrival at the home of Al Dixon, I could hear an excited young voice filtering in through the box. With no one to talk to during my trip across the country, it sounded like that would no longer be a problem. As it turned out, I had a great time playing and chatting with his daughter while I was visiting them.
My initial excitement, however, was short lived when his daughter opened the box. It appears that I had arrived at dinnertime and was a little shocked at what was on the menu!!
After spending the evening chatting and getting to know each other, it was time to turn in and get some rest. Al’s daughter, Ashlynn, offered me a spot to ‘bunk down’ during my visit. It was a very comfortable spot and I got a chance to make a bunch of new friends. Best of all, they seemed so content to listen to the stories of my travels and didn’t even interrupt once!!
Late one night, Al and I went for a drive out in the countryside. While we were driving around in the dark he explained something called light painting. While I wasn’t sure what this was, it sounded like we were in for a late night. As we drove around looking for a spot to shoot, we came across an abandoned bicycle. It had been left against a fence post on the edge of a farmer’s field. Looking at the bike sitting there, I just had to jump on and go for a spin. Unfortunately, in my excitement I had not taken into account how short my legs really were.
While I sat on the bike in dismay, Al jumped into the shot and started to flap his arms around. I wasn’t sure what he was doing, but he sure looked like a wounded bird. It wasn’t until I saw the photo that I understood what he had been doing. He said that he hoped it made me feel better for not being able to ride the bike. It sure did!!
The following morning I found myself being woken up early. We were off to shoot the sunrise and found a great vantage point to shoot from. The best part was that there was a perch for me to great the new day from.
A few days later, I found out that we were all going to take part in the World Wide Photo Walk. I wasn’t sure exactly what this was, but could deduce that it was going to involve cameras and a whole lot of walking. When Ashlynn saw my apprehension about doing a bunch of walking, she kindly made room for me in her camera bag.
After hanging out in the camera bag for a while, I began to get a tad ‘peckish’ and set out looking for a snack. Spying what looked to be an oddly misshapen corncob, I scrambled up into the crook of a tree. Sadly, all I found was a simple leaf and was forced to continue my search.
A short time later, I came upon a rather quiet and gentle giant. He appeared to be kneeling down to offer something to me. Thinking he may have some corn, I scrambled up to see what he was offering. Finding nothing, I began to search frantically. Soon, I found myself in a rather precarious and embarrassing situation. Thankfully, Ashlynn came to my rescue but not before Al had a few laughs and snapped a few shots.
Sadly, my time with Al and his daughter soon came to an end and I was on the road again. This time I’m heading home and looking forward to seeing Samantha, Darwin, and all the other Chicken Cousins.