Along with the grandeur and noise of the falls were scenes of survival, and not, of the conifers along the river.
There was a storm surge today in Maritime Canada caused by an extreme low pressure system and the fact that we have just had a new moon – when tides are most extreme. There was extensive damage in the Bay of Fundy, but none that I’ve heard of in PEI. The high winds didn’t help. The converse of the extra-high tide is an extra-low tide, which we noticed around supper time.
This post is late for the WordPress Photo Challenge of April 1 on the subject of Landscape and you can see other entries here.
This post is also for the iPhriday challenge begun by Gray Days and Coffee. You can look for other iPhriday participants by searching for the category or the tags. The three wide photos were taken on an iPhone 6 using Hueless and edited in Lightroom on an iMac and the fourth was taken with the iPhone Camera.
The South Street Seaport (and here for Wikipedia) is a going concern in Manhattan where Fulton Street meets the East River. It includes Pier 17 and buildings around and landward of it. It appears from the website link that it will look very different by 2017. I must visit again!
In 2014 there was a museum, some nautical craftwork and a ship, the name of which I did not note. We tend to be walking tourists rather than gawking tourists so we didn’t go into the museum.
On the riverside itself, near the ferry terminal, was this service, positively reinforcing the idea of carrying your own water bottle.
The Ed Koch Queensboro Bridge opened in 1909. The main bridge is 3,725 feet long, the longest of the East River Bridges. The overall length of the bridge, including the Manhattan and Queens approaches, is 7,449 feet.
I haven’t been over or under it but I took two photos from the Empire State Building in 2013 which show it.
There is a lookout at the end of East 55th Street which offers a lovely view of boat traffic on the East River and of the Ed Koch Queensboro Bridge just upstream. The lookout is only a few blocks from The Pod Hotel 51 (on East 51st!) where we stayed in both 2013 and 2015.
The bridge in the photo above is the Manhattan Bridge, the middle of three (Brooklyn, Manhattan, Williamsburg: BMW) bridges spanning the East River.
These three shots of the Manhattan bridge, opened in 1909, were taken from the East River ferry as we approached the bridge and passed under it. In the first, the Brooklyn bridge is in the background.
And this final photo was taken in June of 2015:
Normally we are awed by spider webs, the seemingly careful and measured nets which spiders weave to catch their prey. This one’s pretty careful:
On a foggy morning about two weeks ago I hurried out to catch the landscape in fog – not taking a tripod for closer shots.
As I returned to the house I spotted some spider webs and was careful not to run into them while I tried carefully to shoot them, hand-held, without lens flare. However, the spiders didn’t seem to have been careful at all – throwing webs across pines, spruce and grass – perhaps in a last ditch effort to get food before frost and winter set in.
For more interpretations of “careful”, visit the WordPress Photo Challenge web page posted on Friday, October 23.
And if it’s foggy where you are, slow down and drive more carefully than usual.
Within Central Park, and between the Hudson River Greenway and the west side of Manhattan, are tunnels to allow pedestrians and cyclists to cross roads heavily travelled by cars. In some parts of the world these passages are called subways.
As this post is being published, we are once again in San Francisco, visiting the triplets and their parents, and I’m probably amassing more photos of that captivating city.
In my last Manhattan post I mentioned ‘the Lake‘ in Central Park.
The first three photos provide various views of The Lake from its west side. The fourth looks across the reservoir.
Click on any photo to see a larger version or to scroll through all four photos.
This is a follow up to my previous post on the Bhuping Palace in northern Thailand near Chiang Mai. We followed signs along a path through ferns and trees and emerged by a huge water feature with fountains. The building on the hill is one of two guest houses with a definite Alpine look to it. There was music playing around the water; I read somewhere that the pieces being played had been composed by the King of Thailand. However, I cannot find any confirmation of that on line. Just as we arrived, clouds moved in at our level creating a very atmospheric photo opportunity. Below is my favourite photo, and I prefer it in black and white. (Do you?)
As we walked down from the King’s water feature, we came across this carving, complete with elephants emerging from the jungle. Here’s a link to another blog with more detail about the Bhuping Palace.
And a link from Tourism Thailand.
Prince Edward Island (PEI) joined the confederation of Canada in 1873 in large part because its government was nearly bankrupt from the costs of building the PEI Railway, begun in 1871.
The railway network closed at the end of December 1989 and now, 25 years later, most of that network has been converted to a trail. The main trail is part of the Trans Canada Trail and parts of the trail are included in the International Appalachian Trail .
A second piece history is being celebrated in 2014: the 150th anniversary of the Charlottetown Conference. It led, in 1867, to the Confederation of Canada, but, ironically, PEI did not join. Extensive work on the trail network, called the Confederation Trail (what else?) has taken place as part of the anniversary, and several new sections have opened near where I live.
This section is near the community of Hazelbrook. The brook is poorly defined where it runs next to the trail, and ditches don’t seem to be draining into it or anything else. It also seems that the construction crews were in a hurry. Sediment dams look useless:
Offending branches were lobbed off indiscriminately:
and leftover culverts (of which many were needed) lay in fields near the last remaining autumn colour.
There wasn’t much other colour remaining in November except a few berries and some hardy greens. Many of the scenes that caught my eye were in or near water.
Maybe 50 feet off the trail was what seemed to be the main watercourse, the Hazel Brook (which flows into Mill Creek and thus into Pownal Bay.) We had a torrent of rain the previous day which accounts for the colour of the water and the height of the pond.
More of what I saw on the Hazelbrook section of the Confederation Trail will be in the next post.