November 7, 2009
Like something from LOTR
A fabulous little rock grotto at the bottom of the Cleveland Dam. If you click on this picture, you will get to my Flickr photostream, with some other new photos and comments from my second day in Vancouver.
A fabulous little rock grotto at the bottom of the Cleveland Dam. If you click on this picture, you will get to my Flickr photostream, with some other new photos and comments from my second day in Vancouver.
This is the view two blocks north of where I’m staying in Vancouver. This photo was taken with my crappy phone cam, and may end up being the only photo (of many) I took today which I post. I think the news of a cyclist’s death in Portland this morning has taken the wind out of my sails a bit. OR, it may be that all the rest of the photos really do suck! Hah!
Dear Portland,
This is how it’s done.
Your friend,
Vancouver, BC
Yesterday morning I went for a long walk from where I’m staying, through downtown and back.
If you’re interested, you can click this link and you will see a map of the walk. Wondered why I was so wiped out come the end of the day. Well, because it was a long freakin’ way, that’s why!
On my way, I noticed something amazing. If you look at this photo, you will see a tiny red dot in the middle of your screen, in that middle lane, all alone. It’s a cyclist. In a dedicated, protected-by-a-concrete-median bike lane across one of the major water crossings to get to and from downtown Vancouver. Mayor Sam, I think we have some things we could learn about bike-friendly from Vancouver.
PS if you click the image above, you will get to my photostream on Flickr, where there are a bunch more photos from my trip.
So by now, I’m sure you’ve all come to the conclusion that I have a mountain obsession. Well, obsession with a particular mountain.
Here is exhibit A regarding why I have this obsession:
This is Mount Hood reflected in Trillium Lake.
My Mom and Dad were here all the way from Mendham NJ, my hometown, so of course (more…)
Early this spring, (February 9th, to be exact) I ventured out into my new city with my camera to see what I could see. It was 65 degrees and sunny. There was no snow on the ground, and I tried, and failed, to keep from feeling just a little smug that I had escaped from the snowy winter “wonderland” that is Michigan.
Fast forward to just a few weeks (more…)