gmbteach
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DBT
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No, I'm in my old home town in Victoria. I had meant to head north again in Sept but that's not looking too promising. They are talking about closed borders for the rest of the year. Oh, well, retirement means no rush or stress. Go with the flow.
gmbteach
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Tharmas
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Not going anywhere these days. For obvious reasons we cancelled our trip to New York scheduled for April 9th, and our planned trip to the Baltic states is on indefinite hold. So I’m looking through some old images. We took a long weekend trip to the Grand Canyon about twenty years ago. I had a first generation digital camera. I think it had 2.5 megapixel capacity. The pictures looked like paintings when printed out, but OK on a monitor. It had a proprietary file type, but I was able to find a converter online and rend them as JPGs.
We stayed at the El Tovar lodge right on the South Rim, built in 1905.
It snowed five or six inches that first night while we slept.
Interior of El Tovar.
The view from the lodge.
More shots.
We took a ride in a helicopter. The pilot flew along the South Rim, but low enough and far enough inland that we couldn’t see the canyon. Then he suddenly turned and flew directly toward the canyon at full speed. With Thus Spoke Zarathustra (the theme from 2001) pounding through our headsets we blasted over the rim.
At this point the canyon is about a vertical mile in depth (1610 meters).
We stayed at the El Tovar lodge right on the South Rim, built in 1905.
It snowed five or six inches that first night while we slept.
Interior of El Tovar.
The view from the lodge.
More shots.
We took a ride in a helicopter. The pilot flew along the South Rim, but low enough and far enough inland that we couldn’t see the canyon. Then he suddenly turned and flew directly toward the canyon at full speed. With Thus Spoke Zarathustra (the theme from 2001) pounding through our headsets we blasted over the rim.
At this point the canyon is about a vertical mile in depth (1610 meters).
Speaking of travel photos, I'm working from home and had a slow day today so was backing up some old photos to Microsoft One Drive. I came across a few from when I visited my girlfriend's house in a small village in Southern France (La Barroux IIRC) during my study abroad. Only a true concoction of dumb confidence can get a 19 year old across the Atlantic ocean, playing guitar in American Eagle shorts in Southern France. I even spent the year growing my hair out to boot.
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DBT
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On the road, central NSW highlands.
Old growth Eucalyptus forest.
Old growth Eucalyptus forest.
Tharmas
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Mexico City
Well, we still can’t travel anywhere, so I thought I’d contribute some photos from our trip to Mexico City a year and a half ago, in October of 2018. This was our second trip to Mexico City in the last three years, because t’s a relatively short flight for us. This time we stayed near the center of the old city.
We were within walking distance of the Museo de Arte Popular (Folklore Museum), which was one of the reasons we went. Here is a beaded Beetle, which greets you when you walk in:
Here is a detail of same:
The museum sponsored a parade of fantastical creatures which we saw:
The parade featured dancers, marching bands, mariachi bands, and well over 100 of the creatures. It took a couple of hours.
Ah, the days before social distancing!
We also visited an art museum situated in an incredibly beautiful, lush park, the Museo Dolores Olmedo Patino.
The museum park featured a pack of Xoloitzcuintle dogs (Mexican hairless dogs, known as Xolos for short). This breed is supposedly 3,000 years old, and was worshiped by the Aztecs. They’re fairly rare nowadays, I believe.
Well, we still can’t travel anywhere, so I thought I’d contribute some photos from our trip to Mexico City a year and a half ago, in October of 2018. This was our second trip to Mexico City in the last three years, because t’s a relatively short flight for us. This time we stayed near the center of the old city.
We were within walking distance of the Museo de Arte Popular (Folklore Museum), which was one of the reasons we went. Here is a beaded Beetle, which greets you when you walk in:
Here is a detail of same:
The museum sponsored a parade of fantastical creatures which we saw:
The parade featured dancers, marching bands, mariachi bands, and well over 100 of the creatures. It took a couple of hours.
Ah, the days before social distancing!
We also visited an art museum situated in an incredibly beautiful, lush park, the Museo Dolores Olmedo Patino.
The museum park featured a pack of Xoloitzcuintle dogs (Mexican hairless dogs, known as Xolos for short). This breed is supposedly 3,000 years old, and was worshiped by the Aztecs. They’re fairly rare nowadays, I believe.
Shadowy Man
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my dream place!!
I love RMNP. I spent about five years living in Boulder in my years BC (before children) and hiked there many times. I miss it a lot and now live about four to five hours drive away from any alpine territory.
DBT
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Hang gliding in Cairns;
Worldtraveller
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Technically, I believe that's para-gliding, but cool pictures.
DBT
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Wet season in the tropics:
spikepipsqueak
My Brane Hertz
I knew one Grandmother well, but never met the other and only knew her as Ninny. So I used that as an excuse for a road trip. I would take my first break in 8 years and go to the other side of the state, where Dad's people come from, and find out her name from her head stone, before I dropped dead, myself.
Get there, and there is only one person with the right surname in Pinnaroo cemetery. He was probably my grandfather, given dates and ages, but the whole situation is weird. I think Dad had 5 or 6 siblings and I think most of them stayed in the area. Where are all those people?
But I had a good trip. Saw some interesting terrain, covered 1500ks in the 3 days, and for some reason my joints haven't felt this good for 11 years.
Not a lot of interest to anyone but me ... but
When I first saw this I thought it was miles away and wondered about the odd, very blue mist obscuring those mountains.
It was about 2ks away, and they are storing grain differently these days.
Got a much better idea of why the Mallee periodically sends Melbourne airborne presents of beautiful red topsoil.
Finally, I used to work in a Post Office. Security was a big thing. Had to take a photo of this because you could break into it with a tin opener.
Turns out I still can't upload a photo. I'll have another shot but ... use your imaginations.
Get there, and there is only one person with the right surname in Pinnaroo cemetery. He was probably my grandfather, given dates and ages, but the whole situation is weird. I think Dad had 5 or 6 siblings and I think most of them stayed in the area. Where are all those people?
But I had a good trip. Saw some interesting terrain, covered 1500ks in the 3 days, and for some reason my joints haven't felt this good for 11 years.
Not a lot of interest to anyone but me ... but
When I first saw this I thought it was miles away and wondered about the odd, very blue mist obscuring those mountains.
It was about 2ks away, and they are storing grain differently these days.
Got a much better idea of why the Mallee periodically sends Melbourne airborne presents of beautiful red topsoil.
Finally, I used to work in a Post Office. Security was a big thing. Had to take a photo of this because you could break into it with a tin opener.
Turns out I still can't upload a photo. I'll have another shot but ... use your imaginations.
James Brown
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Beautiful!
DBT
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Magnetic Island.
Wild weather.
Wild weather.
DBT
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Townsville.
Satan Arises.
Satan Arises.