…in a straight line.
Coming from the east coast where curves are
the norm, is it amazing to drive for miles and miles
in a straight line.
The tide is out on Cape Cod Bay in Provincetown.
Grand Canyon Sunset on the North Rim.
The road less traveled is the North Rim of the Grand Canyon.
If you want to avoid the crowds of the South Rim, head north!
Jason reminded me that on our family vacation out west, he and I got lost in Arches National Park, Moab, Utah. I wanted to take a nighttime photo of the Delicate Arch. The arch is 1 mile walk from the car. We trekked in daylight but couldn’t find our way back at night. We had to literally call out “Help”! Someone, who wasn’t lost, came to our rescue and guided us back to our car.
Returning to the hotel, I found Deb (I state this “politely”) unhappy. She was “thisclose” to calling the police. Secretly I think she was happy I had a ton of scratches on my legs from the thick bushes Jay and I walked through on our “lost” journey. (The photo above is from the night.)
Traveling on the Golden Gate Bridge and Alcatraz in the distance.
Glacier Lagoon in Iceland. Home to small icebergs. (They wouldn’t sink the Titanic.)
Photograph by my daughter during her study abroad college program.
In the Westminster Underground station in London,
a musician plies his trade playing the saxophone.
Several years ago while in London, I walked into the Victoria train station and spoke to a employee behind the ticket counter. I told him of my disappointment in visiting Stratford-Upon-Avon. I said that it felt “Americanized” and wanted to see something “British”. He recommended traveling to Arundel. It’s about an hour south of London. My wife and I traveled on a train that reminded me of the one the Beatles rode on in “A Hard Day’s Night”. The view of the countryside was beautiful, and when the train approached Arundel, a castle came into view on the horizon. It was like an Errol Flynn movie. (Uh oh, it sounds like I’m Americanizing it…)
Arundel is a small town, around 3000 people with castle. My wife and I explored it and then walked around the town. During that journey, the young girl seen above, stood for a moment as I caught her image on film.
The Provincetown cemetery and Pilgrim Monument are visible through the fog and mist.
Photograph was made several years ago with 35mm film.
The Badlands National Park, South Dakota.
Somewhere in Wyoming on a trip out west,
these folks were outside my window.
While on the road in Arizona, we passed through “Pie Town”.
It was closed so we couldn’t buy any pie.
The Cable Car.
A San Francisco tradition.
Part of Americana that one doesn’t see much anymore.
Photograph taken in Pennsylvania several years ago using 35mm slide film.
The Golden Gate Bridge is breathtaking when covered in fog.
…in black and white.
It finally feels like summer. Let the fireworks begin!
Threatening clouds and rain over Atlantic City.
Looking down into the Canyon.
Spotted somewhere on the Ring Road tour (Route 1) in Iceland.
Sunbathers enjoying a beautiful day at the beach in Brighton, England.
Sunset in Monument Valley.