The Schuylkill River. Philadelphia.
On my way back to Pittsburgh from New York after a nice Thanksgiving holiday with the family.
Here’s a shot taken Monday through a train window- #43 The Pennsylvanian – as we crossed over both the river and the Schuylkill Expressway.
My parents lived in Philadelphia 12 years but I lived there for only one of those years. A flood of nostalgia as the train rolled into Philly.
There are interesting place names (how about Wissahickon?) you don’t find anywhere else in the country. The river and expressway name always was hard for me to spell correctly. It’s that extra “L” in there. Turns out it’s a Dutch word meaning “hidden or skulking creek”
Gallery of water in Washington for the H2O challenge
The first photo is Dry Falls you can barely see the kayakers, ant size.
Chief Joseph Dam near Bridgeport WA
Irrigation of apple orchard in Eastern Washington, Brewster.
or should I say- *Photographing Kite Boarding (or Kite Surfing) in Alaska.
Sure looks exciting.
I learned the difference between a WET suit and a DRY suit.
Kite boarders were in both types, the dry suit worn over clothes and keeping you warm and dry.
The beach is in Homer, Alaska on the Spit. (A geographical landform)
Photographing these adventurous sports was enough for me. I was in a sweatshirt jacket and hat and did not get wet. The wind was strong that day as you can see by the waves. I knew I should have lugged my 7-200 lens on vacation. These are taken with a 24-70mm.
We made it back to Mary’s apartment after a long travel day- caught a tail wind and the flight was just four and a half hours from Seattle.
Temperature and humidity demand adjustment.
We had a wonderful trip to Okanogan and Alaska but are glad to be home. I’ve one more leg on the train to Pittsburgh.update 11:14 AM
We’re checked in a hotel near the airport.
Across the street are seaplanes, moored at the edge of a lake.
They have a distinct sound as they take off and land, Mary said like angry bees. Just the word pontoons seems exotic. They’ll ask your weight if you fly in one.
There are a lot of these planes, all colors.
Farewell Alaska tomorrow.
Guest blog by our host Dave E who was finishing a roof he was putting on- why did the moose cross the road? To be with his family.
we were just told on our wilderness tour that moose don’t congregate. Well here are four of them together. A bull (dad) cow (mom) and two calves (kids)
Last week we saw this sign in Anchorage
Homer Alaska. East End Road. Coming and going. They crossed in front of us both directions.
We made it to Homer on the Kenai Peninsula.
So happy to be here. Welcomed by dear friends. We sat on the deck and caught up, then-
King Salmon, King Crab and Halibut for dinner.
Mary and I had a beautiful drive down from Anchorage today with sunny skies and blue water, snow topped mountains.
Tonight you can hear the waves on the beach. We’re ready for a good night’s rest and more adventures in the morning.
It’s a peaceful setting to sleep well.