The barn in B/W. Thanks God for the snow! It lets us be grateful for the sunny days.
Fog and steam mixing together.
Thanks given to God for all this.
That was actually a pretty good movie, with Robert Redford and Nick Nolte. But for us, it wasn’t the misadventures while walking the Appalachian Trail. It was just a peaceful, late afternoon stroll along the Big Gunpowder Falls.
Daily black and white. Some b/w make the day dreary looking. Our days hiking are always fun. We stay positive. And Kathy has shown me how to be aware of the goodness of the hike (as opposed to my just trudging through, seeing how many cool photos I can take, to post on FaceBook!!)
Our map of the trip. The one thing about AllTrails is, it shows how long you are out there while recording (over 2 hours) but when you save it, it only shows how long you were actually moving. Guess I better check the settings or will probably have to upgrade.
Another day trip to New York. Always a lot of fun and a lot of walking. You cannot beat the Groupon $33 round trip price. Our driver just flies up the highway. Went thru the Holland Tunnel and got off at 8th and 45th. Went to the City Kitchen then headed over to the subway.
Nice day and lots of people. We ate at Shake Shack, went to Muji and just hung out until it was time to head home.
With Kathy at her sister’s for a week, I figured I’d see if my daughter wanted to go kayaking or hiking. She chose hiking so we went up to North East, Md. to Elk Neck State Park. Nice day for a hike. A little warm then started cooling off with the clouds moving in. I haven’t done this hike for about 5 years. Always nice to revisit places. This was a two part hike:
Onto the next leg of our hike – Rogues Harbor and the Beaver Pond. This was a short hike. When we got to the upper left there was a detour around a ravine. I’ve done this hike before and it takes quite a while. We could see enough from our vantage point on this side. The trail does go all the way around the pond.
No bridges to burn on this trip…
So when we found a puddle, Jay took the opportunity to cool off.
With a lot that needs taking care of this week, we were still able to find the time to go kayaking. We decided on somewhere close. It was a beautiful day to be out on the water. We have been to Dundee creek many times and each time we take a different path.
Today’s trip kept us mostly along the shoreline, checking out the hidden coves. A little over 3 miles and two hours on the water. Beautiful.
The water was really calm and smooth – like butter. This is the first small cove heading north from the launch area.
Moving on, Kathy stops to look at a couple Isis. The one on the post, all the way near shore, did not move for quite a while. We could not get close enough to them for a good photo shot.
Moving on to the next little cove. I don’t believe a lot of people venture into here. Lots of spider webs.
Not only spiders but tree obstacles as well. But worth the silence and seclusion once inside.
A whatchamacallit hanging from an abandoned dock.
The one cove, upper left had these invasive guys growing. Kathy said her goldfish love eating these things.
My sun-goddess oblivious to the paddle boarders. We went early and it was getting really hot out by 11am.
Decided to go over to the osprey nest. I guess these guys moved on to Argentina? I did wave to the Marshy Point Osprey Cam.
The Marshy Point Nature Center, which is a very nice place, is just beyond the woods.
Another great day to be kayaking.
Trip to Salisbury and Ocean City
Looking thru the screen.
Losing a feather.
Brave Molly chasing the heron away from the pond. The heron likes to eat all the fish in the pond.
The old barn and the shed.
He decided to land on top of the barn for a while.
Kathy’s photo of a knot hole in the barn.
And her photo of a morning glory.
My view of the mg.
A walk through the cornfield.
Rows of corn on the sandy soil.
Kathy looking at something…
How the corn holds on for dear life.
Corn on the cob.
Picture of Kathy taking a picture of me.
To the ocean Hon.
Rides not being…Hmm…grammar question. Would it be ‘Not being ridden’ or ‘not being rode’?
If you get a chance, go in the Life Saving Museum and look at the collection of sand from around the world.
Across the inlet. No ponies today.
Need more light.
Two sisters shopping.
Favorite art store.
I could not imagine going on vacation and seeing everything in black and white, although I do sometimes convert my photographs to b/w. On occasion, while sorting and documenting the museum archives I come across photographs that are in unmarked files, no explanation as to why they are there. The only thing I can figure is that they were someone’s personal photos and left within objects donated to the museum or gathered up and packed away by mistake before they were archived.
I found the below photographs with their negatives in an old lantern slide envelope. They are 2-1/2″ x 3-1/2″ prints. There are no dates but they have a short description on the reverse side.
Grand canyon of the Yellowstone from Inspiration Point, Yellowstone Park (Note falls in distance)
Old Faithful (car gives an idea to the date of this photograph – early 1900s?)
Angel Terrace, Mammoth Hot Springs, Yellowstone Park. Back then people needed to be told to stay off the natural wonders, so as not to ruin them for others to enjoy.
Grand Canyon of the Yellowstone from Inspiration Point. Two of the photos I found had a glare to them, like they were taken through the windshield of a car?
View of the Lower Falls of the Yellowstone.
At foot of Uncle Tom’s Trail. Lower Falls of Yellowstone. Enlarging this photo doesn’t do it justice. Although I scanned it at 1200, it looks fuzzy. The actual photo is crisper. I never was one to like the effects some photographers do to moving water, making it all fuzzy looking. I like seeing what is being seen and not special effects.
Minerva Terrace. Mammoth Hot Springs, Yellowstone Park.
It was a nice day to head up to Eden Mill for some kayaking, but first we stopped at Kilgore Falls, on Falling Branch, to do a little hiking. Early enough and cool enough out that there wasn’t a big summer crowd there.
Nice, well worn trails to the falls.
Two paths across the water. I took the easier one since I was carrying Molly in one hand and the camera in the other.
Molly, a poop bag and an alien t-shirt. Life is sweet!
An unobstructed view.
Speaking of aliens, did you ever see the Star Trek episode with Frank Gorshin – Let That Be Your Last Battlefield?
We finished our hike and then headed to the mill for Molly’s first kayak adventure. She was well behaved and only got jumpy once. (When I say jumpy, I mean, we thought she was going to jump ship)
Heading up stream, waiting for me. Another kayaker suggested I move my truck. Shouldn’t park in front of the mill. I thought the mill was closed.
Right after she peeked over the side and realized she was on the water, she panicked some. But calmed down.
The barn and shed upstream a ways. The water was higher than normal. We were hoping to go further up, but…
…just past the farm the water was only a couple inches deep. I got out and walked up some to see if it was deeper upstream. To the curve, it was not.
We brought the kayaks together to drift downstream at an easy pace. Molly decided to jump in my kayak.
Only turtles we saw.
And this guy. We did see a couple deer driving the back road to the dam, but that was it for wildlife.
Speaking of wild life, when I went to get the truck, this guy, in his mastiff taxi, was pulling up! Another weekend of wonderful adventures!!