Here are a few more past photos from all around. Taken during a trip from Danielson, CT to Rochester, NY, we encountered pop-up thunderstorms near Syracuse, NY where we diverted to Griffiss Airport (a former SAC B-52 field, we really had to step on the brakes to stop in time on that 12,000 foot runway!) to wait the storms out before completing our trip. Another single-engine plane flying to Philadelphia decided diverting was a good idea also. Fortunately, like most airports, this one had excellent vending machine snacks!
A friend of mine and I hiked up Avalanche Pass a few years ago (yes, you can see all the trees knocked over from prior slides–yikes!), starting at 6 AM at
-8º F. Cool!! It was an 11 mile round trip, only stopping for lunch on the lake (no boat necessary). We couldn’t keep our mittens off for too long while eating lunch (though by then my thermometer read +8º F–a full 16º increase. On the way back we ran into a young guy who had been overnight backpacking. He said he loved cold weather camping, except for getting out of the bag in the morning to get dressed–I guess so!
Fog always makes for great shots and who could resist the red hull of this
sailboat. I don’t have much to say about this, it just looked picturesque.
I went to a fair on Maine’s mid-coast where I found some very strange looking people. Actually, these are two of my friends, so don’t laugh.
Speaking of strange, Halloween brings out some weird
things in Maine’s nether world. As I mentioned in my photo book, a friend of mine was found guilty in the judge’s court of eating a baloney sandwich–on white bread no less! You can see him
disappearing into the netherworld to serve out his sentence.
People love waterfalls. Fast shutter or slow shutter, given the right light, they all look great. As you can see, sometimes I’ve ventured into the Adirondacks when the weather was, well, nice. Here my friend Dave is shooting with a tripod and likely getting a better photograph than me.
And, of course, I can’t leave out my August arrival at 40°F into Kuujjuaq for an expedition to the tundra. A friend of mine and I flew nearly three hours from Montreal to Kuujjuaq, Quebec. As you can see, on these northern flights cargo gets first class seating. One nice thing, there’s no weight restriction or extra fees on either carry-on or stowed baggage. Just pack it in, baby. Most of people’s gear was winter clothing, and a variety of shopping items. Ours was photography and camping supplies. First Air and Air Inuit are both owned by the Inuit people.
There are no roads out of Northern Quebec so flying is the only means of
travel (no requirement for license plates on your vehicle. If you hit and run, they’ll find you easily enough). There is barge service to bring vehicles, fuel oil, construction, and other heavy cargo, but there is only a three month window where the barges can get into the Koksoak River. Given all the rocks in the river, barges can only be towed in towards high tide, then they have to wait for the next high tide to depart. Needless to say, UPS/ground is not available here.
After spending two days photographing in Kuujjuaq we caught our bush plane, a turbine driven, single-engine de Havilland Otter on floats for a one hour ride up to Lake Diana on the tundra. Bye, bye trees (tundra is where trees don’t grow, the tree-line of the north, so to speak). Very cool!