The Deep South - Pt. 1

Carolyn and I have been back from our road trip to Florida for 1.5 weeks now, so I'm overdue to post something.

We managed to leave on Wednesday night and made it all the way to the disappointingly ordinary city of Erie, Pennsylvania. The following day we stopped in the Steel City - Pittsburgh.


A view of one of the rivers in Pittsburgh (not sure if it's the Allegheny or the Monongahela).


Statues of what I am calling engineers. They look busy.

The destination for Day 2 was New River Gorge, in West Virginia. Carolyn had found out that we could camp there for free. As seems to happen on camping nights, we got there fairly late and had difficulty finding a campsite. We drove through the first of several shanty towns we would encounter on the trip; I would consider them Class D ghost towns, but sorry, we didn't stop to take pictures. I'm sure I could hear a banjo playing in the distance. After driving for hours around unmarked, dirt roads in the middle of seemingly-nowhere, we finally found a spot by the river that had a picnic table and a grill, so we set up for the night. I took some night shots but they were pretty crappy. Here is a sample (not flickr-worthy) that shows we were in a valley.



The next morning, we figured out where we had been camping. Did I mention that we had some wine with dinner the previous night? From cartons!



Anyway, we got up early (around 6ish) to see the bridge in some good morning light. I'm not terribly pleased with my digital photos, but I am hopeful about my film ones that I have yet to process.



Supposedly you can stack two Statues of Liberty plus one Washington Monument beneath that bridge... or perhaps it is one of the former and two of the latter? Try it and let me know!

Why my wife is the best...

Coming home from a bad day at work (yes, on a Saturday) I was greeted by the smell of:

- butternut squash soup (made from our home-grown squash)
- edamame salad (very refreshing!)
- chipotle-glazed baked potatoes (spicy!)
- bacon-wrapped chicken breasts stuffed with brie (drool)

And to top it off, we enjoyed dinner with a bottle of St. Urban Riesling from Vineland Estates. What a perfect evening!

Weekend with the Wightmans

Every so often (more often than not, it seems), Carolyn has plans for the weekend. Usually these plans involve me, but occasionally they do not. Last weekend was one such occasion, as she went scrapbooking for a weekend with her sister and my half-sister. I generally look forward to these times, as I tend to be very productive around the house; however, I also tend to be poor at Self-Nourishment Management (cereal anyone?). Thankfully the Wightmans like me well enough to keep me alive over such weekends, and this weekend was the same: scalloped potatoes on Friday, steak on Saturday, and Marble Slab ice cream on Sunday. I couldn't ask for better friends. :)

Not wanting to waste the glorious weather, me and the Wightman clan went to the dog park on Sunday. The shining sun plastered a smile on everyone's face. Thanks to Ryan, Joy, Navilyn and Niko for the great afternoon. Click here to view some pictures I posted on flickr.

Flashback: Monument Valley

Way back in May of 2005 I went to Chandler, AZ on a business trip. My good friend Ryan had already been working there for several months, but hadn't ventured out further than the local burger joint. Armed with our cameras, tripods, and a fierce determination we took a road trip to fabulous Utah - specifically the mythic Monument Valley.

Click below to view some of the photos from that trip, reprocessed (now that I sorta know what I'm doing).

Flashback: Ottawa

I suppose it's that time of year again where I feel motivated to hone my photographic skills. Take a look at the photos I've processed from our trip to Ottawa in 2005. We went to the Tulip Festival and then fed the rabbits at the Big Apple on the way home. Many of these photos had already been posted to flickr already; in fact, these were the first photos I ever posted to flickr. I have touched them up and replaced the existing photos. You can tell which ones have been re-processed by my watermark in the lower corner of the photo. Unfortunately most of these early photos are only in Jpeg format so they are difficult to touch up.


Ottawa Tulip Festival


Feeding the rabbits at the Big Apple in Colborne, Ontario

Quote of the day

Actually, this is a quote from 3 days ago but I hadn't gotten around to posting it.
You think commas are sort of like parmesan cheese that you sprinkle on your words

- Paul Budra, English professor at Simon Fraser University

This remark was a response to the sentiment that kids these days have poor written communication skills. See the whole article here: http://news.therecord.com/article/665810

I'd have to agree that it seems that kids are getting dumber every year. I suppose this means I've become an old man.