Friday, 30 July 2010

Chasing Waterfalls

I came across quite a few waterfalls on my Canadian travels....really beautiful, but almost impossible to photograph!

Here are a few of my attempts....

Clayton Falls, near Bella Coola


Waterfall on the Robson River, along the Berg Lake Trail


The following photographs were all taken on a walk on the Maligne Canyon trail. The Maligne River flows from its source in Maligne Lake northward to Medicine Lake, disappearing underground and eventually emerging downstream of the Maligne Canyon. Known to the native people as Chaba Imne (River of the Great Beaver), today's name was coined by a missionary whose horses were swept away by its swift-flowing waters in 1846. He described the river as being "la traverse maligne".










Tuesday, 27 July 2010

Victoria



Back to the Canadian trip posts, but with a slight change of scene. Today I'm going to show you a bit of Victoria...capital city of British Columbia, located on the southern tip of Vancouver Island. We had less than 24 hours in this pretty "City of Gardens", just long enough to get an overall feel...

Starting with Victoria's landmark, the Fairmont Empress Hotel that was built in 1908, designed by the architect Francis Rattenbury.


The Empress Hotel, on Victoria's Inner Harbour


The Empress


Rattenbury also designed the British Columbia Parliament Buildings, which were officially opened in 1898.


British Columbia Parliament Buildings - by day


British Columbia Parliament Buildings - by night


Free guided tours of the Parliament Buildings are available to the public....


The legislative chamber inside the Parliament Building


Stained glass window commemorating Queen Elizabeth II's Golden Jubilee


Pretty stairwell in the Parliament Building


From inside the Parliament Building


There was just time for a quick stroll through Chinatown....


Entrance to Chinatown


And to watch some seaplanes taking off from the harbour....







Sunday, 25 July 2010

In The Pink!

Today I took part in the 10 km Race For Life, the UK's largest women-only event that raises money for Cancer Research UK.
Some people have criticised the event for being for ladies only....but the rationale behind this apparent sexism is to create a noncompetitive atmosphere that encourages women of all fitness levels to take part. There are events for men too, such as the Race For Moore annual event. Traditionally, participants wear bright pink, the colour synonymous with breast cancer awareness, but Cancer Research UK supports research into all cancers.

It was a fantastic, colourful day....

The Nivea Boys - cheerleaders - warm up the crowd



They were quite popular!

Even this basset hound got in on the act

A sea of pink

At the Start

Flowers along the way

Along the River Great Ouse

Young participants

The end is nigh

The final stretch

Early last year, my dad was diagnosed with advanced colorectal cancer. Surgery was not possible and the doctors were wary of trying chemotherapy. The outlook was not great. But my dad was not giving up without a fight...and a big one at that! He underwent 12 grueling cycles of hard core chemo, at the end of which the scans showed some shrinkage of his tumour. Last week he saw his oncologist for his 3-month check-up and was told the cancer is dormant. For how long it will remain so, no one knows...but for the moment, he is doing remarkably well.  This is why I take part in events like Race For Life....so that other families can have a few more weeks, months, maybe years with their loved ones.



Friday, 23 July 2010

Gorgeous Green



I spent a fair bit of time wandering about in forests in Canada, a country blessed with spectacular giant Douglas-fir and Red Cedar trees. I've always found photographing trees a bit of a challenge, as it is difficult to capture the sheer height using two-dimensional means. But here are a few pictures, taken in Cathedral Grove, a rare and endangered remnant of an ancient Douglas fir ecosystem on Vancouver Island in British Columbia. The biggest trees in the Grove are about 800 years old and measure 75 m (250 ft) in height and 9 m (29 ft) in circumference. They are the survivors of a forest fire that ravaged the area some 350 years ago and the even more devastating logging by the Europeans who colonised Vancouver Island from 1849.


Douglas fir


Red cedars (Thuja plicata)


The Red Cedar represents a critical species to the indigenous North West Coast peoples, who developed the tools and technologies to fell the giant cedars that grew in profusion.

"They used the rot-resistant wood for graceful dugout canoes to travel the coastal waters, massive post-and-beam houses in which to live, steambent boxes for storage, monumental carved poles to declare their lineage and dramatic dance masks to evoke the spirit world.

Every part of the cedar had a use. The versatile inner bark they wove into intricately patterned mats and baskets, plied into rope and processed to make the soft, warm, yet water-repellent clothing so well suited to the raincoast. Tough but flexible withes made lashing and heavy-duty rope. The roots they wove into watertight baskets embellished with strong designs.

For all these gifts, the Northwest Coast peoples held the cedar and its spirit in high regard, believing deeply in its healing and spiritual powers. Respectfully, they addressed the cedar as Long Life Maker, Life Giver and Healing Woman."
['Cedar, Tree of Life to the Northwest Coast Indians', Hilary Stewart]



This is a new tree growing out of the stump of an old Red Cedar. Look carefully on the left side of the stump and you will see  "springboard notches" of early logging operations. These notches would have held planks that allowed the loggers to stand and cut above the thick and often difficult-to-cut lower part of the tree...


Stump of Red Cedar with new tree growth


I was playing about a bit with the 'foliage' option of my Canon Ixus when I took these photos. I think it can overemphasise the green, making it appear a bit too enhanced or artificial....any thoughts?



Thursday, 22 July 2010

Dog Days Of Summer

Happiness is....

Walking through fields of golden wheat on a summer evening,
Not another soul in sight,
Warm sun on my face,
Music from my i-pod playing loudly in my ears.











Happiness hit her like a train on a track
Coming towards her stuck still no turning back
She hid around corners and she hid under beds
She killed it with kisses and from it she fled
[Dog Days Are Over - Florence And The Machine]


Wednesday, 21 July 2010

Wrest Park Revisited

I've been to Wrest Park for picnics a few times, most recently on a hot Sunday afternoon a couple of weekends ago....










Tuesday, 20 July 2010

Nature's Mirror

Just a few photos of two more lakes....

Lake Edith


Lake Edith


Lake Edith


Lake Agnes


Lake Agnes