Devil’s Pool at Victoria Falls

December 22nd, 2010

When I first started looking at travel to Victoria Falls, I cam across a photo of the Devil’s Pool, off of Livingstone Island. The Devil’s pool is right at the edge of mighty Victoria Falls, just off of the main fall. The pool is created by a natural rock ledge that prevents foreign objects, such as human beings, from being swept over the edge of the falls for three months out of the year, during the dry season.

Swimming in the pool is a rare thrill; the thunder of the falls is all around you, and as you jump into the pool the powerful currents sweep you out to the edge but not over.

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Victoria Falls

December 21st, 2010

One of the Seven Natural Wonders of the World, {en:Victoria Falls} or Mosi-oa-Tuny (the smoke that thunders) is situated on the Zambezi River, between Zimbabwe and Zambia. I visited the falls at low water, which meant that I got a good view of the gorges in places that would be obscured at high water, but that sheer volume of water and the resulting plume of mist was much smaller than at certain times of the year. I flew over the falls in a helicopter and an ultralight, but no photos allowed on the ultralight.

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Sunset on the Zambezi River

December 20th, 2010


I flew in to the Zimbabwe side of Victoria Falls and on my first evening took a run-of-the-mill sunset cruise on the Zambezi. Lots of appetizers and free drinks on board, and lovely views of the sun sinking over the river, not to mention the mist from Victoria falls rising up over the river.

We also saw some crocs and a lot of hippos. When a male hippo wants to threaten you he will open his mouth like he is yawning. You can see that we angered some hippos as we floated by. Another thing about hippos is that there seem to be a variety of terms to describe a group of them, including school and raft. As in: ‘I passed a raft of hippos.’ Needless to say, that is my favorite term.

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Winter in London

December 12th, 2010


On my way to Africa I had an overnight layover in London. It was a great opportunity to stretch my legs, acquire an unlocked GSM phone and enjoy beer and dinner with a good friend. Before my flight to Africa I did a bit of Christmas shopping at Harrods and strolled around Hyde Park, where a massive Winter Wonderland was set up (sponsored by American Express). I took only a few photographs of some usual subjects: Wellington Arch and the statue of Achilles at the corner of Hyde Park.

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Mantis

September 26th, 2010


I saw a mantis walking along the edge of the driveway this afternoon, and she was patient enough to pause for some photos.
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A Weekend in Paris

September 26th, 2010


I spent Labor Day weekend in Paris sightseeing before a business trip to Amsterdam and had the chance to meet up with a good friend from high school. I took a few photos at all the usual spots, but spent more time taking it in.
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Amsterdam

September 20th, 2010


I was fortunate enough to be sent to Amsterdam for work and got a bit of time to walk around with a camera, though I got sick at the end of the trip and didn’t get as much photography time as I’d hoped.

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Train Graveyard, Revisited

July 25th, 2010

I visited the train graveyard at the edge of the Salar de Uyuni in 2006; I’ve recently revisited the photos.
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Farms of Boulder County

June 18th, 2010

A Red Barn

I live on the rural outskirts of Boulder, Colorado and love the old farms that still remain. I wanted to photograph them because they are quickly being overrun by strip malls and suburban housing.
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Kihei

February 16th, 2010

The coastline in Kihei was lovely. We spent almost every evening sitting out on the beach or the patio at Dolphin’s Point to watch the amazing sunset.

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The Road to Hana

February 15th, 2010

The Road to Hana is an amazing day trip on Maui, or better, a two day trip.  The narrow, winding road overlooks tremendous ocean views, and black sand beaches, then retreats into dense rainforest punctuated by waterfalls.

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Reading rooms, scholarship girls, and the truck ride from hell

May 7th, 2009

Yesterday was an amazing day and another that I’ll not soon forget.  We started the day with a trip to a school where we were greeted by a huge group of students, parents and officials. And, they taught us to dance in the traditional style, or, to be more precise, they tried to teach us to dance. The result was amusing for us, and moreso for them. We got to talk to the local committee that chooses recipients for girls’ scholarships and got to hear about how they handle the process and what their experience has been. Unfortunately there are so many needy girls that not everyone that needs one can get a scholarship, but we got to meet many girls that are attending school because of Room to Read.  The question that we got most often is “why are there no scholarships for boys?” It is a difficult question when you are looking firsthand at a boy that cannot attend school because of finances, but the statistics show very clearly that an educated girl educates others in turn, and that without a program to support girls specifically, female enrollment in secondary school would be far lower.  Many of the girls live very far from the school that they attend, and those that live reasonably close get a bicycle to take to school, while others are offered boarding near the school.  We got to visit a house where a bunch of the girls room together and were greeted very warmly.  They talked about their plans for the future (I want to be a teacher; I want to work for an NGO) but the visit was short because they had to go take an exam.  The girls gave us a book full of letters expressing what their education means to them, in Khmer and English, and drawings.  It was amazingly touching.  From there we went to lunch and then to a more remote village where we saw more girls in the scholarship program.  To get to the village we had to abandon our bus due to the condition of the roads; instead we took a ‘truck’ which was more of a mix between a tractor and a tank. All of us loaded into the back, packed like sardines and proceeded down the road that jostled and threw us around and, ultimately got stuck in the mud. So, we walked. Unfortunately there was not any water apart from the half liter bottles that we were carrying and the weather was extremely hot and humid.  It was a bit painful. When we got to the village though, we had an amazing time.  The girls invited us to their homes and talked to us about their experience in the program and their dreams for the future.  We talked to an 8th, 9th and 10 grader.  Outside we met a lot of cute little kids, again fascinated with digital cameras. I got a lot of great shots of them, but I think that they enjoyed it even more than I did.  We were thrilled to see our ‘truck’ arrive in the village about the time we were ready to leave (and it started getting dark); we were about 17 km from the bus.  Our excitement was short-lived; the truck quickly became mired in mud and stuck, and we were back to walking.  We walked for a long time and were all really tired and thirsty.  A good portion of the group were in flip-flops and they were serious troopers. Eventually we heard the rumble of our newly-freed truck approaching and the timing was good because we watched the last slivers of sun slip away as we bounced our way back to the bus. I have bruises in more places than I care to mention, but all in all it was a phenomenal day.

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Angkor Wat

May 26th, 2009


I spent a couple of days at the glorious site of Angkor Wat; I could have spent half of my life there and never seen enough, I think.

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The Korean DMZ

February 8th, 2010

Most of the time when I set out on a vacation I decide to take a real adventure. But work trips are a different kind of travel and I get a lot out of them too. I expected that my first work trip to Seoul would bring me lots of new experiences, but I didn’t figure that it would be anything quite as adventurous as a trip to the DMZ. I especially didn’t figure that I’d step across the northern side of the Military Demarcation Line.

We arrived a day over the weekend to recover from jetlag and decided that we’d do something interesting during the day. My boss had been to the DMZ before and we all decided to spend our free day there. It was fascinating.

The DMZ is a 2km buffer on either side of the MDL (Military Demarcation Line); there is no border between North and South Korea because they are still technically at war; there is no peace treaty in place. The DMZ is heavily armed on both sides with regular lookout points, razor wire fences and minefields and neither side is permitted to cross to the other side of the MDL. There is also a stunning amount of wildlife due to the total absence of humans. Unfortunately, it was so foggy that we saw little of it.

We went to the 3rd infiltration tunnel which was a ‘coal mine’ created by the North Koreans under the DMZ, through solid granite in the direction of Seoul. That’s right, solid granite. They painted the walls to make it look like coal. We took a little monorail down a steep and narrow tunnel (our helmets occasionally scraping the rock above us) to a point where we could walk through the tunnel to a point only meters from the MDL; we could see though a set of doors the North Korean side.

We also visited the Dorasan obervatory which has views into North Korea but the fog was so thick at that point that all we saw was white.

We hadn’t, however, been able to visit Panmunjeom, where the UN forces are stationed and the JSA, the Joint Security Area, which houses the conference building where talks are held. I was dying to see it, but tours are held only on a limited number of days. I extended my trip to have the opportunity to go, and Saturday when my colleagues were flying back I was on another freezing bus to the DMZ.

When we arrived at the JSA we got a brief slide show and were required to sign a document that said that we understood it was a volitile area, that we could be killed, that hand gestures of any sort were expressly forbidden. It gave us instructions on how to recognize the enemy, both soldiers and civilans. One signature later and we were off, first to the MAC conference room.

Both sides have massive buildings opposing one another on their respective sides of the border. When we came out onto the steps of the South Korean building, a soldier came out from the North Korean building and started examining us with binoculars. It was a little hard to believe that it was really happening.

The MAC conference room straddles the MDL so the the center conference table has one side sitting on the North and the other on the South. When tourists visit (from either side) however, they lock the opposite door and the visitors are allowed to cross to the other side of the conference room. So, for a few minutes I was on the North Korean side of the MDL, took the requisite pictures with the soldiers and headed back South.

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North Korean Currency

February 9th, 2010

There was North Korean currency available for sale at the shop in Panmunjeom. I found the images striking and memorable. There was also North Korean {en:soju} for sale, which was also striking, but not quite as memorable.

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Haleakala Crater

February 14th, 2010


Sunrise at {en:Haleakal?|Haleakala Crater} is spectacular when it isn’t cloudy at the top. My mom and I decided to get up well before dawn and risk it if the skies looked reasonably clear from the shore.  After a little GPS mishap we wound our way up the windy mountain to the top, just in time for dawn.  It was spectacular, as were the banana macadamia pancakes we found on the way back down.

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Snorkeling at Molokini

February 13th, 2010


The {en:Molokini|Molokini Crater} off the shores of Maui is lovely and is supposed to be a lovely place to snorkel, but out experience was not so great.  There were so many boats of snorkelers, and hardly any fish, so old ladies and kids with ‘noodles’ would hit  you two or three times for every fish you saw. It was a little better when we stopped off of Maui to look for sea turtles.  That wasn’t nearly so congested, and we saw some turtles, too.

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Whale Watching

February 13th, 2010

In February the {en:Humpback_whale|Humpback whales} are in Hawaii and we were lucky enough to have a superb day of whale-watching, one that the Pacific Whale Foundation guides said was remarkable in that we were surrounded by a group of 5 or 6 whales that were playing and diving under the boat. It was a truly amazing experience.

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Antigua and Chichicastenango

December 5th, 2011

In the interest of time I took a cheap tourist van from Copán to Antigua. We left early and the driver was not at all happy to see a girl with a bicycle in the first light of morning.  He complained about it excessively and I just smiled and thanked him for his help.  I got the last seat, in the front next to him, and he glared at me until we got to the border crossing.  I didn’t have to go through immigration since I hadn’t on the reverse side, and the lady recognized me.  So I went back to the van and waited, and the driver came up to the window and said that there was a $120 USD tax for taking my bike across the border.  I started to argue and he pointed his finger at me and laughed.  I laughed in return and from that point we got along marvelously.

The worst part of the ride was just across the border, where there were a couple of large trucks coming down a steep hill.  A pair of pigs crossed our path, and the driver made an ominous sigh, they walked right in front of the first truck, who honked but couldn’t stop; the first pig escaped but the second was hit.  I thought briefly about looking away, but my curiosity overcame my fear.  The pig died a nasty death and it was a shock to see.  I realized that I’d never actually witnessed the death of anything larger than a bug and that I am rather sheltered.  It stuck with me for quite a while, but eventually I dosed off as we passed wildly around corners and sections where the road had fallen down the cliffs.

We stopped for a bit of breakfast and then continued along the road to Guatemala City.  We passed a bunch of places where there were big trucks being washed by guys with brooms and sprayers on the side.  The driver said that he was going to stop, because it had rained and the van had gotten dirty.  I told him that my bike was dirty too, so it would be good, and he laughed.  Just then he saw an open car wash and asked the guy how much. 20 Quetzales.