a picture on the wall…
…of an empty room.
the wastelands…
Been working on a few stock photos these last days. Kept coming across ugly things that I seem to like taking pictures of.
Had some thunderstorms pass over the other night, but alas, I was not with my camera at the time, nor at home. After about 15 minutes of seeing some of the most spectacular lightning I’ve ever seen (coming from Santa Barbara we get lightning like what, once every three years.), I decide I need to stop what I was doing and get to my camera. So I bolted out the door and ran through awful rain, black skies and streaks of lightning all around; Arriving completely soaked. Would have been some cool shots of lightning over the church tower, but by this time, the storm had passed for the most part, and was now in the distance…
up to the north
Monday afternoon, April 16th: I’m walking out the door – my jacket and backpack full of camera gear already on – to go shoot some photos of the fields of flowers in the area. By chance, I glance at my plane tickets to Norway which were sitting on the table by the door and notice the date is for the 17th. 17th, 17th, 17th, hmmm, I thought. Shit! Todays the 16th, I leave tomorrow, not Wednesday, I realize in a sudden panic.
Tuesday, April 17th, Aprox 1:00pm: The flight left Munich on time, despite having a 5 hour layover in Oslo, I had still been worried about missing my connection (I haven’t had the best of luck with flights being on-time in the last year, in fact, I’ve come to expect that they will be delayed.). But now I’m planning on what to do with 5 hours in Oslo as I’m watching the beautiful colors of the German spring pass beneath me as we are slowly gaining altitude. Suddenly after around 20 minutes in the air, the plane suddenly makes a quick decent and we enter into a sharp turn towards the south. Hmmm, this doesn’t seem too good. A few minutes later the pilot comes on and says there is a ‘Technical Problem’ and we must now return to Munich. Well, I still have 5 hours in Olso, no problem. Well, the airplane cracked a windshield, which took 5 hours to repair, I arrive in Oslo as my flight I’m supposed to catch to Bodø is taking off. Luckily the airline was nice enough to put me on a later flight from another airline (as this was their last flight of the day), and once again I find myself walking out of the Bodø airport around midnight, looking forward to a night on the floor in the ferry terminal (which I’m now quite familiar with). At least its warm, which is more that can be said about the snowstorm outside.
Only a few pics for now:
Down South, Up North
Took a little roadtrip to the French Riviera last week, what a beautiful place. On Wednesday I’m leaving the warm temps of spring and heading off into the cold of the Norwegian arctic.
only a couple pics for now…
Took a Little Road Trip
Headed up north over the weekend. After all this time in Germany, it was my first time on the autobahn and a bit of speed. Driving north on Saturday was cold and grim, but Sunday was just that, full of sun. On the way back we took a detour through the old east Germany; so many cool old towns and villages. I think I could spend several months in that area.
Return of Winter
Seems winter decided to make a final appearance during the last week, but a few days of snow and cold was all it was able to muster. Even Mr. stork has returned. And how long the days are getting once again!
Spring is Here
It seems I have survived my first winter in Europe. The days are getting longer, birds are singing in the mornings and I even went for a run in shorts and a t-shirt this afternoon. Had a good weekend on Franconian limestone, so I’m a bit sore. Got a trip planned for southern France in a few weeks, and then a trip back up to the Artic where the weather is still a bit sucky, but I want to try and catch some Aurora’s before I’m forced back to milder latitudes.
Into the Frozen North
Curonian Spit, Lithuania:
Cold, Barren, Rugged. I walked south from Nida, thick fog rolling in and out of the dunes; the Russian border a short distance to the south. I crossed dunes and forest from the lagoon side (frozen) until I reached the barren shore of the Baltic sea.
Passing the Days Away
More from my last few weeks in this small German town. Ahh, how lazy I have become, havent even lifted my backpack in nearly a month now!
Czech Sojourn
I forgot to mention that I spent some time in Czech (not Prague) a few weeks ago. So much cool old stuff to wander around and look at. On a Sunday when I arrived, the streets were nearly empty and I thought I had come to some ghost town. I would spend hours a day sitting in this cool teahouse, just reading or talking or relaxing. Nights were often late and mornings too soon to arrive. It was a good place to relax after the noise and crowds of Vienna.
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