John & Anne Wiley

2011/05/26

Chifogo

It’s cold outside, campers! Wind, rain and fog that blow off the lake and chill to the bone. Though storms are blowing in from the West, the lake was sending shredded shrouds into the city making magic with the remarkable architecture.

0583 Chifogo

0583 Chifogo

Here at the Navy Pier we saw tour boats all idle even though tourists like us were joining locals strolling the waterfront. Further along at Millennium Park we looked back to see the lake still puffing foggy wisps between the towers.

0605 Chicago Mist

0605 Chicago Mist

If you’ve been to Chicago you probably know what this seahorse sculpture is doing.

0610 Spewing Seahorse

0610 Spewing Seahorse

This monster fountain produced an inexplicable mild discomfort as we paused to gawk.

0619 Buckingham Fountain

0619 Buckingham Fountain

You may not get that feeling from this still pic (I still do, having seen it in motion), but my theory is the effect was produced by the fact everything is spraying water into the fountain. Don’t most fountains have water sources inside that then flow naturally down and out? This one is constantly overflowing, like a giant stone ship afire and surrounded by fire boats dousing the flames until it looks like the whole thing is going to sink. Nearby out on Michigan Avenue are other interesting period sculptures and monuments mingling with modern works.

0642 Mixed Media

0642 Mixed Media

The overall effect is a surround panorama of fascinating art & architecture, made even more intriguing for us by the constant ebb and flow of foggy fingers adding life to the still forms. From here we hopped a Metra train out to the University of Chicago so we could check out the 7th most popular place to go, according to Anne’s research. Walking into the campus from the train I paused to admire this building for sale, with the strange effect of a streetlamp amid the leaves in the gathering dusk.

0646 Quiet Dominance

0646 Quiet Dominance

Something about the way it silently dominates the surrounding two-story residences just begged for a pic. The International building also merits at least a brief pause we found.

0647 Another Style

0647 Another Style

There are just too many interesting buildings and ornamentations for the time we had before our destination closed. But here’s another I stopped to snap.

0651 Carrilon?

0651 Carrilon?

At last we arrived at the Oriental Institute to wander in wonder among the antiquities on display, like this enormous set of stone carvings.

0654 Carved Figures

0654 Carved Figures

I imagined the people who posed for the sculptor, and the hands of everyone who had carved and then touched them over thousands of years when they weren’t buried under tons of sand. In another of the large rooms a towering figure looked down at us from the distant past, with a look that somehow conveys serene ultimate power.

0658 Head of the Giant

0658 Head of the Giant

Just as this remarkable free museum was closing, we came to a collection of artifacts that have survived for six thousand years.

0668 Used Bowl

0668 Used Bowl

What potter collected just the right clay and molded it into this bowl, then decorated and fired it? How many owners ate from it and washed it? What stories could it tell since created in 3,800 B.C. and how would they differ from a very similar looking hand-crafted bowl?

2011/05/25

Finally Flying

The weather moved just far enough out of our path that we got to Chicago today. Taking off out of Ithaca we looked back at the town beyond the tip of its “finger lake,” Cayuga.

0488 Ithaca

0488 Ithaca

We dodged a few small storms and managed to stay dry, taking in the many splendors of this route and noting the ever-increasing levels of smog as we neared Cleveland but still managed to get some pics of it that I like. Beautiful city.

0535 Cleveland

0535 Cleveland

Having waited later than hoped to wait for passing weather, we decided not to make our planned stop for a break here but instead flew on. The smog seemed to peak near Gary, ID where we saw a collection of smokestacks like these making major contributions to the eye-burning pall.

0561 Gary, ID

0561 Gary, ID

This edited pic is slightly enhanced for contrast, but there was so little of that I had to manually focus the camera before it would snap. I’m glad we were flying above the worst of it and not living there to breathe a lifetime of it. So sad to see such a beautiful lakeshore obscured by pollution. Looking straight down from lower altitude a few miles further this pic of an old dam was easier to improve.

0564 Small Dam

0564 Small Dam

I was fascinated by the tower, and the way log jams had lodged along the spillway. Parts of the long flight were bumpy, so we were pretty tired by the time we landed in the outskirts of Chicago and got a hotel near the airport. Tomorrow we ride the train in to check out the city!

0766 Chicago Burb Landing

0766 Chicago Burb Landing

2011/05/24

Quiet

We haven’t been following news much on this trip, but any time like the last few days when we’re thinking about flying we do follow the weather and what we saw today brought a quiet and somber mood remembering where we were flying less than a month ago.

7141 Before

7141 Before

Joplin High looked so colorful April 20th when we diverted slightly off the course of our intended destination that day to take a look at the town made famous by the “Route 66” song. Along with large portions of what was a quiet place, the school was destroyed by a tornado.

7142 Joplin, MO Aerial 4/20/11

7142 Joplin, MO Aerial 4/20/11

Like the National Guard helicopter we saw taking off from Ithaca Airport today, our thoughts are with the thousands of people whose lives have been devastated.

The quiet had begun with a look at weather on our path from here to Chicago, and the decision to spare ourselves an unpleasantly bumpy flight in strong headwinds with potential for an unplanned stop due to likely storms in route. So we took a walk in the green area outside the hotel, that ended up at the airport. Along the way we passed a quiet pond where we paused to ponder.

0710 Quiet Pond

0710 Quiet Pond

We paused again to smell some flowers and listen to the wind in the trees.

0713 Quiet Sounds & Smells

0713 Quiet Sounds & Smells

Being at the airport, we of course visited Tripp, and with the help of several friendly mechanics were able to check on a minor intermittent issue she’s had a few times. It felt good to ensure that it is indeed minor, try something that might have fixed it, and get ideas on what to have our mechanic try if it recurs on the way home. We feel very fortunate tonight in our quiet hotel room with Tripp well-secured nearby awaiting our next flight.

2011/05/23

Good People

I’m a good person, thanks to rain. Anne got her extra day (and maybe another tomorrow) in this her fav hotel of this adventure, because after lots of weather consulting it looked best to just stay here and rest while yet another freak storm does its thing in large swaths of the continent. In addition to the great room, she likes the good people working here and has befriended several of them. Today we got a shuttle ride to Collegetown on the edge of the Cornell campus, and had a long slow stroll in the area.

0677 Old Gate

0677 Old Gate

Many of the buildings are old, and we got a brief intro to some from our driver. Then I was treated to more details by Anne who had looked a lot of stuff up online at the hotel. We passed the Lincoln building honoring Abe, built in 1888. We got a tasty sandwich at Collegetown Bagels, and sat near the sound of this cascading creek for lunch.

0691 Creek & Falls

0691 Creek & Falls

Anne went back into the bustling bagel shop for a minute while I contemplated falling water and passing time, then we strolled to a larger creek at the small Beebe Lake and got this shot of the rock hollow.

0708 Rock Hollow

0708 Rock Hollow

No, that’s not Tripp’s strut that you sometimes see in our aerials. It’s the bridge rail where they’ve installed what seem to be suicide barriers and thoughtfully included small holes where you can view and/or snap the scene. Above it some good person had kindly hung a string of small lights hooked to a battery pack to add a sparkle at night. After our shuttle ride back “home” to the hotel, Anne realized she didn’t have her credit card. Recalling her last use of it getting cookies she called CTB and some good person had kindly turned it in, so thanks to yet another free shuttle ride from the good hotel people all is well in our little rainy day world. So relaxed and happy, wondering what adventures tomorrow will bring.

2011/05/22

Migration

On this journey we’ve seen many flocks of geese and ducks migrating North, but for some reason today even more than leaving Newfoundland it felt like we had begun a migration South. Maybe it’s partly because we woke to a warm and mostly sunny Montreal day.

0620 Our Red/Blue Window View

0620 Our Red/Blue Window View

One of my memories from Montreal last time (30 years ago) was the quiet subway, so we decided to ride that from the station close to our hotel. It was indeed quieter, but the system was a bit challenging to figure out and when we transferred to a bus the driver refused to honor the metro tickets so we paid again and then got a taxi rather than wait for yet another bus that would have charged us again and of course the total was nearly what we paid for the taxi into town and took four times longer. Oh, the subway is much quieter than NYC inside but still unpleasantly loud on the platform. But of course we had a lot of fun with each other and the people (including the bus driver) we interacted with. 🙂

After an especially challenging time setting up the U.S. Customs arrangements, filing the required Canadian flight plan, and getting Tripp organized, I radioed request a scenic route near the city. “No, l’kjfk feourioi d’atarnquo” or something that sounded like that in a harsh Kebek accent. Mustering extra warmth in my voice, I asked (knowing it was ok) if I could fly below 1300′ along the South shore of the river. Rather than answer this time he just gave me taxi instructions so I decided to try again with the more senior tower controller. That one could not have been more polite or helpful, and though the air was especially hazy we got this closer look at that beautiful 1976 Olympics stadium.

0421 Low Flying Object

0421 Low Flying Object

Every time I see the pic, at first glance I think it’s some sort of aircraft. Locals it seems mostly try to ignore it. We also got great views of the island in the river.

0426 Isle of Fun

0426 Isle of Fun

There’s a biosphere on the island too, to the left of the lovely park in the pic above.

0428 Biosphere

0428 Biosphere

The city was magnificent too of course, but the haze did make decent photos impossible.

0429 Montreal

0429 Montreal

After a humorous experience driving Tripp around the airport in Watertown, NY trying to find the customs office (not allowed to get out of the plane and nobody on radio, no signs or markings of any kind despite this being a major border entry point, so we called them by cell) we passed Syracuse.

0470 Distant Syracuse

0470 Distant Syracuse

We chose Ithaca for tonight in case of unflyworthy weather tomorrow (we like to spend rain days in especially interesting places). While last night’s mediocre hotel had a small bed made of stone, tonight’s palatial room with cozy bed and every imaginable accoutrement including free shuttle service is the same price. So we rode into town to split a light late snack of hummus with pita bread and red wine.

0669 Ithica Snack

0669 Ithaca Snack

Anne, cozied up in our Ithaca hotel, said “Can we just live here??” If weather looks good, would I be a bad person for suggesting we resume our migration tomorrow?

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