John & Anne Wiley

2012/08/07

Alberta Joy

I’ve written much about the joy of flying, including the joy of flying to Alberta to visit my daughter and her young family. Today we hope to add Joy to our joy of such a flight. Our friend Joy is joining us on an adventure flying from SB to Edmonton, AB (Canada, y’no). As with all our big flying adventures, this one is improvisational. Due to vagaries of weather and our own whims, we often don’t know where we’ll be landing or even our exact route. This trip adds the variable of smoke.

Smoke & Fires

Smoke & Fires

As you’ve probably deduced, this is a map of smoke and fires right now. Since the smoke depicted is usually quite thick, we avoid flying in those areas for extra safety and also for the joy of flying in clear air. Planning an approximate route for a flight, I mentally overlay the smoke with the other main factor.

Noon Clouds

Noon Clouds

So while we’d like to fly along the coast to avoid the smoke and hotter weather inland, clouds will complicate that. The circles and colored dots represent airports, and as you might guess we avoid the ones with color (though sometimes blue’s ok). Since our primary goal is the joy of flying, we want to look at things. Clouds or smoke detract from that. So if we do start off today, you can bet I’ll be checking on both factors often at every stop along the way. Another big factor is wind, but usually it’s not a deal breaker the way smoke and clouds are. The end result is we might be flying relatively fast to stay ahead of clouds and smoke as they change, or slow with many and long stops to wait for clouds and smoke to dissipate.

As the trip unfolds, we’ll also be adding scenic detours. High on that list is another tour of Banff and Jasper, to refresh memories like this from the NxNW adventure:

0544 Mt Robson

0544 Mt Robson

2012/08/05

Viva

Filed under: Happiness,Has Photos,People,Random,SB Region — John @ 10:57

SB is a little crazy this week with the Fiesta Parade and all the associated events around town. So we had a quiet picnic with a dear friend at one of her favorite spots.

0186 Ellings Park

0186 Elings Park

There are views in pretty much every direction from various places in this grove atop Elings Park, and just to the right of the one above is a good look at this manse.

0187 Eyelash Hill

0187 Eyelash Hill

We call it Eyelash Hill because the line of palm trees along the hill crest driveway to the right, looks like eyelashes from our part of town. After lunch we drove into town and a similarly striking view of the mountains was garnished with an Old Spanish Days (aka Fiesta) banner.

0226 Fiesta State

0226 Fiesta State

Fiesta could be described as a state of mind, and as you can see on some grumpy Edhat comments some residents don’t like it. We like some of it, and cruised State Street to soak up some of the colorful throngs that include many visitors buying balloon hats and confetti-filled eggs (cascarones) used to decorate the uninitiated.

0218 Tourist Fun

0218 Tourist Fun

Around town during this week of events sometimes people will smile and say, “Viva la Fiesta!” When we first moved here, one of our first new friends told us locals call it the Realtor’s Parade. On her advice we avoided it for a few years. Then on a whim we checked out the parade, and wow. Some really great horses and riders, and lots of family fun. Like us, some people come just to take in the lively scene.

0212 Observers

0212 Observers

2012/08/03

Action

There’s always lots of action around SB. Not just flying. Some people enjoy hiking, rock climbing, various types of surfing, boating in everything from inflatable rafts and kayaks to monster yachts and cruise ships, and pretty much everything else I can think of. Including skating and cycling at the waterfront skate park.

1341 Getting Air

1341 Getting Air

I caught that cyclist “getting air” and I like how the shadows slash the scene and illustrate his jump. Along the bluffs of More Mesa I watched people watching the paragliders.

1346 Watching Watchers

1346 Watching Watchers

Imagining myself on the beach watching them in the past, and also looking dreamily at the plane passing above them before getting my license. Places I like to Be, and things I like to Do. Alternating my Being and Doing in time and space, a life unfolds as I watch.

2012/07/31

The Eye

Computers can’t yet distinguish things. Yet. So far, human face recognition is maybe their best game. But recognizing everyday things as most any two year old child can do, not so much. Cameras don’t see very well either, in human terms. OK sure, they can see vastly more detail and into the ultraviolet and infrared. But they don’t see. The human eye is really good at the things that matter most to us. But why do scenes like this draw my eye?

1313 Gulls & Buoys

1313 Gulls & Buoys

Is it the crowded emptiness of all those boats and no people? The colors and shapes? Memories of toy boats? The unusual perspective? The fact I once sailed on boats like these? Of course it looked different to my eye than to the camera and the computers we’re viewing the pic on. But what would a computer make of it? Or this one?

1314 Dredge Roost

1314 Dredge Roost

Keeping SB Harbor open requires pumping lots of sand onto East Beach, and though the boats might not like navigating past it the birds absolutely love all this space and have painted it white. So why did I snap it?

Moving objects draw the eye. Especially bright colors. So this was an easy one.

1318 Easy One

1318 Easy One

We’re usually talking to ATC while flying, and they tell us about “traffic.” The aviator’s word for other aircraft within a couple of miles. Often they’re hard to spot, especially if they’re the same color as the sky, their profile is small, and if the air’s a little hazy. It’s great having an idea where to look but this one half a mile away, bright red and moving across the landscape, was easy to spot. Given that everything’s moving, would a computer have spotted it as easily? Would a computer know what this next one is?

1310 Mission Creek Mouth

1310 Mission Creek Mouth

Why has my eye been drawn lately to the colors and shapes of this scene? Colors and forms for sure. Also the pipe that the sand travels from the Harbor to East Beach. The contrast of beach grasses. I didn’t notice from the air, but now I’m quite drawn to the palm tree shadows. Do such things sometimes move me to snap, not knowing why, and then jumping out at me looking at the pic later?

Many are predicting that within the next few decades people will have computers and cameras implanted and connecting their nervous systems with the Internet. What will life be like for people born into a world where everyone is hard wired? What will their “eye” be like? Will there still be an “I?”

2012/07/29

Stone Stories?

Sometimes I’m curious what it is that draws me so strongly to some rock formations. True, I seem drawn to many if not most of them. That might simply be the universal human tendency to create stories. Studies of human intelligence tend to focus on two qualities that set us apart from other species, and one of those is our stories. So when rock formations like this draw me back again and again, maybe it’s because of the stories they stimulate in me.

1576 Story Impression

1576 Story Impression

On the large slab, there seem to be petroglyphs carved into the flat surface. I’ve never noticed them before, but now I wonder if a fleeting glimpse of them strengthened my urge to keep returning for another look. Maybe it’s some enchanting quality of the stones themselves, that drew both ancient peoples and me to visit there? I wondered looking at the first pic, if it’s just a play of light. So I looked at this slightly different angle on the same spot snapped a moment later, and the enigmatic shapes still show up.

1579 Perspective Shift

1579 Perspective Shift

But then I looked for pix from my other flights past the spot, and found this one snapped from much closer.

0424 Different Story

0424 Different Story

I can still see some of the shapes, but this detailed view magically transforms them into stories of life, weather, light and shadow as they dance with ancient stone that itself was once sand on an even more ancient beach. Maybe my urge to see human symbols there has the same origins as my own yearning to share the stories etched on this blog. Sharing where I was, what I did, what I saw and the effects Life had on me. It is this desire to create and share stories that distinguishes us from other intelligent animals, enabling us to teach and learn the things that produced technologies like space travel and the internet. …and airplanes like Tripp. 🙂

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