Saturday – once again Westboro festival, WestFest, has taken over Richmond Street. The annual event (this year called “Gets Naked” because of the performance by Bif Naked) basically closes the main street of Westboro to traffic and allows visitors to walk around and be entertained and shop. Its quite an event, with several street performing acts such as the Stunt Man Circus and their Po-go stick feats. Continue reading →
Graeme and I try to get out to as many of the pub nights as we can. They are usually fun times and someone always has something to show everyone by way of the newest technology or something interesting from the film days. This particular evening was dubbed the March Sammich night. I didn’t get a photo of Myke’s sammich so a shot of a pizza will have to suffice. Continue reading →
Upper Canada Village, Morrisburg, Ontario – a second visit.
Driving from Ottawa to the Upper Canada Village in Morrisburg, Ontario, Jeremy and I opted to take the more leisurely route along the shores of the St. Lawrence River. Jeremy and I formed the Flickr Ottawa group of two for this outing. Weather conditions and last minute Christmas commitments had whittled the group size down quickly.
We found Mr. And Mrs. Claus in a parking lot in Cardinal, Ontario. A jolly couple, but apparently Santa wasn’t sure where he had parked his reindeer. They seemed confident that their transportation would be found, so off Jeremy and I went to see the lights of Upper Canada Village. Continue reading →
A nice group of about 25 Ottawa Flickr photographers got together at a local restaurant tonight to discuss just about anything but mostly just about anything camera related.
My preparation for our upcoming trip took a turn for the better when I located an old field guide that I had for the birds of East Africa.
I was able to fit in a bit of badminton today without twisting an ankle or knee but decided, earlier in the day, that I wouldn’t participate in my normal Thursday afternoon indoor soccer match. I figured playing soccer before a trip might be tempting fate just a little too much.
My bags are almost packed. I had decided to take my black fleece just in case it gets cold at night. Mentioned that to someone tonight and they immediately regaled me with stories of their friend who had worn a black fleece on a trip to Africa and found that it attracted every bug in Africa. Hopefully I don’t suffer the same fate.
Nice day today. Great day actually. Early Spring. Sun shining. Snow melting. +15C. Can’t think of any good reason not to join up with a group of photographers and wander around the back roads near Wakefield, Quebec with cameras in hand and no one in a rush to go anywhere in particular.
2009 Ottawa Flickr Group outing to Upper Canada Village, Morrisburg, Ontario
Although there was a bit of a line-up at the admission wicket when we arrived, a member of our group had arrived earlier and purchased a batch of tickets for the group so only a small number of the group needed to stay in the line to get tickets. The temperature was not all that cold during the day but as the sun set, the cold air off of the expanse of the St. Lawrence River certainly made for some cold fingers pretty quickly especially when gloves had to be taken off to manipulate the tripod or the camera controls.
Mud Lake is a small body of water near the shore of the Ottawa River. It is an ideal spot to view warbler migrations in Spring and, throughout the rest of the year, a great spot to find Wood Ducks, Mallards, Great Blue Herons and the occasional Night Heron and Green Heron. What one might or might not see on any given day is highly variable.
The waters of the Ottawa River were surprisingly high this day compared to other times that I had visited the area and so, as others focused their cameras on birds in the trees, all I could say was, “Wow! Look how high the river still is!”
Note: I was using a Nikon 10.5 mm lens quite often this day and the curvature in some of the shots was quite intentional.
What started out as a potentially very damp day, turned out to be just fine as the rain stopped shortly after we arrived at the Mud Lake parking lot. Every so often a breeze would whisk through the overhead branches and wet leaves would drop their burden on the photographers below. Continue reading →