It wasn't until I did a blowup on subject #1 on the left that I found evidence of their faith. Her medallion says Sisters of St. Francis. Ah, the power of having many megapixels.
It wasn't until I did a blowup on subject #1 on the left that I found evidence of their faith. Her medallion says Sisters of St. Francis. Ah, the power of having many megapixels.

Previously I took this picture of the benches lining one wall. I think they show a lot of character.


There were a lot of people waving (from the other ship also). This guy seemed to make a special trip to come wave. Maybe he was talking to someone on board?
We seemed to be in a race with this speed boat. It was a bit speedier than us, but he suffered when it came to onboard entertainment. It seemed to me that it was levitating over the water. The slow shutter speed and panning along with the boat made a rather cool effect.
People on deck, of course, were walking around, pointing, and looking.
And, there were some people who managed to get to the bar.


I loaded them into my picture editor, and stitched them together to make the ship whole again. And, this is what I got. Looks a bit smaller, but it's all there. You can click the picture to get a larger view of the picture and get a better sense of its size.
Instead, I focused on the people in their Yankee outfits. They didn't always feel like cheering. Many of them had been there since 7am (parade time was 11). Add on to that time to get your face painted.
Several were fighting to use the bathrooms in office buildings nearby, even though signs said NO PUBLIC BATHROOMS. Even the face painters got tired and eventually lost their enthusiasm. These two seemed to be done (this was after the parade).
Finally, I got this amusing moment on video from my iPhone. Apparently this flag was considered a weapon, and the guy holding it was removed.
I looked a little bit to his left and there was another guy. Watching, watching people pass. A little strange.
Then, I looked across Broadway and there was another! At the same intersection. Watching, counting, clicking.
I was a bit unnerving, they were everywhere. I had a funny feeling that I, in fact, was being watched. And, maybe, was being watched? Ahhhhhh!!!!!! No!!!!! Damn, I've been counted!
It was kind of strange that he was in the street since most people would be waiting on the sidewalk. And, obviously the vendor was spending his time with those on the other side of the truck. So, this guy keeps waiting. I could see he had a suitcase, so he was probably a tourist. Not sure what was up with his double hoody look, especially since it was a warm day. After a while, he started checking himself out in the reflection of the truck.
Finally, the merchant turned around and addressed the guy. Sure looks like he wasn't happy with this guy being on the wrong side of the truck, and the reaction from the tourist looks like he doesn't have a clue and is baffled by the strong reaction.
I was left to my own devices pretty much for lighting and had to hunt down where the switches were. I finally found an electric panel in a back room. But, they control only a little bit of light. This meant, that I would need the tripod that I had brought along with me to take time exposures of the interior. This would be the first time I used it in years.
Even though it was very dark inside, taking these long shots made it look fully lit. Each shot would take 20 or 30 seconds in addition to the time to setup. But, it helped challenge me to think about the pictures differently. (I'm not usually that patient when I shoot).
Because it was pouring rain outside, I will need to take exteriors on a different trip. I won't need a tripod (but just may bring one anyway).
When I was a kid, every year we would go up to the summer home my grandparents had in the Catskill mountains in NY. We called it simply, "The Farm". Above is a painting of how it looked in my memory. The Farm was sold long ago after my grandparents passed away, but recently we went back to take a look.
The original horse hitching post remains where it always was right in front, looking much like it did in the painting.
What is also unchanged is the look across the street. A magnificent view of a slate wall, field, and distant mountains. I remember the view would change daily based on the weather. The focal point always was a tower built on the primary mountain called Point Lookout. After a while, the tower burned down but the main building was still visible way up on the mountain. Point Lookout remains an Inn and has a view of 5 states. It was fascinating how the view could appear so many different ways.
Our visit came on a rainy foggy day. Sadly, the mountains could not be seen. But, I still had memories and the view here was still gorgeous. I am happy that it has been kept up and improved over the years.

This picture is self-explanatory.
For this one, I pointed at the sign and just kept shooting as people came by. I was looking for a mix of people, or some interesting positioning. I took about 40 shots. There was one of a huge portly guy, which would have been a nice juxtaposition with the deli food, but it was a bit fuzzy. This is the one I liked the best.





