Sunday, August 11, 2013
Saturday, May 11, 2013
Thursday, May 02, 2013
Saturday, April 20, 2013
On a recent trip to the southern shore of the Avalon peninsula near Trepassey, I was fortunate to view and photograph this rare vagrant. It was wary of passer-bys but using my vehicle as a blind enabled me to photograph this beautiful bird.
Be sure to click on the image for a larger better view !
Sunday, April 07, 2013
It breeds from Alaska to Newfoundland south to the northern states and locally in the southern Appalachian mountains.It winters from southern Canada to the Gulf of Mexico.
Saturday, April 06, 2013
This abandoned and ruined fishing room and premises could well have belonged to George Porter. This cultural icon is fast disappearing from the Newfoundland landscape but the people of Change Islands are now making an effort to maintain and restore the remains of their fishing heritage.
Friday, April 05, 2013
Tuesday, April 02, 2013
Remembering Arrow Air Flight 1285
Monday, April 01, 2013
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Saturday, March 30, 2013
A storm surge is an offshore rise of water associated with a low pressure weather system, typically, tropical cyclones and strong extratropical cyclones . Storm surges are caused primarily by high winds pushing on the ocean's surface. The wind causes the water to pile up higher than the ordinary sea level.
Cape Spear is the most easterly point in North America. Here, the ocean is always turbulent but on occasion the sea can look calm. But beware - rogue waves are common here. At least eight people have been washed out to sea while walking on the rocks. The landscape here is breathtaking and if you abide by the warning signs and stay behind the fence, you will be able to return another day !
Friday, March 29, 2013
Who has not heard the cheery, welcoming sound of the Black Capped Chickadee as he performs his acrobatic twists and turns while looking for insects on branches and twigs. He frequently hangs uoside down, determined to find all manner of insect and egg in barky crevices. Para atricapillus barletti is its scientific name. This friendly bird is named for the renowned Arctic explorer and Newfoundlander - Captain Rupert A Bartlett.
Photographed on the lower Rennie`s Mill Trail in autumn.
The coastline near Bonavista is marked with treacherous rocky shoals and sea stacks that extend out into the deep surf. Here puffins look out from their peat burrows and eagles soar on windswept wings becoming part of this wild and primal landscape. Beneath my feet is is a sheer cliff plunging down from the grassy meadow above. I feel at peace in such a beautiful place, I would love to have spent more time here.
Thursday, March 28, 2013
On May 20, 1932 at 7:20 p.m., with a thermos bottle of Rose Archibald’s soup and a can of tomato juice, Amelia Earhart in her Lockheed Vega began her bid to be the first woman pilot to fly solo across the Atlantic from Harbour Grace, Newfoundland. She intended to fly to Paris to emulate Charles Lindbergh's solo flight but after flying 14 hours, 56 minutes contending with strong northerly winds, icy conditions and mechanical problems, Earhart was forced to land in a cow pasture at Londonderry, Northern Ireland.
A statue in her honor is located in Harbour Grace on the site of the Spirit of Harbour Grace, which has no connection with the aircraft of that historical flight.
Common Goldeneyes are found on streams and wooded ponds throughout Newfoundland but in winter the birds flock to the coast where it is common to see them feeding off shore. While on the coast they feed on small molluscs which are obtained by diving in deep water or dabbling in the shallows. They are known locally as Pie Ducks because of the large amount of white in their plumage. Goldeneyes are very difficult to approach but with patience and concealment, using your vehicle as a blind, it is possible to lure them within camera range.
The male American Widgeon is a handsome duck that is frequently called "Baldpate" because of its creamy white crown. I was able to photograph this dabbler, at Nevilles Pond in the company of black ducks and mallards - the only duck that seemed to keep an eye on me !
Sunday, March 18, 2012
Thursday, January 26, 2012
I saw a little cormorant
Upon a rock, and grinned.
Her outstretched wings were soaking wet,
And drying in the wind.
I called to her, “You live
A very inefficient way.
Why, I reckon you’ll be standing
On that rock for half the day.”
The cormorant replied, saying,
“Stop a while and think.
I never need to take them off,
And wash them in the sink.
“I never have to spin them dry
Or hang them on the line,
So tell me which procedure
Is the simpler, yours or mine?”
- Stephen Whiteside
Friday, April 02, 2010
A Crow, half-dead with thirst, came upon a Pitcher which had once been full of water; but when the Crow put its beak into the mouth of the Pitcher he found that only very little water was left in it, and that he could not reach far enough down to get at it. He tried, and he tried, but at last had to give up in despair. Then a thought came to him, he took a pebble and dropped it into the Pitcher. Then he took another pebble and dropped it into the Pitcher. At last, he saw the water begin to rise, and after casting in a few more pebbles he was able to quench his thirst and save his life.
"Little by little does the trick." - Aesop
Saturday, April 18, 2009
Cabot Tower was built in 1897 to commemorate the 400th anniversary of John Cabot's discovery of Newfoundland, and Queen Victoria's Diamond Jubilee. It is located on top of Signal Hill overlooking the city of St. John's, Newfoundland and Labrador. In 1901, Guglielmo Marconi received the first trans-Atlantic wireless message at a position near the tower, the letter "S" in Morse Code sent from Poldhu, Cornwall, United Kingdom.
Cabot Tower is now the centre of Signal Hill National Historic Park, Canada's second largest historic park, with walking trails, and an interpretation centre. Hikers that venture on the hill will be rewarded with spectacular views of the city, the harbour, and the ocean. - Wikapedia
Sunday, October 19, 2008
Tuesday, October 14, 2008
At the end of June 1966, they closed the mine on Bell Island. It was a hard blow to the 10,000 residents of this island in Conception Bay on Newfoundland's east coast.
"Bell Island must not be allowed to die, and we'll fight to see that it dosen't. If the federal government lets us sit here and rot, we'd be within our rights to tear down the Union jack and put up the skull and crossbones, or even the hammer and sickle." - The Bell island Reporter 1966.
Sunday, October 12, 2008
Saturday, October 04, 2008
I was quite mesmerized by this swirling mass of water while perched on a wet sloping rock in the early morning hours at Doctor's Cove. A slow shutter speed and an unsteady tripod and photographer resulted in some softening of the rocky shore. Even so, this is what my eye could see albeit in greater detail.