Even without the spectacle of a total solar eclipse, the Painted Hills of Oregon’s John Day Fossil Beds National Monument are a striking piece of high desert. Scroll down for photos of the total solar eclipse. Click here for a total Painted Hills/eclipse gallery.
- Solar Eclipse, 2017, Painted Hills, Oregon
- 2017 US National Biathlon Roller Ski Championships
- Nouveau Brunswick, Nova Scotia
- Pallas-Yllästunturi National Park, Finland
- Lahti #3
- Lahti World Championship #1
- State House Refugee Vigil
- Eastern Cup #1, 2016-17
- PEI, 2016
- Wind River, Yukon
- New Haven River Race
- Craftsbury Super Tour Finals 2016
- Ski Tour Canada 2016
- STC 2016 Athletes, Coaches, Volunteers
- UVM Winter Carnival, Eastern Cup, Super Tour
- Craftsbury Paralympics Gallery 2016
- 2015 Craftsbury Eastern Cup
- Coast to Coast
- Skyline Blue Ridge
- Florida Keys
- Craftsbury SuperTour 2015, II
- Craftsbury SuperTour 2015
- Oregon Coast & Portland
- Austria & the World Masters
- Natchez Trace Parkway
- Plainfield Flower Farm
- Croatia’s Dalmatian Islands
- Home Share Now
- Santacon + NYC2
- Algonquin Park
- Irene Clean-Up, Waterbury, VT
- Irene Aftermath
- La Belle France
- 2011 NCAA Nordic Ski Championships
- Craftsbury Eastern Cup
Finally getting back to the eclipse, August 21: On the Path of Totality, total solar eclipse, Painted Hills, John Day Fossil Beds National Monument, Oregon. The top two photos are when the eclipse was total, but there was a lot more to see: the sudden gathering over a few days (and especially the night before) of an instant village of a few thousand people camped out on the arid, sage-brush land around the Painted Hills; the drop in temperatures as the moon began to cross in front of the sun; the sudden cool twilight at totality; cheers, applause, whistles, and then the return of light and warmth. Click here for a Painted Hills and eclipse gallery.
Ash from forest fires was falling on Bend, OR, a few weeks ago and smoke from more fires shrouded Crater Lake National Park, an hour and half’s drive south. The usual view of Crater Lake is of its clear, blue water, sparkling in the giant hole left when a volcano collapsed on itself about 6000 BC. We went to the park anyway, which proved again that what seems like a bad day for photography can turn out to be good, precisely because it’s different from the usual day and the usual pictures. If you don’t mind breathing smoke.
New York City’s busy Hudson River Park promenade on a late August day. Across the river, New Jersey: Hoboken, and the growing high-rises of Jersey City.
That’s a mouthful, but biathlon is cross country ski racing and stopping periodically to shoot at targets with a very sophisticated rifle. If you do it in the summer, it’s roller ski biathlon. Skiers from across the US and Canada came to the National Guard firing range and roller ski track in Underhill, VT, over the weekend to compete. Click here for a gallery. Use the right click arrow to speed up the slideshow. Click here for an article about the event.
The morning commute for bird and man, Helsinki Railway Square, April.
Back to Maine’s Route 9, The Airline, a northern highway straight across northeastern Maine.
Canada’s Maritime Provinces: so close and so different. These are from a recent expedition to parts of New Brunswick and Nova Scotia. When the tide is low in the Bay of Fundy, it is low. Click here for a gallery. As always, use the right arrows to speed up the views, if you’d like.
Eats on The Airline, the section of Maine Route 9 between Bangor and Calais, a traditional route from northern New England to Canada’s maritime provinces. Accounts differ on why it’s called The Airline, but apparently it’s because Route 9 is a shortcut across northeastern Maine. And there is something about it, cruising along rolling, glaciated hills in the north woods past blueberry fields and old cemeteries, that makes you feel as though you are up high and remote. Definitely remote. Take a look at a map. Still enough business for Mace’s American Snackbar and Grill in Aurora though.
Summer has arrived on Lake Champlain (Shelburne, VT).