Showing posts with label Nova Scotia. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nova Scotia. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

Lost Shots of Nova Scotia: To Whom It May Concern...

Sick day... here are some random shots from Nova Scotia that were never posted:

Could have done a whole post on grammatical issues

 Oh, the vulgarity....

Halifax, NS is coated in positive, self-esteem building graffiti. 

Thursday, June 3, 2010

Meat Cove, Nova Scotia

Tuesday, June 1, 2010

Bras d'Or Lake, Nova Scotia

Sunday, May 30, 2010

Bay of Fundy

The Bay of Fundy, located between New Brunswick and Nova Scotia, has one of the highest tidal ranges in the world.  While I wasn't able to shoot both extremes, you can still get an idea below of just how much changes in twelve hours.  Today's tidal range was over 30 feet, and the below shot was taken about thirty minutes shy of low tide. 

Economy, NS

While the area is ideal for swimming during high tide, during low tide it is just miles of mud.  The below picture doesn't do justice, but I was hard-pressed to even spot the body of water that had receded.

Five Islands, NS

 World's Largest Carnivorous Strawberry

Saturday, May 29, 2010

Bay St. Lawrence, Nova Scotia

On the way up North today, I came across a gigantic relay race that appeared to have the entire province out in support.  Turns out it was the Cabot Trail Relay Race, a 48-hour team relay race across 185 miles of the northern coast.  Teams of 17 spend the off-shifts shuttling up the course to cheer on fellow runners.  While I wasn't able to take any real pictures of the indescribably unique form encouragement these supporters gave (let's just say it entailed overweight men in spandex body suits dancing, a gigantic mouse mascot, pirates, lobsters, and a LOT of cowbell), it created quite the scene.  Later in the day I came across Mark Cambell, an 'ultramarathoner' who attempted to run the full 185 miles on his own.  While I didn't realize it at the time I passed him, it turned out the press at the top of the hill was there because he had fallen ill and was about to give up.  He ran approx. 96 miles before being shuttled off to the hospital. 

Of course the only picture I manage to capture is of the most normal race supporters

Another day, another encounter with a "World's Largest...." site

 World's Largest Native American Holding A Torch

Friday, May 28, 2010

Nova Scotia

I'm in Nova Scotia.  It's very windy.  I'm surrounded by the ocean and rocky cliffs.  I love it.


Today was mostly a driving day (side-note: I drove 700-miles before I saw my first cop) and the weather wasn't particularly great either.  While the conditions took the beauty out of most of what my camera could capture today, it has been one heck of a gorgeous tour so far.


Crashing in the northern part of Nova tonight and then traveling along the coast down to Halifax tomorrow.  Was planning to be up for sunrise, but that is at 4am EST and I might need more than four hours of sleep.

I sat on a thorn bush while taking this shot

Everywhere I go there is a new, "World's Largest [random item]! Next Exit!"

My homework assignment when I get a chance: Research the waste disposal practices of Nova Scotia.  I don't know what is happening here, but 50% of the driveways I pass are stacked with trash.  I'm not talking bags of your normal disposable items--I'm talking like stoves, mattresses, oil furnaces (the most-common), and just about any other major appliance you would find in a kitchen or a basement.  Now, don't get me wrong--this place is very clean.  In New England, 'adopt-a-highway' means a crew of a dozen people pick up a good 50 bags of trash along a couple-mile stretch of highway.  In New Brunswick/Nova Scotia, it was one man walking down the highway with no trash bag, picking up the rare items of trash by hand.

And to think how pissed Waste Management gets in NE when you don't sort your plastics...