There is this nice little town right on the Pacific Ocean.
There are many houses that front this beach.
That’s a serious longliner. Since when did they come with helicopters?
Looking at Costa Rica.
A dog enjoying the sand and a back scratch…
Capn Scott
Part of the pic-a-day project… Check it out at http://onephotoperday.com
sunset through the leaves… photograph taken in Buenos Aires, Argentina…
Capn Scott
It’s so difficult to get high tech stuff here. Typically, I have to find someone coming to Buenos Aires and trust them with transporting my stuff…
Star filter from the window
Then a trip to reserva Costanera… yellow graduated filter on the sky
graduated neutral density filter on the sky
graduated blue filter on the sky .. definitely fixes the blue in the sky
graduated green filter on the sky
graduated green filter on the ground
combination graduated blue filter on the sky and graduated green filter on the ground… a perfect world…
graduated red filter on the sky … life on mars???
combination graduated blue filter on the sky and graduated red filter on the ground…
combination graduated blue filter on the sky and graduated yellow filter on the ground… Hmmm… the artistic possibilities have changed…
Capn Scott
Happy New Year to all… Another Saturday that starts out with a call from Diego. Today we’re off to the Rosedal Gardens.
My sentiments… If you’re gonna scratch, make a face at the same time…
Very photogenic
The entire garden was comprised mainly of roses.
And almost surrounded by a very nice small lake with boat rentals and all the good stuff.
More roses
Many varieties
On the outside of one corner of the park was a very nice evergreen area.
This is a normal street in Palermo. Very nicely treed.
Definitely a nice area of town. Oh, by the way, I moved to Palermo a couple of weeks ago.
Capn Scott
Another great day, that again starts off with a call from Diego…
On our way to the cemetery… (now that’s a loaded beginning to a paragraph) we stopped at a local train station. But behind the station was a train cemetery… (like how I tied that one together???)
This old train yard had some really interesting old trains in various states of disrepair.
And, of course bits and pieces.
I thought this was an interesting view from the inside of an antique car carrier.
Just rusting away in a field of wildflowers.
The real train station was very busy. Trains coming and going and this maze of tracks.
Yep, we made it to the cemetery finally. There were some nice statues, but not awe inspiring rock sculptures of the cemetery in Recoleta. Diego and I shoot pretty good as a team. Very soon, I’ll finish adding all the photos to stockonlinephotos.com , but I will also be adding Diego’s shots also.
Capn Scott
Within a short walk of the Zoo, there is a small slice of paradise called Jardín Japonés. This is a very beautiful Japanese Garden right in the middle of the city.
It, of course, has a very Japanese feel and look to it.
And, it’s just a short walk from Plaza Italia.
There are many authentic Japanese symbols.
What would a Japanese Park be without hungry begging Coy???
I just want to ask the builder of this bridge one question, “Did you forget something?”.
Lots of really large boulders very nicely placed.
You can see that there was some serious design work done here. Pretty much everything is perfect. And everything is maintained immaculately. A pleasant walk in the park on a beautiful Sunday morning with the digital camera.
Capn Scott
I guess most people would’ve taken the plane. It’s not 23 hours…
I’m also not most people…
Many times the journey is better than the destination. This time the destination is great, and the journey came in a close second… This is my first time through the Andes Mountain range. It was pretty impressive.
I enjoyed Chile, but now understand why there aren’t too many expats living there. It seems that everything is double the American price. Really… So… I left… And, took the long bus ride through the Andes Mountains.
It was pretty cool to see the skiers on the lift travel above the road on several of the passages.
In this section with the ski lift, the road winds back and forth up the side of the steep mountain.
In one area, there were some clouds that gave the mountains a dark angry look.
And in other areaas, it was just another beautiful day in the mountains.
These dudes were big and grand. The bus motor really got a workout climbing through this.
This is the springtime here and there is still alot of snow available.
There’s a small guage rail that runs along the side of the road in many places. It seems to be non-functioning, there were places that the tracks were missing and such. This little bridge looked a bit out of place.
Definitely a treat. I haven’t been through snow-capped mountains in many years.
As seen from the Argentinian side. The first to find that trail must have been pretty bold. I can’t imagine how many tried and didn’t make it…
More photos are in the gallery located here.
Upon arriving at the Mendoza bus terminal, we were surrounded by 12 policia and 4 narco policia. It seems that they got a tip that a passenger or the bus was carrying some drugs. We were instructed to exit the bus before the terminal and everything was searched. They emptied the entire bus contents onto the asphalt. And, I mean everything. I watched them sniff shoe polish and squirt every lotion and such to check… This was one of the few times where being a gringo in South America was a good thing. They pretty much didn’t search my stuff or really bother me and apologized for the inconvenience. Though, I had to carry all my bags to the terminal…
After arriving here, I now understand why this is called “the Paris of South America”. This city is absolutely precious. I see myself here for a while shooting oodles of pictures. There is ancient architecture, great foliage, interesting parks, old churches, animals, etc… What a great atmosphere. This city feels more alive than any city that I’ve been in for some time. The people are genuinely interested in your thoughts and opinions. And it feels very family. There is a cultural, kind of artsie, flare here. There is also a bit of a pronunciation difference. Playa is pronounced Plazscha. You don’t have a llama, you have a Zschama. And the pronunciation is very italian… Just love it…
And, of course, more pics of this unique city as I get the chance to adventure inside with my camera… I’m hoping to journey to the Iguazu falls in the next couple of weeks. But first, I need to finish a couple of websites and try to generate a little income to pay for all of this…
Capn Scott