Dogs on Bikes



I was dri­ving to work a cou­ple of days ago when I spot­ted these women car­ry­ing dogs on their bikes. I was amazed that the woman in front could carry three good-sized canines on a sin­gle bicy­cle. That is, until I passed her and saw that she was actu­ally car­ry­ing four dogs.
This of course raises all sorts of ques­tions. How do you train four dogs to calmly sit in wire bas­kets on your bicy­cle? Does she actu­ally ride with the dogs, or is the bicy­cle sim­ply eas­ier to man­age than a quadru­ple dog­gie stroller? Do the dogs leap into and out of the bas­kets them­selves, or does the woman have to man­u­ally install her canine bal­last? Per­haps the most impor­tant bit of infor­ma­tion — which dog gets to ride in the place of promi­nence on the han­dle­bars? Do they rotate? Is the sole for­ward pas­sen­ger sim­ply the eldest? Was it the best behaved on that par­tic­u­lar day? Or per­haps it’s the orig­i­nal, and the three in the back are all clones. And what about the poor dog stuck on the sec­ond bike all by itself?
Update: Thanks to Les­ley and her dad John for iden­ti­fy­ing the dogs as shel­ties. I guessed col­lies, but what do I know?

Blue Heron

A few weeks ago, Veron­ica and I spent the week­end at her grandmother’s in Neshkoro, WI. It was a nice relax­ing week­end — we read, hung out on and around a cou­ple of lakes, went canoing, and made s’mores two nights in a row. On Sat­ur­day after­noon, we took a neighbor’s pedal boat out on the lake. Those things are not built for any­one taller than about 5’6″. But, I digress. Soon after leav­ing shore, we spot­ted a great blue heron fish­ing for its lunch. We stalked it for awhile, and I took a bunch of pic­tures. Luck­ily, we were sta­ble enough for me to use a long lens. Three of my best pics are below, and there are a few more in the gallery.


More Folklife Pics

My next batch of scanned pho­tos is from this year’s Folk­life Fes­ti­val in Seat­tle. I’ve added 33 pho­tos, which brings my total (includ­ing my first gallery of dig­i­tal pics) to 60. High­lights of this album include a retro-punk busker, a fam­ily that evi­dently got a dis­count on flo­ral cloth, a break­dancer, the adorable lit­tle girl seen at right, some soul­ful and well-dressed gospel singers, and my friend Jerin cap­ti­vat­ing the under-12 demo­graphic. Click the pic to see the entire gallery.

Zoo Pics

I’ve recently had a bunch of film devel­oped, some of it months old. I’ve also dis­cov­ered that one of the UW library com­puter labs has two fancy Nikon Super Coolscan 5000 slide/negative scan­ners. They take longer than my flatbed scan­ner, but scan­ning neg­a­tives pro­duces much sharper and richer images than you get scan­ning prints. So long story short (too late?), I’ll be post­ing a bunch of pic­tures over the next week or so. The first lit­tle batch comes from a trip to the zoo.

The Henry Vilas Zoo in Madi­son is free and open year-round. In the win­ter though, I don’t imag­ine that many of the ani­mals are out­side, other than species like polar bears and pen­guins. Not hav­ing made it to the zoo in the fall, I had to wait through many months of win­ter for a chance to visit in decent weather. Veron­ica and I went dur­ing our spring break, which was at the begin­ning of April.

Capy­baras

The zoo is fairly small, as one might expect from an insti­tu­tion with no admis­sion charge (the National Zoo not with­stand­ing). The habi­tats seem small, which I thought might be a sign of their age. But, most of the zoo has appar­ently been redone in the last 20 years or so. Most of the ani­mals were out, but some (e.g.: giraffes and pen­guins) were nowhere to be seen. I think the area I liked the best was the aviary — not huge, but a nice walk-through facil­ity with lots of col­or­ful birds flit­ting around.

I’m hop­ing to get back to the zoo some­time this sum­mer to see (I hope) all of the ani­mals, and maybe shoot some more pics. The small size of the zoo lends itself to casual vis­its; you can make an entire cir­cuit in about an hour. It’s also nice to be able to drop by with­out hav­ing to shell out big bucks for admission.

Folklife Wrapup

This year’s folk­life fes­ti­val went quite smoothly for those of us involved in pro­duc­tion. The crew was great, vet­er­ans and Folk­life rook­ies alike. In my par­tic­u­lar area, sig­nage, I had two very capa­ble assis­tants — Matthew and Tim. Matthew is the son of one of my mom’s long-time friends, and he and I haven’t seen each other for about six­teen years. It was nice to see him again and do a lit­tle catch­ing up. But, I digress. The nature of sig­nage is such that you rush around before the fes­ti­val putting signs and ban­ners up, but every­thing gen­er­ally calms down by the sec­ond morn­ing of the actual run. Matthew was only with us for a cou­ple of days before the fes­ti­val, but Tim was there through the whole run. As a result, Tim and I had alot of free time to go out and enjoy the fes­ti­val. With two good guys help­ing out and four fes­ti­vals already under my belt, this year was quite stress-free. From what I heard from other areas (pro­gram­ming, spon­sor­ship, etc.), it seems as though every­one had a pretty smooth run.

March Fourth Hula
Hooper

Despite the rel­a­tively low-key nature of this year’s fes­ti­val, it still wore me out. I was there usu­ally between seven and eight in the morn­ing, and never left before six, although some nights I was there con­sid­er­ably later. On Mon­day, Tues­day, and Wednes­day nights we par­tied too, first cel­e­brat­ing the end of the fes­ti­val proper, then var­i­ous stages of the take-down process. On Wednes­day night (the biggest cel­e­bra­tion), some of my co-workers started pes­ter­ing me to come back out to work at Bum­ber­shoot, an arts fes­ti­val that takes place over Labor Day week­end. I guess I won’t be in school yet then, but it’ll sort of depend on the pay and what I’m up to in Madison.

With all the free time I had, I was able to snap quite a few pic­tures. I’ve posted a num­ber of dig­i­tal shots, but I have a few rolls of film to develop and scan, as well. At the moment, my gallery con­sists largely of pics from two groups — March Fourth, a punk march­ing band with stilt-walkers and a hula-hooping anti-cheerleader, and The Lions of Batu­cada, a samba bate­ria from Port­land. There are also a few other pics show­ing var­i­ous other things, includ­ing the crowds, a herd of hurdy-gurdies, and some of the more provoca­tive pro­pa­ganda being car­ried around the fes­ti­val grounds. Any of the thumb­nails above will take you to the gallery.

My New Axe

A cou­ple of months ago, I wrote about going to Min­neapo­lis to try out new bas­soons. I brought two back with me for longer trial peri­ods. Both were great instru­ments, and I had a tough time decid­ing which I liked bet­ter. After a lot of back-and-forth (and an exten­sion of my trial period), I picked one — a Püch­ner 5000C. It has a beau­ti­ful tone, and is much more respon­sive and pro­ject­ing than my old Fox. The fin­ish, which they call “Alta Welt” (“Old World”), is gor­geous. In addi­tion to the stan­dard keys, it’s got an A-flat/B-flat trill key and a D/E-flat trill key. It has a whis­per key lock for each thumb, and a whole bunch of rollers. Prob­a­bly the coolest thing is that the instru­ment is a com­pact model, what some com­pa­nies call the “Gentleman’s Cut.” That is, the bass joint and the bell are split in a dif­fer­ent place from on a stan­dard bas­soon. The bass joint is only as long as the wing joint — a dif­fer­ence of five or six inches. What this means is that you can use a case that’s five or six inches shorter than your stan­dard one. The instru­ment came with a case that I didn’t really like, but Püch­ner agreed to take it back, so Mid­west Musi­cal Imports gave me a siz­able dis­count. Using some of that dis­count, I bought a really nice case by Brazil­ian maker Mar­cus Bonna. It’s so com­pact that peo­ple tell me it looks like a dou­ble clar­inet case. Any­way, here are a few dig­i­tal pics I took yes­ter­day of my new bas­soon. Click any of them to go to a gallery with more pics.

Fotos de Brasil

Finally, my Brazil pic­tures are up. I man­aged to sort through them last night, and post them this after­noon. I have them some­what cat­e­go­rized. Under the main Brazil gallery, you’ll find gal­leries for Mas­ter­classes, Rehearsals and Con­certs, Trav­el­ing, Par­ty­ing, Jaraguá do Sul (the city in which the fes­ti­val was held), and Flo­ri­a­nop­o­lis (the island to which we took a day trip). Since there were so many, I didn’t take the time to enhance, crop, or really alter the pho­tos in any way. I may go back later and improve some of them. Also, I’m hop­ing to write a bit about the trip, which will serve to explain some of the pho­tos a lit­tle bet­ter. But for now, you can just check out the gal­leries linked above.

Folklife Festival

I finally man­aged to have my pho­tos from the Folk­life Fes­ti­val in Seat­tle devel­oped. I’ve posted a few of them, and I’ll take this oppor­tu­nity to do a fes­ti­val wrap-up post. I didn’t take as many pho­tos as in pre­vi­ous years. This was largely due to the fact that it rained three out of the four days of the fes­ti­val. It wasn’t pour­ing that whole time, but it was cloudy and dark, mak­ing the light pretty crappy for flash-free photography.

Signs Galore

I guess I’ll start with what I was actu­ally doing at the fes­ti­val. This was my fourth year work­ing as the festival’s Sig­nage Coor­di­na­tor. What that means is that I’m respon­si­ble for hang­ing signs and ban­ners all over the cam­pus of Seat­tle Cen­ter (where the Space Nee­dle is). The pic at the left shows most of the pre­ex­ist­ing signs — all the signs along the wall are stacked 4–8 deep. Every year, there are also a bunch of new signs and ban­ners (which hadn’t yet arrived when I took the pic­ture, to cover new and dif­fer­ent venues and spe­cial one-year events or appear­ances. The first two years, I was pretty much on my own. In each of the last two years, I’ve had good help from Tahoma and one other person.

The nice thing about work­ing sig­nage is that most of my work is done by Sat­ur­day after­noon (the fes­ti­val always starts on the Fri­day before Memo­r­ial Day, and runs through the Mon­day hol­i­day). So, I get plenty of (paid) time to walk around and enjoy the fes­ti­val. I have to carry a radio in case some­one needs me, but it clips nicely to my cam­era bag.

Peru­vian Buskers

I caught parts of quite a few shows. I saw a num­ber of dance groups: tango, fla­menco, salsa, Zim­bab­wean, Irish, belly, samba, etc. A num­ber of these used canned music, but the few who used live musi­cians were the most inter­est­ing. I heard a wide vari­ety of music (in no par­tic­u­lar order): Taiko drum­ming, jazz, Irish tra­di­tional, punk, klezmer, rock­a­billy, gospel, Afro-pop, reg­gae, blue­grass, folk, etc. Some groups were quite good, some were ok, and some were just down­right weird. One such group was a polka band who played noth­ing but Johnny Cash cov­ers. I didn’t catch their name, which may be for the best.

Aside from what’s hap­pen­ing on the var­i­ous stages (21 of them this year), there are always lots of inter­est­ing buskers dis­trib­uted through­out the grounds. Since the fes­ti­val doesn’t pay the per­form­ers (there’s also no required admis­sion charge, just a sug­gested dona­tion), alot of groups will set up on the side­walk to make some money before or after their shows. There are also pro­fes­sional buskers who usu­ally work down­town Seat­tle, groups or bands who aren’t actu­ally play­ing at the fes­ti­val, and high school (and some­times younger) kids who want to make a few extra bucks. Most buskers are musi­cians, but there’s always a vari­ety of inter­est­ing and bizarre per­for­mance art — human stat­ues, human video games, acro­bats, worm-eating, etc.

Boe Odd­ysey

Folk­life offers really good people-watching oppor­tu­ni­ties, as well. It being a free fes­ti­val, peo­ple of all sorts show up. You see peo­ple of all ages, eth­nic­i­ties, reli­gions, socio-economic sta­tuses, sex­u­al­i­ties, and var­i­ous other lifestyle choices. When­ever I tire of walk­ing around, I’ll just stand or sit some­place and watch the crowd. That can pro­vide hours of enter­tain­ment. One per­son who stands out in the crowd every year is Boe. I don’t know Boe’s whole story, but he vol­un­teers for Folk­life (dur­ing fes­ti­val set-up) every year, and I think he did too much of some­thing in the 60s. He always wears a brightly col­ored skirt, pas­tel scarves, and a bell around his waist. He can be seen at out­door shows of all descrip­tions wav­ing around bunches of his scarves, which he bungee-cords to each wrist. He’s bizarre, but he seems to always be hav­ing fun.

Well, that prob­a­bly should have been split up into mul­ti­ple posts, but I had to make up for post­ing almost noth­ing when I was actu­ally in Seat­tle. Each of the pic­tures above links to a larger ver­sion of that par­tic­u­lar pic, but you can see all my pho­tos from this year’s fes­ti­val here. Also, check out my gal­leries from past years: Folk­life 2003 Folk­life 2005. I worked the fes­ti­val in 2004 also, but I got strep and mono part-way through and had to go home. So, no pic­tures from that year.

Deception Pass

After arriv­ing in Seat­tle on Thurs­day, I went down­town to meet my dad, who was there for a con­fer­ence. From there, we drove north to Mount Ver­non to stay with Becky, one of his Irish music cohorts. Yes­ter­day, we drove around a bit, explor­ing the town and the sur­round­ings. One place we went was Decep­tion Pass, a steep and nar­row pass sep­a­rat­ing two of the San Juan Islands — Whid­bey and Fidalgo. We parked first on Pass Island, which lies in the mid­dle of the pass, con­nected to each island by a bridge. We walked around there abit, then con­tin­ued across the sec­ond bridge and took a longer walk. We saw a cou­ple of bald eagles and one seal, but not a whole lot else in terms of wildlife. Click the pic for more shots of the bridge and the pass.

Fort Morgan in Widescreen

I whipped up a panoramic col­lage from my trip to Fort Mor­gan in Alabama. This view is from atop the south­east­ern bas­tion, look­ing back into the fort. The semi-circular objects in the fore­ground are parts of gun emplace­ments. The gun car­riages swiveled, with a small wheel tra­vers­ing these arcs. The dark con­crete struc­ture in the mid­dle of the pic­ture is Bat­tery Dupor­tail, one of the addi­tions made to the fort around the turn of the twen­ti­eth cen­tury.
Click the thumb­nail for a slightly larger ver­sion. From there, you can click the “View Full Size” link in the upper right-hand cor­ner to see a huge ver­sion, if you so desire.

Crab

Last time I was in Mobile I spent one morn­ing on Dauphin Island, one of the bar­rier islands at the mouth of Mobile Bay. My main objec­tive there was a bird sanc­tu­ary. The refuge isn’t huge, but it has a num­ber of walk­ing trails. The island sus­tained quite a bit of dam­age in last year’s hur­ri­canes, and the refuge was full of fallen trees. Either that has caused birds to bypass the island this year, or Decem­ber was sim­ply the wrong time to see birds there — I didnt see or hear a sin­gle bird with­ing the refuge. Walk­ing along the beach on the sea side of the island, I noticed a tiny crab. There’s noth­ing in the pho­tos for scale, but it was a lit­tle smaller than a quar­ter. Using a macro lens and a close-up adapter, I got in the crab’s face and man­aged to get a cou­ple of pretty good shots. It wasn’t the most coop­er­a­tive of sub­jects — I had to chase it around a lit­tle bit. Click the thumb­nail for a larger version.

Photos Aplenty

About three weeks ago, I finally got around to tak­ing my film from the sum­mer to be devel­oped. Then school started, and pick­ing up the pic­tures fell by the way­side. Last Fri­day, I finally had the time to retreive them. They’d been sit­ting at Tal­la­has­see Cam­era and Image Cen­ter for so long that they’d been moved out of the nor­mal print fil­ing area, and it took awhile for the clerk to locate them. I had a num­ber of rolls processed from a num­ber of dif­fer­ent places and events. I’ve added to some gal­leries in which I pre­vi­ously had only dig­i­tal pho­tos, and cre­ated one new gallery as well.

First up are more pho­tos from my visit to Lummi Island in north­ern Wash­ing­ton. Lummi, which is access­able only by ferry, is one of the northen­most of the San Juan Islands. I’ve added pic­tures of more and more inter­est­ing starfish, a hum­ming­bird (which rep­re­sent a small por­tion of the abun­dant avian life that vis­its the very col­or­ful yard of my friends Mary and Jim), and some inter­est­ing beach views.

Fla­menco Dancers

I had posted a few dig­i­tal shots from this summer’s North­west Folk­life Fes­ti­val, but the bulk of my pho­to­graphic work there was done with film. I’ve added 35 more pho­tos of musi­cians, dancers, street per­form­ers, pro­test­ers, and oth­ers. Since I was work­ing at the fes­ti­val, I couldn’t see every act I wanted to. Also, I didn’t want to dis­turb per­form­ers at indoor venues by using a flash. For these rea­sons, my pho­tos are largely con­fined to out­door stages and sidewalks.

After leav­ing Seat­tle, I flew to Austin, TX for the 2005 Inter­na­tional Dou­ble Reed Soci­ety Con­fer­ence. I spent most of my time there hang­ing out with the ASU bas­soon stu­dio, who were all there to per­form. Most of my pic­tures are of their con­cert with composer/pianist/ bas­soon­ist Bill Dou­glas. Again, I didn’t want to use flash, so I couldn’t make use of any long lenses.

Egret

The last of the new pho­tographs come from Wakulla Springs, just a few miles south of Tal­la­has­see. Wakulla Springs has a num­ber of claims to fame. Its boat tours offer views of plenty of wildlife, includ­ing birds, tur­tles, alli­ga­tors, and deer. When rain hasn’t coulded the water, glass-bottom boats lets vis­i­tors look over 100 feet down into the spring cave. Recent expe­di­tions have estab­lished this cave sys­tem as one of the largest aquatic cave sys­tems in the world. A num­ber of impor­tant archao­log­i­cal and pale­on­to­log­i­cal finds have also been made at the park. A large quan­tity of mastodon bones have been found, some of which still lie deep in the springs. Unfor­tu­nately, the water was cloudy and the glass-bottom boat tours were not run­ning. But, we took the reg­u­lar boat tour through the river and saw quite a bit.

New Pics

I’ve man­aged to post a few pic­tures from my recent trav­els. I’ve uploaded my dig­i­tal pho­tos (for me cur­rently, dig­i­tal = sim­ple point-and-shoot = not always very good) from the Folk­life Fes­ti­val, the bar crawl after fin­ish­ing work on the fes­ti­val, and the IDRS con­fer­ence. Even­tu­ally, I’ll get my film devel­oped and prints scanned. Also, I should have a ton more pics from the con­fer­ence to post once Julie sends me her dig­i­tal pho­tos. Oh, and I’m going to try to actu­ally post once in awhile.

St. Marks Wildlife Refuge

Last week­end, my dad and I took a day trip to St. Marks Wildlife Refuge. The refuge lies about 45 min­utes south of Tal­la­has­see, right on the coast. We saw quite a few birds, includ­ing egrets, a num­ber of herons, a loud group of nest­ing cor­morants, some nest­ing anhin­gas, and four or five bald eagles. Unfor­tu­nately, I didn’t get any good pics of the eagles, as they were quite far away. For non-avian fauna, we saw four or five alli­ga­tors and a bunch of small rodents of some kind. We also got the chance to try out my dad’s new huge 500mm lens. I’ve scanned pho­tos from my first roll, and will put up more as soon as I fin­ish the sec­ond roll.

Spring Break… finally

Our spring break was almost three weeks ago now, but I’m just now get­ting the time to scan my pho­tos and write about it. I spent a won­der­ful time in St. Augus­tine with my mom and her friend Caneta. We saw lots of neat stuff, like: Anas­ta­sia State Park, the Mis­sion of Nom­bre de Dios, the Castillo de San Mar­cos (“The Fort”), the Jack­sonville Zoo, Bulow Plan­ta­tion ruins, Fort Matan­zas, and the Anas­ta­sia Light­house. I’d con­sid­ered writ­ing up a whole account of the trip, but that would’ve been much longer than any­one would want to read. So, I’ve taken the dras­tic step of actu­ally label­ing (most of) the pho­tos from the trip. Click the pic­ture of the cozy bar­racks (not as nice as the beach condo we stayed in, but per­haps slightly larger) to see all of my spring break photos.

Pics from Last Weekend


While in Fort Myers last week­end, I was able to spend a cou­ple of after­noons on Estero and Sani­bel Islands pho­tograph­ing wildlife. This trip, I remem­bered my ‘real’ cam­era, and my dig­i­tal cam­era man­aged to not die. I had my film devel­oped the other day, but just got around to sort­ing and scan­ning this evening. There are two sets — a few pics from Bowditch Point in Fort Myers Beach on Estero Island, and a bunch of shots from the “Ding” Dar­ling Wildlife Refuge on Sani­bel Island. Click the thumb­nails to see the rest of my photos.