Aurora Borealis

A few years ago, we took a short trip up to Norway to see our friends Aaron and Coree, as well as go looking for the Northern Lights (or the aurora borealis).  Since we went in February, there was some daylight, but plenty of night in which to experience the dancing lights.

 

As you can see, we were fortunate and able to see them, but more on that later.

 

We enjoyed the cultural experiences and, of course, the museums.

 

 

These are images from the Fram Museum and focuses on polar exploration.

 

The museum’s namesake ship.

 

 

Rather austere living conditions.

 

 

After a couple days, Anna and I left Alexander in the care of our friends and headed back into the Arctic Circle for a few days in Tromsø.  We started by using the limited daylight to take the Fjellheisen cable car up a mountain for sweeping panoramic views.

 

 

The Arctic Cathedral.

 

 

 

We took a Northern Lights safari… think big bus with lots of people out to likely sites.  Once we arrived, everyone got out and tromped through the snow and ice to a good spot, away from artificial lights.

 

I’m sure you’re aware of how the aurora comes to be seen, however, if not, here’s a quick (overly simplified explanation).  The sun emits radiation.  When the radiation reaches the Earth, it interacts with the poles and the Earth’s magnetosphere.  That interaction produces a dancing or blanket light over the higher latitudes of the Earth.  We were told around 70 degrees is ideal… conveniently the same latitude as Tromsø.

The different colors represent the different altitude and gases that the Sun’s radiation encounters in the atmosphere.  The red is the highest level and is oxygen based.  The green color is by far the most common and happens at a lower altitude.  The interaction is both nitrogen and oxygen to produce the green light.

 

 

 

The yellow is a combination of the red and green reactions.

 

 

It was a simply beautiful display in the night sky … dancing lights.

 

 

 

 

 

 

After several hours of braving the cold and dark winterscape, we headed back to the hotel.

 

During the day, we took a driving tour of the surrounding countryside.  It was equally beautiful during the day.

 

 

 

 

After a few days in the Arctic Circle, we flew back down to Oslo to hang out with our friends a while longer, then back down to Southern Europe.

 

It was a great trip…

 

Until the next time.

 

–Jim

 

 

 

Hawaii – January 2015

In January 2015, we decided to travel back to one of our favorite destinations … the island of Oahu in Hawai’i.  While we were there, I had the opportunity to join professional photographer, Marie, on one of her day trip photography expeditions. bluehawaiiphototours.com/ It was a great day and even though the weather didn’t cooperate, I learned quite a bit.  So, thanks again, Marie!

Here are a few images I made that day.

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The mangrove trees in Hawai’i are MUCH bigger than those on Guam.

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Another beautiful rainbow over a Raintree (or Monkey Pod Tree).
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At our next location, we hiked through the jungle for a ways to be rewarded with another beautiful waterfall.  Shortly after we arrived, a family joined us.  They were waiting patiently for me to finish setting up my images (which I ended up not liking very well).  The family explained that they had come to take pictures as well.  I offered to make some images for them.  They were quite photogenic and it was fun to help them out.  Here are a few images…

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The rain made the hike rather slick, but also glistened off the bark of some trees.

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After our short hike, we continued toward the North Shore and its irresistible and iconic shrimp trucks.  While Giovanni’s exterior doesn’t scream cleanliness, the artistry and taste were incredible!

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After a little sustenance, we continued to the main attraction — the Pipeline and it’s big water surfing.  That day was rainy, but there were still plenty of people in the water.  Plus, the waves weren’t too big… at least for these guys!

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Lemme take a selfie… In the rain!

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There were places that the waves pounded the shore.  This is Shark’s Cove, where we had been snorkeling just a few months prior.  It was not good snorkeling weather today!

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Since it was humpback whale season, I went out a couple times.  Here we were fortunate to see a couple.  This whale was very playful with the nearby boaters!

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The rainbows are always gorgeous in Hawai’i.  The boat I was on also had a number of “performance art” passengers.  The three young girls broke out into a rousing rendition of “Somewhere over the rainbow.”

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On a later whale watching tour, we attempted to see more whales.  On the way out, we saw an unusual sight — a 747, F-15 and F-22 all in the same frame!

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As for the whale watching… there were a number of other animals, but only a couple whales in the distance.  Fortunately, the Pacific Bottle Nose Dolphins came to play and say hi.

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Soon after our whale watching, Anna and I hopped back into a relatively comfortable aircraft and made the 8+ hour flight back to Guam and the kids who were being well taken care of by Nani and Papi.

 

Until the next adventure…

–Jim

The Netherlands

So, I’m finally getting to post some images from previous trips.

 

These are from my trip in 2012 to the Netherlands.  I won’t add any commentary, as the images speak for themselves.  It was another amazing visit to one of my favorite places in the world.  These are from the Keukenhof Garden … always an impressive display of floral beauty.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

A brewery tour of Heineken.  Although the beer is not my favorite in the world, it was a great tour and experience.

 

 

 

 

 

So, that covers it for now,  I’ll post a few more older trips, then on to the new images.

 

–Jim

The island Republic of Malta

Ok, so I’ve been working on this post for WAY too long.  I’m going to finish it and then post pictures I’m sure most of you would prefer to see … Lily Anna.  First, on with Malta. Over the holidays, Anna and I decided to go to the historic southern European country of Malta.  This tiny republic has played a very historic role for several millennia .  In western culture (particularly Christian), Malta is the (in)famous site where St. Paul was shipwrecked.  That is, at least according to the Book of Acts 27-28 in the bible. I doubt the ships looked the same in St Paul’s day, but they are quite colorful these days.  However, it is possible, since it is said the design of the boats can be attributed to the Phoenicians who arrive on the island around 800 BCE.

 

 

 

These boats are from the charming fishing village of Marsaxlokk.  We stopped for a while for a delicious fish filled lunch.

 

 

 

In more modern times, Marsaxlokk Bay was made famous with the Malta Conference of 1989.  It was here that US President George H.W. Bush and USSR Chairman Mikhail Gorbachev met in December of that year to declare an end to the Cold War. At the conference, Mr. Gorbachev said “The world is leaving one epoch and entering another. We are at the beginning of a long road to a lasting, peaceful era. The threat of force, mistrust, psychological and ideological struggle should all be things of the past.”  Sadly, that has not proven to be the case … yet.  Perhaps soon we will enter into a period of peace.  Maybe even one that can be long lasting.  I know we can all agree that the world would be a much better place, if that were the case.   Below are more boats from the village.  The conference was conducted on boats that are much larger.  However, because a large storm hit early December 1989, and the US ship that was to host the conference was moored in relatively unprotected waters, the conference was nicknamed the “Seasick Summit.”  Fortunately, they two leaders were able to go aboard the Soviet ship and the conference was able to progress.

 

 

 

The architecture was quite unusual too.  Nearly all the house had a enclosed wooden balcony.  Apparently, they are remnants of British influence in the 18th century.  As with many things in Malta, they also have an Arab/North Africa influence with possible roots in muxrabija windows.  They were built to provide a secluded vantage point for women and slaves to see the street without being seen themselves.

 

 

The Maltese language also has strong influences from the Arabic language, which is logical due to it’s proximity to North Africa.  However, since the island was ruled by the Brits for 150 years, nearly everyone can speak English.  But, before we talk about modern history, Malta has some remnants of ancient civilization.  In fact, they have temples that are 4-6,000 years old.  in 2009, they were covered in an attempt to protect them from the elements.  This is the Ħaġar Qim site built 3600 – 3200 BCE.  For context, the Great Sphinx and the Pyramids of Giza in Egypt are thought to have been built around 2600 – 2500 BCE, a thousand years later.

 

 

A limited view of the stone structures.  Unfortunately, the protective tent precludes better perspective of the site, but the complexity is quite impressive.

 

The statuette below was found in the Ħaġar Qim temple and is called the Venus of Malta.  She is from 3600 – 2500 BCE and is made of fired clay. As you can see, her proportions are very lifelike.  Although the statuette is quite small, it is quite intricately crafted.   Today, she is housed in the National Museum of Archaeology in Valletta.

 

 

Another impressive artifact found at the museum is the “Sleeping Lady.” She was found at the Ħal Saflieni Hypogeum, from the same era and is very small, measuring only 12cm.  There is debate as to why she is in repose…  Could it be the innocence of restful sleep or the eternal kind?  Was she a priestess or merely a beautiful, voluptuous woman?  We’ll never know…

 

This is the lower site, Mnajdra, which was possibly used for astrological work. Both sites are among the most ancient religious sites in the world and have UNESCO status.

 

We happened to be in Valletta for their New Year’s celebration.  Although it was small compared to say Amsterdam or New York, it was huge for a small country like Malta.  As you can see, the buildings were well lit and decorated.  Since the island is overwhelmingly Catholic, the Christmas decorations were ubiquitous.

 

Although not as renowned as Murano glass in Venice, the Maltese glass company Mdina is quite good.

 

For some reason, my eye is often drawn to groups of police.

 

The main event for the night was a concert by Airport Impressions.  Malta has a thriving music scene, and this band won the Best Band honors last year.

This is another Maltese performer … although we would say slightly less talented but very enthusiastic.

 

Happy New Year!

 

Another oddity of Maltese culture was the dress.  Particularly for young girls.  For a seemingly conservative Catholic country, the dresses were impossibly short and heels ungainly high. At least on New Year’s eve.  As an aside to highlight the conservative nature of the society … Malta passed a law (after a 53% referendum approving the change) only last year to legalize divorce.  Now, only the Philippines and the Vatican City prohibit divorce.  Here is a photo from the day after (bus ride of shame?) to give you an idea of what the dresses and heels looked like.  We watched many a teenage girl struggle with the cobblestone streets and stairs that are omnipresent.

 

We also took a boat tour to see the beautiful architecture of the island.  As you can see the rock and quarried stone have a natural golden beauty.

 

Much of the beautiful baroque construction came from the Knights Hospitaller (or the Order of the Knights of Saint John).  They came to the island in 1530.  Their story is an interesting one … at least for the first 50 years.  The knights had previously been on the island of Rhodes, but as a result of their ongoing “Crusades” AKA their religious wars with the Ottoman Empire, they were defeated in 1522.  After wandering looking for a home throughout Europe, the Knights were given the island of Malta by the Holy Roman Emperor Charles V in 1530.  His annual payment (and subsequent Spanish kings’) was one falcon. Side note —  These Maltese Falcons were the historic inspiration for the eponymous book by Dashiell Hammett and the classic 1941 Humphrey Bogart film. Once the Knights arrived on the island, they set about improving the infrastructure and re-enforcing the defenses.  Plus, as their name suggests, they also improved the hospitals.  All these changes proved essential.  In 1565, under the reign of Sulieman the Magnificent, the Ottoman’s decided to strike back.  After seemingly endless victories, the Ottoman’s appeared invincible to the Europeans.  So, when a force of around 48,000 laid siege to Malta in the summer of 1565, the Knights and their local hosts were faced with difficult odds of survival.  However, through the excellent leadership of the Frenchman Jean Parisot de Valette and some misdirection, the knights and their force of about 6,000 were able to turn back the Ottoman’s superior force.  This event was celebrated throughout Europe and broke the Ottoman illusion of invincibility.  Two centuries after the battle, even Voltaire cited the event when he said “nothing is better known than the siege of Malta.”

 

After the successful defense of the island, the Knights began construction on the beautiful city of Valetta … to honor their Grand Master who led the defense.    The order is independent of the church, but the Grand Master is equivalent to a junior cardinal in the church.  Today, the Sovereign Military Order of Malta is headquartered in Rome to focus on hospital and humanitarian aid as an order of the Catholic Church and has international sovereignty, including Observer status in the United Nations.

 

In 1798, Napoleon I stopped in Malta on his way down to Egypt.  Since a large number of the Knights were French or descendants of French citizens, they welcomed the French Army.  Although he only stayed 2 days in June, Napoleon I had a lasting influence.  Not the least of which because he claimed the island for France.  Since the Order forbade the knights from taking up arms against other Christians, the protectors of the island were helpless to stop the French take-over.  After the French army left, only 3,000 troops remained on the island.

 

Unfortunately, the French garrison’s behavior galvanized dislike for the French (i.e. looting the churches to fund Napoleon’s wars … in a fiercely proud Catholic country, that was an ill advised action).  So, in 1800 the locals were aided by the United Kingdom, Kingdom of Sicily and Kingdom of Naples.  Their support defeated the French on the island and the Maltese leaders turned to Great Britain to protect the island.  They did so and as part of the Treaty of Paris in 1814, Malta became part of the United Kingdom.  The Brits provided improvements and the opening of the Suez Canal in the mid-nineteenth century further enhanced Malta’s strategic location.  As you can see below, the Victoria Gate celebrated the Queen at the end of the 19th century.

 

The Maltese people provided a pivotal role in both World Wars.  In fact, the people of Malta showed such bravery that the Island was awarded the King George’s Cross for bravery during the siege of Malta in 1942.  The Cross remains on the flag today.  In 1964, a negotiated independence from the UK was achieved, with Queen Elizabeth II remaining as head of state.  10 years later, the island declared itself a republic with an elected president as the head of state, but still remained a part of the commonwealth.  In 1980, the Republic of Malta adopted a stance of neutrality.  This enabled that Seasick Summit in 1989 to negotiate the end of the Cold War.  Finally in 1990, the long process of joining the European Union began.  The final phase of which was the inclusion in the Euro Zone in 2008.

Today, Malta enjoys its continued unique status as one of the southernmost countries in Europe.  The photo below shows a modern ferry that operates between Malta and Sicily.  On its delivery run in 2010 from Australia, the crew ran across pirate skiffs off the coast of Sicily.  Fortunately, the ship can travel up to 42 knots and was able to outrun the pirates.

 

Sailors and military members from around the world share some things in common.  There are long stretches of relative boredom.  These are Russian sailors who were in port at Valetta.  I suspect it wasn’t quite the same in 1989.

 

Here are those glass globes again.

 

As witness to the religious nature of the Knights Hospitaller in the baroque era, the St. John’s Co-cathedral is absolutely stunning (it shares cathedral status with the Cathedral of St Paul in Mdina).  It was consecrated in 1578.  Each wing or chapel is dedicated to a different Langue (tongue) to represent the various origins of the knights.  There are eight in total.  One of the treasures is an exquisite painting by Caravaggio.  In his typical fashion, the very moment of the beheading of St John is captured with breath-taking poignancy.  Every time I see one of his master pieces, I’m utterly astounded.  He was truly a master and certainly one of my favorite artists.  As for the man himself … well, it sounds like he was a bit of a scoundrel (at least according to history … which is often far from accurate).  Caravaggio arrive on Malta in 1607 as a skilled 36 year old artist … with a price on his head.  He had apparently killed a man the year before and was a wanted man.  In spite of this, the Grand Master made Caravaggio a knight and commissioned him to paint St John.  Unfortunately, soon after the masterpiece was completed, the artist injured another knight and was thrown into prison.  He was able to escape, but was stripped of his knighthood and called a “foul and rotten member.” Although he managed to escape the island his freedom was short lived.  In Naples he was seriously injured during an attempt on his life.  Susequently, he painted an image with his own head on a platter.  Shortly there after, the job was completed.  In 1610, Caravaggio was killed in suspect circumstances.  Although it has never been proven, some suspect that the Knights Hospitaller of Malta finally finished the job….  We will never know.

 

This is the memorial stone on a tomb of a French knight.  The rough translation of the Latin inscription is … “Ye who tread on me will soon be trodden upon.”  True.

 

So, that completes our time on Malta.  It was a great place and our first trip without the little man (my mother was kind enough to come watch him).

 

Next up will be out of chronological order … I’ll post some images of Lily who was born this week.  🙂

 

Until then…

 

–Jim

Provence with Friends

Hello again everyone.  Sorry once again for my long absence in updating the site.  As you might imagine, I don’t have quite as much free time as I used to.  As such, my time is spent (as much as possible) hanging out with Anna and Alexander.

 

Nevertheless, I hope this post will be the start of a string of 6-7 posts in the very near future to bring the site up to date.  Once baby #2 arrives (assuming all goes well) in a couple weeks, I suspect ability to update will be (understandably) even more diminished.  So, here we go.

Last fall, we had the pleasure of welcoming some of our good friends from Wisconsin in Provence.  Becky, Eric and Andrea were able to hang out with us for about a week.  I can’t speak for them, but we had a lot of fun.  🙂  You know how there are those people who are good house guests and others who are a little less good?  Well, the three of them were fabulous house guests.

 

Here are a few images of their time with us (these are a mix of everyone’s images).  This particular one is jumping ahead chronologically to Corsica, but I thought it would be nice to start with an image of all six of us.

 

As you know, I enjoy wine and the local region has a number of very good producers.  Plus, in France, nearly all the wineries offer free tastings of their product line.  This is contrast to other parts of the world.  No names, but … pretty much all of California (sorry Jewls), where the price is a bit higher … plus, the feel is much less touristy, outside the big houses in Bordeaux/Burgundy/Champagne of course.  This photo is from Domaine St. Hilaire.  The make a few delicious wines.

 

Here we are hanging out one of the first evenings.

 

 

 

Eric has found the other alcohol.  The green bottle is Icelandic schnapps.  It’s wicked stuff.  Kinda like tequila for some people, this makes you (or at least, me) do crazy things … like get in a freezing cold pool in the middle of the night.  Fortunately, I lived to tell the tale.

 

Yep, Andrea finished the glass.

 

Can you tell they’re sisters?

 

We also took a trip a little north of our house to three of my favorite wine villages:  Châteauneuf-du-Pape, Gigondas and Beaumes de Venise.  This image of Eric and Becky is from a great restaurant at the foot of the Château, Verger des Papes.

 

THIS is a seafood salad.  Yum.  Good choice of subject, Andrea.

 

This is what went with the meal…  Ok, just the bottle of wine and the rest was for Alexander.  Oh, and he didn’t partake in the wine, just the Teddy Grahams and puffs.

 

Looking thoughtfully at Eric.

 

Andrea in the ruins of the former summer château of the Pope, when they were based in Avignon.

 

An interesting perspective that Andrea found of the owner of Domaine de la Charbonnières.   She gave a great tour of her small family run business … plus samples of her magnificent products.

 

The sisters in the huge wine-makers hands of Beaumes de Venise.

 

We went again to the beautiful seaside town of Cassis.

 

Plus, took a tour of the Calanques.  Alexander had a good time.

 

Another boat… this was the ferry to Corsica… All six of us piled into this tiny room for a night.  Although it was a tight squeeze, this way we were able have a bed during the voyage AND take our car with us to drive around the island.

 

Sunrise in the port of Bastia.  This image was made by Becky.

 

A snack by the sea.

 

Once we got to the southern side of the island, we took another boat ride to fully appreciate the natural beauty from the sea.

 

A view from our hike around the Lavezzi Islands.  The are very beautiful, but dangerous to sail around … especially during storms.  You can see a white cemetery in the background.  This is where nearly 600 sailors and soldiers are interred.  They were aboard the Sémillante, a French warship, when it was wrecked February 15th, 1855.   en route to the Crimean War in the Black Sea.  Sadly, all 700 aboard were lost.  Those who were found were buried here.  This was one of the single largest single losses in the French navy’s history.

 

Eric and Becky on the beach.

 

Andrea and Becky.

 

A golden Andrea.

 

Anna and I.

 

The little man checking out the sand on his hand.

 

Eric wanted to show the setup of my shots…  I know, it’s a lot of gear.

 

I also wanted to test the water and didn’t have my swim suit.  Yes, I know, I know, I look a little ridiculous.

 

Some of the beautiful but dangerous rocks.

 

Heading back to the cliff top city of Bonifacio.

 

The rock that looks like a giant ship.

 

The spectacular clifftop village of Bonfacio.  It’s impressive to see from the village itself, but even more so when you go down and look up from the sea.

 

 

Bonifacio again.  On the left side, you can see a stairway that was cut into solid rock.  It’s called the King of Aragon Stairway.  It was built around 1420 and legend has it that the stairway was built overnight during a siege of the city, by King Alphonso V (AKA Alphonso the Magnanimous).  However, more likely, it was built to access potable water in the cave underneath by the Franciscan monks … and took MUCH longer than a single night.

 

Here you can see just how precariously the city approaches the edge of the cliff.

 

Part of the boat trip was to go into this cave.  It look impossibly small for our rather large boat to enter.  However, it just barely made it through this opening.

 

 

Here are the three beautiful ladies on top of the cliff.

 

We drove up the west side of the island and left from Napoleon’s birth city, Ajaccio.

 

Well, that wraps up our little tour of Provence with our good friends.  We hope to host them again in the near future.  Eric and Rebecca were kind enough to return the favor for one night in January when we went back to Wisconsin.  As expected, they are as good at hosting as they are house guests.  🙂

It was simply a great week.

 

Until the next time… I’ll be posting images from our short trip to Malta.

–Jim

 

Iceland — golden circle and natural hot springs

One could say that this is the birthplace of democracy.  After Iceland was settled in the 9th century, the Norwegian Viking and Celtic populations needed a vehicle for resolving the needs of the population.  In 930, they decided to meet in a central location … namely, Þingvellir.  It was here (or near here) that parliament was held until 1798.

 

 

 

Next up was to determine the etymology of the word Geyser.  In fact, it comes from Icelandic meaning to gush.  The original gusher is Geysir in Iceland.  However, it doesn’t erupt very regularly … much like the Geyser in Steamboat Springs, CO which is the largest active geyser in the world.  That means two of the four biggest geysers are in the US.  Although Old Faithful is at times larger, Strokkur erupts more regularly.  It seemed to go off every 5 minutes.

 

Since Iceland sits on the mid-Atlantic Ridge, it is literally coming apart at the seams (on the order of 2cm per year).  These water works are a result of that activity.

 

 

Building up…

 

Explosion!

 

 

 

There are numerous hot springs nearby.

 

A wishing well, but seems misplaced and inappropriate to me.

 

A cairn to mark the path.

 

A view of Strokkur from the hill.

 

More evidence of the geothermal activity.

 

After the geyser, we continued to the most famous waterfall in Iceland … Gullfoss (or Golden Waterfall).  As you can see, it descends in two parts.

 

Plunging into the crevice.

 

Anna and Alexander hanging out by the edge.  Unlike the often safety conscious (or paranoid) parks in the US, this one had refreshingly few barriers at the edge of the water.  It’s fairly self-evident that if you were to jump or fall in, it would be a bad day.  Therefore, people could choose the distance where they felt most comfortable.

 

A few flowers by the water’s edge.

 

The falls and rainbow with a longer exposure.

 

We decided that perhaps it was time to get in the water.  One of the best places to do that would be in a geothermal area.  Fortunately, those abound in Iceland.  So, we chose one that was fairly close and accessible by hiking.  We went with the Hengill geothermal area.  At Hengill, you hike for an hour or two (depending on your pace), then come to the confluence of two rivers.  One is glacially fed and the other is geothermal heated.  Depending on how warm you desire, you choose your location.  Meaning, the closer to the junction of the two rivers, the hotter the water.  Because Alexander is still very young and sensitive, we chose fairly far downstream.

 

However, he LOVED it.

 

As did we!  It was nice because we arrived relatively early, so we had the river to ourselves for quite a while.

 

Just chillin in the hot river.

 

While the air wasn’t freezing, it wasn’t exactly balmy either.

 

The evidence of geothermal heat is everywhere in this valley.  You can see Anna and X hiking in the far right.

 

Not a bad place to hike.

 

The boiling mud pots.

 

It felt a little like Yellowstone National Park in the US … with no tourists.

 

Plus, a couple comments about the Icelandic culture we experienced.  People were all very friendly, if a little quirky.  Imagine a country full of people with a spirit much like that of singer Björk.   As for food and drink … well the most popular restaurant was a hot dog stand and the national drink is a type of schnapps known colloquially as the Black Death.  In fairness to Icelandic people, we learned that most people don’t actually drink the firewater.

Suffice it to say, Iceland culture has a lot of character.  We really enjoyed it and look forward to the time when we can go back.  Perhaps for the Aurora Borealis in winter.  Who knows, we’ll see.

Well, that does it for our Iceland experience.  I’ve finally finished the posts!

Up next will be some images from the holidays of the island country of Malta.

Until then…

 

–Jim

Iceland — Puffins, waterfalls and glaciers

Well, after what seems like an interminable delay … my computer is working correctly and I’m able to find a few moments to write this post.  These are the images from our time in Iceland.

This is an image of the iconic Blue Lagoon.

 

The Blue Lagoon is an ingenious idea.  Iceland has a geothermal plant that provides electricity for the capital city, Reykjavik.  Instead of letting that water go to waste after powering the turbines, they recoup the heated water.  It’s pumped into this lava field basin which is filled with a silica mud/sand.  The Spa Blue Lagoon is then able to charge people a decent amount of money to enjoy the refreshing/medicinal qualities of the water.  Plus, it’s gorgeous.

 

Although I didn’t bring my camera when we were actually in the water, here are a couple images of the spa.

 

The hygiene rules are very strict and EVERYONE is required to shower (sans swim suit) before getting in.

 

Here’s an image of the ring road and the biggest highway on the island.

 

Sharing the road…

 

This is the harbor of the Vestmannaeyjar archipelago.  We decided to hop on a ferry and take a day trip out to the small island of Heimaey.  It has a very active fishing industry … this particular harbor is one of the largest fish producers in Iceland.

 

The island is fairly small (13.4 square kilometers) with a population of around 4,500.  The island gained world attention (or at least local) when the volcano Eldfell erupted in January 1973.  Fortunately, everyone was able to be evacuated.  After the eruption was over (7 months later), the island had lost many houses and the landmass of the island increased 20%.

 

Once on the island, we went to the south in order to try to get close to some of the 8 million puffins who call the islands home in the summer.

 

 

Success!  We caught up with some of the Atlantic Puffins on the island.  They are in the family of Auks and although they’re relative ungainly like penguins, they are not closely related.

 

These birds are very adept divers and use their wings to swim.  As a result, they have small wings are are required to flap their wings very rapidly, up to 400 times per minute.

 

In order to get this shot, I had to climb down three very rickety ladders on a vertical rock face of quite a few meters.  Needless to say, I took my time!

 

Trying to get close, but since these birds are hunted, they were very wary of me.

 

The archipelago.

 

 

Coming up off the ladders, Alexander was the first to spot me.  Although this image looks like flat ground, it was inclined at about 10%.

 

Alexander wasn’t a big fan of the black sand beach.

 

But, we liked it!

 

 

Back on the main island, we stopped by several waterfalls.

 

This is one of the most well known waterfalls in Iceland, Seljalandsfoss.  It’s famous for it’s beauty, but also because it’s conveniently right off the ring road.

 

 

There was a useful path to go behind the waterfall and enabled this unique perspective.

 

You can see the multiple falls and the trail here.

 

 

Next stop was Skógafoss.  This one was immense and very powerful.  It’s 25 meters wide and 60 meters(!) high.

 

Alex wasn’t so sure about it… Can’t really blame him.

 

Finally, after passing the two volcanoes that played havoc with Atlantic air travel the last two years, we headed out to one of the glaciers.  This is in Skaftafell National Park.

 

 

Next was over to the impressive Jökulsárlón Lagoon (or Glacier Lagoon).

 

You can see the glacier that feeds into the lagoon and is the source of the icebergs.

 

It’s amazing to think that these pieces of ice are hundreds of years old…

 

The blackness you see is ash from recent volcanic eruptions.  It’s thanks to these ash layers (among other things) that the geologic history can be determined.

 

We donned our bright orange life vests and got in a duck boat for a closer look.

 

Here is what the boats look like.

 

Alexander getting a taste of some very old water.

 

Yum.

 

Wow, that’s so cold, but so good.

 

Oh yeah, that’s cold too!

 

Beautiful blues.

 

 

 

An old lava field that is being reclaimed (slowly!) by moss and grasses.

 

Well, that covers it for this time.  Next post will have the rest of the images from Iceland.

 

Until then … and hopefully very soon!

 

–Jim

Helsinki, Finland

Next stop was the Finnish capital, Helsinki.

 

This is the Sibelius Monument, or the “Love of Music.”  It’s an abstract work of 600 pipes (like a pipe organ) to commemorate Finland’s greatest composer, Jean Sibelius.  Apparently, the artist only wanted to include the pipes as a monument to the composer, but critics forced her to add a bust of the man… which adds a striking contrast.

 

Inside the “Love of Music.”

 

It’s one of the most popular tourist sites…

 

As Rick Steves says, it’s a forest of pipes in a forest of pipes.

 

In Wisconsin, we have Frank Lloyd Wright’s House on the Rock.  Well, this is the Church in the Rock.  It was built in 1969 and blasted out of solid granite.  Underneath the church is an air raid shelter for 6,000 people.

 

The center of the roof, which is made up of 13 miles of copper coil.

 

A typical house.

 

The Uspenski Orthodox Cathedral (that’s Finnish Orthodox … answering to the patriarch in Istanbul).  The cathedral was built in 1868 for the Russian military… back when Finland was a part of Russia.  There are 12 onion shaped domes (in orthodox fashion) that represent the 12 apostles.

 

Food in Market Square.  Delicious and fresh.  I love street food.

 

Anchovies.  Yumm.

 

Grilled salmon with berries.  We tried this and it was spectacular.

 

This is the Three Blacksmiths Statue.  It was built in 1932 and although I can’t find an officially intended meaning, I would say it seems to capture the spirit of hard work and cooperation pretty well.  Those are of course good Finnish traits as well.

 

That wraps up our brief stay in Finland.  Next up, the land of ice…

 

Until then…

 

–Jim

Into the Norweigan Arctic Circle

After Olso, we headed to the furthest Northern point we’ve ever been … inside the Arctic Circle in Norway, and it was very beautiful and well worth the trip.  Although when we first arrived, it threatened to be overcast most of the time, the sun eventually come out.

 

 

We based ourselves out of Harstad in order to be able to access all the amazing natural wonders nearby.  This is Trondenes church and its claim to fame is that it’s the northern most medieval stone church in Norway.  It was preceded by a stave church (like the one we saw in Oslo), and this one was built in the 15th century (although there is claim that it was built in the 13th century).

 

We decided that since the town of Andenes is one of the best places to see sperm whales, we wanted to go out and look for Moby Dick ourselves.  Fortunately, our captain was no Ahab.  The crew aboard our Whale Safari was all about studying and learning from these immense animals, instead of hunting them.

 

Sperm whales are so named for the large amounts of spermaceti found in their head.  This fluid looks somewhat similar to sperm and was therefore initially mistaken as such.  However, the actual function of spermaceti is uncertain.

 

Although they aren’t as acrobatic as the humpback whale, these creatures of up to 20 meters (for males, at least), are certainly impressive.  On our trip, we encountered four of them.

 

Ironically, this sperm whale was called Ishmael.

 

In the land of the midnight sun, twilight has a great color.  This photo was taken at 9:30 PM on a coastal road that was simply breathtaking.

 

These beautiful flowers were in full bloom almost everywhere we went.

 

A typical Norwegian barn.  However with the Scandinavian influence in the Midwest (particularly Wisconsin), this could easily be an image from there too.

 

More of the wild coastal road.

 

 

 

 

 

The Lofoten Islands are some of the most spectacular in the world and one of the main reasons we chose this area to visit.  Here are handful of pictures from our time on the islands.

 

Quintessential.

 

Although it looks great in the summer, I’m not sure how I would feel living here in the eternal darkness of winter.

 

The fishing village of Henningsvær.

 

We drove to the tiny village of Eggum next.  On the way, we encountered some sheep who had taken over the roadway.  As you can see, they also marked their territory.  🙂

 

The coastline was beautiful and the three of us took a hike out along the remote trail.

 

The landscape was a unique mix of alpine and maritime.

 

 

Markus Raetz sculpted this head to be seen in 16 different ways as you walk around it.  The idea is that everything is a matter of perspective.  I agree.

 

More sheep … and X preparing his attack.

 

I’m coming to get’cha!!!!

 

The village of Eggum with billows of clouds forming on the mountain top.

 

More views of the Lofoten Islands.

 

 

 

 

Another gorgeous sunset in an Arctic paradise.

 

That concludes our forray into the Arctic.  Next stop, Finland.

 

Until then…

 

–Jim

Olso, Norway

Over the summer we took a little trip to Scandinavia…  We began our voyage in Olso.  The Norweigan capital was still reeling from the tragedy of the mass murder by a domestic terrorist.

 

 

The juxtaposition and symbolism struck me…

 

One of our first stops was the Norwegian Folk Museum.  This is very similar to the folk museum we visited in Sweden.  There are 140 buildings gathered from around Norway in this open-air museum.  It was fascinating to wander through the spectrum of Norwegian architecture.

 

This is one of the highlights of the museum, the Stave Church.  It was built in the 12th century, with remodeling done in the 17th and 19th centuries.  The church was moved to its present location in the museum in 1884.

 

These are a couple of the stabbur, or raised store houses.

 

Alexander had fun on the slide.

 

A self portrait.

 

We also stopped by the Viking ship museum. This is a view of the Oseberg ship.  It was used in the 9th century by the Vikings.  In 834, it became a burial chamber for two women.  It was relatively common practice to equip the burial sites with everything that was thought to be needed in the after life.  As such, this ship also became an important source of Viking age artifacts.

 

This is the hull of the second intact Viking ship, the Gokstad.  This ship was also built in the 9th century, but slightly later than the Oseberg ship.  It’s an impressive ship… it’s built to be rapidly reconfigured for use with sails, oars and in deep and shallow water.  A replica of the ship sailed from Bergen in Northern Norway to Chicago (via the Great Lakes) in 1893.  Seeing a ship like this, it’s clear how the Vikings were able to reach North America, hundreds of years before Columbus “discovered” the Americas.

 

Anna with a sleeping Alexander on her back.

 

 

Perhaps our favorite park in Norway was the Vigeland Park, where the work of artist Gustav Vigeland is proudly displayed.  His works highlight the range of human emotion … in its purest forms, without the cover of clothing.  This is the world’s largest sculpture garden by a single artist.  It was executed between 1939-1949 by the artist himself.   There are over 200 sculptures included in this masterwork.

 

 

 

Even the iron gate is a work of art.

 

This is the monolith that is the center piece of the park, but more on that later.

 

As you might imagine, we liked this family sculpture.

 

As with this couple.

 

There are numerous couples and groups of people.  Not all were happy, and all had deep symbolic meaning.  Vigeland’s idea was to capture the whole range and we feel like he was very successful in doing so!

 

This is the monolith.  It’s a huge carving from a single block of granite.  There are 121 figures carved into the block and it stands a mighty 17.3 meters high.

 

A group of smiling girls in front of the monolith.

 

Some of the figures from the monolith.

 

This, to me, depicts the constant struggle of life.  We can help and hinder those near us, and the repercussions travel throughout the whole society.  Everything is interconnected.

 

The grounds of the park were quite beautiful.

 

A carefree girl in bronze.

 

Break free of the endless cycle of repetition.

 

We also took a little break from the sculptures to let Alexander explore by himself.  As you can see, he loved it.

 

 

 

Hey, what are you guys doing over there??

 

And with a little smile, he made a couple friends.  As you can see, he seems to be drawn to pretty girls.

 

Anna’s touching the Sinnataggen or the Angry Boy … apparently, the sculptor was depicting a young English lad in a particularly ill tempered moment.

 

 

 

After the park, we headed out to see the Holmenkollen Ski Jump and Ski Museum.  This is a view that the ski jumpers get right before they plunge head first down the steep ramp.  In the short amount of time it takes to reach the launch zone, the skiers have accelerated to about 95 km/hr (60 MPH).  Although the platform is only 3 meters high, they skiers can fly for about 4.5 seconds and can end up traveling another 130+ meters before touching the ground again.  Talk about a rush!

 

Looking back up the hill.

 

The steel ski jump with a K-spot of 120.

 

That completes the first leg of our journey… next up, into the Arctic Circle.

 

Until then…

 

–Jim