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Showing posts with label festival. Show all posts
Showing posts with label festival. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 27, 2016

W is for Wave Rock Australia


Location of Wave Rock

This rock formation is located in the bottom left corner of Australia.  More than 140,000 tourists visit the rock each year.  There’s a fence along the top of the rock that channels rain water to a storage dam.



 Wave Rock
 
Each September they hold a music festival called the Wave Rock weekender event.

The rock’s wave-like shape was formed by weathering from water erosion and heavy rains.  The streaks are dissolving minerals.

Wave Rock

The wave is almost 40 feet high and just over 328 feet long.  What an amazing natural wonder this must be.

There sure does seem to be a lot of places to see around the world.



Some of the info came from the Trigger Pit blog

Monday, April 11, 2016

I is for Iditarod



If you’ve lived in Alaska you know what this is—sled dog races.  This takes place every February.  The race runs from Anchorage to Nome–1150 miles through wilderness in the ice and snow.  This is some of the roughest and most beautiful terrain Mother Nature has to offer. The mushers and their dog teams must cross rugged mountains, frozen rivers, dense forests, desolate tundra and miles of windswept coastline.




Between 50 and 100 teams compete in the race that started in 1973.  Each team must start with sixteen dogs and finish with at least six.  These mushers come from all walks of life, can be men and/or women and each person has their own reason why they’re competing in the race that includes temperatures far below zero, treacherous climbs and long hours of darkness, as well as wind that causes “white-outs.” 

Mushers can spend an entire year getting ready for the race.  Everyone participating has a different tactic, but there are some rules all must abide by.  The requirements state all teams must have an arctic parka, a heavy sleeping bag, an ax, snowshoes, musher food, dog food and boots for each dog’s feet to protect them from the sharp ice.  Lots of training also goes into getting each team ready.




Iditarod means “distant” or “distant place” in the language of the Ingalik and Holikachu, indigenous people of northwestern Alaska. There’s also a city, a river and a trail named Iditarod in that area.  The abandoned city of Iditarod on the Iditarod River is considered the halfway point on the southern route of the dogsled race. 

During the gold rush dogsleds were the only way to deliver mail to remote areas.  After World War II, things changed.  Mail was delivered by snowmobiles or airplane because it was faster.  The dogsled almost disappeared into history.  This would have happened if musher, Joe Redington Sr., hadn’t started the long distance race to keep dogsledding alive.

The starting line can change due to unseasonably warm weather.  Some years it’s moved to Fairbanks, 359 miles north of Anchorage, where it’s considerably colder.

Only northern breeds of dogs are allowed to participate in the race.  These are the Siberian huskies and the Alaskan malamutes because they have the right furry undercoat to travel in Alaska’s frozen winter conditions.  This rule, imposed in 1988, is to protect the dogs that aren’t used to Alaska’s winter.

Moose can be dangerous for the mushers and the dog teams as they’ll charge in certain areas along the trail.  People and dogs are subject to injuries during such attacks.




A Red Lantern award is given to the last team to finish the race.  The winner usually finishes the race in eight to ten days, although it can take up to 32 days to finish.  Can you imagine that?  I would never make a musher. 

At the start of the race the lantern is lit and not put out until the last dog crosses the finish line.  The Red Lantern originated in 1953 at a three-day Fur Rendevous race in Anchorage.  The tradition was passed to the Iditarod race.

People are pretty sick of winter by the time February roles around.  Everyone has “cabin fever” and is anxious for spring to arrive.  When I lived there in the 1970's everyone came out for the winter festival no matter how cold it was. 





The first ever Fur Rendezvous was held February 15-17, 1935.  It featured sports events and a children’s dogsled race downtown on Fourth Street.  There was a bonfire and torchlight parade (remember it's still dark most of the time in Alaska in the winter.)  This festival later expanded to ten days.  In 1946, dog sled races through town were added with people coming from all over to participate.  In 1950, the Blanket Toss, an Alaska native tradition was added.  There were also traditional tribal dances.  Other events include a carnival, a grand parade, outhouse races, snowshoe softball and running of the reindeer.  I remember attending this event and thinking to myself “only in Alaska.”  I was freezing to death, but glad to get outside and go to “something” since there’s little to do in the winter.


Wednesday, October 7, 2015

Flights of silence

WOW!  A spectacular sight!

From Albuquerque New Mexico, the 44th annual Balloon Fiesta started October 3.  This nine-day even draws thousands to watch the 1000-plus balloons that ascend into the sky at dawn.  This event started in a mall parking lot and now calls a 72-acre balloon park home.  A wide array of flying competitions are included today, such as cross country races, splash and dash flights across the Rio Grande and lighted balloon evenings.



 This shot shows you how big these balloons are
 
This is a photographer’s dream and an amazing sight to see so many colorful balloons in the air at one time.  If you’re interested in ballooning, click on this link to read more about this festival.


 
 The balloons start out flat on the ground



 This is my photo taken from behind glass, so it's not real clear.  This is how they blow the hot air in to start with - a torch and big fans

Here is another shot once the balloon is lifted off the ground.
 
And another of the flame.
 
My own experience in a hot air balloon was awesome once I got over the fright of being way up in the air standing in a tiny container called a gondola.  This brown woven basket ended at about my waist, exposing my entire upper half to the open air.  Beside me in the basket were three large gas cylinders to power the balloon and above my head was a massive colorful balloon of hot air holding us up there and the flame that would ignite to keep us afloat.  The only sound was that flame.  The silence was incredible.  I was in awe of the fact that there are bands of air currents n the sky.  The direction the balloon goes is driven by the amount of gas it receives, thus raises it or lowering it to catch different air currents.  Fascinating.



 Balloons in the air.  I love all the colors!
 
My host and pilot did his best to make me feel comfortable and at ease.  He told me about getting his ballooning license.  Then he laid a handkerchief over the basket.  I knew it would be blown away within seconds, probably landing in some tree or the on the ground below.  To my surprise, it never fluttered or moved because we were moving with the wind.  That realization was mind blowing for me, as I always thought the wind blew the balloon along, but it’s more scientific than that.

Once I got over my fright, I was able to enjoy taking pictures with my 110 camera.  This was way before digital, so all my photos are in a box and I hope they’re still good since they’ve been stored for years.



 This is really a feast for the eyes.
 
I borrowed all the photos I posted here from the actual Albuquerque Balloon Festival.  I do have four of my own framed and hanging in my bathroom.  Those pictures are marked separately.

If you ever do this, beware it’s an early morning event as the air is better for lift off.  I did this in February and it was quite chilly before sunrise.  Do take advantage of walking around to see the science behind lifting these gigantic silent flyers into the air.  First, the crew spreads out the fabric, and then they use big blowers to push enough air into the balloons to raise them.  At this point, they light the heater and the balloon raises enough to stand up and tower way over a human’s head.  Someone has to tether the ropes until lift off.  Once the basket is loaded, it’s up, up and away, bringing back visions of the Wizard of Oz. 



 Here's another of my photos taken behind glass again, so sorry for the glare and haziness.
 
I enjoyed the vastness of the landscape below me as we towered over the treetops and cars looks like ants below.  The Pacific Ocean spread out to my left.  My bird’s eye view was spectacular, tranquil, and peaceful. 



 Another of my photos taken from behind glass
 
A chase vehicle followed us to bring us back to the take off site.

Landing can be a bit of a bumpy ride, but ballooning should be on everyone’s bucket list.