heading out to Animal Kingdom Zoo today. A place that I have driven by several time in the last few months while working on work for my side business. Looks like it might be a real find. Will post pictures later.
heading out to Animal Kingdom Zoo today. A place that I have driven by several time in the last few months while working on work for my side business. Looks like it might be a real find. Will post pictures later.
Been trying for years to get to a Balloon festival and take photos. Trying hard to make this one this year. http://www.warrencountyfarmersfair.org/balloonfest.html
Headed out for a drive down along the shore looking for a place to eat. A seafood place that is not “dining”, but more li a sand on your shoe kind of place like where I grew up in Florida. Jake’s filled that spot tonight. Simple seafood served with fries and slaw.
Jake’s Crab Shack at the Belmar Boardwalk
A weekend in the mountains is a wonderful and fun thing. We headed north on 94 from Highland Lakes and made our first stop fo the day… Bobolink Dairy. The Dairy is home to some of the best cave ripened cheeses and fresh red brick oven baked breads. They make nicely tangy cheddars and pungent soft cheeses. This time we got a Frolic, a cheddar, and the very bitety soft cheese called Endgame. Jonathan White was there behind the cheese cooler offering samples of cheese to encourage us to try new and exciting tasting cheese. He matched the perfect cheese with the perfect breads. And talking about breads, there were racks of still warm loaves giving off a very pleasing smells. Jonathan, like a proud father, displayed each type, describing it’s flavors and body.
I selected an unusual loaf, one rubbed with garlic and duck fat before baking. My wife got her favorites, Cranberry Walnut breadsticks and a large cheese ciabatta. We continued on 94 and crossed from New Jersey into New York heading for the home of the best Hard Cider I have found, Warwick Valley Winery.
As we pulled into the parking lot, we could hear the band playing just outside the main building. It was a mix of 60s and 70s rock ‘n roll. Gathering our cheeses and breads we headed inside to purchase our much needed Doc’s Hard Cider. We settled in at a table on the back courtyard and let the sun beat down on us and
enjoyed the music, breezes and blue sky. The stress and anguish of our lives slowly started to peel away. Pints of cider and a 1/4 pound of the Endgame cheese later the hours had ticked away. We decided to move our anniversary dinner to the next day and instead drive around the mountains and valleys. We headed north again on 94 and took a right turn onto 17A, taking a chance that the Belville Creamery would be open with the weather being so nice. We weren’t the only ones. several cars were there, but the doors were locked, and a sign in the window stated “opening April 12”. SIGH. But the view was still spectacular, as the store is on the edge of a cliff the overlooks a valley. From
there it was off to dinner. We needed a really good burger… were… were…. How about the place were “In-n-Out” was filmed. It’s called the Homestead. And they make the absolute best burger and sweet potato fries. The house
burger is a bacon, mushroom, grilled onions and cheese. The place is in the middle of no where, but its worth the drive. After dinner we headed back to the “Lake House” high in the mountains. My wife then broke out the 2nd of my gifts… Seasons 1 and 2 of “The Big Bang Theory”. We settled in and laughed until it hurts. There are few things in life a great as sharing things you enjoy with someone, but having a wife that just as, if not more, geeky then myself is a joy. And it has made the last 14 years pass quickly and smoothly. Good, bad or just day to day life, she is by my side, keeping me stable. Love you my little girl.
I haven’t had the time to to post as much as I would like. so here’s a quick review in pictures….
We had a few minor snows in January but then we got the double punch in Feb only 5 days apart.
fun digging out.
It started as just a daytrip. An afternoon with my wife doing something that we both could enjoy. The weather was to provide a large hurtle. No photo walks as the wind was blowing at 50-60 Mph and the temps we only climbing up to 28 degrees. A search of the internet and I finally found a photo forum for New Jersey. A place not far from home, out on the cranberry bogs call Whites Bog and the winter inhabitants… Tundra Swans. Little did we suspect that there would be such a challenge. First finding the place. The directions on the website looked so straight forward, but they were anything but. The 30 minute drive turned into a 1.5 hour. When we finally arrived it was late in the and the beginnings of the golden hours. We literally drove out on the bogs, on “roads” no wider then our car. The roads had once been mud, but with the temperatures out they were frozen stiff. The car path out through the ponds had been marked out by a local Boy scout camp and consisted of small red arrows on sticks. the bo
gs were frozen over and the wind raged over the open water, bringing the wind chill down into the minus zero range. We drove the path for a while seeing nothing but frozen lakes, leafless trees and blue sky. Then while crossing a causeway between two of the largest bogs, I glanced right and
there they were, just as my research had shown. In the middle of a nearly frozen lake, in the possibly 20 feet of open water in the dead middle of the lake, were about 14 swans, faces pointed into the wind, floating on the surface of the water. I go out, grabbed my camera bag and went for my largest lens. That's when the wind hit me. My fingers freezing instantly. I shrunk down beside my car trying to use it to
block the wind. I started to shiver. Telephoto lens and shaking are the worst of combinations. Then they saw me. Even though I was over 200 yards away, they got nervous. Their heads shifted left and right in rhythm. Then the honking began. The wings started to lightly flap, then as one they took to the air, swirling around the lake several times, then forming a straight line, they did a wonderful thing, they
flew directly overhead. They were a wonder to see flying by. The largest birds I have ever seen airborne, gliding thru the air so gracefully, yet struggling with each wing beat to gain elevation as the flew directly into the blowing wind. Off into the distance they went searching out a new, safer, place to spend the night. Back in the car we started our way out of the bogs. We got one more look at the swans as they settled
in for the night. The sun was starting to set and it was time to say goodbye to the land of frozen bogs, bare trees and the beautiful Tundra Swans. Then we continued to enter a forested area. I came upon a puddle in the middle of the road. deciding not to
just drive through it I got out and found a rock to throw onto the ice to see how firm it was. The ice broke ( about 2 inches of it) and there was a large sloosh of water. It appeared that the puddle was at least 2 foot or more deep. Soooooo…. I followed a “path” through the trees, looking at my GPS for a near by road. When we got to the road we were across the road from two artillery ranges in Fort Dix. Across the base and back on route 70 westbound, sun setting in the rearview mirror, heading home. We got the shots we set out to get. Sim got a few beauties by shooting through her binoculars to get the reach she wanted. An inovention that she came up with on the spur of the moment. Photos gotten, and a refreshing day by my wife and I was enjoyed.
Mission: Tundra Swans was accomplished!!!