| American Falls photographed by Amy from the Skylon Tower on Monday morning. I had the good sense not to get so far off the firm ground so I missed this spectacular view. I just love the picture though. Dylan kept me company and we talked computers while Amy and Morgan risked their lives to bring you this photograph. |
| Horseshoe Falls photographed just moments after the preceding picture from the same precarious perch. I won't say those girls are crazy, but you won't catch me traveling that far from the ground for any reason. I like the first floor of a motel best, but I have been known to stay on the second or third. But that's it! |
| Oh great. It's not enough to see Niagara Falls as only an eagle was meant to do, now we have to pretend we're fish or something and go under them. Did I mention my family is insane? I couldn't stay behind twice so I went on this trip. I got wet, but it was kinda neat. Morgan held my hand and I was not afraid. |
| Tuesday we visited the Hockey Hall of Fame in Toronto. If names like Plante, La Fleur, Richard, and Orr mean something to you, this is a good visit. Parking in downtown Toronto is stiff though. $15 for two hours. But since we are speaking of hockey, have I mentioned that the Stanley Cup finals are over? You know who won, right? |
| Tuesday afternoon Dylan assists Walter the science guy at the Ontario Science Centre in Toronto. They were making electricity with magnets or something, but it looked to me like Dylan would have to kill himself to generate enough juice to power this computer. He and Walter plan to work on the problem later this summer. The OSC is great for kids because almost everything in it is hands-on. We could have used a couple more hours there, but they were closing as we left. |
| It was late by the time we got to Montreal on Wednesday, so we didn't get to see much. This picture from the front of Mary Queen of the World Cathedral illustrates the blend of old and new in downtown Montreal. The day was dark with clouds, and we didn't get wet, but more sun and more time would have improved the pictures. I told Dylan he is probably the only kid in his class to get stuck in 5 o'clock traffic in Toronto and Montreal on back-to-back days. Amy wanted to kill me. |
| Dylan and Morgan (behind the white flowers) on the grounds of the Hotel du Parlement, which houses the National Assembly of the province of Quebec, in Quebec on Thursday. Our family likes pasta and had it for supper three days in row this week. The best we had was here in Quebec. |
| Chateau Frontenac is a famous and imposing hotel. We didn't stay there. I trust I don't need to explain. The view from the river is said to be be most impressive, but our choice was to see that or drive somewhere that the STANLEY CUP FINAL GAME would be broadcast in English...so we said "aw river" (or something like that) to Quebec and headed for Vermont. |
| This is the Old Man of the Mountain, Nathaniel Hawthorne's "Great Stone Face," in Franconia Notch State Park, New Hampshire on Friday morning. We missed it the first time through but turned around and came back. None of us were sure what we were looking for, but as I got out of the car, I announced, "I've found it." This picture doesn't do it justice. |
| We captured this naiad on Falling Waters Trail, also in Franconia Notch State Park. She says her name is Morgan, and we have decided to keep her. |
| At Sunapee Lake in New Hampshire, David Savage explains to Dylan why there are more salmon in the lake than bikini-clad girls on the beach. I won't say it was cold, but our next stop was the ski slopes! And David built a fire in the woodstove Saturday morning. |
And that's about it. Saturday morning we headed for home. After spending the night in a hell-hole called Carlisle, Pennsylvannia, we returned home on Sunday. My clerical assistant and navigator tells me that we traveled 2530 miles last week (June 9-16, 2002). They profess to be glad to be home, but I'm ready to go again...or at least I will be by Tuesday when the laundry is done. <g>