I'm back in Halifax for 6 weeks, partly to take a trip down memory lane and partly on the pretext of continuing/restarting the numerical modelling collaboration. It's going to be a tough few weeks in terms of work and remembering how the code works and is worked but I am looking forward to a few more NS adventures while I am here.
My day today looked a bit like this:
4.07 wake up. Stare bleary eyed at my watch and try to doze off again.
6.12 wake up again. Fully awake this time.
7.43 leave house and breath in that heady concoction of seas fog and pine trees that defines Nova Scotia.
7.48 catch the number 18 bus from Mt St Vincent into town. Worry about whether even considering cycling along the Bedford Highway is remotely sane. Probably not.
8.13 get off the bus at Quinpool road and wander to Canadian Tire to see if they have any plug adaptors. They do for Canadians going elsewhere but they don't for foreigners coming into Canada who forget to buy an adaptor at the airport. Doh.
9.02 find my way to the LSC at Dal. Get rained on. They've painted in the inside walls white and blue! Shock horror.
9.32 buy my first (and probably last) cup of Tim's finest. Gut rot. Like it always was. Refrain from the doughnuts but they look good.
11.48 a nice man at PCPC lets me have the little gizmo that allows me to plug my mac laptop cable into a wall here for free rather than charging me 79 for the whole cable. Very nice man!
17.03 internet access at last! Whoop whoop.
17.53 buy some finest Keiths at the NSLC.
20.45 relax with said Keiths on the deck overlooking the Bedford Basin, the Harbour Bridge and the red and white chimmneys. Very nice pink sunset! And it doesn't feel like 1am, so the sleep last night obviously did me some good!
Monday, 30 May 2011
Saturday, 7 May 2011
Irish adventures
These photos have been sitting in the "edit" part of my blog for rather a long time... My excuse was that they were all in the wrong order and I couldn't be bothered to sort them out. But now the time has come... as I am currently back in Nova Scotia and will hopefully be posting up some pics of those adventures.
F has already posted up quite a few pics, including some of our epic walk round 6 of the 12 Benns, the back of which can be seen in the pic below.
Here we are at the start of the walk, at the top of the first Benn. Still looking pretty happy and fresh. Note the sunglasses and sunhat.
At the top of Benn number 3: still looking pretty happy.... the hats have gone though.
And at the top of number 6: Felix is still smiling but that is definitely a grimace on my face! The sun vanished at this point too.
Needless to say that by this point I was absolutely knackered and the long steep walk downhill was HARD! Not as hard as getting out of the car when we got back to the campsite though!!
Western Ireland has some absolutely top-notch beaches, really really stunning in places.
And some pretty half decent Neolithic remains too (which F very respectfully didn't climb although he was obviously itching to).
This was a great campsite nestled into the dunes... and almost no one else there to spoil the peace. April's definitely the time to go camping in Ireland. This was also the only night that it rained, though apart from the full rain gear, you can't really tell from this photo.
The Giant's Causeway in N Ireland was awesome. We got there early enough before it was run over with people, and managed to get some photos without anyone else in them. The basalt columns are pretty spectacular.
One day, we went for a walk around Horn Head. The name comes from the two prominant bits of rock that stick out. We tried to take some funny photos of ourselves gripping the horns, but it was pretty windy and the camera shook and anyway it didn't really work. So all that is left is a bit of a silly picture of F. We tried.
Finally, some parts of Ireland really look like Nova Scotia. And the people in some of the bits we were in also sounded a lot like the Cape Bretoners and Newfoundlanders. Quite disconcertingly so at times, although it shouldn't really be all that surprising as a lot of eastern Canadians came from Ireland.
F has already posted up quite a few pics, including some of our epic walk round 6 of the 12 Benns, the back of which can be seen in the pic below.
Here we are at the start of the walk, at the top of the first Benn. Still looking pretty happy and fresh. Note the sunglasses and sunhat.
At the top of Benn number 3: still looking pretty happy.... the hats have gone though.
And at the top of number 6: Felix is still smiling but that is definitely a grimace on my face! The sun vanished at this point too.
Needless to say that by this point I was absolutely knackered and the long steep walk downhill was HARD! Not as hard as getting out of the car when we got back to the campsite though!!
Western Ireland has some absolutely top-notch beaches, really really stunning in places.
And some pretty half decent Neolithic remains too (which F very respectfully didn't climb although he was obviously itching to).
This was a great campsite nestled into the dunes... and almost no one else there to spoil the peace. April's definitely the time to go camping in Ireland. This was also the only night that it rained, though apart from the full rain gear, you can't really tell from this photo.
The Giant's Causeway in N Ireland was awesome. We got there early enough before it was run over with people, and managed to get some photos without anyone else in them. The basalt columns are pretty spectacular.
One day, we went for a walk around Horn Head. The name comes from the two prominant bits of rock that stick out. We tried to take some funny photos of ourselves gripping the horns, but it was pretty windy and the camera shook and anyway it didn't really work. So all that is left is a bit of a silly picture of F. We tried.
Finally, some parts of Ireland really look like Nova Scotia. And the people in some of the bits we were in also sounded a lot like the Cape Bretoners and Newfoundlanders. Quite disconcertingly so at times, although it shouldn't really be all that surprising as a lot of eastern Canadians came from Ireland.
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)