Please click on any image for a better view. Boating on the Beagle Channel, South America Walking in Wales, Black Mountains Playing with Penguins, Punta Arenas, Chile Gazing at Glaciers, Switzerland Dining on the Danube, Budapest Ailsa’s travel theme: Adventure Continue reading Adventure
I’m back again for another round of A-Z challenge but, wanting to add a personal challenge to the challenge, I am going to concentrate on signs this time – pretty signs, interesting signs, funny signs … whatever. Continue reading A-Z Challenge (again): J
“Even God cannot make two mountains without a valley in between.” – Gaelic Proverb This week’s photo challenge is: Between Continue reading Visual Quotations 59: Between
“My heart is warm with the friends I make, And better friends I’ll not be knowing, Yet there isn’t a train I wouldn’t take, No matter where it’s going.” ― Edna St. Vincent Millay, The Selected Poetry Cee’s Which Way Week 3 Continue reading Visual Quotations 17
Taken from Jungfrau in the Swiss Alps. Seems appropriate enough. I chose to obey it. Some did not.I’m going to do a post of signs … soon. Continue reading Stop Sign
Autumn is my season. Autumn is when I feel rejuvenated and energized, ready to take on something new. I love the scent of the damp woods and the rustle and crackle of the leaves drying in the sun. The quality of light slanting at a different angle creates long Continue reading “All dressed up …”
We had arrived in France at the end of September and it was now almost November. We had driven south through the centre of France, from Paris to the Mediterranean coast; we had walked the streets of mediaeval towns, traversed gorges and bridges; afternooned in Spain, tootled on the canal, soaked up the ambiance of numerous villages and seaside ports; we had survived the roads of Italy, dwelt in a small Tuscan hill town, lunched in a marble quarry, and dined on exquisite pasta to die for … and now it was time to head home.
We headed northwest from our hilltop village of Verrucole, and soon we were heading through the mountains … I mean through the mountains, as in tunnels. Many tunnels. There were 33 of them in the first 60 km from Aulla to Rapallo. Some so close together that only a hundred metres, or less, separated them. We popped out of one, had a few seconds of daylight and then entered the next one. We eventually went through 106 tunnels on the way north to the mother of all tunnels – the Mont Blanc tunnel.
The tunnel took six years to build, completed in 1965, and runs under Mont Blanc. For all that effort it reduces the route from France to Turin by 50 kilometres (31 mi) and to Milan by 100 kilometres (62 mi). We entered the tunnel from Italy, at 4,500 feet and exited seven miles later in France at 4,200 feet. This is a shot of Mont Blanc.
Taken inside the glacier atop Jungfrau, one of the main peaks in the Bernese Alps in Switzerland. The map shows the location of the Continue reading “Weekly Photo Challenge: Inside”