Dawn in Vancouver
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These are from last weekend, all of the shots except the last were taken along Stanley Park overlooking the Royal Vancouver Yacht Club (mere feet from where Ann's photos were taken, and by feet, I mean meters, or is that metres?), the last one is of the Burrard Bridge taken from the south side of False Creek at dawn*.
* Funny story about that one. I got there at dark before dawn, looking for a place to setup. I hear a cop talking in the distance on a walkie-talkie (tangent: walkie-talkie? Who was the brilliant marketing exec who came up with that namey-wamey?). I didn't think anything of it, and continued walking along False Creek looking for a clear composition. Several minutes later, there was a blindingly bright white light shone in my face, as I often do when someone shines a bright light in my face, I cursed, loudly. Of course, it was the cop shining the light in my face (whoops!), but she let apoligetically let me go after she saw my tripod and camera ("I heard metal-on-metal..."), and then called off the dogs on her walkie-talkie.
Incidentally, I don't know what "metal on metal" usually signifies, maybe she was feeling sorry for me because I didn't have a carbon fiber tripod? (Little did she know that I do have one that's being repaired, ha!).
Anyway, I doubt the response would have been as civil in the US had I cursed at a cop so I was thankful that I was in Canada
* Funny story about that one. I got there at dark before dawn, looking for a place to setup. I hear a cop talking in the distance on a walkie-talkie (tangent: walkie-talkie? Who was the brilliant marketing exec who came up with that namey-wamey?). I didn't think anything of it, and continued walking along False Creek looking for a clear composition. Several minutes later, there was a blindingly bright white light shone in my face, as I often do when someone shines a bright light in my face, I cursed, loudly. Of course, it was the cop shining the light in my face (whoops!), but she let apoligetically let me go after she saw my tripod and camera ("I heard metal-on-metal..."), and then called off the dogs on her walkie-talkie.
Incidentally, I don't know what "metal on metal" usually signifies, maybe she was feeling sorry for me because I didn't have a carbon fiber tripod? (Little did she know that I do have one that's being repaired, ha!).
Anyway, I doubt the response would have been as civil in the US had I cursed at a cop so I was thankful that I was in Canada
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Jack
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Thanks Aaron, the first is probably my favorite of the series as well.
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As far as urban cities go, I would have to agree that Vancouver is the best (I live in Seattle, which is very good, and I've lived in Portland as well, but Vancouver is better, as much as it pains me to say it). Not having a freeway bisecting the middle of the city is fantastic, and the gigantic Stanley Park, and a nice downtown that has a little of everything, the proximity to mountains, lakes, and the coast. The only bad part is the language barrier, but I adjusted after a few days
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I'm glad the cop didn't hassle you.
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Vancouver is such an amazing place, water and mountains and buildings all over the place, I'd have to stay a lot longer before I'd feel comfortable skipping a photo op
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