On the 11th
of November, I got up and it was foggy. It had been foggy all week.
I took my camera with me as I left for work, and I stopped in my
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My pal Max
was outside, and she came up to me to get some attention. She's
a real mooch...but a pretty mooch. |
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When I was
headed up Burnaby Mountain, I drove up out of the fog. I noticed
the buildings of Metrotown in the distance, poking up over the fog.
Since I wasn't in a rush, I turned my car around, got out at the
side of the road, and took some photos. Metrotown--the city in the
clouds. |
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That was
all that I got in before work. After work, I headed back home. The
fog had lifted or burned off. When I reached New Westminster, I
went down Front Street, where I stopped to take some photos of the
bridges. Here's one of the Skytrain bridge, with a train on it.. |
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That's the first photo
that I've taken of a non-sunset where I've gotten the sun in the
photo and liked the effect.
Looking the other way,
with the sun at my back, here's the Patullo Bridge. This is the
bridge that I normally take to work, now that I'm working mostly
in Surrey.
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Since there was still
some daylight left, I headed down to 72nd Street in south Delta,
to Boundary Bay. I didn't find too much out there. There were
some songbirds (robins, finches, and sparrows) in the bushes,
and a flock of Dunlin out on the foreshore. Flocks of Dunlin are
really fun to watch in flight. One side of a Dunlin is dark, and
the other light. When a group flies, they execute coordinated
turns, so if you watch, you see a black mass of birds suddenly
turn white, or vice-versa. Here's two photos of the flock in flight.
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In this second photo,
the birds on the bottom right have just turned to show their white
side, and the effect is about to ripple all the way through the
flock.
With not much else
going on at the Bay, I drove back towards home through Richmond.
I decided to take the small roads rather than the freeway, to
see if there were any good photos awaiting. I came up close to
the LaFarge Cement Plant, and decided to go over and take some
photos of it. I've driven within sight of it many times on the
Connector, and have always wanted to shoot it. Well, this was
my chance.
Here's the main tower,
with what appears to be prefab pieces of bridge deck stacked in
the foreground on the left.
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I don't know much about
the making of cement, so I can't really say what the following
structures do.
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Here's a shot of the
whole plant.
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While I was in this
little industrial area, I drove around and found some other stuff
to photograph. First there was this Cat. The 345B L body is made
for excavation and demolition, and is a pretty serious machine.
But I don't recognize the attachment on it. If I had to, I'd guess
that it's a vibratory plate compactor, one of those things that
vibrates the ground to make dirt and gravel more solid. If so,
it's gonna be pretty powerful, 'cuz I've seen vibratory compactor
attachments that are about one third as tall.
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Here's another shot
of that attachment.
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Near the
Cat were some rail lines, and there were several boxcars sitting
on a couple of the lines. |
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I drove around a bit
more and found a small road that goes onto an overpass over the
East-West Connector. I've often seen the overpass while driving
the Connector and wondered how to get to it. My wandering has
thus ended my wondering.
Anyhow, I parked before
the overpass and walked up onto it, getting a pretty good vantage
point. There I took a photo of this irrigation canal that runs
beside the highway.
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I also ventured further
across the overpass and took some photos of the traffic in the
long horizontal light of the sunset.
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As that red truck passed
under me, he honked, scaring the living daylights out of me. I
had been concentrating on the image in my viewfinder and wasn't
expecting such a noise.
Well, I searched around
for a while, but I didn't find my living daylights until the next
morning. (Funny thing, too--I found it in the east and I could've
sworn that it ran off to the west.) And since most of my photography
is daylight photography, that little incident ended my photo trip
and this photojournal entry.
Still searching for
my bejeezus,
Tom
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