Showing posts with label America. Show all posts
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Palm Springs

Palm Springs, perfectly flat & perfectly manicured (both its gardens and residents) is surrounded by deserts and mountains and truth be told that's where its attractions lay. Unless of course you are a golfer, in which case the dozens of not quite so flat yet still perfectly coiffured greens will entertain you for months.

Pine forests above the desert


After a morning by our villas pool, we head up the aerial sky way via its rotating gondola, 8000ft later we emerge to pine forests, cool air and views which go on forever. We do though have to hike away from the top station to leave the rotund natives to thier up/photo/down routine and yet further still to gain the peace and quite this place deserves (I can guess why they are the size they are, but I'm not sure why they are as loud as they are?). Anyway it's nice up here and is a welcome change from the manufactured landscapes of the town visible like a patch work rug way below us.


The journey down on the gondola prooves entertaining partly due to the colourful views as the sun sets but mainly due to the afformentioned vociferous rotund natives screaming every time we sway over the tramway's pilons. I fight hard not to shout 'We're all doomed, we're all going to die!!' just to see what reaction it gets.


After a rest day by the pool (it is a holiday after all!) we head out to The Joshua Tree National park, which to be honest was a revelation for us (expectations were not too high). Landscapes or more accurately rockscapes, unusual and interesting made for excellent walking & being smack on top of the San Andreas fault line the added risk added to the adventure.


50 thousand hairy bikers

Driving into Palm Springs from the north reveals what must be one of the biggest wind farms in the world, four thousand turbines of all shapes and sizes. Huge, they stand row upon row, mechanical regiments filling the valley and spreading up the foothills either side. One word from the general and California will be overrun.

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Somehow our visit has coincided with another invasion, fifty thousand Harley Davidsons are here for a rally and their riders are not the over fifties stock broker brigade who import Harleys to the UK (sorry S) they are the hairy arsed *conjecture Hells Angels wannabees and they are here to party. With these monsters thundering up and down the streets I have already given up hope of any sleep.



After the best night sleep I have ever had (go figure?) we start getting acquainted with Palm Springs...

Bright Lights, Big City

We walk along the street, on our left the New York skyline, behind the great pyramid of Giza, ahead the Eiffel Tower. A double decker London bus passes, it's an open top so we get to see Elvis singing to the passengers. Yep, this can only be Las Vegas.



Our first night here we had pre booked the 'Cirque De Soleil', there are 4 different shows and we chose 'mystere' , all the ingredients of a traditional circus spectacularly brought into the 21st century. I wouldn't contemplate going to a 'normal' circus this thugh was incredible, so much so that we immediately booked for the KA show at the MGM, a very different yet equally unique and excellent. But for the fact that this is live action played out on the stage you would be looking for the special effects and camera trickery - go, you will not be dissapointed.



Whilst walking down the strip, fate has us bump into friends (newly made in Yosemite - hello Mary & Allan ) and so it being our first and their last night in Vegas it as only fitting to party till 4am, this though turned into the norm. We did get to bed at 1.30am to be ready for an early start the last day.



Whoopi begged for a photo with Kathy, which in the end Kathy agreed to just to stop her bothering us.


Whoopi denied marrying the french actor (and 'Bogus' co star) Gérard Depardieu, though I think this is due to the unfortunate name she ended up with!






As bizzare places go, Vegas tops the bill, we partied, gambled (lost our and other peoples money), drank, ate, drank some more, ate some more, gambled and lost some more. We walked the faux streets of Rome & Venice, saw pirate ships on Treasure Island, turned down the offer of a thousand girls delivered to our hotel room and even ate an authentic Australian New York steak in the Downunder Bar. This place is so wrong it is right, entertaining, addicitve, gaudy, full on ^ brilliant. Growing all the time, there will allways be reason to come back, and we will.




Death Valley


 what time is the next bus?
Death Valley sucks us in and after a one night stand with El Diablo spits us out the other side. One night is enough here though as it turned out Death Valley was the liveliest place so far, or at least the bar was. As if the visitors & locals (what there are of them) are making up for the hot, dry solitary isolation.

Furness Creek has a motel, hotel, golf course and a gas station, nothing else. From here we zip up & down the obligatory tourist spots, marvel at the other worldly landscapes, get the photo ops, taste the salt (Badwater Basin is carpetted with crystaline Sodium Chloride) and get the Hell out of there. A day & a night is enough here - no more, no less.
Make it part of an east/west/east road trip. Rush hour at death valley
And so to the end of the natural wonders, tomorrow Vegas and Lady Luck, no relation to Mother Nature!

More Yosemite...






First morning in Yosemite and within an hour our first bear sighting.




















Stella Jays hop from branch to branch following our walk, it is as though they want attention.









Everywhere we look, massive vertical monoliths rise above us. The scale is hard to imagine, this is Mt Watkins and is not one of the big ones!
















It's pretty dry here at the moment (late September), so rivers and waterfalls are dry. A return visit in May is a must!





El Capitan, climbers come from all over the world to scale this face. between 4 and 7 days sleeping in portable ledges. All their food and water miust be caried with them!


















To give you an idea of scale of these Sequoia Trees, there is an old photo of this tree with 20 plus soldiers and their horses along the top of it!



It's BIG.









Stand under these monsters and look up, makes you feel small!

















Hetch Hetchy Damn, over the edge!






























Man of action ;)
















After a 1000ft climb we make it to the base of Vernal Falls, the steep route down was not an easy one.



Mariposa Grove

We are driving over an hour to see some trees, not something I would ordinarily do. Especially given that we are driving through miles and miles of trees to get there! These though are Tolkein's Ents, giants as old as the hills. The mighty sequoia redwoods, some at 2700 years old must be amongst the oldest living things on this planet. That fact alone makes the drive worthwhile but on the way there is a layby with a view that leaves me stunned, Yosemite valley in all its glory, seen from 6000 feet. If you are ever in this part of the world DO NOT miss 'Tunnel View' on interstate 41 and when you are there, remember to breath, little things like that go out of your head when you stand there mesmerised.


probably the best view point in the world


Mariposa Grove has various hiking trails winding through the hills, the further and higher you go the quiter and more immpressive it becomes.



We steal ourselves for a four hour hike looping through backcountry valleys to the summit at 6800 feet and down again. Humbled by these enormous trees we feel like Lilliputians in the land of giants sharing the trails with more deer and squirrel than fellow humans.



To give you a feel for the size of these Sequoia, 'California Tree' has a tunnel cut through its trunk, a tunnel high and wide enough to allow a horse drawn stage coach to drive through it and despite this tree butchery, the giant lives on growing another foot in diameter every decade.



 one of the big trees - California Tree


The view from the summit is impressive, although Kathy's vertigo does not let her get too close to the edge it does mean she doubles her pace on the way down. Back at the car and we are tired, the ascent was 3 hours constantly up hill, the descent easier but still one and a half hours, for the second day running we have covered over 8 miles. It is though worth every step.



One last highlight on the drive home is an impromptu stop at what turns out to be ‘Valley View’, a scramble down through the bushes and balancing out onto the boulders in the river provides an excellent photo opportunity, mountains and their reflections.


Yo, Semity

Words can not describe Yosemite, the hopeful amongst you will therefore expect that this blog will end now - bad luck!

It’s incredible, truly breathtaking. Beyond imagination (Yosemite, not this blog). Solid slabs of rock rise vertically 4000ft from forested valley floors cut with rivers and strewn with boulders, grown up boulders the size of houses.The Merced river running through the park Our first morning in the park and we see deer, bear, coyote, chipmunk, squirrels, birds galore even a snake. Mother nature is putting on a show and she is on track for a best director, best film, and every other Oscar going. I can’t fit this spectacle in my head let alone in my camera lens, Ansel Adams worked magic to translate this beauty, this atmosphere to film. I really need to think about the photography, how to fit a vertical mile of rock into a 4 x 6 photo?

We hike 8 miles around mirror lake, the dry summer has left it waterless so it’s famous reflections will have to wait for a future visit, as we put distance between us and the hordes the quite of the backcountry wilderness takes over. Stella Jays, electric blue feathers lit by the mid day sun hop from branch to branch following our progress and deer cross our path, all this adds to the film set experience.

Taff Point, My Ansel Adams momentWe eventually make it back to the visitors centre and grab sandwiches for a late lunch picnic & after a short drive we find a secluded spot on the Merced River bank, after lunch and a short walk along the bank reveals fresh bear tracks just 50 meters from our picnic table, time to make a hasty retreat!

climbers dwarfed by the largets sigle granite monolith in the worldDriving out, we stop to watch the rock climbers, these spidermen spend 7 days on ‘el capitan’ vertical and more for all its 4000ft they haul tents, food and water every inch of the climb. Nights are spent stitched to the wall, days scaling the cracks and fissures whilst friends and family watch on through telescopes from the valley floor.





Our first full day over and we can't wait to get back into the park tomorrow.

Roadtrip

It's a long drive. The sort of drive which inspires road trip B movies. We head out from under the shadow of THE Hollywood sign and make our way through Hollywood Hills Dollar$ville out onto the freeway. A freeway winding its way through a surreal magic mountain theme park backdrop painted on to over sized hills & canyons, it does not feel real. After a couple hours of our own tarmac roller coaster we pop out from between the hills and everything changes. Hundreds of patch worked miles, olive trees and vines stretch away in all directions, as flat as God's ironing board.

The view from our balconyThe car drives itself, straight and steady for another couple of hours, on through Fresno the landscape begins to change again. Rock scattered foothills give promise of things to come and another 50 miles through forested valleys brings us to Yosemite View Lodge. From the roadside this place looks like a prison block, a drab grey 3 storied lump. We are here for 5 nights and we are worried! Don't judge a book by its cover though, the room is huge, the bed is huge, there's an Olympic sized Jacuzzi bath in the living room and a double shower in the bathroom! The balcony views look up & down the steep wooded valley and the Merced river tumbles over rocks below us. This'll do!


We started out next to the Atlantic & golden beaches, have driven 6 hours through hills, plains and mountains yet we have barely covered this huge state, after America itself this is the 2nd largest economy in the world. Scary to think the man they have put in charge is an ex Austrian body builder turned actor, Arnold "The Governator" Schwarzenegger.


Only in America!

Hollywood

we've been sleeping in Dudley Moore's bed, it's OK because he is dead, mmm that came out wrong. He or at least his body is not in the bed with us, we are renting an apartment from his ex wife and along with the bed there are various other Dudley mementos here. This though is about the most normal thing about Hollywood.

On our first morning we went for pre (T bone steak and eggs) breakfast walk up Sunset Boulevard and down Hollywood Boulevard and were followed by spiderman, walked by superman and stepped around Death (scythe and all). The apartment is midway along Sunset Boulevard, if we drive west on the Boulevard for 12 miles we go through Beverly Hills and end up on Santa Monica beach (which we did), if we drive east we end up in down town LA and end up mugged, shot or mugged and shot. Apparently, DO NOT go here after dark and DO NOT wear red, blue or a bandanna as this signifies which gang you belong to (The Donny Massive, in case you were wondering).

Friday afternoon and Santa Monica beach is pretty amazing, the Yanks really know how to cater for leisure. There are gardens, walkways, shower blocks, parks, chess tables, exercise machines and even a tarmac 'road' running don the centre of the beach for cycling and rollerblading. That's me on the left flying the kite with the Baywatch lifeguard building and yellow 4x4s in front. Muscle beach is to my right, I decline taking my shirt off for fear of upsetting The Hoff and the muscle men;)


Saturday mid morning and the overnight storms have cleared up, we have a drive up Rodeo Drive, I buy some shoes at Macys then we park up at the again and head for a spot of lunch. As with all things food over here the sandwiches are massive, they come with a plateful of chips and end up being all we eat all day. The menu was a challenge, the choice and bizzare combinations leaves you with a migrane, in the end we settle on a simple beef sandwich.

we could have gone for any number of odd combos, how about a Peanut Butter, Jam, Marshmallow and Banana sandwich, rolled in Frosted Flakes for good measure? No Kidding, I just had to snap the menu with the cameraphone...


Next stop Yosemite...

Viva Las Vegas

It's been a couple of weeks since the last holiday so with itchy feet, we're off again. This time America beckons us. We fly into LA and have 3 weeks to make our way to Vegas and back via Hollywood, Yosemite, Death Valley, Scunthorpe, The Grand Canyon and San Diego. OK well maybe not Scunthorpe but many other places in between.I'm really looking forward to

Yosemite, tripod and camera gear are stowed away already! As usual I will blog our adventures dropping in the odd photo along the way!