PT Pterodactyl


Tiffany of Tiffany Arp-Daleo Contemporary Art, commented that she had not seen a Great Blue Heron in the wild, which reminded me that Laurie and I ran into a pterodactyl (Great Blue Heron) in San Diego one night while we were exploring the Maritime Museum. Tiffany lives in San Diego, and we went to an opening for a show she had a piece in while we were there. It was really fun to meet a fellow blogger and artist, and her husband, and to see one of her paintings in the wilds of the San Diego Art Institute.

Back to the pterodactyl, this heron was perched on the cable to the PT Boat platform. It was hunting fish, and let us watch it for quite some time. Another couple stepped out where we were, and it decided there were either too many people, the fishing wasn’t very good, or both, and took off. I was surprised it let us get so close to it, and watch it for as long as it did. Our herons usually don’t let us get less than a few hundred feet from them before they take off. We were about 15 feet from this one. I used my carry camera with a 35mm lens to photograph it.



On The Brink


Last Friday night we went to the San Diego Maritime Museum. They have a Soviet Foxtrot B-39 diesel-electric attack¬†submarine on display in the harbor. There were videos about the Cuban Missle Crises, with details of what went on in the submarine from Soviet archives that were uncovered in a meeting in Cuba in 2002. The submarine is 300 feet long. We entered at the front torpedo tubes, and as we walked back towards the “After Torpedo Room” to the exit, the submarine went on and on and on.






View climbing up from the After Torpedo Room.

Jonathan Livingston

Douglas of Moorezart blog came by the hotel and we had a very nice visit. Douglas had one of the quesadillas we brought with us. Douglas lived in the Albuquerque area some years ago, and hadn’t had local fare in a long time. A seagull joined us just as Douglas was leaving and asked to try some quesadilla. I named him Jonathan Livingston. He was a very obedient seagull, and he flew over a few feet away when I asked him to so I could put a piece of quesadilla on the rail (I don’t trust large, wild birds to get really close to them). Then he would walk back along the rail and grab the morsel with his beak, knocking the pieces on the ground a couple of times. Since he has webbed feet, he couldn’t pick up the morsels with his feet and hold it in his claws while he ate it like parrots do.

Since we’ve been in presentations most of the day, and are tied up with happenings until well after 10:00 pm tonight, I haven’t been out to do photos, but I did get the video of Jonathan Livingston.

Globe to San Diego

Giant tires, probably from mining trucks, used to stabilize the embamkment at the hotel in Globe, AZ.

We had a clear, warm day for our drive from Globe, AZ to San Diego, CA. Arizona has nice rest stops at interesting locations. California has most of their rest stops in the median between the traffic lanes on Interstate 8. They were not at very interesting locations. Therefore, I didn’t really get any good photos from rest stops in California, so the photos change from Arizona to San Diego Bay.

Mining display across from a rest stop.


Saguaro cactus and lots of blue sky.
Saguaro down.


A rugged range in the middle of nowhere.
Lola in San Diego Bay.
Downtown San Diego from the top of San Diego Bay.
Moon behind three palms.