Hoi, what a surprise! Annette from Bucket List Journey
tagged me for the HostelBookers 7 Super Shots
round-up. Thank you so much! So I took this grey and rainy Sunday to snuggle into a cozy fleece blanket on the couch, poured in a Yogi Peach Detox tea and looked through 25,440 pictures on my hard-drive to find my 7 Super Shots!
Drum roll !!! And here they are:
A photo that takes my breath away
Seeing the Grand Canyon takes one’s breath away; hiking all the way down to Colorado River took my breath away, made me wonder if it would come back at some point, caused the worst muscle soreness I ever had, offered amazing views and photo opportunities and made me a big fan of hard-core hiking. My previous hikes were minor walks compared to the Canyon hike. Even though it was exhausting, I would hike Grand Canyon again, without a doubt, and would bring my photography gear, despite the extra weight. And I carry a lot of gear: camera, 2 lenses, tripod and underwater case, 2 flash-lights and remote control.
This image I took on the South Kaibab Trail on our way down. On the first view you might think to see the ground of the Canyon and a creek. But follow the creek with your eyes and you’ll see the main gorge in the distance, from there it goes around 460 meter very steep down to Colorado River.
A photo that makes me laugh or smile
We started the hike down into Grand Canyon early in the morning, 5 a.m., dark and chilly. After an incredible sunrise it got warmer and warmer and we hiked down the trail to the main gorge. Short bio-break at the plateau called Tipoff around 11.a.m., a picture here and there, a little bit sitting on the dry, rough limestone ground, munching dried apples, relaxing the over-used feet and on we went, down into the melting hot gorge. Some magic power managed to move my legs further, completely ignoring their scream for rest. Sweating was by far faster than we could suck water out of the hydration packs. We even tried to sit in a 2-foot-narrow shadow stripe, pressed on the red stone wall. Just a little bit further, only maybe 20 min., and we would reach the ground. The ground of the Canyon with its massive, green-brownish water mass, the Colorado River. We persuaded ourselves to fight through the fieriness and walked further down. On the other side of Kaibab Suspension Bridge, right next to the River, an even hotter heat was waiting for us. And no chance to get closer to the River. But the Campground was within grasp, there must be shadow somewhere….!?
With a faint murmuring Clear Creek tried to get our attention, to convince us that it was not a hallucination. Crystal, ice-water jolted through a stone bed, waiting to chill our hot bodies. I felt like boiled egg quenched under running water.
This picture of my boy-friend in Clear Creek makes me laugh because it was such a surreal situation, the hottest place on earth I’ve ever been to and we’re in the middle of an freezing cold Creak with the camera and a huge underwater case.
A photo that makes me dream
Cape Hatteras, Outer Banks, North Carolina: The boys were trying to twiddle the rusty tow coupling of a newly bought boat, a little bigger than a dingy, onto our van. I could not help because I was fighting millions of mosquitos. They didn’t bother a t-shirt or pants, as if it was just another layer of skin between them and my blood. Am I tasting better than the boys or are they plainly ignoring the little vampires?
Trying to escape I walked, slapping myself here and there, through the former boat owners car port and suddenly stood on a lakefront. Very unexpected. I mean, the Outer Banks are such a narrow island, surrounded by Ocean and Sound, how would expect a lake here? Well, I didn’t and must have goggled around mesmerized for a while. Mosquito-sucking-party! I didn’t bother anymore.
Smooth as a mirror the surface of the lake reflected the evening sky. Or was this magical lake holding the sky’s sibling hostage?!
A photo that makes me think
Hundreds of protesters captured Zuccotti Park in New York City during the Occupy Wall Street movement till they had to leave November 15th, 2011. Their slogan ‘We are the 99%’ referred to the statement that 1% of the US american people own more than the remaining 99%.
There was no clear demand pronounced during the protest, but awareness raised for the situation of many US Americans and the uneven distribution of wealth.
This image and the other Occupy Wall Street images
that I took at Zuccotti park make me think about the possession oriented world in which we live. Will the era of everything-cheaper-for-more-profit-at-cost-of-health end at some point?
A photo that makes my mouth water
The best cappuccino I ever had, with a juicy pistachio cookie. So yummy! Coffee roasted in Brooklyn by an Australian! Check out Toby’s estate
. This coffee tastes so good that I want to know all the details on how they make it and what the differences are to the regular french-press or drip coffee. What’s the secret? A special ingredient or pure love for coffee?
A photo that tells a story
This is how it can look like when Irene comes for a visit. Hurricane Irene came for a quick but rough stop-over to some Caribbean Islands and the US East Coast in August 2011 and brought lots of water and sand as presents for the unintended hosts. All rooms on the 1st floor of this house on Pea Island, North Carolina, were still covered with a foot thick layer of sand seven weeks after the Hurricane.
A photo that I am most proud of
The 4th of July 2011 fireworks had just started and I managed to take this picture of East Village, New York and the very first firecracker. The event is gigantic every year and the sky does not look so beautiful for long because of huge clouds of smoke that tons of fireworks produce. So, yes, I’m very proud of this picture.
Now it’s you!
I nominate the bloggers below and look forward to seeing their 7 Super Shots from all around the world. Here are the official rules from HostelBookers!
Liz and Axel on Board of Gudrun V
The wrong way home
Time Travel Turtle
Seek New Travel