Amsterdam.
City of high speed bipedal traffic and vertically oriented moving techniques.
Buses, electric trains, bicycles, pedestrians, and really tiny cars all competed for their own right of way in the narrow streets that bound is city of canals together.
Early morning rain was the typical rule for the whole area, but the locals always seemed to know when the sun would come out.
Local cuties on rent-a-bikes.
The whole city was bisected by a series of canals. Everything from tourist shuttles to small cargo ships used them to navigate the city.
The city spares no exemptions for all kinds of addictions.
Van Statue, a famous Dutch explorer.
Now this is what I call "fast food!" Simply slip in some change and take your pick. It's funny how the red light district seemed to operate in the same fashion.
The city abounds with all sorts of interesting and old architecture. Amazing that it's all built upon a drained seabed.
One of the main drags leading up to the central train station.
Aghh! Their everywhere! Must have been a holdover from the German occupation of WWII...
This is the ceiling of a olden movie theater that I happened upon.
Outdoor concert in the city square. Great place for photos and cheap street food.
On my third day I rented a bike and really got to see a lot of the city. These pictures were taken in one of the five parks that I visited.
This is the presidental palace under a typical Dutch sky.
Local inhabitant of a coffeeshop. He was either very photogenic or just didn't want to move...
I arrived back in good ol' Washington state on the 4th of July. After spending the holiday up at Camano Island with my best friends and family I jumped into my mini summer vacation with reckless abandon. First off was a float down the still waters of the Entiat River.
Wassup?
Larry Seldon and Alan Schmidt
All of these shots are taken with my new D200. I was stoing it in a dry box down by my feet during the river's more rough sections.
We spotted this little hairy guy on the river bank. Joe Kelly later idetified it as a mink.
The following day my pops and I saddled up the nags and took off with Joe Kelly up the Entiat River trail.
We ate lunch here, at Snow Brushy Meadows.
Another shot of the Entiat River, in more of it's wild state.
The next weekend my folks, Chris Walter, and I took off for Pyramid Mountain. That's our dog Kiesha there with the dog pack. They hike their own food in and carry our garbage out.
Judy and Alan packing it all in.
That's Glacier Peak out in the distance.
Another shot of Glacier Peak with Duncan Ridge in the foreground.
Chris gives a nasty pose in front of our target, Pryamid Mountain.
Looking down into the meadow below Klone Peak.
Saska Peak, with Pyramid Creek and Mountain.
Garland Peak and Devil's Smokestack.
Chris eyeing the prize.
Chris going through the box of goodies atop the summit.
The deepest gorge in North America - bottom of Lake Chelan to the summit of Pyramid Mountain.
Smokey Bear and Sparky the Fire Dog.
Mt. Maude as seen from the summit.
Maude is the highest peak you can summit in the state of Washington without the aid of mountianeering gear.
Wide-angle view into the North Cascades.
After coming down from the summit we booked it the six and a half miles out to the Big Hill trailhead, catching the sunset on the way out. This was the last little adventure I wrangled before starting up with the FS on the 22nd. of July.
