Halifax, Nova
Scotia was our first official stop on the cruise. I briefly discussed Halifax, but wanted to go
into more detail about what I actually did there.
The MomUnit and I
took the "Shutterbug's Dream" excursion. This excursion was described as a trip to all
the important, scenic and interesting sites of Halifax that any photographer
would want to capture.
As a photographer
I have to say two things. First, while some of the sites were in fact
interesting, photograph-er-ly speaking, they were boring. And secondly, to do
real magic with photographs you need more time than each stopped allowed.
Still it was fun
and informative. Halifax, as a whole, is an interesting place.
Our first stop on
this "Shutterbug's Dream" excursion was the citadel. The excursion description says that you stop
and visit the citadel. Turns out we just
park right out side it at a little scenic pull out where the tour guide tells
you that behind you is the citadel, which you can't see because it's
strategically buried. But right in front
of you is the Halifax Old Town Clock.
Oooh….ahhh…. It was designed and created to keep the garrison and the
town people punctual and has done so since 1803.
We glided through the public gardens with no time to stop and try to set up some sort of shot. Still, as the tour guide rambled on about how beautiful the gardens were in the spring, I managed a few nice shots.
This fountain intrigued me. Not because of the fountain itself, but because of the little cherubs on the fountain. I took a close up of one of the cherubs and it wasn't until I was reviewing my photos later that I realized there was something really off about this little boy.
Our next stop was, by far, the one I was most looking forward to seeing, Peggy's Cove. This place just screamed photographer mecca. It's rugged beauty made me want to spend hours there shooting the rocks, the waves, the houses, the fishing boats, etc. Instead I got 30 minutes. 10 of which were spent trying to get through the one and only gift shop opened to see if I could get a post card. I gave up and scrambled to get some photos.
The Peggy's Cove Lighthouse is probably the most interesting tourist item to shoot. Tons of people around so it was hard to get any shots without people. Still, it was breath-taking all the same.
The wind blew
like a crazy person on the shore. I was
afraid to bring P-Dot out at all since I was sure she'd be blown away.
The MomUnit
wanted coffee and so decided to stand in line for coffee and a hot chocolate
for me. As she did that, I booked down the street a bit to see if there was
anything interesting to shoot where some of the fishing boats were mored.
Again, very little time to even think about what I was shooting. Still, I think some of these turned out
pretty good.
P-Dot got trapped like a lobster. |
Something tells me they have wave issues. |
And something tells me that visitors don't heed their warnings. |
First the
explosion.
They say it's one
of the most renowned part of Nova Scotia history. December 6, 1917 was a devastating day in
Nova Scotia history and, for a very long time, the largest explosion in the
world. Along the Halifax waterfront is
where this accident happened. A French
ship called the Mont Blac arrived in Halifax without time to enter the harbor. They dropped anchor and were to sail in early
the next morning. Another ship called
the Imo was simultaneously preparing to pull up it's anchor and sail that same
morning. The Mont Blac was fully loaded
with explosive cargo. The two vessels experience mixed directional signals and
collided. The Mont Blac was left to
drift and ultimately drifted into the harbor and somehow a spark ignited the
explosives and destroyed most of the Halifax waterfront, killing 2000 men,
women, and children and almost 10,000 injured. The explosion covered almost 400
acres of land.
Interesting
little Halifax tidbit.
Now on to the
Titanic. According to our tour guide, Halifax is one of the many cities that
heard the SOS. They dispatched vessels
for recovery. It took many of the ships
3 days to get to the Titanic. The first
to arrive picked up survivors. The other two were on a strictly recovery
mission.
As the bodies
came into the morgue, the coroner did a good job keeping records. He basically wrote descriptions and numbered
each body. Many bodies were claimed by
family members and brought to be buried in their family plots. About 10 were
buried in the Jewish cemetery. The remaining, unclaimed, were buried in one
cemetery. The tombstones had the date of the death, April 15, 1912, and the
body number. Some bodies were later
claimed, but the families opted to leave them buried where they were.
There's one small
child that was never claimed. Through
the years DNA technology has found who he belongs to, but then further
technology dismisses it. Two families
were led to believe this was one of their relatives. Finally, the commission
that does this type of thing decided to just leave this child unclaimed to
avoid any further pain for families.
After the
cemetery we were going to some "old warehouses" in Halifax. As a
photographer I was thinking, "cool maybe some fun shots there."
Instead the "old warehouses" was code for shopping center. I should
have know.
The MomUnit and I
weaved our way through the shops. We
stumbled onto a funny T-shirt that I wish I would have bought.
So that was
Halifax. Interesting, but not a place I feel I ever need to go back to.
1 comments:
Wow, that is fascinating (and sad!) about the unclaimed child. Love the cross headstone photo in b&w.
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