National Soaring Museum

My original destination today was the Corning Museum of Glass. It's been my destination for two days. Instead, I got side-tracked and ended up at the National Soaring Museum. I don't have much to say about it, just lots of pictures. They had gliders ranging from models of the Wright Bros.' pre-powered planes to modern day gliders.

I went up in one in 1996-1997 sometime. It was a fabulous adventure, but I was surprised at how noisy they were. The newest gliders are relatively quiet. I wanted to go up in one today. Unfortunately, they cut their flights down to just weekends since Labor Day. Most of their help is from college kids who are now back in school. Enjoy:

Buttermilk Falls

I intended to go to the Corning Museum of Glass today, but I left Carol's too late to spend some quality time at the museum. Because I knew I wouldn't make it, I stopped at a nature center and took Hope for a walk. It was just a walk through the woods; no boardwalk, no swamp, no views -- just woods:

Along the way, I also passed this cool post office. You know what's weird about post offices? When I want one, I can travel through 20 towns and put countless hours and miles on the van and never see one. When I don't want one, I drive by dozens. Today I passed at least five.

The colors didn't come out so great with this picture so I tried playing around with color hues and saturation. It is close, but not quite there. I took this picture because the roof was green. I thought the green roof against the green field and trees would make for a really awesome picture.

A roadside garden in downtown Ithaca:

My final destination for the day was Buttermilk Falls State Park in Ithaca, NY. These are pictures from around the park:

The entrance to the park

The Falls

 

 

Pictures from around the park:

This last picture is of a house that was halfway between the lower park entrance and the upper park entrance. I liked it so I took a picture of it:

Little Falls

Carol and I took a walk along the tow path next to the Mohawk River canal in Little Falls. Can I walk? NOOOOO! I can barely climb out of bed. I don't think there's one inch of my body that doesn't hurt. Still, it wasn't going to stop me from site seeing. There isn't too much of a story to tell about today; just a lot of pictures:

Industry along the Mowhawk:

Now why, do you suppose, these benches are facing away from the river?

Possibly to watch the rock climbers?

A look down into the canal. It is over 300-feet deep.

Maintenance. The gears are being greased:

Looking down the Mowhawk from the edge of the lock:

Little Falls:

I want to live here: