Durnaleau Street

North tower of the Burrard St. bridge off in the distance on Granville Island.

A View From The Bridge 2

Even though I appear to have my f stop wrong I like the shot enough to use it anyway.

A View From The Bridge

A very un-original title.

The Burrard St. bridge seen from the Granville St. bridge,

Burrard Street Bridge

The Burrard Street Bridge is, more or less, perpetually in the news. As an art deco structure it's a total success. As a bridge for anything other than motor vehicles it's a disaster.

Vancouver will embark on a plan, beginning July 13, to re-jig the traffic pattern on the bridge in order to give cyclists and pedestrians a fighting chance at getting across in one piece.

The last time the nabobs at City Hall tried something similar was.......... 13 years ago! The trial was a dismal failure then because 'some' motorists, who apparently had a hell of a lot of drag at City Hall, bitched and complained that their commute had been made a living hell. After all, 'they pay taxes!'. Apparently, in the view of the average Mercedes S65 or Maserati driver, us pedestrians, bus riders and cyclists, are just free-loading. The first experiment was cancelled prematurely after less than a week.

A lot of us are hoping Vancouver has evolved since 1996 and that City Hall will tell any whining motorists where to go and how to get there, i.e. over the Granville St. Bridge or the Cambie St. Bridge.

A Pea Souper

I'm squeezing a couple of photos I took yesterday into the Granville Island series. 

We've had unusual, for us, periods of heavy fog for a week or more. It rolls in and rolls out (or whatever it does when it leaves) and yesterday it was as thick as a wool blanket by sundown. 

The Burrard St. bridge, seen here, spans the entrance to False Creek just north of Granville Island. 

There you have it, hot off the presses and straight out of my camera. 

P.S. In a, no doubt, futile attempt at keeping Virginia, my producer/manager, happy I'm going to try posting the blog earlier, i.e., in the middle of the night. Apparently my former schedule did not suit her lifestyle. 

If this schedule is better feel free to let me know. If it's worse feel free to let Virginia know.