I managed to get some work done on the office this morning. I was out there before the sun came up.
Around 10am I headed out the door with all my camera stuff heading to Ithaca, New York. It is at the south end of Cayuga Lake – one of the largest and deepest Finger Lakes. (Oh, I passed a place named, Finger Lake School of Massage. I found that kind of funny. I should have photographed the sign.)
The drive was beautiful. The fall colors down at that end of the region are just starting. They have NOT peaked yet. But, I did get some pretty shots.
Happy New York Cows
About part way there, I got a text from Misti Hymas saying she was running late. She was going to meet me in Ithaca to photograph the falls. And, since she was running late, I decided to stop off in Fayette, New York.
Fayette, New York – birth place of the L.D.S. Church in 1830
Since I had time, I decided to stop at the Peter Whitmer Farm and photograph the log home in the fall. Just my luck, they were re-chinking the log home. Some of you folks from NCPP will recognize this as the log home that was on my Print of the Year a couple of years ago. This is that same log home except about 50 degrees warmer outside. (The day I took that prize winning photo it was about 18-degrees outside.)
Peter Whitmer Log Home, Fayette, New York
I didn’t realize Fayette was so close to the lake. I decided to do some exploring and cut over to the the road that heads along the lake. In fact, you don’t realize how close together the finger lakes are. Because of all the trees, you can’t see them until you are nearly at the shore.
Cayuga Lake – Fayette, New York
So, if someone hands you a lemon, make lemonade. Today was one such day. I drove all the way to Ithaca to discover the falls I wanted to photograph were closed to hikers. The trail, according to the sign, was in such bad repair, it was unsafe and closed until further notice. DANG!
About then, I got a call from Misti saying she was driving around trying to find the place. So, I told her where I was parked and we drove to where a local told me we could see the falls from a bridge.
Now, try to find a place to park in Ithaca. It is worse the San Francisco when it comes to parking places. And, when you do find a place, it is 25 cents for 15 minutes with a 2 hour max.
Well, we found a couple of spots near the bridge and hiked up there. We found a trail down – no signs saying keep out, or anything like that. But, I must admit, this would not be a trail I would take rambunctious Boy Scouts hiking on. No way. It was pretty sketchy.
Looking Up from the Gorge Floor
We made it down to the canyon floor and hiked up a ways. Found some good shots. So, I guess you can say, we made lemonade out of the lemons that were dealt us.
Rapids at Cascadilla Falls
On the way home, I found a real-life Halloween house! Check this place out…
It always pay to look behind you as you drive. As I was leaving Ithaca, I caught this view from my rear-view mirror. I had to stop and get out and take a picture of this farm house.
Looking Towards Ithaca
It was starting to get dark, so I had one last chance at some fall colors… and then it started to rain. Here is the shot before the rain hit.
Last Chance Today to Get Fall Colors