
Onramp from 29th St.S. to bike path. |

Old wooden gate next to path. |

Side of building in industrial yard. |

Sun starts to set on the bike trail. |

Late traffic wends its way home by Calhoun Parkway. |

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Stone grotto through which bike path winds, connecting Lake of the Isles with Lake Calhoun. |

Masoned trestle/footpath in Lake of the Isles. |

Pedestrians along Lake Calhoun. |

Experimenting with direct sun exposure. |

People hanging out on a pier. |

Where the bike path divides the trees. |

Trying to find the perfect shot to include all the trees and yet capture the truer hue of the leaves. |

Here I think I've got the colors better but I just can't frame the shot around the trees. |

The playground by the beach (this time in the autumn with live people). |

Rollerbladers at rest by the playground; another experiment with sunlight off the lake. |

First try at getting the fisherman in his boat: the display I saw in the camera made him look way too small. |

Another attempt. There's just nothing for it. |

Monument in the median between the biking and pedestrian paths, midway down the east bank of the lake. (Warning: very large picture, very high resolution) |

I really, really wanted to get this shot of the sun reflecting off the building, off the lake. |

Further east, across the trails, across the frontage road, across the trolley rails, there's a graveyard. (Warning: very large picture, very high resolution) |

This is the fence I leaned up against to get the shot, I like the ivy. (Warning: very large picture, very high resolution) |

These are the trolley tracks I just mentioned. They are occasionally in use. (Warning: very large picture, very high resolution) |

Another shot from the park of the apartments across the lake. I could never afford to live here. |

I really like the Minneapolitan skyline, especially these shots of it emerging from the forest. |

People running, playing with Zen-like oblivion to the beauty all around them. |

An uncharacteristically shaky shot of people playing volleyball. I think my taking a picture upset them. |

Moonrise over Lake Calhoun. |

An assload of seagulls and ducks parked before another angle of the skyline. |

Moon and reflection off the lake. I wish the water were clearer for this one. |

Arrrgh, blurry shot of the Calhoun Parkway coming up from the southernmost reaches of the lake. |

Same shot, attempting to use low-light exposure. |

Another playground (not far from the Strip of Dishonor where I used to drive home). |

Blurry shot of joggers and some lake through a grove. |

The sun sets rapidly as I snatch this picture of the moon over the rec center. |

GAAH!! Blurred shot of the lifeguard station. Really need that tripod. |

Autumn descends upon this swingset by the lake, as it does upon all our lives. |

The capricious light sources trick you into thinking this is a canoe rack in early afternoon. |

I like this one, the moon over the boats at bay, and the beginning of Uptown in the background. |

...A crappier low-light shot of the same scene. Damn. |

I can't hold the camera still enough to take this shot of the stream that leads to the grotto. |

The concrete grotto where bikes race through and lovers take a leisurely stroll. Attempted flash/low-light, that's why you can see a section of the wall by my head on the left. |

Only prolonged exposure. Now I think the lovers suspect something amiss. |

"Sun off the lake" exposure; the lovers leave, but I get a good shot of a canoe. They come through here all the time. |

I'm on the bike trail, taking a shot of the bus stop across the street (Hennepin) from the grand huge bus depot. |

Graffiti (I didn't know that was a plural word) I spotted on the way home. |

None of it makes any sense to me. Is this someone's turf? |

Ignore the overpasses and the offramp - look at that grass in the foreground! |

Same shot, same exposure, just ... angled the camera differently or something stupid. |

More graffiti in a truckyard north of Bryant and 29th.St. Again, hieroglyphic (I almost said "apocryphal", I didn't know that would've been wrong). |