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Images of Woonsocket Falls
We had a fun day; in the morning Sebastian and I took a walk down to Woonsocket Falls to take some photos. Here they are.
The first view of the falls, looking over the bridge. The bridge is quite massive, by the way, and I seem to recall that the tour guide said the supports for the bridge were sunk down into bedrock, making it incredibly durable.
A slightly closer and fuller view of the dam/falls. To the right you can see part of the island which sits in the center of the river at the base of the falls; the stone bridge goes right over it, and I suppose it's built into it as well.
We turn a little left to take a straight-on view of the leftmost side of the falls. It's made up of four segments like this one. Incidentally, last winter the water of the falls was at leat 90% frozen - it turned into yellow ice.
This is the center of the falls. In the background above the falls you can see the Blackstone Explorer at dock (it's green, with a splash of white). The rocks in the foreground are the base of the island; we'll get a better look at that island later.
The right side of the falls, facing them from the bridge; Sebastian and I often look at the falls from the sidewalk pictured on the right, and in fact I think there's a photo from that point later on. Note the yellow scum in the water.
A close-up, from the bridge, of some of the rocks at the base of the dam. Don't swim in that water.
Sebastian looking at the "stinky" waterfall ("Diapy on!"). It actually didn't smell much today, if at all.
A look back under the bridge we just crossed. No trolls there.
A side view of almost the entire falls. As I recall, that's about a 30-foot drop. They divert a small amount of the water for hydroelectric purposes.
A slight left turn of the camera. The falls are just to your right, out of view, but you can see the stone island with the water flowing around it on both sides. The view of the bridge is mostly blocked by the trees on the island, but you can see it on the left. It's really quite a deep gorge, and the island (which is mostly rock) is surprisingly high; it's an unusual formation.
The lip of the waterfall. It always looks so calm and smooth.
On the way back home we walked on the opposite side of the bridge, and I tried to get a shot of the river on that side; it's pretty striking. But I was holding Sebastian in one arm, so all I could do was sort of hold up the camera and press the button. Sometimes that works, but this time I only got a photo of the side of the bridge, which I won't inflict on you.
It really sucks that that was the last space on the chip, because just a moment later a beautiful blue heron soared up from under the bridge. It wasn't more than fifteen feet from us at most before it flew down along the river and disappeared. Beautiful.
Later that day we all went to Wright's Dairy to get some milk. As always, Sebastian insisted on seeing the cows; there weren't any baby cows today (they're his favorite), but the cows in the dry barn had just been given a lot of hay. Sebastian likes to pick up scraps of hay and sort of toss them towards the cows; he really likes cows, but he's also a little afraid of them (which is understandable, given their relative sizes). Once or twice he has accidentally been touched by a cow's wet nose, and it always reduces him to panicky giggles.
And that was our Sunday!
The first view of the falls, looking over the bridge. The bridge is quite massive, by the way, and I seem to recall that the tour guide said the supports for the bridge were sunk down into bedrock, making it incredibly durable.
A slightly closer and fuller view of the dam/falls. To the right you can see part of the island which sits in the center of the river at the base of the falls; the stone bridge goes right over it, and I suppose it's built into it as well.
We turn a little left to take a straight-on view of the leftmost side of the falls. It's made up of four segments like this one. Incidentally, last winter the water of the falls was at leat 90% frozen - it turned into yellow ice.
This is the center of the falls. In the background above the falls you can see the Blackstone Explorer at dock (it's green, with a splash of white). The rocks in the foreground are the base of the island; we'll get a better look at that island later.
The right side of the falls, facing them from the bridge; Sebastian and I often look at the falls from the sidewalk pictured on the right, and in fact I think there's a photo from that point later on. Note the yellow scum in the water.
A close-up, from the bridge, of some of the rocks at the base of the dam. Don't swim in that water.
Sebastian looking at the "stinky" waterfall ("Diapy on!"). It actually didn't smell much today, if at all.
A look back under the bridge we just crossed. No trolls there.
A side view of almost the entire falls. As I recall, that's about a 30-foot drop. They divert a small amount of the water for hydroelectric purposes.
A slight left turn of the camera. The falls are just to your right, out of view, but you can see the stone island with the water flowing around it on both sides. The view of the bridge is mostly blocked by the trees on the island, but you can see it on the left. It's really quite a deep gorge, and the island (which is mostly rock) is surprisingly high; it's an unusual formation.
The lip of the waterfall. It always looks so calm and smooth.
On the way back home we walked on the opposite side of the bridge, and I tried to get a shot of the river on that side; it's pretty striking. But I was holding Sebastian in one arm, so all I could do was sort of hold up the camera and press the button. Sometimes that works, but this time I only got a photo of the side of the bridge, which I won't inflict on you.
It really sucks that that was the last space on the chip, because just a moment later a beautiful blue heron soared up from under the bridge. It wasn't more than fifteen feet from us at most before it flew down along the river and disappeared. Beautiful.
Later that day we all went to Wright's Dairy to get some milk. As always, Sebastian insisted on seeing the cows; there weren't any baby cows today (they're his favorite), but the cows in the dry barn had just been given a lot of hay. Sebastian likes to pick up scraps of hay and sort of toss them towards the cows; he really likes cows, but he's also a little afraid of them (which is understandable, given their relative sizes). Once or twice he has accidentally been touched by a cow's wet nose, and it always reduces him to panicky giggles.
And that was our Sunday!