anitram said:
Yep, it's an Inukshuk.
GibsonGirl's picture captures one that's much more representative of them. It's basically a stone formation designed to look like a human being. The Inuit have used them for thousands of years in the north to give direction to those in the area--usually barren places where visual references, like trees, are limited. They've also come to act as symbols of friendship and community, which is likely why people create them in non-threatening places these days...more like inspirations from the original usage. I've seen them while driving, sitting on top of cliffs, or in slightly exposed areas, like in GG's pic.
GibsonGirl said:
Great shot. The west coast is gorgeous. I've only been there once, and only in winter!
Winter is great, but summer is even better! If you ever get a chance, I
highly recommend going to Burgeo, on the southwest coast. It's about two hours outside of Corner Brook. It's right alongside Gros Morne as my absolute favourite place in Newfoundland to visit. The key, however, is to go when the weather is nice. It's absolutely magical on a hot summer's day. Okay, make that a
warm day. It is Newfoundland, after all.
My aunt took this shot, next to her cabin. I seemingly have a lot of aunts with cabins!
Unfortunately, I don't have any pics that I've taken of Burgeo. I actually haven't been there in about four years because I've been so caught up with work.
I found these two on other sites...once you leave the quaint little fishing village in my aunt's photo, and go around the corner into Sandbanks Provincial Park, you end up here:
Ava79 said:
I love this thread so much. You all take great pictures! Aren't we lucky to have such a beautiful planet??
These are all from Iceland, the most amazing place I've ever visited.
That's simply stunning!
Looks like it might be an incredible place for hiking.
We certainly are lucky to have such a great planet, as you say. I had that very thought a few weeks back when I flew home for Christmas. It was a completely lousy day weather-wise when the plane finally took off in the middle of a snowstorm. For a few overly-turbulent minutes I was actually concerned that we wouldn't make it, but then we quickly soared above the clouds, in plain view of the rising sun. I remember thinking, "This place is so fragile...and Al Gore is absolutely right, we've got to take care of it!!" No better time to have an epiphany than when faced with imminent death.