This is a group of volunteers near the bus departure point for the mountain venues (we waited in line right next to that Starbucks when we went up on Saturday). Mandy calls them "Martians" because she thought that Martians were typically portrayed in science fiction as "little blue men." I told her it was little green men, but the name has stuck. Actually, their outfits, complete with snowpants, hats, and backpacks, are quite nice.
This picture is more by way of asking a question; what the heck are those florescent yellow piles of stuff there? I saw them a couple days ago from a greater distance and thought maybe it was just grain, being lit at night by sodium lights, but they are even more bright during the day... if it's grain it's radioactive. Mandy things road salt; maybe they were stockpiling in case the road to Whistler was particularly bad?
The Olympic flame, of course. But then you have... the rest of the story.
That's right... you can't get anywhere near it. It's fenced off and well-guarded. The only way to get pictures of the sort shown at left is to stick the lens of your camera through the fence, or get someone to boost you up so you can see over it. And there is only about a twenty foot stretch of fenceline where even this is possible, which I imagine makes for some pretty hellacious crowds of sightseers later in the day. We were lucky to be there pretty early.We talked to one of the officers there and she said they would probably be moving the fences back a little closer to the pillars tomorrow. It is a little ridiculous the way it is, although I understand why they have done it.
Well, those are the interesting shots... all the rest you can catch over on Flickr if you are interested.
2 comments:
Our guess on the yellow piles is sulfur, it seems there are some sulfur mines in the area.
Ah, that makes sense... I wouldn't have thought of it. Who needs that much sulfur? It's like seeing a big pile of talcum powder awaiting shipment to China or some place.
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