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SHADE AND A SHOW AT BUSCH GARDENS TAMPA

August 26, 2014

Florida’s humidity was sapping my energy as I trudged through Busch Gardens Tampa feeling like I was really on a safari… aka… barely any shade. Instead of melting in the heat like a fallen Cherry Popsicle, I decided to take advantage of the attractions where shade always guaranteed… the shows! Due to time restraints I wasn’t able to watch ALL staged shows.

UNTAPPED: BURN THE FLOOR

Show - Untapped 1

Untapped - Guitarists

The guitarists on the 2nd floor balcony stage

Ballroom dancers perform spicy and exotic moves with a hint of sexy at the Pantopia Grill—the only dining area in the park to have a stage (you don’t need to eat to watch). I watched in jealousy at the sassy yet graceful way each dancer performed to styles mostly rooted in Latin or Swing… I wanted to do that! Although most dances involved the group moving together, there were still many moments when each of the cast of international dancers was able to show off their personal styles. As each set continued, my dance-dumb self recognized the building blocks of many ballroom moves, but the dancers threw in plenty of tricks to show why they were the professionals. At one point, two guys actually leapt onto the dining tables and competed in a Latin-inspired “Tap Dance” battle within the crowd.

All music was sang by the powerful vocals of two, talented singers. A second-floor stage also featured three men plucking guitar strings throughout. Although it looked visually nice, I’m not sure they were needed because with the accompanying soundtrack I couldn’t tell if they were really playing or not.

OPENING NIGHT: CRITTERS

Be prepared to watch scores of creatures—furry and feathered—as they blur the line between acting and just being themselves. While barely anybody gets stage time longer than 30 seconds, that just means the appearances of mini horses, macaws, and even emus keep coming and coming. While most tricks involve a moving animal moving and activating a switch, there’s some actual tricks such as a Broadway-singing bird, a hide-and-seek dog, and a trio of birds whose tails actually scrape the heads of audience members as they fly above.

Show - Critters - Dogs

 

The story begins with the animals rebelling against the former host of their show. Two stage hands view this an opportunity to take the spotlight—but first they have to prove themselves. A similar “Critters” show ended years ago and close observers will notice several of the old tricks revamped under the new spotlight. And just like the old show—unnecessary singing. Okay, the first song was actually cute because the old host is trying to sing it while the animals prank him—but the song itself isn’t memorable. The remaining songs seem to come out of nowhere and thus become borderline annoying. While the actors can really sing—unfortunately their songs add no memories.

ICEPLORATIONS

At the urging of their Grandfather, a very “plugged in” child joins their Grandpa in his world travels and learns there is much exciting entertainment to be found in nature. Through whimsical sets and large projected backgrounds, I was transported to the Serengeti, the Great Barrier Reef, the Artic and the Rainforest. As the name of the show hints, the centerpiece is the ice-covered stage where at times up to twenty performers danced with half of them skimming the ice in tight choreography—yet a mid-ice collision never occurred.

Show - Iceplorations

Besides ice skating tricks there’s also jumping meerkats, a dragonfly zipping through the air, and monkeys on a trampoline all making appearances. Of course these aren’t real animals—although there are a few animal actors—but very elaborate costumes donned by acrobatic dancers.

By the time you started to appreciate an act, it was on to the next set. Iceplorations could easily stretch into an hour but with the time given the show quickly crammed a lot into a little time.

SOUNDSATIONAL

Riding on acapella’s popularity following movies like “Pitch Perfect” or television contest “The Sing-Off” this show follows an acapella singing competition between an all-boy and all-girl group. While the singers and the songs are hits, the show itself isn’t memorable. I believe most of the audience was more entertained by having an excuse to sit for half an hour in the shade with a fan. Busch Gardens already inserts singing into all its shows (see above) so we know the park is filled with singers—but this is the only show unaccompanied by other tricks.

Show - Soundsational

I was mildly amused by the little ways the actors would make their characters their own even if it wasn’t important to the story—like a girl getting her hair caught in a twirling umbrella or the awkward-seeming nerd on the guy’s team tripping during a dance. Each singer was talented, however in the final song they all sang to a soundtrack which defeated the purpose of this whole show.

KINETIX

Show - Twin HoopsThis summer-only show energized the audience over the big Gwazi field on a great multi-tiered outdoor stage. The only problem with this arrangement was the lack of seat elevation. If there’s a tall person who sits in front of you, you won’t see lower action onstage. Yet you are still bound to see something because every foot of the stage is covered with a performer—most notably the live rock band blasting out music from the top stages. Naturally there’s singing and the songs are all current Top-40 hits such as Katy Perry’s “Dark Horse” to Kesha’s “Timber.” Everything is further pumped up by the group of tightly choreographed hip-hop dancers.

But the singing and dancing is only to uplift Kinetix’s main focus – all the crazy stunts. Ample time is given to a very daring balancing act, unique hula hoop tricks (and believe me I’ve seen a lot of hula hoop tricks) and even an almost seductive female duo on a single, twirling suspended hoop. The final act was a bit of organized chaos as the choreographers tried to see how much varied action they could fit on one stage but it was a good way to once more see the previous performers show off one more time while a troupe of fun-loving guys trampolined off the cityscape in the background.

Show - Kinetix Finale

Kinetix has only one performance a day in the late evening. Afterwards, guests only have to turn in their seats to see the Park’s night time fireworks.

PAUSING FROM THE ROLLER COASTERS

At first Busch Gardens’ choice of shows seem strange against an area where the relationship between man and animal is the first theme—but there’s only so many nature-hugging, animal tricks shows you can create. As a result, Busch Gardens has a good show line-up that still has hits or misses. The most obvious mistake is attempting to insert singing wherever possible—please don’t try to be a Disney—Busch Gardens has its own charm! Experience the talent of Busch Entertainment next time you visit… you’ll also get some welcomed shade and a chance to sit.

Please excuse the quality of my photos– flash photography is not permitted in the indoor shows and my little point-and-shoot was rebelling.

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THE EASTERN LOOP HOME

August 13, 2014
Although more than a month has passed since I visited Yellowstone, the images and the experiences are as clear in my mind as yesterday. (I apologize—life has gotten in the way of writing)
Bison relaxing in Lamar Valley

Bison relaxing in Lamar Valley

It was time I bade farewell to my brief couple of days in the cute, mountainous Cooke City, MT (Part of the Top 10 of Best small towns by Budget Travel in 2012) and head back south. It was a four-hour drive from Cooke City to Jackson, WY but heck… we knew there was already enough to see in the eastern part of the “Grand Loop” before the drive would be half over. Four-hour drive? We left Cooke City at 10am and didn’t expect to enter Jackson by sunset.

No journey from Cooke City can begin well without stuffing yourselves from the Bearclaw Bakery. We packed Berry Pie slices and Orange Cinnamon Rolls (with real Orange rinds in the dough!) to keep us company for the ride south.

LAMAR VALLEY

Bison by Lamar Valley RoadThis vast area is probably the most northern part of Yellowstone. There are so many herds of Bison just chilling, frolicking and being bad asses in the valley that you will probably get sick of them (except me as I fought the urge to hug one). We passed this area several times before today and each time our car ran into mini traffic jams caused by Bison crossing the road without a care in the world. The famous Yellowstone Wolf Pack also calls this area home although BF Shoes and I never caught a glimpse of them. No worries, the Bison—carefree giants—were always very amusing to watch.

Lamar Valley barely has any trees. Instead short bushes cover the ground amidst the soft, rolling hills. With the snow-topped mountains looming in the distance and no way to see where the Valley began or ended, you can’t help but feel so small. It’s almost comically futile trying to capture the grandness of the valley with your camera’s zoom lens as you huddle together among your little group of cars.

CALCITE SPRINGS OVERLOOK

An empty parking lot had me worried (a sure sign something is visually interesting nearby) so we walked gingerly down the short path to the wooden railings ahead… and stood at the edge of the earth as it yawned loudly. Left and right the looming faces of cliffs tumbled below to reveal the Yellowstone River rushing below. Straight ahead the cliff’s face was lined with different natural designs—signs explained this phenomenon. BF Shoes and I walked down the short path to get some extra angles on the view. I leaned as far as I could against the railing to watch the earth fall beneath me while the chilly winds rushed by my face—a feeling unmatched!

Calcite Springs Overlook

Calcite Springs Overlook

CALDERA OVERLOOK

The road south of the Overlook is lined with cliffs rising above the road. It was difficult to see where the road led when suddenly, the land opened up to reveal a large valley broken only by soft, rolling hills. Like Lamar Valley, the Caldera Overlook was supposed to be a great area to spot wildlife. The only thing that came to life were our cell phones which had no reception at all for the past few days… but no time for catching up on texts… the views outside the screens were fantastic!

YNP Drive - That Valley

Caldera Overlook

THE FALLS AND ARTIST POINT

Artist Point - Lower FallsThis area’s popularity rounds out the cast of Yellowstone’s most famous. Just head straight for any signs that say ‘Artist Point’ and ignore the others—the number of cars in its parking lot will already signal the treat ahead. The short skip to the vantage point is filled with peek-a-boo views of the Grand Canyon through the trees. Eventually the path veered left… and ohhhh wow this place lives up to its name. From the vantage point you are thrust near the center of the Park’s Grand Canyon and in the distance you can see the Lower Falls Waterfall crashing into the Yellowstone River where it passes by your perch.

The view from Artist Point is almost surreal—in glancing at my photos later it seemed like I had photographed a painting instead of the real thing. Beautiful upon amazing. While the name Artist Point comes from the first explorers admiring the beauty of this location, I prefer to think of it as a reverence to creator God as the artist.

Artist Point whetted our appetites and made us crave more. A small hike (or drive) led us to the overlook of the Upper Falls (where the river eventually feeds into the Lower Falls seen at Artist Point). If your body allows it, take the 324 metal steps down Uncle Tom’s Trail to get an even closer view of the Lower Falls. Going down isn’t the problem—BF Shoes practically ran up the steps later on while I tried to disguise my breathless pauses as photo opportunities. But it was so worth it. Being so close to a waterfall is awe-inspiring. During the ascent back I happened to glance where the Lower Falls met the River just in time to see a perfect little rainbow arch through the mist created.

(Left) Artist Point view from the observation Point (Top right) Stairs down Uncle Tom's Trail (Bottom Right) Rainbow over Lower Falls

(Left) Artist Point view from the observation Point (Top right) Stairs down Uncle Tom’s Trail (Bottom Right) Rainbow over Lower Falls

MUD VOLCANO AREA

After days of being away from the geysers and hot springs Yellowstone is known for, it was almost comforting to see the familiar sight of thin trails of steam ascending into the air much like scattered camp fires dotting a forest. And that’s when the smell of the Mud Volcano area hits you—farts mixed with burnt tires and gasoline penetrate your car- but the giggling, middle-school side of you makes you exit your vehicle.  The mile-long boardwalk led us past small pools of blooping, creamy, gray heated mud. One particular hot spring bubbled like water boiling on the stove but the smell was so bad we couldn’t get within twenty feet of the water’s edge. Instead we laughed, gagged, then held our noses and ran.

Dragon's Mouth Springs

Dragon’s Mouth Springs

This area is also home to the Dragon’s Mouth Spring—one of the coolest natural features I’ve seen. Just check out the photo above. A hot spring is streaming out of this cave in pulsing waves while the boiling steam also pours out of the cave making it difficult to see through the darkness inside. What you can’t see is the low rumbling that sounds like a hungry stomach or angry growl (caused by a combo of natural factors I can’t explain). If this cave had somehow been transported to the entrance of a Dragon-related ride at a Universal Studios theme park I wouldn’t have batted an eye. Cool effect. Very fitting. And I would’ve kept walking on. But it’s crazy to think this is NATURALLY made! (Oh God you crazy, artist you.)

AND THAT’S ONLY HALFWAY

We experienced all that before even hitting the shores of the Yellowstone Lake. It was an easy drive and very scenic and very easy to stop and take a break. And did I mention the weather was finally cooperating to allow jeans and shirts? (No more jackets!) Keep your eyes peeled for the final moments of my beautiful Yellowstone trip as my journey slowly led me back to Jackson, WY.

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TAMPAPALOOZA WOOZY

August 2, 2014
Editors update: A Tampapalooza coordinator reached out to me saying this “first day was far less than ideal.” However “we have made some changes” for Sunday’s event to go “more smoothly” and “enjoyably.” I’m adding this hopeful comment to the top of this post– it’s always a good thing when organizers realize mistakes and work to change them instead of acting pompous and ignorant. Thank you for reading and reaching out.

 

Attending free local events in their ‘inaugural’ year is always a gamble because this is the time to make mistakes so you learn from them in the future. Looking back, I wonder if the mistake of Tampapalooza was having one in the first place. But let me rewind. There was no way this Tampa Bay lover could say ‘no’ to a free festival promising to celebrate “everything local in Tampa!” With humid heat and no predicted rain, I armed myself with a frozen water bottle, sunscreen and floppy hat.

Wing of the event

This is one wing of the event… notice how the crowds aren’t even approaching the booths?

Before I even stepped foot in the event, an immediate dislike was planted by the parking admission. While a parking cost was never mentioned on the official website, both Visit Tampa Bay and the Tampa Bay Times online yelled FREE parking at the event. $6 wasn’t going to kill me, but I had been severely misled.

Still I pressed on into the Fairgrounds. Tampapalooza occupied an area the size of a football field. While that’s awesome and offers lots of potential, there were not enough vendors present to fill that large area. What resulted were lots of empty space and very thin crowds. There were whole groups of vendors the crowds wouldn’t even approach because of the strange layout.

Cigar City Area

Cigar City Brewing had a prime spot under this large tent

There was a running theme throughout the event and it was obvious from the moment I walked in to the moment I exited the gates… the lack of celebrating “Tampa Bay.” There were a few nods to Tampa’s pirate-crazed celebrations as a few costumed characters walked or stilt-walked around. Cigar City Brewing even had a great location under a large, shaded tent… but nothing else screamed Tampa Bay pride. Did the birds from Busch Gardens not want to attend? Were the student performers from the USF too shy? Did the armored vehicles from McDill Air Force Base not want to get touched? And the worst one… not a single known Tampa restaurant was present like the Columbia or Taco Bus— I know I’ve seen them sell food on the streets before. At least an appearance by Gigi’s Cupcakes represented a Tampa store with a booth.

 

Stage

The stage area

Instead half the vendors were similar to the smaller stalls you see at the State Fair selling Kettle Corn or Italian Sausages. Big sponsors Cricket and Mazda both had large booths including a test-driving area for Mazda’s VIP ticket holders. Other vendors weren’t Tampa Bay locals but visitors from elsewhere in the state such as Calypso Salt and Soaps from Davenport, FL (I’ve never seen handmade soap this artistic looking so I bought a couple). All these vendors probably would’ve sold more if they had moved to one of several Farmer’s Markets in the Bay area today.

At least the local talent on the stage was entertaining. Young Francesca belted out original and cover songs while playing an acoustic guitar. Another band (their name escapes me) rocked out. Unfortunately the beating sun kept everyone far away from the stage. I tried to get a schedule of performances but the vendors I asked and even some volunteers in the children’s tent had no idea.

Inflatable playground

Part of the inflatable playground

Perhaps families with small kids were better off. An entire corner of Tampapalooza was filled with an inflatable playground. Under the ‘Children’s Tent’ markers, poster paper, and wind spinners were thrown around and left for the children to get creative with. None of this interested me.

After pushing two hours there (I had to justify paying $6 to enter a place easily completed in less than an hour) I left. If Tampapalooza ever decides to return, please move to a more welcoming location like Curtis Hixon Park. And please bring more Tampa-based representatives and entertainment. There was barely anything for an adult to do except shop—I could’ve just shopped St. Pete’s Farmer’s Market for that. Instead of a winning celebration, this was just a Tampapa-lose-a.

To view my photos from the event, just click on any of the photos above or right here.

TAKE A YELLOWSTONE HIKE

July 2, 2014

The best memories of my Yellowstone trip didn’t involve Geysers, Hot Springs, or Bison. No—it involved moments when the only thing reminding us of civilization was us and the dirt path.

Unfortunately the drive from West Yellowstone to Cooke City was a long, gloomy day filled with rain, hail, and 40-degree temperatures. Compared to the Park’s lower half, these roads were trampled with less RVs, tour busses, and tourists. The roads were still a far cry from a ghost road through the Sahara, but stop areas were more spaced out and true wildlife took over. Lamar Valley is probably the most northern area of Yellowstone and although it was teeming with life we kept going. We passed signs for trails within the Valley but wanted an area with elevation and trees.

Hiking together

Notice how bundled up we are?

We hiked for a couple days around Cooke City… and hiking was my favorite part. Being from flat Florida, the closest thing to hiking up mountains was ascending the stairs at work. Although BF Shoes and I are healthy, relatively fit adults we made sure not to make our introduction to hiking goals too crazy. We were beginning hikers doing short, day excursions. We didn’t want to be complete newbs so we actually prepared. Our back packs contained water and flat, energetic snacks. Our boots had good grips. We wore sunscreen and hats. And it may sound silly but every few minutes we’d start clapping our hands and yelling loudly, “We. Don’t. Want. Bears!” —a bear scare is the real deal up here.

PETRIFIED TREE / LOST LAKE

I never thought this hike would become my favorite experience mostly because of all the problems that accompanied it. I had only intended to visit a Petrified Tree just 50 feet from the road (pretty underwhelming in appearance when compared to steaming water fountains shooting into the air) I wasn’t planning on hiking until BF Shoes saw the nearby sign. It wasn’t clear on distance or time but we grabbed our bags and followed. Three miles and two-and-a-half hours later my body and mind were still shocked from the unexpected physical effort it had just undertaken. The entire time we followed a dirt path a mere foot wide. Sometimes tree branches and shrubs got close enough to grab our clothes. And don’t forget the 45-degree temps. We’d sweat a little, take off our jackets, get cold again, put them on. Remix. Repeat. The sky was a beautiful blue until out of nowhere a strong, cold wind blew and suddenly snow drifted down. Later on tiny hail pelted us and finally drops of cold rain.

Ah. Nature. We couldn’t hide inside the nearest mall. And malls don’t have the constant fear of bear attacks.

[Top left then clockwise] Burnt trees at the beginning... Passing the Lost Lake... Entering the forest and steep descent... On top of the meadowed hill.

[Top left then clockwise] Burnt trees at the beginning… Passing the Lost Lake… Entering the forest and steep descent… On top of the meadowed hill.

 But nature was also beautiful. During the whole hike we only crossed paths with 12 other people. We didn’t hear any car engines or AC units except for when the path briefly crossed the Roosevelt Lodges. At the Trail’s beginning our dirt path was muddy and marked with the hooves of horses while a dashing stream snaked and danced nearby cutting a mini canyon into the ground. The tall, eerie tree-trunk remains of a forest fire surrounded us. Rounding a hill brought us to Lost Lake where tall, yellow grass swayed in waves with the wind. Suddenly we entered a forest and the path zig-zagged back and forth to safely bring us down a steep hill filled with vegetation. Just as quickly the trees vanished replaced with wildflowers as we trekked uphill. At the hill’s top we were exposed—the tallest creatures around—with flowers bowing.

COOKE CITY HIKING

The area east of Cooke City isn’t part of Yellowstone, but it’s still filled with enough vegetation and elevation changes to provide scenic hikes without needing to share the experience with others.

Crazy Creek Waterfall

Before we even entered the trail near the Crazy Creek Campground the sound of water crashing against rocks was deafening. Although the path was short, it led us up the large, stone hill near the waterfall’s top. Instead of a typical vertical drop, the river rushed downward at a steep incline while it bubbled and crashed as it wound around the many huge rocks in the way.

The Clark’s Fork Trail began with several short boardwalks that led us to another noisy waterfall and a broken-down, old power plant at the fall’s base. Not challenging enough? Kersey Lake was beckoning us to find it with images of vast waters. The boardwalks quickly disappeared and soon we ran into… snow piles! There were no signs, markers, or anything manmade from there. The only way we figured we were even on a path was by footprints in the snow created from an unseen person.On the way back

This path leading to Kersey Lake was relatively level with dirt and stone piles thrown around. Mud sloshed under our boots and tiny streams of melted snow flowed. Physically the walk was easy. Mentally? I’m the one who caved in. With footprints being our only sign and my still-very-real fear of bears smelling lunch on my breath, I asked to retreat after less than an hour.

When a beautiful view of a rushing river framed by mountains made us park our car, BF Shoes walked ahead to take more photos. Shortly he came crashing back from the trees. He claimed to have seen a bear’s small footprint in the mud. You can call me honey but not food. We left.

MISSING IT

I love my little home city, but there’s a mysterious lure to being surrounded by wild nature. When buildings and cars disappear you pay more attention to the marks on tree trunks and the sounds of birds. But there’s also an excitement resulting from not having control. I was in nature’s house—not vice versa. Maybe my fears were overimaginative but I kept seeing a bear rearing its head from behind a clump of bushes… or a snake crossing my path (I hate snakes)… or sliding down a canyon and twisting my ankle.

I know I will continue to crave this sliver of a natural experience until I can return to the trees again.

You heard me—pictures don’t capture having all your senses heightened! But if you still want to check out my album—not a lot of photos here because I was too busy watching my step—just click HERE or on any of the photos above.
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