Lest anyone think that travel is all glamorous, our experience today should change that perspective. At 2am I received a message stating that our LATAM flight from Puerto Iguazu to El Calafate through Buenos Aries had been cancelled. In my experience it is best to get to the airport as soon as possible for rebooking in such situations. When we arrived we were second in line (not bad). Unfortunately, the couple in front of us got the last seats on a reasonable alternative flight (dammit!). Instead we got booked on a flight that would require an overnight in Buenos Aries and have us arrive late the next day in El Calafate, twenty four hours after our scheduled rendezvous with climbing partner, Ray Himenez (Shit!) I figured out a crazy alternate routing with Aerolineas Argentina which would get us to El Calafate the same day. It was already boarding but the agent was willing to hold it for us. He tagged our bags and put them on board. Meanwhile, we were waiting on LATAM to sign over the fare. We waited and waited but they took forever. Eventually, our new flight could wait no longer, our bags were pulled, and we were back to square one. After 2.5 hours of negotiations with the gate agents we came up with another option that will get us into El Calafate by 8am tomorrow. No sooner than getting our new tickets that flight was delayed by 2.5 hours. Unfortunately, it has been my experience that such delays are not uncommon in South America.

After sleeping for more than 10 hours (something I never do), Nico and I enjoyed a lovely breakfast in the hotel before getting off to an early start on the Upper Circuit Trail. In doing so we beat the crowds and the rain, both of which increased throughout the morning. By the time we returned to the hotel the rain had reached a torrential downpour and we were soaked to the bone. I found it preferable to the oppressive heat and humidity we experienced yesterday.

After using the hair dryer in our room to dehydrate our clothes we set out in the afternoon for the Devil’s Throat. While not the most photogenic vantage point, it is certainly the most awe inspiring, primal encounter of a waterfall I have ever experienced. The volume of water and immersive field of view is utterly hypnotic and I experienced a sense of euphoria coupled with an overwhelming urge to jump into the torrent.

Reaching the Devil’s Throat required a train ride followed by a walk out to the middle of the river on an elevated cat walk. The rain slick surface made it a treacherous endeavor for Nicolai who in the end proved to be less prone to slipping than I was. While waiting for the train we were entertained by a troop of monkeys that were jumping around constantly scouting for an easy lunch.

We spent the evening in Puerto Iguazu where we visited Las Tres Fronteras, the point at which Argentina, Brazil and Paraguay all meet. Pictured below is Argentina in the foreground, Brazil across the river on the right and Paraguay across the river on the left.

After four flights spanning more than 24 hours, Nicolai and I finally arrived at Iguazu Falls by early afternoon.  I wasted no time before launching my drone for a view that best captures the magnificence of these falls, possibly the most impressive I have ever seen.   Later we hiked what is known as the lower circuit trail which let us get up close and personal with both the falls and local wildlife.

After our hike, Nico relaxed in the infinity pool which offers a nice view of the falls while I did a little more photography.  We are staying at the Gran Meliã Iguazú (pictured on the far right below) within the Parque Nacional Iguazú. Across the river in Brazil, there is a lovely empty room in the Belmond Hotel das Cataratas (pictured on the left) that we are also paying for, a consequence of the Brazil visa fiasco from yesterday. I have cautioned Nicolai not to grow too accustomed to fine hotels.  The remainder of our trip will become increasingly more down-to-earth (as in sleeping down on the earth).

When I went to check in for our flights to Brazil, I discovered to my utter horror, that our Brazilian visas were not the standard 10 year variety, but rather a temporary version that was created especially for the 2014 World Cup which we used on our last trip to Brazil. With our flight less than 24 hours away, there would be no way possible to obtain the proper visa (minimum 3 day turn around). The grand plan was to fly into Foz do Iguaçu and spend one night on the Brazillian side of the famous Iguazú Falls and then cross over to the Argentinian side and spend a second day and night there before heading south to the Patagonia region. Instead, I had to rebook our travel into Argentina which proved to be a major hassle on virtually every front you can imagine. It took until 3am to finally secure seats on a route through Miami, Panama City (pictured above, taken from my window seat) and Buenos Aires and then a ground transfer to a different airport and a final flight to Puerto Iguazú. Fortunately, I found a fare that was not much more than the original one I booked back in September and I was able to get a credit with Delta for the price of the original tickets, good for one year. The new flight departed several hours earlier than the original one and Maya was kind enough to leave one of her classes early to drive us to the airport. All is well that ends well, so I can only be thankful for the final outcome. While on one of the flights, I photographed the passenger below whose head was beautifully backlit by the setting or rising sun (can’t remember which) shining through her window.

When I am in Argentina next week, I plan to use my drone for aerial photography in the Andes.  I am sure each flight will yield very special photos.  Given that the drone can be lost on any given excursion, it is prudent to use a new memory card with each flight.  The drone can be replaced but not so the photos that go down with it.  My drone uses micro SD cards that are very tiny and easy to misplace.  At work this morning I designed and printed out a circular card dispenser. Ten individual memory cards sit in little trays.  The cover snaps into the base and can be rotated.  When the access slot is positioned over a tray, the card below it can be removed.  I am very pleased with the design and can’t wait to put it to use in the field.

I had lunch today with the COO of Superpedestrian.  It was nice catching up and learning about what has been happening at the company since I left.  I walked over from my office and passed a number of new wall murals in Central Square, the one above being my favorite.  

I am not the least bit a professional sports fan. That said it is hard to live in the Boston area and not get caught up in all the excitement surrounding our championship teams. Today the New England Patriot’s were honored for their Super Bowl victory with a midday parade through Boston.

I decided to take advantage of the spring like weather to photograph the spectacle.  The terminus of the parade is just over two miles from the office and took 30 minutes to reach by foot.  I arrived in time to take photos from a couple different vantage points before the crowd (estimated at 1.5 million) made further movement impossible.  Fans tossed everything from balls to bagels back and forth across the street until the Duck Boat procession arrived to a ticker tape explosion. The police were ultra chill and seemed to enjoy the event as much as the spectators which included fans of all ages.

Kyle also attended the parade but connecting with him in the sea of humanity would have been impossible.  Just being outside on such a beautiful day was a treat in itself and the 5 mile walk proved to be a good substitute for my normal morning workout.

Jeanine uncovered some of Maya’s early artwork today.  It is amazing. how many wonderful memories it evoked.  Anytime we find such artifacts, I make sure to photograph them for posterity.

For most of my life I have watched the Super Bowl primarily for the commercials and graphics.  During my early career, I worked on products that were used to display much of the computer-generated imagery that we simply take for granted today.  Later on, I worked on video servers that were used to send clips directly to air.  I would hold my breath for the entire game praying there would be no glitches.  Taking a network off the air, even for a fraction of a second, would have had a devastating impact on our business.  These days, I can enjoy watching the games like other people and especially enjoy doing so with the kids, who are really into it.  Jeanine prepared a small feast which we enjoyed while watching our home team grind out the win.  Both boys were here to watch with us and Maya joined us by FaceTime from college.

A popular New York City-based bakery, along with a beloved Washington D.C. pizza locale, made its Boston debut in Harvard Square today. Milk Bar, known for its cereal milk soft serve and towering layer cakes, will share space with &pizza, a “counter-culture pizza brand” making creative pies that feature ingredients like short rib and mushroom truffle.  It was to be the destination for a mystery date with Jeanine this afternoon; Plan A.  When we arrived there was a line that easily stretched 4 city blocks and neither of us was up for waiting hours in the sub-zero weather.  Plan B: We tried to visit the offices of Dewey, Cheatem and Howe (of NPR Car Talk fame), located above the Curious George Store across the street. It is no longer open to the public. Plan C:  We drove to the Museum of Fine Arts to see the visiting Ansel Adams photography exhibit only to find another insanely long line. Plan D:  We had lunch at the  Cornish Pasty where we both enjoyed versions of the pubs’ namesake.  I had the Bangers & Mash Patsy which was phenomenal.  Although our outing proved to be very different than I had imagined, our persistence was rewarded in the end.

Our second wave of snow this season was accompanied by an arctic blast.  Pictured above is the Sudbury River starting to freeze over.  The patterns in the ice are quite fascinating and not something I ever noticed before. 

In preparation for my travels to Brazil and Argentina next week, I did a high altitude test with my drone.  Pictured above is a portion of the Concord Country Club golf course which is across the street from our home.  I wanted to determine the amount of battery needed to reach and return from max altitude so I can estimate how many flights I can get on a single battery.   I will be returning to Mount Fitz Roy with Nico and one of my soccer teammates. On my last visit, I did not come away with a single clean image as the peaks are shrouded in clouds more often than not.  If I see an opening in the clouds I plan to stop, no matter where we are on the climb, and put the drone up immediately.  Check back in two weeks to see if I was successful in capturing a decent image.

IMAGINE (aka Sneha Shrestha) is a Nepali artist who paints mindful mantras in her native language and meshes the aesthetics of Sanskrit scriptures with graffiti influences. Being the first to mesh Nepali Alphabets with American graffiti, she has shown her work in several exhibitions, commissioned works, and public walls around the world including Boston, San Francisco, Bali, Istanbul, Geneva, and Copenhagen. Her mural on the side of this building in Central Square was not there when I was working at Superpedestrian.  It is really quite amazing and I will need to return for a better photograph.

Today the lock out on selling my Sonos stock expired and I decided to sell my remaining shares.  I exercised my options in 2010 and have sold them in three tranches since then.  Had I held them all until today, I would have been looking at a high seven-digit payday.  Even with my conservative diversification schedule, this has proven to be one of my most successful equity plays to date.  I learned a long time ago not to try and time the perfect sale.  Better to spread things out and take a bunch of singles rather than looking for one home run.