This past weekend the bf and I went to a contra dance in Buffalo - loads of fun - dancing until late Friday night and all day Saturday (HR monitor reported 1455 calories burned on Saturday alone).
Then Sunday the bf and I met LESLIELENORE and her brother for a relaxing paddle up the Buffalo river in an industrial canyon between the abandoned grain silos.
The silos are about 175 ft high (53m) and they towered above us in freaky decay
People use them for paintball and airgun games, and they are tagged at ground level and in odd places with interesting graffiti. On our way back down the river there were a couple of guys in camo sneaking around one of the silos with airguns, which added to the whole post-apocalyptic feel of the place.
The main users these days appear to be the local Canada geese
There were other buildings coming down, too
There was a dire sign at the put in, warning us of possible sewage outflows and suggested that contact with the water might cause illness. Needless to say I did NOT practice my roll there!
Not all of the scenery was rusting steel and crumbling concrete. A series of pilings hosted herons
And the shores of the old landfill were green
More pictures and a GPS track are visible here:
Afterward we had lunch at a local fish fry place and then the bf and I drove back home to central NY.
It was such a good weekend that I think it'll take a few weekdays to recover from it.
And speaking of recovery, I hope LESLIELENORE's throat crud clears up soon. My version of it lingered for over a month, and the bf ended up taking antibiotics for something similar. Phlegm is so fun. Not.