This post is a little out of season, but I just discovered the following story in the Buffalo Business First from last year: the view of a foreign visitor to Niagara Falls.
Patrick Doyle, who has friends in Syracuse, has visited the falls once in summer, once in winter. His summer visit matched the perceptions that Buffalo Niagara tourism programs perpetuate: Cascading blue-and-white water bordered by green foliage and dotted with the yellow and blue ponchos of tourists in the Cave of the Winds and on the Maid of the Mist.
But what truly captured Doyle’s fancy was winter, a time when he saw “maybe 10 other people” at the falls and when he felt as if he and his wife were the only people in the hotel. The absence of humanity, in Doyle’s eyes, was overshadowed by an overflow of natural beauty. “We were driving there and it was like a lunar landscape,” he says. “All the tree branches were frozen and joined together. The snow covered everything — just unbelievable. It’s a beautiful part of the world.”
Unlike the well-advertised falls of summer, Doyle had never seen this before. He thinks the tourism officials behind the falls should try to lure more people there in the winter. His point is case one much better presented by an outsider, so I’ll add a sole, simple thought: He’s right.
Now I think I understand a little more about why I’ve been a fan of Mr. Doyle’s for 16 years.