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It feels good to be finally posting on Flickr after a long gap. I have been busy, unwell and lazy all at the same time and therefore haven't had the time to spend time here.
This is a long exposure shot from my last year's trip to Goa, here in India. A friend of mine did a great job of playing statue for me for about 10 seconds to get a near perfect image. You can still see the blur in the cigarette but I still like the overall look and feel of this image.
I hope to catchup with all your streams today. Have a wonderful week, everyone!
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yesss I know...I have been doing a ton of blue tones lately..but there's been no sun ): I miss it!
this is one of my best friends, Kirstie! isn't she gorgeous? it's ridiculous. my other friend maggie helped me too! it took a super long time to set up and then like 2 seconds to tear down. it was so fun though! (: I really need to catch up on streams! but right now I'm going to the thrift store (: I love thrift stores. so much. and then tonight I'm going to watch Hercules and make Dirty Rice. best day ever!
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Toulon foi Cristianizado no século V e a primeira catedral aqui construída, terá sido por volta do ano de 441, e terminada em 449 ou 450 com as cartas endereçadas ao Papa Leão I da província de Arles. Cipriano de Toulon, discípulo e biógrafo de São Cesário de Arles, também é mencionado como tendo sido um bispo de Toulon, o seu episcopado, iniciado em 524, não tinha chegado ao fim quando em 541 se converteu ao catolicismo. Em 1095, uma nova catedral foi construída na cidade, com a evasão dos bárbaros na região a cidade foi frequentemente atacada por piratas Sarracenos. Em 1486 tornou-se parte da Provença em França. Logo depois, em 1494, Carlos VIII de França, com a intenção de fazer deste país um poder marítimo no Mediterrâneo, e com o intuito de apoiar a sua campanha militar na Itália, começou a construir um porto militar na costa de Toulon muito embora esta campanha tenha falhado os seus objectivos. Em 1524, como parte da sua batalha de longa data contra o imperador Carlos V e o Sacro Império Romano, o Rei Francisco I de França completou uma nova e poderosa fortaleza, o Royale Toulon, na entrada do porto. No entanto, alguns meses mais tarde, o comandante do novo forte vendeu-a ao comandante de um exército do Sacro Império Romano, e Toulon teve de se render ao inimigo. Em 1543, Francisco I encontrou um novo aliado o Almirante Barbarossa o qual convidou a fazer parte integrante na sua batalha contra o Sacro Império Romano criando assim a famosa aliança Franco-Otomana. Os moradores foram forçados a sair, e os marinheiros Otomanos ocuparam a cidade durante esse inverno.
Em 1660 o Rei Luís XIV estava determinado a fazer da França uma potência marítima importante, o seu ministro Jean-Baptiste Colbert ordenou a Sébastien Le Prestre de Vauban que construísse um novo arsenal e tomasse medidas para fortificar a cidade. Mais tarde em 1707, durante a Guerra da Sucessão Espanhola, Toulon resistiu a um cerco do Exército Imperial liderado pelo duque de Sabóia e Eugene Pronce. No entanto, em 1720, a cidade foi assolada pela peste negra, vinda de Marselha. Treze mil pessoas, ou seja metade da população não resistiu a tamanha tragédia e acabaram por morrer. Em 1790, após a Revolução Francesa, Toulon tornou-se o centro administrativo do departamento. Os líderes da cidade, no entanto, foram em grande parte apoiantes da monarquia, e saudaram a chegada de uma frota britânica. No cerco de Toulon, os britânicos foram expulsos por uma força francesa cuja artilharia era liderada por um jovem capitão, Napoleão Bonaparte. Para punir Toulon pela sua rebelião, a cidade perdeu o seu estatuto de capital do departamento e foi brevemente renomeada Port-la-Montagne. Durante as guerras Napoleónicas, de 1803 até 1805 uma frota britânica liderada pelo almirante Horácio Nelson bloqueou Toulon. Em 1820 Toulon tornou-se a base da conquista das colónias francesas no norte da África. Em 1820, uma esquadra francesa, com um exército partiu de Toulon para a conquista da Argélia. Durante a Segunda Guerra Mundial, depois dos aliados desembarcarem na África do Norte (Operação Torch), o exército alemão ocupou o sul da França levando ao afundamento da frota francesa em Toulon (27 de Novembro 1942).
A cidade foi bombardeada pelos Aliados em Novembro do ano seguinte, ficando grande parte do porto destruído e quinhentos moradores mortos. Toulon foi capturada pelas forças da França Livre do general Jean de Lattre de Tassigny em 28 de Agosto de 1944. Em 1974 Toulon voltou a ser uma prefeitura, ou centro administrativo. Toulon foi uma das quatro cidades francesas onde a extrema-direita de Jean-Marie Le Pen da frente Nacional venceram as eleições locais em 1995.
Hoje o porto de Toulon é um dos melhores ancoradouros naturais do Mediterrâneo, e um dos maiores portos da Europa. A estátua Cuverville (na foto acima) Esculpida por Louis Joseph Daumas Toulon em referência a um outro escultor de renome, Pierre Puget, o "Génio da navegação" trouxe ao longo do tempo, o apelido de Génio da Terra da engenharia militar e Engenharia Naval. É conhecida em Toulon, por "O Ome Negro, ou O Homem de Bronze". Erigida em memória de todos os marinheiros ilustres, é mais frequentemente referida, devido à orientação de uma parte de sua anatomia, ou mais historicamente direccionada a memória do vice-almirante de Cuverville, comandante da frota do Mediterrâneo em 1895. Tem uma altura de 3,40 metros e foi esculpida em 1843, pelo Governo de Luís Filipe que queria homenagear os primeiros navegadores… Na sua obra, o escultor Louis Daumas Josph disse: Este génio de navegação, recorda a memória dos grandes marinheiros, a sua postura parece estar dizendo, temos de ir longe, na imensidão, olhar, lutar e vencer. A estátua lembra o passado aos futuros jovens marinheiros ". Em 1943, quando os alemães fundiram as estátuas de bronze para recuperar metais ", Cuverville foi salva por um engenheiro militar alemão, respeitoso da história que teria notado o nome de "Germanicus" gravado num dos baixos-relevos do colosso, um general romano que terá vencido uma batalha na Germânia. Este general tela-á mandado armazenar num local seguro em La Rode, aonde se manteve até 1997 quando recuperou a sua posição original na praça do porto.
Ver o por do sol nesta praça junto ao porto, fez-me recuar no tempo 35 anos e recordar uma velha lendo do Sol e da Lua que sempre esteve presente na minha infância e que me foi contada pelos velhinhos da minha aldeia, mas que de tão bela, terá ficado num cantinho da minha memória á espera de um momento como este para imergir e poder ser contada e assim permanecer no imaginário de quem dela gostar por muitos mais anos… Então cá vai: Era uma vez… Não, as historias é que começam assim, mas isto não é nenhuma historia, é sim uma lenda, e as lendas não tem principio nem fim, simplesmente aparecem não se sabe ao certo de onde nem como, ouve-se dizer, é assim que viajam no tempo e no espaço como uma casca de noz nós Oceanos, chegam-nos aos ouvidos das mais variadas formas…Eu ouvi dizer que em tempos idos, no principio do Mundo, Deus fez o Sol e a Lua para que estes pudessem tomar conta da terra que era ainda muito frágil e precisava de protecção, mas parece que isso era só uma forma de esconder e proteger um amor que de tão forte e intenso tinha de ser disfarçado aos olhos de quem o pudesse vir a descobrir, e que de tão sincero não pudesse vir a ser entendido… E então, a lenda começava assim…
Mitos e Lendas do Sol e da Lua
Quando Deus criou o mundo atribui ao Sol e à Lua o seu brilho natural. No entanto tal não foi suficiente para apagar o fogo da paixão que eclodiu logo no primeiro encontro de ambos. Ficaram então os dois muito abatidos. A Lua andava cabisbaixa e o Sol apesar de lhe ter sido atribuída a designação de astro-rei, mostrou-se solidário com o elemento feminino. Perante esta realidade Deus não teve outra alternativa, chamou-os e disse-lhes, vocês não devem ficar tristes, pois agora já possuem um brilho próprio que faz de vocês seres únicos, mas esta terrível decisão teve consequências pesadas. A Lua não se conformou com o seu destino e chorou dias a fio... O Sol ao vê-la sofrer tanto, decidiu dar-lhe forças e ajudá-la a aceitar o que havia sido decidido por Deus. Não encontrando o resultado pretendido, o astro-rei resolveu fazer-lhe um pedido: Senhor, ajude a Lua por favor, ela é mais frágil do que eu, não suportará a solidão... Então Deus, como resposta, criou as estrelas. Assim, agora sempre que a Lua está abatida recorre às estrelas que fazem de tudo para consolá-la. Infelizmente, quase nunca conseguem. Hoje eles vivem assim, separados, o Sol finge que é feliz, e a Lua não consegue esconder a sua tristeza. No entanto o Sol ainda aquece e vibra de paixão pela Lua, e ela ainda vive na escuridão da saudade. Dizem que a ordem de Deus era que a Lua deveria ser sempre cheia e luminosa, mas por mais que se esforce ela não consegue isso. Porque ela é mulher, e uma mulher tem fases. A Lua quando está feliz consegue ficar cheia, mas quando está infeliz torna-se minguante e quando esta minguante nem sequer é possível ver o seu brilho. Desde então a Lua e o Sol seguem o seu destino, ele solitário mas forte, ela acompanhada das estrelas, mas fraca. De tempos em tempos o Homem tenta conquistar a Lua, como se isso fosse possível. Nenhum deles realmente conseguiu conquistá-la, por mais que achem que sim, porém Deus decidiu que nenhum amor neste mundo seria de todo impossível, nem mesmo o do Sol e da Lua... E então criou o eclipse. Hoje o Sol e a Lua vivem da espera desse instante, desses raros momentos que lhes foram concedidos.
A partir de agora quando olhar-mos para o céu e virmos que a Lua encobriu o Sol é porque o Sol se deitou sobre a Lua e começaram a amar-se. A este acontecimento de pleno amor deu-se o nome de Eclipse. O brilho do seu êxtase é tão grande que não se aconselha a ninguém olhar directamente para o céu nesse momento, pois os nossos olhos não estão preparados e podem cegar de ver tanto amor…
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Until 1958, these columns were used in the U.S. Capitol. Now, you can find them on a Hill that borders Maryland and Washington D.C., at the National Arboretum. They are a bit spooky looking, if you ask me.
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Used a 4 stop neutral density filter in order to slow down the shutter speed and give the water a dreamy white look.
February 2012,
Nikon D7000,
Nikkor 18-105@18mm,
F/22, 10s, 100 ISO
GP-1 GPS Module
..gimme some air...guitar could use... a little cool-uh sound-hyuh!
have a funky weekend my friends :))
Seen this afternoon straight ahead from my balcony in Fellbach, Germany . How I already told you I often watch the beautiful sky with completly different scenes from my balcony.
You can see some of them in my comment ;-).
Update ... just heard from my dear friend Maria (many thanks Maria) that this cloud formation is very rare and called "Fallstreak hole". I searched for it Wikipedia:
A fallstreak hole, also known as a hole punch cloud, punch hole cloud, skypunch, canal cloud or cloud hole, is a large circular gap that can appear in cirrocumulus or altocumulus clouds. Such holes are formed when the water temperature in the clouds is below freezing but the water has not frozen yet due to the lack of ice nucleation particles. When a portion of the water does start to freeze it will set off a domino effect, due to the Bergeron process, causing the water vapor around it to freeze and fall to the earth as well. This leaves a large, often circular, hole in the cloud.
It is believed that a disruption in the stability of the cloud layer, such as that caused by a passing jet, may induce the domino process of evaporation which creates the hole. Such clouds are not unique to any one geographic area and have been photographed from many places.
Because of their rarity and unusual appearance, as well as very little exposure in media, fallstreak holes are often mistaken for or attributed to unidentified flying objects
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Diese Wolkenformation habe ich von meinem Balkon aus gesehen. Ich habe einen tollen freien Blick auf den Himmel und beobachte die vielfältigen Veränderungen sehr gern.
Neu: Wie ich gerade von meinem lieben Kontakt Maria (herzlichen Dank, Maria) gehört habe ist die Formation mit dem Loch selten. Ich habe in Wikipedia gesucht und das gefunden:
Eine Hole Punch Cloud (von englisch hole punch = Locher, auch Punch Hole Cloud und Fallstreak Hole) ist ein sehr selten zu beobachtendes Wetterphänomen und bezeichnet eine kompakte Wolke mit bizarren Spitzen, die sich durch einen deutlichen kreisförmigen bis ovalen Freiraum von den sie umgebenden Wolken – zumeist Altocumulus oder Cirruswolken – absetzt.
Die genaue Ursache, die zu der Entstehung der Wolke führt, ist noch nicht erforscht. Es wird vermutet, dass sie durch schnell herabfallende Eiskristalle entsteht. Flugzeuge als Verursacher werden nicht ausgeschlossen.
Die fallenden Eiskristalle stammen entweder aus einer höhergelegenen Wolke oder sie wurden von den Triebwerken eines darüberfliegenden Flugzeuges produziert. Das Fallen der Eiskristalle ermöglicht es, Wasser aufzunehmen, weil sich die Luftfeuchtigkeit am Eis bindet. Im Zentrum der Wolke kommt es bei ihrem Entstehen zu Schneefall, die Wolke wächst an und der wolkenfreie Abstand zu den Altwolken wird größer. Die Eiskristalle wachsen bei ihrem Sinken in tiefere Luftschichten an und entziehen dabei der Umgebung Feuchtigkeit. Auf diese Art entsteht dort, wo dieses Phänomen auftritt, eine große Lücke in der Wolkenschicht. Warum die Entstehung lokal begrenzt ist, wurde bislang noch nicht wissenschaftlich erforscht.
Die Eiskristalle werden durch die zusätzliche Wasseraufnahme zunehmend schwerer und fallen schneller in Richtung Erdoberfläche. Dauert der Prozess lang genug, weil entsprechend viele Eiskristalle herabfallen beziehungsweise viel umgebende Luftfeuchtigkeit vorhanden ist, formt sich am unteren Ende der Hole Punch Cloud aus den Fallstreifen eine trichterförmige Struktur, die man aber nicht mit Tornadowolken verwechseln sollte. Der Schnee erreicht aber nicht die Erde, weil er in tieferen Luftschichten erwärmt wird und schmilzt beziehungsweise direkt sublimiert.
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to begin with, i'm retiring my 365. i'm entirely too far behind, and there's always a nagging feeling in the back of my mind to create for this and not for me, so it's done. i may attempt another in the future. :)
secondly, thank you to Joel for renewing my Pro Account! :D
next, i am having a GIVEAWAY over at my facebook page. i'm giving away some prints and a book all about photography! details are at the link!
finally, this is a large screengrab. photoshop quit in the middle of saving, but i had quick fingers and was able to screengrab the finished piece. it'll do. :)
this really represents my struggle with anxiety. i have a lot of anxiety issues and i often feel lost because of them. it's incredibly frustrating all the time, and i'm really, really trying to work on it. small steps, though. <3
also, thank you lana and alia for the help on this shoot!
here is a link to my second q&a video. i'm only answering a question or two at a time. :)
Selling prints on Society6.com now! If you want to see anything in the shop, let me know and I'll add it. :D
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I'm organising a photographic trip through the highlands of Scotland in late October 2012 and still have a couple of spaces to fill. The trip will take take in some of the most iconic photographic spots in Scotland as well as some of my own personal favourites. Part tutorial, part guided tour, part philosophy....
If you are interested in this kind of thing drop me a message to angusclyne@hotmail.com and I will email you some more information.
I also have one spare space for a weekend in March in and around Dunkeld, Perthshire, let me know...
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The Pointe du Raz is a promontory that extends into the Atlantic from western Brittany, in France. The local Breton name is Beg ar Raz. It is the western point of the commune of Plogoff, Finistère.
It is named after the Raz de Sein, the dangerous stretch of water between it and the island of Sein (Enez Sun in Breton). It is a dramatic place of crashing waves and strong winds. It also marks the western end of the 3,200km E5 European long distance path to Verona in Italy.
The lighthouse of "La Vieille" is clearly visible from the rocks.
Although it is not quite the westernmost extent of France (that would be Pointe de Corsen, just to the north), its rocky isolation makes it a popular tourist destination, (comparable in some ways to Land's End in the southern UK).
Pointe du Raz is een kaap aan de Finistère, regio Bretagne. Deze kaap is 72 meter hoog en steekt ver in zee. Het is mede met de Pointe Saint-Mathieu de verst uitstekende westelijke kaap van Bretagne en Frankrijk.
Ten noorden hiervan, ligt de Pointe du Van, met daartussen, de brede Baie des Trépassés. Vanuit Audierne en via Plogoff, is deze mooie natuurkaap te bereiken. Bijzonder bij ruwe weersomstandigheden is de golfspeling, die tegen de klippen en de granietrotsen te pletter beuken, spectaculair. Dit kan men meemaken vanuit een uitkijkplaats. Maar bij kalmer weer slaan de golven nog hard tegen de rotsen, en kan men met behulp van een verrekijker, de duizenden zeevogels observeren, zonder veel last te hebben van de stormwind anderzijds.
In de buurt van de Pointe du Raz, ligt de kleine haven Bestrée, van waaruit men in de zomer een boottocht van 60 km kan maken, met inbegrip naar het Île de Sein, in het Bretons Enez Sun, dat op een afstand van 13 km vóór de kaap ligt.
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Quai des Orfèvres : Préfecture de Police
Quai des Grands Augustins : Bouquinistes
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Pont Saint-Michel is a bridge linking the Place Saint-Michel on the left bank of the river Seine to the Île de la Cité. It was named after the nearby chapel of Saint-Michel. It is near Sainte Chapelle and the Palais de Justice. The present 62-metre-long bridge dates to 1857.
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Photo taken from Pont Neuf.
I took this almost four years ago while hiking the Skyline Open Space Preserve in Saratoge, California. This was right after a quick rainstorm blew through; ten minutes later it was sunny again. In case you're not familiar with Canon's G Series point-and-shoot cameras, this is an example of the kind of image these amazing little cameras can produce. This was taken with a G9.
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Camera model: Canon EOS 5D Mark II
Lens: Canon EF 24-105L f/4 IS USM
Focal length: 35 mm
Aperture: f /11
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They are promising us our first snowfall of winter tonight even though it isn't supposed to be much.
...Música -What a Wonderful World - Kenny G
Textura Lenabem .- Anna ¡¡Thanks ¡¡
Muchas gracias por vuestras visitas y comentarios
Pasad un feliz Domingo
Un montón de besos ¡¡
Thank you for your visits and comments
A Happy Sunday
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Mit solchem Gemüse ist der Start ins Wochenende perfekt!
Gewaschen und geschnibbelt kommt es gleich in die Pfanne :)
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Kann man dazu schon High Speed Aufnahme sagen?
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Belichtung 0,005 sec (1/200) - ISO 400
Blende f/4.0
Brennweite 50 mm
Just scroll the screen and watch the moving chairs!
Seen at Schloss Lamberg - Musikfestival 2011 - Steyr - Oberösterreich / Upper Austria - Österreich / Austria
Leica M6 - Zeiss Biogon C 35mm f/2.8 - Kodak Tri-X 400 @ 800 - Ilford LC29 1+19 (9 min 30)
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The small fishing village of Arnarstapi in Iceland. There certainly are iconic and picturesque places on earth. I'm very happy to be able to enjoy a lot of such magnificence quite often - as well as some bad weather too, for the sake of appreciating the good (let's say that).
Behind that mountain there's a volcano that can't be seen on my shot due to the haze. It would be Snæfellsnes. In Jules Verne's "A Journey to the Centre of the Earth", the Snæfellsnes crater is the entrance from where the adventurers descend into the bowels of the earth.
Exif: ISO 200 ; f/5.6 ; 15 sec ; @18mm
MCT with a 10 stop ND filter
Taken out of the archives. A maternity shoot for my friend back in the fall. I had all these shots tha probably would have never seen the day of night again since the last time I had given them the photos.
Love is in the air, so I'd thought it'll be nice to look back at an example of true love from someone very close to me :) Happy Valentine's Day!
PS: Their 'soon to be' is now a 4month old little precious named Reet :D
Early morning symmetry over another flawless backcountry lake, Kings Canyon National Park.
First things first; yes, the water really is that color. Some of the lakes in this area do have that gemlike look, making them even more beautiful. I’m not sure why, but I’m quite curious! The breeze was beginning to pick up, creating small ripples in the water – I had to wait for a few brief moments of calm to get this shot.
Taken in the middle of a 19-day, 275-mile backpacking trip last summer. Good times. :)
My tent shared this vantage point – can you say waterfront property?
note: sorry about my weeklong disappearance from the flickr world -- lame excuse, I know, but I've been busy beyond belief with midterms and projects. I will stop by your streams and try to catch up ASAP! As always, thoughtful feedback is highly appreciated.
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In winter, Amsterdammers watch the falling thermometer readings with the same focus as people in Aspen and Chamonix. When the temperature drops low enough for long enough, the lakes and the canals become sparkling highways for the skaters. Little kiosks are set up on the ice to dispense heart-warming liqueurs. I really love this part of our culture. Almost everyone, young or old, likes to skate and is smiling and friendly. We already have one week of ice and wednesday 8 Februari I took a day off to skate on natural ice. According to Richard van Ammerzoden, a skater from Rotterdam, skating in Holland originated as a poor man's sport. Isolated by mud and water in the damp winters, rural farmers prayed for ice. When it came, just like Hans Brinker, they strapped on their wooden skates with leather thongs, and traveled great distances to visit friends and relatives they hadn't seen in months. Then they skated home. Perhaps that explains the origin of the Elfstedentocht or "Eleven Cities Tour", a 200-kilometer mega-tour in the province of Friesland known as "the mother of all skating tours." In the 1890s, some Frisian farmer with well-developed leg muscles tried to skate through all eleven cities of Friesland in a single day. He succeeded, and the rest is history.
Photo taken in Holysloot at the Holysloter Die nearby Amsterdam. Father and son skating from pittoreske village to pittoreske village having a skate-break at "Koek en Zopie". A little kiosk which is set up on the ice to dispense heart-warming liqueurs and warm soup. I really love this part of our culture. Almost everyone, young or old, likes to skate and is smiling and friendly. Dutch skaters enjoying the natural ice. Today I enjoy the natural ice too. I did skate a tour from Amsterdam - Zunderdorp - Ransdorp - Holysloot - Uitdam - Zuiderwoude - Monnickendam - Broek in Waterland -Zunderdorp and back to Amsterdam - about 40km. This photo I took on my way home to Ransdorp.
Eindelijk weer een hele week waarin Waterlanders de ijzers konden onderbinden. Ideale condities want de het meeste sneeuw is netjes weggeschoven. Overal is het ijs dik genoeg meer dan 20cm en het heeft maar liefst -20 graden Celcius gevroren de afgelopen week. De bomen en weilanden zijn wit, de sloten bevroren en de adem komt in kleine grijze pufjes uit mijn mond. Handen op de rug. Rustig ademen. Ik geniet van het geluid van de ijzers over het ijs en het prachtige uitzicht over de besneeuwde weilanden. Vandaag op 8 februari 2012 een lange schaatstocht gemaakt van Amsterdam - Zunderdorp - Ransdorp - Holysloot - Uitdam - Zuiderwoude - Monnickendam - Broek in Waterland -Zunderdorp en terug naar Amsterdam - ongeveer 40km. Jong en oud staan hier op het ijs. Het is min zeven, het is onbewolkt. Koek en zopie is present in de pittoreske dorpjes. Wat betekend nu eigenlijk zopie. zopie komt van soope en betekend borreltje. Er werd namelijk vroeger op het ijs nogal alcohol gebruikt. Tegenwoordig betekend koek en zopie: warme chocomel, koek, gluhwein, erwtensoep en een borreltje. Vader en zoon rusten even uit tijdens hun toertocht langs de leuke dorpjes van Waterland. De warme chocolademelk smaakte mij heerlijk met een beetje rum erbij. Ik ben blij dat ik vandaag geweest ben, het was fantastisch. Een winter tafereel die stamt uit dezelfde vervlogen eeuw als waarin de Amsterdammer Hendrick Avercamp begon met het schilderen van zijn vermaarde winterse schaatstaferelen. Wie even wegdenkt kan zich vandaag in Avercamps wereld wanen.
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Mont Blanc (French) or Monte Bianco (Italian), meaning "White Mountain", is the highest mountain in the Alps, Western Europe and the European Union. It rises 4,810.45 m (15,782 ft)[2] above sea level and is ranked 11th in the world in topographic prominence. It is also sometimes known as La Dame blanche (French for "the White Lady") or Il Bianco (Italian for "the White One").
The mountain lies between the regions of Aosta Valley, Italy, and Haute-Savoie, France and the location of the summit is on the watershed line between the valleys of Ferret and Veny in Italy and the Arve Valley in France.
The two most famous towns near Mont Blanc are Courmayeur in Aosta Valley, Italy, and Chamonix in Haute-Savoie, France—the site of the first Winter Olympics. A cable car ascends and crosses the mountain from Courmayeur to Chamonix.
Begun in 1957 and completed in 1965, the 11.6 km (7¼ mi) Mont Blanc Tunnel runs beneath the mountain between these two countries and is one of the major trans-Alpine transport routes.
The Mont Blanc massif is popular for mountaineering, hiking, skiing and snowboarding.
The summit of Mont Blanc is a thick, perennial ice and snow dome whose thickness varies, so no exact and permanent summit elevation can be determined. But accurate measurements have been made. For a long time its official elevation was 4,807 m (15,771 ft). Then in 2002, the IGN and expert surveyors, with the aid of GPS technology, measured it to be 4,810.40 m (15,782 ft 2 in).
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Courmayeur is an Italian town and comune in the autonomous region of Aosta Valley, in northern Italy. It is located at the foot of Mont Blanc, the highest mountain in western Europe, in the Graian Alps range, and is crossed by the Dora Baltea. Courmayeur shares the summit of Mont Blanc with its neighboring commune of Chamonix in France, and owns the title of highest commune in Italy.