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NCNG Apache Helicopter passing by Lake Crabtree County Park.
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Sunset light.
Actual name is Apache Plume
Fallugia is a monotypic genus of flowering plants containing the single species Fallugia paradoxa, which is known by the common names Apache plume and póñil. This plant is native to the southwestern United States and northern Mexico, where it is found in arid habitats such as desert woodlands and scrub.
B&W converted of multi-image portrait mode stitched panorama. IIRC, this crop is 12 shots.
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After switching the Pig Farm, Apache Railway's Holbrook Turn is now headed back to the shops West of Snowflake, Arizona. The crew puts on a show as they throttle up from a stop with a pair of the railroad’s ALCOs, and the only C420 on the roster up front.
The Army Air Corps Apache at Yeovilton!
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Long exposure under the Apache Pier. This is the longest wooden pier on the east coast.
Myrtle Beach, SC
Red sunset over the foothills of the Sangre de Cristo mountains, Apache Plume in the foreground
Harding County, New Mexico, USA
Camera: Fujifilm X-T5
Lens: Tamron 18-300 mm
Settings: ISO 1000, f/18, 1/320s, 18 mm, EV -2.7
Shot handheld.
Royal Netherlands Air Force Boeing AH-64D Apache helicopter from the Apache demo team from 301 squardon.
Amtrak’s train 3, the Southwest Chief, snakes through the tight confines of Apache Canyon between Canyoncito and Lamy, New Mexico, on the sunny day of March 4, 2002.
Montreal Locomotive Works and Alco products of Apache Railway soak up the bright morning sun at Snowflake, Arizona on March 7, 2005. MLW C424 98 and 99 (far left) are Canadian Pacific graduates, while Alco C420 No. 81 came from the Louisville and Nashville, and C420 No. 84 from Norfolk and Western.
It's March 7, 2005, as the day's last rays bathe the sides of three Apache Railway Alcos as they head south toward home after picking up their train from the BNSF in Holbrook, Arizona–––photo by Joe McMillan with Tom and Mike Danneman, 6:13 p.m.
Apache Helicopter - RIAT 2017.
Not as sharp as I'd like, but I was playing with shutter speeds to really blur the rotors... ;)
Apache C420 #82 leading 4 others with a good sized train up the hill out of Holbrook on June 10, 1995.
This was one of those days that I had in mind for long time that worked out just like it was scripted. Sunrise was at Canyon Diablo on the Santa Fe. When the sun came around and got high, I was off to Holbrook for a Navajo taco lunch while the Apache did their work in town. The day finished with chasing the Apache back to Snowflake and then the drive back to Phoenix for the red eye back to Ohio. Good way to top off a work trip.
The Chevrolet Apache was built between 1955-61. Apache is a term used by Chevrolet to cover all its light duty trucks. This beauty was catching everybody's eyes as it rolled down the main street of St. Jacobs (King Street).
One of a pair of AH-64 apaches transiting through the Mach loop. YouTube video here. youtu.be/EL-MtUtEUNs
Only a month or two before it was announced that the paper mill in Snowflake, AZ was closing, six Apache Alcos pull a loaded coal train south with all their might. A pleasant shortline adventure on a trip focused on mainline steam. May 2012.
This is the magnificent Golden Hour at Bosque Del Apache Bird Sanctuary. It had taken us three days to get here and from what I was seeing, it was totally worth it.
The heat hit me as I got out of the truck. I had to witness this impressive landscape. Breath the air. Smell the land. Listen to the sounds of such a remarkable but different countryside. I snapped a few shots, embracing the light. I could not believe the superb colour that was before my eyes. The sky was so blue. The soil beneath my feet so red.
It was silent, so still. Not a sound, except, what was that? A tiny, almost inaudible rustling, right in front of me, amongst the tall, thick, fiery orange grasses. Yes - the grass was moving - ever so slightly. There was no wind. What could it be?
I moved with conscience stealth closer and closer with my camera ready. The sound encompassed about twenty feet to my right and another twenty feet to my left. I watched and moved closer to the edge of the road.
I saw it! OMG! One, two, three, four. I called to my husband to get out of the truck and see what I was seeing. Five, six, seven, eight...
Philip walked over to where I was standing and we both stood in utter disbelief!
Nine, ten, eleven, twelve Javelinas! They look like pigs but they are in the same family as the Hippopotamus. What a treat!