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Hamburg
Old Elbe Tunnel or St. Pauli Elbe Tunnel (German: Alter Elbtunnel colloquially or St. Pauli Elbtunnel officially) which opened in 1911, is a pedestrian and vehicle tunnel in Hamburg, Germany. The 426 m (1,398 ft) long tunnel was a technical sensation; 24 m (80 ft) beneath the surface, two 6 m (20 ft) diameter tubes connect central Hamburg with the docks and shipyards on the south side of the river Elbe. This was a big improvement for tens of thousands of workers in one of the busiest harbours in the world.
Four huge lifts on either side of the tunnel carried pedestrians, carriages and motor vehicles to the bottom. The two tunnels are both still in operation, though due to their limited capacity by today's standards, other bridges and tunnels have been built and taken over most of the traffic.
Der 1911 eröffnete St. Pauli-Elbtunnel unterquert die Norderelbe auf einer Länge von 426,5 Metern und verbindet mit zwei Tunnelröhren die nördliche Hafenkante bei den St. Pauli-Landungsbrücken (Nordeingang) mit der Elbinsel Steinwerder (Südeingang). Er wird als öffentlicher Verkehrsweg sowohl von Fußgängern und Radfahrern als auch eingeschränkt von Kraftfahrzeugen genutzt. Er galt bei seiner Eröffnung als technische Sensation, steht seit 2003 unter Denkmalschutz.
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MTA Bridges and Tunnels wraps up installation of new environmentally friendly LED lights at the Bronx-Whitestone Bridge, the last of the agency’s four suspended spans to upgrade its “necklace” light fixtures that are part of the bridges’ architectural features. Photo: Metropolitan Transportation Authority / Patrick Cashin
The past and present meet in this early morning shot as a CSX freight train
enters the Graham Tunnel and will cross the bridge at Magnolia, West
Virginia. The bridge and tunnel were built in 1914 by the B&O Railroad and
are still in active service today.
Part of the walking/hiking trail at Sgt Alvin C York State Park is this great swinging bridge across the Wolf River. What I cannot seem to get my head around is what makes the water in the Wolf River so colorful? Whether you say blue/green or green/blue...it is super colorful and I just don't know why (but I like it!)...
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
auf den weg von chur ins engadin
see it Large On Black or see different view from the set of stefan
on the way from Chur to St.Moritz, Switzerland
The Brooklyn Bridge is a hybrid cable-stayed/suspension bridge in New York City, spanning the East River between the boroughs of Manhattan and Brooklyn. Opened on May 24, 1883, the Brooklyn Bridge was the first fixed crossing of the East River. It was also the longest suspension bridge in the world at the time of its opening, with a main span of 1,595.5 feet (486.3 m) and a deck 127 ft (38.7 m) above mean high water. The span was originally called the New York and Brooklyn Bridge or the East River Bridge but was officially renamed the Brooklyn Bridge in 1915.
Proposals for a bridge connecting Manhattan and Brooklyn were first made in the early 19th century, which eventually led to the construction of the current span, designed by John A. Roebling. The project's chief engineer, his son Washington Roebling, contributed further design work, assisted by the latter's wife, Emily Warren Roebling. Construction started in 1870, with the Tammany Hall-controlled New York Bridge Company overseeing construction, although numerous controversies and the novelty of the design prolonged the project over thirteen years. Since opening, the Brooklyn Bridge has undergone several reconfigurations, having carried horse-drawn vehicles and elevated railway lines until 1950. To alleviate increasing traffic flows, additional bridges and tunnels were built across the East River. Following gradual deterioration, the Brooklyn Bridge has been renovated several times, including in the 1950s, 1980s, and 2010s.
The Brooklyn Bridge is the southernmost of the four toll-free vehicular bridges connecting Manhattan Island and Long Island, with the Manhattan Bridge, the Williamsburg Bridge, and the Queensboro Bridge to the north. Only passenger vehicles and pedestrian and bicycle traffic are permitted. A major tourist attraction since its opening, the Brooklyn Bridge has become an icon of New York City. Over the years, the bridge has been used as the location of various stunts and performances, as well as several crimes and attacks. The Brooklyn Bridge has been designated a National Historic Landmark, a New York City landmark, and a National Historic Civil Engineering Landmark.
The Hernando de Soto Bridge, built in 1973, is a through arch bridge carrying Interstate 40 across the Mississippi River between Memphis, Tennessee and West Memphis, Arkansas. The architectural design is a continuous cantilevered cable-stayed steel through arch, with bedstead endposts. Memphians also call the bridge the "New Bridge", as it is newer than the other option carrying Interstate 55 downstream, and the "M Bridge", due to its distinctive shape. The bridge is named for 16th century Spanish explorer Hernando de Soto who explored this stretch of the Mississippi River, and died south of Memphis.
Photo was taken with my Samsung Galaxy S21 just as we were crossing into Arkansas from Memphis, Tennessee. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
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"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
The Virginian Railway
Henry Huttleston Rogers was one of the wealthiest men in the world at the turn of the 19th to the 20th century. In the words of a friend of mine, “he had enough cash to burn a wet mule.” Rogers made most of his money in petroleum, particularly Standard Oil. Before his death in 1909, however, he went all in on a venture to construct what would eventually be the Virginian Railway. When money is no object, you can bridge and tunnel your way through the most challenging topography of the Appalachians to keep grades against eastbound coal to a minimum. In fact, eventual merger partner Norfolk & Western coveted the Virginian’s route, which essentially paralleled the Roanoke-based company’s main line from the Bluefield/Princeton area of West Virginia all the way to Hampton Roads. Rogers’ railroad became part of the N&W in 1959.
I was enroute home on Friday, May 20, 1994, from Richmond. This was “my” time, so I often took more interesting routes— following the railroads rather than deal with heavy traffic on the Interstates. I found myself catching up to a westbound NS empty hopper train near Narrows, Va. Would he continue up the East River to Bluefield on the old N&W, or cross the valley to follow the former Virginian to Princeton, W.Va. and Mullins? At Kellysville, W.Va., I was delighted when the train veered to the right across the connecting bridge to follow the Virginian. The weather was overcast, and it was getting late. Two shots at two different trestles did not yield amazing images. I ended up finding an overhead bridge on the east side of Princeton to get him as he came through a deep cut.
I wish I had spent more time on the P-D district—the line that continued through Princeton and across Clark’s Gap before reaching the rich coal-mining regions. This was a storied stretch of railroad, that featured a 2-8-8-8-4 beast known as the “Triplex.” Its boiler was insufficient to deliver enough steam to the six cylinders of its three engine sets, so it spent a lot of time just stopped as its fireman tried to rebuild steam pressure. Then, there were ten 2-10-10-2 Mallets with low pressure cylinders four FEET in diameter. Yet, that doesn’t include the jack-shaft electrics, rectifiers, and a few “streamliners” that ran this very route as far east as Roanoke (where the 2-10-10-2s, and later, copies of the C&O 2-6-6-6 Allegheny types took over)—or the railroad’s fleet of F-M units that finally brought dieselization. As I listened to the train of empties labor up the grade in the distance, I wondered what it would have been like to witness such an evolution of motive power (not to mention 116-ton capacity gondolas with six-wheel trucks that were essentially isolated from interchange to other railroads because of their size). The Virginian was an epic piece of railroading, but even in 1994 its work would eventually be done. Indeed, the P-D district was mostly mothballed by NS a few years ago.
Railroad history is simply amazing. When you hear the statement that the industry literally built America, the evidence to back up that claim is overwhelming.
The A.S.B. Bridge (also known as the Armour, Swift, Burlington Bridge, the Fratt Bridge, or the Winner Bridge) is a vertical-lift through truss bridge over the Missouri River on the BNSF Railway in Kansas City and is the only one of its type and design ever constructed anywhere else worldwide, specifically due to its unique lift span. Originally designed as a unique double-deck bridge, the upper highway deck was placed high enough to permit all boats to pass under. The lower railroad deck on the other hand would need to be raised for boats. The unique design suspended the railroad deck from telescoping vertical members, which can be raised up inside the vertical members in the main truss. In short, the railroad deck could be raised without any movement of the upper (highway) deck, preventing any disruption of highway traffic. Unfortunately, the ASB Bridge has suffered a major detrimental alteration in that the highway deck has been removed due to the construction of the adjacent Heart of America bridge and rerouting of the highway traffic to this bridge. Not only does this make interpretation of this unusual design more difficult for visitors, it also resulted in removal of an immense amount of the bridge, considering the approach spans for the upper deck were much longer than the railroad deck.
This photo was taken in 2013 during my previous Project 365…please visit my album for this “REMASTERED” Project 365 as I revisit each day of 2013 for additional photos to share!!
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D5200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
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The Brooklyn Bridge is a hybrid cable-stayed/suspension bridge in New York City, spanning the East River between the boroughs of Manhattan and Brooklyn. Opened on May 24, 1883, the Brooklyn Bridge was the first fixed crossing of the East River. It was also the longest suspension bridge in the world at the time of its opening, with a main span of 1,595.5 feet and a deck 127 ft above mean high water. The span was originally called the New York and Brooklyn Bridge or the East River Bridge but was officially renamed the Brooklyn Bridge in 1915.
Proposals for a bridge connecting Manhattan and Brooklyn were first made in the early 19th century, which eventually led to the construction of the current span, designed by John A. Roebling. The project's chief engineer, his son Washington Roebling, contributed further design work, assisted by the latter's wife, Emily Warren Roebling. Construction started in 1870, with the Tammany Hall-controlled New York Bridge Company overseeing construction, although numerous controversies and the novelty of the design prolonged the project over thirteen years. Since opening, the Brooklyn Bridge has undergone several reconfigurations, having carried horse-drawn vehicles and elevated railway lines until 1950. To alleviate increasing traffic flows, additional bridges and tunnels were built across the East River. Following gradual deterioration, the Brooklyn Bridge has been renovated several times, including in the 1950s, 1980s, and 2010s.
The Brooklyn Bridge is the southernmost of the four toll-free vehicular bridges connecting Manhattan Island and Long Island, with the Manhattan Bridge, the Williamsburg Bridge, and the Queensboro Bridge to the north. Only passenger vehicles and pedestrian and bicycle traffic are permitted. A major tourist attraction since its opening, the Brooklyn Bridge has become an icon of New York City. Over the years, the bridge has been used as the location of various stunts and performances, as well as several crimes and attacks. The Brooklyn Bridge has been designated a National Historic Landmark, a New York City landmark, and a National Historic Civil Engineering Landmark.
Manhattan is the most densely populated and geographically smallest of the five boroughs of New York City. The borough is coextensive with New York County, the smallest county by geographical area in the U.S. state of New York. Located almost entirely on Manhattan Island near the southern tip of the state, Manhattan constitutes the center of the Northeast megalopolis and the urban core of the New York metropolitan area. Manhattan serves as New York City's economic and administrative center and has been described as the cultural, financial, media, and entertainment capital of the world.
Present-day Manhattan was originally part of Lenape territory. European settlement began with the establishment of a trading post by Dutch colonists in 1624 on southern Manhattan Island; the post was named New Amsterdam in 1626. The territory and its surroundings came under English control in 1664 and were renamed New York after King Charles II of England granted the lands to his brother, the Duke of York. New York, based in present-day Lower Manhattan, served as the capital of the United States from 1785 until 1790. The Statue of Liberty in New York Harbor greeted millions of arriving immigrants in the late 19th century and is a world symbol of the United States and its ideals. Manhattan became a borough during the consolidation of New York City in 1898, and houses New York City Hall, the seat of the city's government. The Stonewall Inn in Greenwich Village, part of the Stonewall National Monument, is considered the birthplace of the modern gay rights movement, cementing Manhattan's central role in LGBT culture. It was also the site of the World Trade Center, which was destroyed during the September 11 terrorist attacks.
Situated on one of the world's largest natural harbors, the borough is bounded by the Hudson, East, and Harlem rivers and includes several small adjacent islands, including Roosevelt, U Thant, and Randalls and Wards Islands. It also includes the small neighborhood of Marble Hill now on the U.S. mainland. Manhattan Island is divided into three informally bounded components, each cutting across the borough's long axis: Lower Manhattan, Midtown, and Upper Manhattan. Manhattan is one of the most densely populated locations in the world, with a 2020 census population of 1,694,250 living in a land area of 22.66 square miles, or 72,918 residents per square mile (28,154 residents/km2), and coextensive with New York County, its residential property has the highest sale price per square foot in the United States. Chinatown incorporates the highest concentration of Chinese people in the Western Hemisphere.
Anchored by Wall Street in the Financial District of Lower Manhattan, New York City has been called both the most economically powerful city and the leading financial and fintech center of the world, and Manhattan is home to the world's two largest stock exchanges by total market capitalization, the New York Stock Exchange and Nasdaq. Many multinational media conglomerates are based in Manhattan, as are numerous colleges and universities, such as Columbia University and New York University; the headquarters of the United Nations is also located in the borough. Manhattan hosts three of the world's most-visited tourist attractions in 2013: Times Square, Central Park, and Grand Central Terminal. Penn Station is the busiest transportation hub in the Western Hemisphere. The borough hosts many prominent bridges and tunnels, and skyscrapers including the Empire State Building, Chrysler Building, and One World Trade Center. It is also home to the National Basketball Association's New York Knicks and the National Hockey League's New York Rangers.
The John Seigenthaler Pedestrian Bridge, formerly the Shelby Street Pedestrian Bridge, stretches across the Cumberland River and connects downtown Nashville to the residential suburbs of East Nashville. It was built from 1907-09 and was originally named the Sparkman Street Bridge. The bridge was closed to automobile traffic in 1998 and has been restored for pedestrian use, providing outstanding views of the river and downtown skyline. This time of year with the NHL Playoffs in full swing, it is decked out with "Stand With Us!" and various Nashville Predators banners. The amazing support that the Preds receive from the city of Nashville, Middle Tennessee, and the rest of the state is absolutely awesome...especially in the Southern United States where hockey is relatively new to a bunch of football fans!! Go Preds...
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
Hong Kong–Zhuhai–Macau Bridge ongoing construction project consisting of a series of bridges and tunnels crossing the Lingdingyang channel to connect Hong Kong, Macau and Zhuhai, three major cities on the Pearl River Delta in China. The 50 kms link will have the longest bridge section of 29.6 kilometres (18.4 mi) long
The bridges and tunnels in NY discontinued tokens toward the end of the 20th century. Found these two kicking around in a box.
#Back in the Day
Over the next couple of posts, I want to catch up my Bridgeworld album. This series of work continues to evolve over the years. It initially began with a focus solely on the bridges of my hometown of Portland, Oregon. I called that group "Bridgetown" after one of the nicknames that Portland enjoys. After I spent a year on that though I really could muster any motivation to photograph bridges at all. It very much burned me out for a bit working with such focus on that subject matter. But then as the years went by, the residual effects of looking at bridges for so long as a photographer started to re-emerge and I found that when I traveled I was seeking out the bridges in whatever city I found myself. I have written before about how I came to enjoy this, that it gave me direction in a foreign town where I otherwise didn't yet know which way to go photographically.
Last fall I visited New York City for the second time. My first visit had involved some bridge work but this visit I stayed out much later and walked even more miles to work on these subjects, and thus I came away with additional work to the series, which I want to get included in this album here. So you'll be seeing a few more of these photos over the next couple of days.
There are two things I like about this image. The first is that for a photo of the Brooklyn Bridge, it puts more emphasis on its towers than its cables. Many images of this bridge capture the web of cables one sees while crossing the bridge. But my first time seeing this bridge in person I was impressed by how massive a fortification its giant towers are. They are huge, they are solid, they look like castles. And the other element I enjoyed about this spot was the inclusion of the Manhattan Bridge. Being an island, Manhattan is highly dependent upon bridges (and tunnels, but those are a different story). Much like my hometown of Portland, New York City has so many bridges. I have yet to see them all. And so it seemed a nice touch to have another bridge making a cameo appearance here, because this is not a city of any single bridge.
Hasselblad 500C
Rollei RPX 400
Old Elbe Tunnel or St. Pauli Elbe Tunnel (German: Alter Elbtunnel (coll.) or St. Pauli Elbtunnel (official name)) which opened in 1911, is a pedestrian and vehicle tunnel in Hamburg, Germany. The 426 m (1,398 ft) long tunnel was a technical sensation; 24 m (80 ft) beneath the surface, two tubes with 6 m (20 ft) diameter connect central Hamburg with the docks and shipyards on the south side of the river Elbe. This meant a big improvement for tens of thousands of workers in one of the busiest harbours in the world.
Four huge lifts on either side of the tunnel carried pedestrians, carriages and motor vehicles to the bottom. They are still in operation, though due to the limited capacity by today's standards, other bridges and tunnels have been built and taken over most of the traffic.
In 2008 approx 300.000 cars, 63.000 bicycles and 700.000 pedestrians used the tunnel. The tunnel is opened 24 hours for pedestrians and bicycles. For motorized vehicles opening times are currently Monday to Friday from 5.20 AM to 8.00 PM, on Saturdays from 5.20 AM to 4.00 PM. (Wikipedia)
EXPLORED: highest position #2 (March 7, 2012)
The "Alter Elbtunnel" (Old Elbe Tunnel) in Hamburg, Germany was a rechnical sensation when it opened in 1911. The 426 m (1,398 ft) long tunnel for pedestrians and vehicles runs 24 m (80 ft) beneath the surface and consists out of two tubes with 6 m (20 ft) diameter. It connected central Hamburg with the docks and shipyards on the south side of the river Elbe. Four huge lifts on either side of the tunnel carried pedestrians, carriages and motor vehicles to the bottom. They are still in operation, though due to the limited capacity by today's standards, other bridges and tunnels have been built and taken over most of the traffic.
Many a Victorian Railway went for the castellated bridge and tunnel architecture either to pander to the local landowner or to prove the railway company's supposed standing. 60009 Union of South Africa is seen emerging from the second Nuttall tunnel on the approach to Ramsbottom Station.
As it is today.
Now a popular biking trail that leads people through the tunnel on what is known as the Hiawatha Trail down the better part of the mountain. Lots of bridges and tunnels to enjoy with a bus ride back to the top.
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(more details later, as time permits)
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A year ago, I uploaded a bunch of photos to Flickr and admitted that while I had lived in New York City for 45 years — I had never previously attended, observed, photographed, or participated in the annual Halloween Parade that takes place in Greenwich Village. I won’t repeat the rest of the meandering blather that I wrote … if you would like to see it, and/or the photos that accompanied the notes, you can find them here on Flickr:
www.flickr.com/photos/yourdon/albums/72157646748393453
In any case, though, I decided to return to the parade again this year … and, like last year, I got off the subway at the Canal Street (express) station, and walked north to where the cops and the parade-floats, the bands and the professional photographers were gathering in anticipation of another year of festivity.
But I quickly discovered that, while last year’s parade started at 7 PM, when it was already cold and dark, this year’s parade was not scheduled to get started until 9 PM. I realize that 9 PM is quite an early hour for ghouls and vampires, not to mention teenagers, young adults, party-goers, and even the majority of the bridge-and-tunnel crowd who were presumably just getting in their trains and buses to make the trek from the wilderness regions of Long Island and New Jersey. But for those of us slightly (ahem) older than the age of 35, 9 PM is about the time when we turn on last night’s video-recording of Jimmy Fallon or Trevor Noah, and watch in a glassy-eyed stupor for a few minutes before we begin snoring …
So … I decided not to hang around the official starting position at Spring Street for two or three hours, and instead began wandering further north into the more crowded sections of the West Village — near West 4th Street. And I’m glad I did: while there were no bands or “fancy” displays, there was a lot more energy, and a lot of interesting costumes and people (or ghouls and vampires, depending on your preferences).
The only outcasts, far more confused and lost than the out-of-town tourists, were the cops. There were hundreds of them, maybe thousands; and this was two weeks before the recent terrorist attacks, with nobody expecting any trouble more serious than an occasional happy drunkard falling over in the street. Most of the cops that I saw were somehow affiliated with a “Community Affairs” department (or division, or whatever); but what made it funny is that none of them seemed to have a clue where they were. At one point, I stood near a friendly, attentive police officer at the corner of Sixth Avenue and 8th Street — when a tourist (sounding like he was from Germany) wandered up and asked the cop for directions to 9th Street. The cop shrugged politely and said that he really didn’t know — despite the fact that the street sign for 9th Street was clearly visible, less than a block away. I got the impression that the cops had been brought in from such far-away areas as Staten Island, Queens, and the Bronx; and while they could have navigated the neatly-rectangularized streets of mid-town Manhattan, they were utterly lost in Greenwich Village.
Oh, well, it didn’t matter. I watched one woman emerge from the subway, reassuring her clearly-terrified friend, “Don’t worry, I’ll get you back to New Jersey safely. I promise!” But she took one look at the wildly-costumed crowd around her, near the Waverly Theater, let out a loud “Woo hoo!” squeal, and left her friend behind….
In the midst of all this, I did manage to get some photos … and I’ve uploaded a small subset of them here to Flickr. Enjoy …
This iconic landmark bridge is an extremely early surviving example of a large-scale deck cantilever highway truss bridge in America. And, it is the oldest of the four vehicle bridges in Knoxville across the Tennessee River. This bridge was comprehensively rehabilitated in 2004 and modified for safety by reducing the number of lanes and adding the new lighting/concrete curbing. The spans that are composed of anchor arms have an unusual detail as well...some eye-bars are installed parallel to the built-up riveted box beams, likely to accommodate any tension forces that might develop in that portion of the bridge, which is atypical for this design.
Gay Street Bridge facts:
Overview - Pratt deck, arched cantilevered truss over the Tennessee River on Gay Street
Location - Knoxville, Knox County, Tennessee
Status - Open to traffic
History - Built 1897, reconditioned 2004
Builder - Youngstown Bridge Co. of Youngstown, Ohio
Design - A spandrel-braced (cantilever) arch bridge with concrete deck by Charles Fowler (it is the only bridge of this type in the state of Tennessee)
Dimensions:
- Length of largest span: 252.0 ft.
- Total length: 1,486.0 ft.
- Deck width: 29.8 ft.
- Vertical clearance above deck: 18.6 ft.
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
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The scenes of Halloween became evident long before I got on the subway to head downtown to Greenwich Village.
This young person (boy? girl? who knows?) and his companion (sister? mother? who cares?) were walking near the corner of 96th Street and Broadway in the middle of the day on Halloween ...
What's particularly interesting to me, having spent my childhood in suburban towns all across the country, is that city kids march up and down the streets, and dart into every shop, store, and restaurant to demand candy in a loud, raucous voice.
Well, I suppose you can't blame them, for they have no choice ... but notice that in addition to the plastic bag that's already got large quantities of junk food, the companion has a large pink bucket with which to get even more junk food. This was confirmed by a neighborhood restaurant manager, who told me that he found it incredibly annoying that the parents reached into his restaurant's candy supply to get a double scoop of whatever they could get their hands on.
Such is life in modern-day America ...
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A year ago, I uploaded a bunch of photos to Flickr and admitted that while I had lived in New York City for 45 years — I had never previously attended, observed, photographed, or participated in the annual Halloween Parade that takes place in Greenwich Village. I won’t repeat the rest of the meandering blather that I wrote … if you would like to see it, and/or the photos that accompanied the notes, you can find them here on Flickr:
www.flickr.com/photos/yourdon/albums/72157646748393453
In any case, though, I decided to return to the parade again this year … and, like last year, I got off the subway at the Canal Street (express) station, and walked north to where the cops and the parade-floats, the bands and the professional photographers were gathering in anticipation of another year of festivity.
But I quickly discovered that, while last year’s parade started at 7 PM, when it was already cold and dark, this year’s parade was not scheduled to get started until 9 PM. I realize that 9 PM is quite an early hour for ghouls and vampires, not to mention teenagers, young adults, party-goers, and even the majority of the bridge-and-tunnel crowd who were presumably just getting in their trains and buses to make the trek from the wilderness regions of Long Island and New Jersey. But for those of us slightly (ahem) older than the age of 35, 9 PM is about the time when we turn on last night’s video-recording of Jimmy Fallon or Trevor Noah, and watch in a glassy-eyed stupor for a few minutes before we begin snoring …
So … I decided not to hang around the official starting position at Spring Street for two or three hours, and instead began wandering further north into the more crowded sections of the West Village — near West 4th Street. And I’m glad I did: while there were no bands or “fancy” displays, there was a lot more energy, and a lot of interesting costumes and people (or ghouls and vampires, depending on your preferences).
The only outcasts, far more confused and lost than the out-of-town tourists, were the cops. There were hundreds of them, maybe thousands; and this was two weeks before the recent terrorist attacks, with nobody expecting any trouble more serious than an occasional happy drunkard falling over in the street. Most of the cops that I saw were somehow affiliated with a “Community Affairs” department (or division, or whatever); but what made it funny is that none of them seemed to have a clue where they were. At one point, I stood near a friendly, attentive police officer at the corner of Sixth Avenue and 8th Street — when a tourist (sounding like he was from Germany) wandered up and asked the cop for directions to 9th Street, the cop shrugged politely and said that he really didn’t know — despite the fact that the street sign for 9th Street was clearly visible, less than a block away. I got the impression that the cops had been brought in from such far-away areas as Staten Island, Queens, and the Bronx; and while they could have navigated the neatly-rectangularized streets of mid-town Manhattan, they were utterly lost in Greenwich Village.
Oh, well, it didn’t matter. I watched one woman emerge from the subway, reassuring her clearly-terrified friend, “Don’t worry, I’ll get you back to New Jersey safely. I promise!” But she took one look at the wildly-costumed crowd around her, near the Waverly Theater, let out a loud “Woo hoo!” squeal, and left her friend behind….
In the midst of all this, I did manage to get some photos … and I’ve uploaded a small subset of them here to Flickr. Enjoy …
N&W heads west from Bluefield into the Clinch Valley for a good 8 miles. Aiming for St Paul, Norton and Andover. I'm writing this cation in real time so my brain cells' lack of power is showing. L&N, Southern and The Interstate Railroad all mingle around that corridor and I forget at the moment where the N&W officially ended.
Regardless, here is a bird strike from Artrip. These are empties headed for Toms Creek. Ahead lies the bridge and tunnel territory between St. Paul and Coeburn. For now the going is easy.
"The Brooklyn Bridge is a hybrid cable-stayed/suspension bridge in New York City, spanning the East River between the boroughs of Manhattan and Brooklyn. Opened on May 24, 1883, the Brooklyn Bridge was the first fixed crossing of the East River. It was also the longest suspension bridge in the world at the time of its opening, with a main span of 1,595.5 feet (486.3 m) and a deck 127 ft (38.7 m) above mean high water. The span was originally called the New York and Brooklyn Bridge or the East River Bridge but was officially renamed the Brooklyn Bridge in 1915.
Proposals for a bridge connecting Manhattan and Brooklyn were first made in the early 19th century, which eventually led to the construction of the current span, designed by John A. Roebling. The project's chief engineer, his son Washington Roebling, contributed further design work, assisted by the latter's wife, Emily Warren Roebling. Construction started in 1870, with the Tammany Hall-controlled New York Bridge Company overseeing construction, although numerous controversies and the novelty of the design prolonged the project over thirteen years. Since opening, the Brooklyn Bridge has undergone several reconfigurations, having carried horse-drawn vehicles and elevated railway lines until 1950. To alleviate increasing traffic flows, additional bridges and tunnels were built across the East River. Following gradual deterioration, the Brooklyn Bridge has been renovated several times, including in the 1950s, 1980s, and 2010s.
The Brooklyn Bridge is the southernmost of the four toll-free vehicular bridges connecting Manhattan Island and Long Island, with the Manhattan Bridge, the Williamsburg Bridge, and the Queensboro Bridge to the north. Only passenger vehicles and pedestrian and bicycle traffic are permitted. A major tourist attraction since its opening, the Brooklyn Bridge has become an icon of New York City. Over the years, the bridge has been used as the location of various stunts and performances, as well as several crimes and attacks. The Brooklyn Bridge has been designated a National Historic Landmark, a New York City landmark, and a National Historic Civil Engineering Landmark.
New York, often called New York City or NYC, is the most populous city in the United States. With a 2020 population of 8,804,190 distributed over 300.46 square miles (778.2 km2), New York City is also the most densely populated major city in the United States. The city is within the southern tip of New York State, and constitutes the geographical and demographic center of both the Northeast megalopolis and the New York metropolitan area – the largest metropolitan area in the world by urban landmass. With over 20.1 million people in its metropolitan statistical area and 23.5 million in its combined statistical area as of 2020, New York is one of the world's most populous megacities, and over 58 million people live within 250 mi (400 km) of the city. New York City is a global cultural, financial, and media center with a significant influence on commerce, health care and life sciences, entertainment, research, technology, education, politics, tourism, dining, art, fashion, and sports. New York is the most photographed city in the world. Home to the headquarters of the United Nations, New York is an important center for international diplomacy, an established safe haven for global investors, and is sometimes described as the capital of the world." - info from Wikipedia.
The fall of 2022 I did my 3rd major cycling tour. I began my adventure in Montreal, Canada and finished in Savannah, GA. This tour took me through the oldest parts of Quebec and the 13 original US states. During this adventure I cycled 7,126 km over the course of 2.5 months and took more than 68,000 photos. As with my previous tours, a major focus was to photograph historic architecture.
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A year ago, I uploaded a bunch of photos to Flickr and admitted that while I had lived in New York City for 45 years — I had never previously attended, observed, photographed, or participated in the annual Halloween Parade that takes place in Greenwich Village. I won’t repeat the rest of the meandering blather that I wrote … if you would like to see it, and/or the photos that accompanied the notes, you can find them here on Flickr:
www.flickr.com/photos/yourdon/albums/72157646748393453
In any case, though, I decided to return to the parade again this year … and, like last year, I got off the subway at the Canal Street (express) station, and walked north to where the cops and the parade-floats, the bands and the professional photographers were gathering in anticipation of another year of festivity.
But I quickly discovered that, while last year’s parade started at 7 PM, when it was already cold and dark, this year’s parade was not scheduled to get started until 9 PM. I realize that 9 PM is quite an early hour for ghouls and vampires, not to mention teenagers, young adults, party-goers, and even the majority of the bridge-and-tunnel crowd who were presumably just getting in their trains and buses to make the trek from the wilderness regions of Long Island and New Jersey. But for those of us slightly (ahem) older than the age of 35, 9 PM is about the time when we turn on last night’s video-recording of Jimmy Fallon or Trevor Noah, and watch in a glassy-eyed stupor for a few minutes before we begin snoring …
So … I decided not to hang around the official starting position at Spring Street for two or three hours, and instead began wandering further north into the more crowded sections of the West Village — near West 4th Street. And I’m glad I did: while there were no bands or “fancy” displays, there was a lot more energy, and a lot of interesting costumes and people (or ghouls and vampires, depending on your preferences).
The only outcasts, far more confused and lost than the out-of-town tourists, were the cops. There were hundreds of them, maybe thousands; and this was two weeks before the recent terrorist attacks, with nobody expecting any trouble more serious than an occasional happy drunkard falling over in the street. Most of the cops that I saw were somehow affiliated with a “Community Affairs” department (or division, or whatever); but what made it funny is that none of them seemed to have a clue where they were. At one point, I stood near a friendly, attentive police officer at the corner of Sixth Avenue and 8th Street — when a tourist (sounding like he was from Germany) wandered up and asked the cop for directions to 9th Street. The cop shrugged politely and said that he really didn’t know — despite the fact that the street sign for 9th Street was clearly visible, less than a block away. I got the impression that the cops had been brought in from such far-away areas as Staten Island, Queens, and the Bronx; and while they could have navigated the neatly-rectangularized streets of mid-town Manhattan, they were utterly lost in Greenwich Village.
Oh, well, it didn’t matter. I watched one woman emerge from the subway, reassuring her clearly-terrified friend, “Don’t worry, I’ll get you back to New Jersey safely. I promise!” But she took one look at the wildly-costumed crowd around her, near the Waverly Theater, let out a loud “Woo hoo!” squeal, and left her friend behind….
In the midst of all this, I did manage to get some photos … and I’ve uploaded a small subset of them here to Flickr. Enjoy …
The Walnut Street Bridge, begun in 1889 and completed in 1891 across the Tennessee River, was nominated to the National Register of Historic Places (NRHP) under criterion A for its local significance in the area of transportation. It is 2,370 feet long and contains forty-five spans, six pin-connected through modified Camelback trusses and thirty-nine steel stringers. As the only bridge across the river in Chattanooga from 1891 until 1917, it served as a focal point of the city's transportation network, linking two sections of the city and encouraging growth in the northern part. It was also nominated for its statewide significance under criterion C because of its design, which was by prominent engineer Edwin Thacher, a nationally recognized engineer. The Walnut Street Bridge is a Camelback truss, a variation of the basic Pratt truss which is one of the most commonly used truss types in the country. Of Tennessee's 465 simple pre-1941 truss bridges, 299 are Pratt or Pratt derivations. Of these, thirty are Camelback trusses including this one. The Walnut Street Bridge is the oldest Camelback truss and roughly the thirteenth oldest simple metal truss bridge in the state. Its spans are atypically long for this era in Tennessee since most Camelback trusses in this state are in the 125-200 foot range. Their length would have increased their complexity and probably would not have been attempted by a local engineer, but for someone of chief engineer Edwin Thacher's abilities, it would not have been remarkable. Although long compared to other Tennessee spans, these spans would not have been considered especially unique on a national scale. The Petit-derivative variation was uncommon, but probably essential, due to its length; this variation was used for five of the thirty Camelback trusses in Tennessee.
For Chattanooga, the completion of the Walnut Street Bridge represented a significant step in the city's growth and development. A military bridge constructed early in 1864 collapsed in 1867 under the combined, but not simultaneous, force of twenty-five stampeding mules and a record flood. Thereafter, Chattanoogans crossed the river via a series of cumbersome ferries. When the Walnut Street Bridge opened in 1891 to meet the needs of a progressive, growing city, it connected the commercial and residential districts on both sides of the river was the appropriate response of far-sighted individuals interested in Chattanooga's future. Again, early in 1987, a far-sighted committee recommended the restoration of this historic structure with plans to rejuvenate the bridge as a linear park (pedestrian bridge) within a larger park complex along the river front. Unobtrusive cables were added within the diagonals. The trusses still function as trusses and carry the existing dead load of the bridge itself and the new cables carry the new expected live loads. These changes did not adversely affect the integrity of the bridge from a historical perspective.
On February 23, 1990, the Walnut Street Bridge was added to the NRHP. All of the above information was found on the original documents that were submitted for listing consideration and these contain many more details about the bridge. These documents can be found here:
npgallery.nps.gov/NRHP/AssetDetail/a2c6d204-0b73-443f-917...
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
The best way to view my photostream is through Flickriver with the following link: www.flickriver.com/photos/photojourney57/
The Glacier Express route through the Alps takes eight hours from Zermatt to St. Moritz and boasts spectacular panoramic views, bridges and tunnels.
Switzerland
"Sometimes you have to, as I say, build bridges where you can - but draw lines where you must."
-- Fred Thompson (American politician, attorney, lobbyist, columnist, actor, and radio personality who served as a United States Senator from Tennessee from 1994 to 2003)
Three bracketed photos were taken with a handheld Nikon D7200 and combined with Photomatix Pro to create this HDR image. Additional adjustments were made in Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you", declares the LORD, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
The best way to view my photostream is through Flickriver with the following link: www.flickriver.com/photos/photojourney57/
Old Elbe Tunnel or St. Pauli Elbe Tunnel (German: Alter Elbtunnel (coll.) or St. Pauli Elbtunnel (official name)) which opened in 1911, is a pedestrian and vehicle tunnel in Hamburg, Germany. The 426 m (1,398 ft) long tunnel was a technical sensation; 24 m (80 ft) beneath the surface, two tubes with 6 m (20 ft) diameter connect central Hamburg with the docks and shipyards on the south side of the river Elbe. This meant a big improvement for tens of thousands of workers in one of the busiest harbours in the world.
Four huge lifts on either side of the tunnel carried pedestrians, carriages and motor vehicles to the bottom. They are still in operation, though due to the limited capacity by today's standards, other bridges and tunnels have been built and taken over most of the traffic.
In 2008 approx 300.000 cars, 63.000 bicycles and 700.000 pedestrians used the tunnel. The tunnel is opened 24 hours for pedestrians and bicycles. For motorized vehicles opening times are currently Monday to Friday from 5.20 AM to 8.00 PM, on Saturdays from 5.20 AM to 4.00 PM.
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Manoa Valley’s most recognizable backdrop is the majestic peaks of the Koolau mountain range, often dressed with clouds that bathe the valley with frequent rains. Many trails meander through the valley’s forests and along its ridges. One of the most popular is the gentle, nearly mile-long trail to Manoa Falls (seen in the photograph above). The trail passes through rain forests and bamboo groves to the base of the 150-foot waterfall deep in the valley. The rustle of the trees and cacophony of birdsongs will leave you questioning whether you’re really only five miles from urban Honolulu.
~Hawaii Magazine
www.hawaiimagazine.com/content/visual-journey-through-oah...
Technical Information (or Nerdy Stuff):
Camera - Nikon D7200 (handheld)
Lens – Nikkor 10-20mm wide angle
ISO – 500
Aperture – f/4.5
Exposure – 1/8 second
Focal Length – 10mm
The original RAW file was processed with Adobe Camera Raw and final adjustments were made with Photoshop CS6.
"For I know the plans I have for you,” declares the LORD, “plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future." ~Jeremiah 29:11
Halloween continues on the subway platforms of New York City. This fellow did not look like he was on the prowl for candy; but he was clearly dressed in a holiday costume, while surfing the web on his cell phone.
This was taken in the middle of the afternoon, when I was heading downtown ... so the costumes were still pretty mild at this point.
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A year ago, I uploaded a bunch of photos to Flickr and admitted that while I had lived in New York City for 45 years — I had never previously attended, observed, photographed, or participated in the annual Halloween Parade that takes place in Greenwich Village. I won’t repeat the rest of the meandering blather that I wrote … if you would like to see it, and/or the photos that accompanied the notes, you can find them here on Flickr:
www.flickr.com/photos/yourdon/albums/72157646748393453
In any case, though, I decided to return to the parade again this year … and, like last year, I got off the subway at the Canal Street (express) station, and walked north to where the cops and the parade-floats, the bands and the professional photographers were gathering in anticipation of another year of festivity.
But I quickly discovered that, while last year’s parade started at 7 PM, when it was already cold and dark, this year’s parade was not scheduled to get started until 9 PM. I realize that 9 PM is quite an early hour for ghouls and vampires, not to mention teenagers, young adults, party-goers, and even the majority of the bridge-and-tunnel crowd who were presumably just getting in their trains and buses to make the trek from the wilderness regions of Long Island and New Jersey. But for those of us slightly (ahem) older than the age of 35, 9 PM is about the time when we turn on last night’s video-recording of Jimmy Fallon or Trevor Noah, and watch in a glassy-eyed stupor for a few minutes before we begin snoring …
So … I decided not to hang around the official starting position at Spring Street for two or three hours, and instead began wandering further north into the more crowded sections of the West Village — near West 4th Street. And I’m glad I did: while there were no bands or “fancy” displays, there was a lot more energy, and a lot of interesting costumes and people (or ghouls and vampires, depending on your preferences).
The only outcasts, far more confused and lost than the out-of-town tourists, were the cops. There were hundreds of them, maybe thousands; and this was two weeks before the recent terrorist attacks, with nobody expecting any trouble more serious than an occasional happy drunkard falling over in the street. Most of the cops that I saw were somehow affiliated with a “Community Affairs” department (or division, or whatever); but what made it funny is that none of them seemed to have a clue where they were. At one point, I stood near a friendly, attentive police officer at the corner of Sixth Avenue and 8th Street — when a tourist (sounding like he was from Germany) wandered up and asked the cop for directions to 9th Street, the cop shrugged politely and said that he really didn’t know — despite the fact that the street sign for 9th Street was clearly visible, less than a block away. I got the impression that the cops had been brought in from such far-away areas as Staten Island, Queens, and the Bronx; and while they could have navigated the neatly-rectangularized streets of mid-town Manhattan, they were utterly lost in Greenwich Village.
Oh, well, it didn’t matter. I watched one woman emerge from the subway, reassuring her clearly-terrified friend, “Don’t worry, I’ll get you back to New Jersey safely. I promise!” But she took one look at the wildly-costumed crowd around her, near the Waverly Theater, let out a loud “Woo hoo!” squeal, and left her friend behind….
In the midst of all this, I did manage to get some photos … and I’ve uploaded a small subset of them here to Flickr. Enjoy …
MTA Bridges and Tunnels and the New York City Department of Environmental Protection work together to assist falcons that reside atop the Throgs Neck Bridge.
Photo: Metropolitan Transportation Authority / Marisa Baldeo.
This photo was taken from a vehicle moving at 110kph as we crossed the Storebælt Bridge.
Here is description from Wikipedia:
"Sprogø is a small Danish island, located in the Great Belt, the strait that separates the main islands of Funen and Zealand. It is about halfway across the strait, 6.7 kilometres from the Zealand shore and 8 kilometres from the Funen shore.
Although sprog is modern Danish for language, the island's name was recorded originally during the 12th century as Sproøe meaning scout's island, from the old Danish verb spro (to scout).
Today, the island is crossed by part of the Great Belt Fixed Link, a series of roads, bridges, and tunnels; it is connected to Funen by a road and rail bridge, and to Zealand by both a road suspension bridge and twin rail tunnels. During the construction, the island was reconfigured drastically, with land reclamation increasing its area from 38 to 154 hectares.
There are remains of buildings on the original part of Sprogø from the beginning of the 12th century, a fortress built by order of King Valdemar the Great. During construction work, extensive archaeological investigations were undertaken, and among other findings it was revealed that the first inhabitants arrived more than 8,000 years ago.