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Crib y Ddysgl ridge, Went to Garnedd Ugain after visiting Snowdon, had a look at the ridge towards Crib Goch, wonderful scenery, 3,494 ft, bit windy, great view!
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Took my first steps into the world of mountain climbing yesterday. OMG i'm not ashamed to admit I was fucking terrified.
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Crib Goch is described as a ‘knife-edged’ arête in the Snowdonia National Park in Gwynedd, Wales. The name means ‘red ridge’ in the Welsh language.
The highest point on the arête is 923 metres (3,028 ft) above sea level. All routes which tackle Crib Goch are considered mountaineering routes in winter or scrambles in summer—meaning that they must cross ‘graded territory’ as defined in Steve Ashton's Scrambles in Snowdonia. The easiest of these lines (the ‘bad step’ part of the route) is given a scrambling grade of Grade 1.
The classic traverse of Crib Goch from East to West leads up from the Pyg track to a ‘bad step’, It is followed by ascent to the arête, before tackling three rock-pinnacles to a grassy col at Bwlch Coch. This first part of the ridge is exposed with precipices below, having resulted in several fatalities, even of experienced mountaineers; the Snowdonia National Park Authority describes it as ‘not a mountain for the inexperienced’
This elaborate Neapolitan ceramic and porcelain Christmas Crib was on display inside Sant'Ignazio.
The Nativity of Jesus is depicted here on the ruins of an ancient pagan temple. It was identified as being the work of "great master Marco Ferrigno's shop in Saint Gregorio Armeno, Naples"; from the 18th Century.
Church of St Ignatius of Loyola, Rome; July, 2019
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Rays of sunlight through the wooden slats of an old corn (maize) crib located in New River Trail State Park (Foster Falls--the administrative center), Virginia--in Wythe County. This is part of Foster Falls Historic District on the National Register of Historic Places ##09000925. Wooden corn cribs were usually elevated to protect harvested corn from rodents, and the sides were open enough to permit the drying process.
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Just one from this morning's walk with Wil. The car parks were full as there must have been a few headed for the peal and the ridge to get the sunrise.
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Merry Christmas friends!
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An old log shed or crib. This thing sets about 50 yards off a well traveled road near my home. I often wander if anyone notices it any more.
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Love this view of Crib Goch, taken from Bwlch Goch, having just completed the iconic ridge from east to west.
One of six images from the Crib Goch section in my photography book, The Welsh 3000s., which has over 100 full colour images from 6 routes you can take to the summit of Yr Wyddfa/Snowdon and all the other peaks over 3000ft from the rest of the National Park.
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Ich hab schon mal ein Päckchen geöffnet, da war nur Stroh drin . Schöne Bescherung.
Zwei Jahre später.
04. Dezember 2020. Auf dem nahe gelegenen Bauernhof kam mir der Hund auf drei Beinen entgegengelaufen. Das rechte Hinterbein war angezogen und sah verkrüppelt aus. Er konnte es nicht mehr bewegen. Auf Nachfrage sagte man mir nur beiläufig, dass der Hund mal angefahren wurde. Das war‘s dann wohl.
I've already opened a packet, there was only straw in it. Merry Christmas.
two years later.
December 4th, 2020. On the nearby farm, the dog came running towards me on three legs. The right hind leg was drawn up and looked crippled. He couldn't move it anymore. When asked, I was only casually told that the dog had been run over. That's it.
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And yes, this is what I do at home, bum around in my PJs playing guitar and browsing Flickr. Yeahhh, exciting life. :D
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-Hating Alison Ashley
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-Nineteen Eighty-four
-Firesong
-The Phantom of the Opera
-A Clockwork Orange
-Alice in Wonderland
-Emily the Strange
-The Gashlycrumb Tinies
-The Outsiders
-Perfume
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A very small, spooky abandoned place in Belgium. Not sure of the history but whoever lived here was a hoarder. We had to take it in twos as there was no room for four. It was cramped and quite a challenge to get anything decent I felt.
The travelling nun Tour. On Belgium derps with Dursty, John and Mike.
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Here's some lumber patina.
My clean up route takes me to McIntosh/Lohr Ag Museum in an autumn and an out building that was probably a corn crib for Mac's dairy cattle feed. Was this crib constructed from local ponderosa pine? The structure allowed the interior to have clean walls. There were sawmills scattered throughout the hills and mining camps. I grabbed this shot on a walk out at McIntosh Agricultural Museum in a late August. I could not resist snapping this shot while ominous clouding seemed to be growing, I expect that it probably won't entirely ruin my day. I'll push on.
Some of my captures need a load of editing as I am deluged with retouching with 16 work files sitting on my Photoshop desktop. I expect to post more as I get past my immersion in most of the mass of current projects like starting on the quasi-logical Win-10.
Typically, when I get out here, I trek south of the farm to Mac Lake when skies start to build. Otherwise I will look for other detail shots at the farm. Clouding is likely to be giving me a break for now though it could really start to envelope the entire sky. What did this sky portend for the afternoon?
The Ag Museum was open to get to the McIntosh Lake Loop Trail. Hmm, I just might try it on the remaining day. I can't simply just hang around the Museum. I have some neighbors who do nothing more than hang around. Perhaps a small degree of exercise? I can only stand to sit behind the monitor for a small while.
As I related a while back on my Prairie Art Series, this is another bigly tribute series to Nebraska for having to disband their fish and game commission because their duck died. Mac Lake ducks are snuffling around the corn crib door. Other than that, I got in a good walk, if spoiled by detritus and dead stuff. I filled in the park attendant about the Dickens barn history and headed down the path to Mac Lake. They cleaned out all those pesky sunflowers choking the path and some of the prairie varmints. The prairie dogs at the raptor feeding center by the lake are always at risk of predation by raptors. HA! Ravens will clean up scraps behind the raptors.
This tiny corn crib still stands strong many years after retirement in rural north central Illinois. Cribs are often the last building standing on decaying farmsteads because of the way that they were built. Because of the tremendous pressures they had to endure they were normally built out of green oak (fresh cut non-dried). As the oak dried over time it becomes extremely hard. Also, cribs are braced heavily on the inside. Many eventually were tied together internally with heavy wire or steel cables when they were converted to store shelled corn instead of ear corn.