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Pilot Scott Bligh going over his take-off checklist prior to launching the fire/rescue ship for a call.
Credit: Chad Dollick, San Diego County Sheriff's Dept
Additional photos available at eBird checklist: ebird.org/ebird/canada/view/checklist?subID=S7886251
Our first Yadgir checklist along the Bheema, with several white and yellow wagtails and pipits. After extremely dry gulbarga, the irrigated plains here provide some #birding comfort #ebirdroadies
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RF-4C Aircrew Checklist
Special cameras and sensors carried by the FR-4C reconnaissance aircraft monitored North Korean military activities along the Demilitarized Zone during the Cold War.
For more info: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/F-4_Phantom_II
Edited by: Latitudes
Publisher & Distributor: Mousse Publishing
Texts by: Giorgio Agamben, Theo Beckers, Latitudes, Prof. Peter Osborne, Georges Pérec, Prof. Dr. Menno Schilthuizen, Ryszard Zelichowski
Graphic Design: Studio Mousse
Format: 22,5 x 15,5cm, 216 pp
Language: English & Spanish
Print-run: 1,300
Printer: Grafiche Artigianelli, Brescia
Date of Publication: April 2012
Price: 26 Euro
ISBN: 9788896501832
Accompanying the year-long exhibition series curated by Latitudes at the Laboratorio 987 in MUSAC, León. With exhibitions by Pennacchio Argentato (29 January–3 April 2011); Iratxe Jaio & Klaas van Gorkum (9 April–12 June 2011); Uqbar (Irene Kopelman & Mariana Castillo Deball) (25 June–11 September 2011); Fermín Jiménez Landa & Lee Welch (24 September 2011–15 January 2012)
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Pilots use detailed checklists to ensure they don’t forget anything – from pre-flight to landing. That same concept can apply to the rest of us as well, whether that’s formalizing a daily routine or mapping out a busy day. Checklists minimize slip-ups.
Read the full tip here:
www.theunchaotic.com/2010/01/28/make-your-own-pre-flight-...
From the autumn 2016 trip to Vietnam:
If ever there were a good way to finish up a trip, this particular Sunday in October would be it. Before arriving in Hanoi, I honestly had exceptionally low expectations. A bit like Saigon, if you are to go online and try to look up a list of places to visit – basically a tourist’s stock photography checklist, as it may be – you don’t find much that’s appealing. Well…I didn’t, anyway, and as a result, I had pretty low expectations for Hanoi.
The charm and beauty of Hanoi, however, isn’t in any one particular place. It’s in the experience of the entire city. (I’d say the same for Saigon, but multiply that a few times for Hanoi.) On this day in the Old Quarter in particular, I kept finding myself thinking, “Oh, my God, I shouldn’t be this lucky as a photographer…” Today ended up being mostly about people, with a little food and historical locations mixed in.
As I mentioned in the last set of posting, today would start off a bit sad with Junebug leaving for China a day before I would. So, we were checked out of our room by 6:00 in the morning or so. The breakfast at the Art Trendy was wonderful. Buffet with a mix of made-to-order omelets mixed in. Strong work, Art Trendy, strong work…
When June left, I really had nothing to do since it was still six in the morning and I was temporarily homeless as I had to switch hotels. So…I sat around the lobby for about two hours (possibly slightly awkward for the poor girls working there, but oh, well; I had to sit somewhere).
Around 8:00, I finally dragged my old bones out of the hotel and walked the five to ten minutes down the street to the Aquarius, where I politely asked them to hold my non-camera bag until I come back around 1:00 in the afternoon to check in.
After that, I was finally off with my cameras to enjoy an early Sunday morning in the bustling Old Quarter. On the street where the hotel is situated are a number of restaurants where locals were jammed in to enjoy noodles, steamed buns, and the like. It was wonderful to be among that crowd (though someone tried to scold me ever so slightly for taking pictures of people eating).
Since this was right next to St. Joseph’s Cathedral – and it was Sunday morning – I found my way back into the church where we crashed the wedding the afternoon before and realized that I almost got locked into Sunday mass while walking around taking pictures. So…I stayed. I prayed. And my prayer was answered when I realized the side doors and even the back door were open. (Ok…I didn’t really think I was locked in a church, but it did feel like it a little bit.)
Upon exiting the church, a handful of frames under my belt, I walked along the lovely streets photographing shops and people. At Caphe, I piggybacked on someone else’s photo shoot – it looked like they were doing a promo for the place, or possibly just a personal shoot for five women, though I have a feeling it was the former. At any rate, I was quite pleased with that little set and am presenting quite a few of those here, even if they’re a little redundant.
My ultimate goal with this wandering was to find my way to the Hanoi Hilton. Now, I’m not taking about the hotel chain, of course, but rather the prison that U.S. prisoners of war sarcastically called the Hanoi Hilton during the Vietnam War. (This is the prison where Senator John McCain was interred while a POW, and there are one or two pictures to that effect here.)
This prison has a particularly interesting history (and morbid since…well…it’s a prison). It’s about a hundred years old and was founded by the French colonialists around the turn of the 20th century. During the first 50 years of its history, the French imprisoned Vietnamese insurgents and those who wanted independence. In the eyes of the French…renegades (hence the imprisonment). In the eyes of the Vietnamese – especially the current government – patriots and national heroes. If they were truly freedom fighters, then I would probably side with the current government on that one.
The French even had a guillotine installed here and overcrowding was a major problem. There were plenty of escape attempts, and more were successful than you may think, which is a little peculiar.
After the battle of Bien Dien Phu and the ejection of the French from the north (and before the U.S. got involved in the south), the prison changed hands and was under control of Ho Chi Minh. During the Vietnam War, it became one of the main prisons for U.S. POWs, as I alluded to above.
The propaganda claims that the Vietcong were absolutely humane and decent with U.S. prisoners, allowing them to observe their religious rites (Christmas celebrations, etc.), allowed prisoners to smoke and enjoy leisure (board games, basketball, etc.), and claimed they were well-fed.
This is certainly how it’s presented in the prison/museum currently. If you were to go online, though, and try to find a contrary report, you would find that this was all coerced and staged to make it appear as if things were on the up and up. (For anyone curious, per my Vietnamese friends, the general education in Vietnam today is how terrible the French and U.S. were for colonizing and torturing the country and keeping it from its independence.)
So, what’s the truth of what really happened? Who knows? Outside of firsthand accounts, it’s impossible to know for certain and even then, memory can be a tricky thing. I tend to like to say the truth is always somewhere between two opposing viewpoints, no matter what the topic may be.
From an impartial and purely photographic point of view, the prison, currently a museum/memorial, is an interesting place to spend an hour or two. Some of the exhibits seem a bit cheesy, but some are quite tasteful and well done. There’s also an informational video. You’ll have to see this with a bit of imagination (the prison, that is), as at least half of it has been leveled for high rise buildings. At least there’s some tangible piece of it left to visit, including the main gate (Maison Centrale).
After about two hours here at the Hanoi Hilton, I walked over towards the Opera House to get a few daytime shots but, really, to get lunch at El Gaucho. I was looking forward to a proper steak. The prices were astronomical (though justifiable based on what I ate), though I just opted for a steak salad. It was so good I contemplated going back for dinner, but had other plans.
With a happy stomach, I went back to finally check in at the Aquarius Hotel and got my workout huffing up six flights of stairs each time I went out. I relaxed here for a few hours until 4:00 when a dear friend of mine came to town to see me.
Ngan and I had an ice cream at Baskin Robbins right in front of St. Joe’s before heading over to the Temple of Literature. This is a temple dedicated to education and, bless my soul, it’s a place where university graduates come for graduation pictures.
On this particular day – a warm, sunny, late Sunday afternoon – it was packed with college students. And it was beautiful to see that many people happy, full of hopes and dreams, and dressed in either cap and gown or traditional Vietnamese clothes. In short…I had a field day shooting for an hour here.
Around 5:00, Ngan had to head back to school, and I went back to my hotel. I had one more meeting. Hoa, who traveled around Thailand & Cambodia with me in May, flew back to see me this evening. She picked me up at 6:00 on her scooter and rode me all around Hanoi by evening.
She started by taking me to Ho Chi Minh’s Mausoleum (which I consider a lot more photogenic in its setting than the Great Gangster’s Mausoleum on Tiananmen Square). This one, at least, was in a parklike setting. At evening, it’s well-lit and you can find people relaxing in the grass in front of it. During the day, you can visit and there are quite a few buildings behind the mausoleum that you can also see.
After a few minutes here, Hoa took me by West Lake – the largest lake in Hanoi, as I mentioned yesterday – and just drove me around for over an hour, it seemed. My impressions that Hanoi (even out of the Old Quarter) seemed to be a good place to live – though I’d be concerned about the air pollution – and people here seemed to be happy. Also…Vietnamese really love their coffee.
We finally returned to the Old Quarter for dinner at one of the famous restaurants she recommended and she treated me to a wonderful dinner. I can’t recall what we ate (the Vietnamese names of it, anyway), but it was nice.
After dinner, she drove me over towards the Opera House and then, finally, we stopped by Hoan Kiem Lake in the heart of the Quarter and walked around the lake. It was getting close to 10:00 by this time, and I wanted to get back to the hotel to get a few hours sleep before waking up for my early flight in the morning. Hoa came to the airport with me to see me off.
If ever there were a great way to finish a great trip, this was it. I absolutely loved Vietnam – honestly, a lot more than I imagined I would, even with every single person I know who’d ever come here saying what a fantastic country this is – and would gladly come back. This seems to be one of the kinds of countries that you would never get tired of or, if you did, it would sure take a long time. With that, I’ll bid goodbye to Vietnam for now with the hopes that I’ll someday return to this land of amazing food, landscapes, and people.
As always, thanks for dropping by and viewing these pictures. Please feel free to leave any questions or comments and I’ll answer as I have time.
Helianthus angustifolius
This is probably the dominant flower along highway 65 in the fall. It can be distinguished from other sunflowers by its narrow rough leaves. It grows in damp areas.
YUMA, AZ - MAY 14: Bureau of Land Management staff and officers use an engine checklist during the Preparedness Review in the Yuma Field Office in Yuma, Arizona, in the Colorado River District on Saturday, May 14, 2022. Photo by Suzanne Allman, contract photographer for BLM
Seymeria cassioides
This is a bushy plant that blooms in the fall. The flowers are quite small, but as you can see in a later picture, quite attractive. There are two species of seymaria and they are both parasitic on the roots of southern pine trees. The leaves of this species are thread-like and the flowers smooth. In the other species, S. pectinata, the leaves are a bit larger and the flowers are quite hairy; it also grows in dry, sandy sites.
Both of these flowers were in the Carphephorus genus but there have been some changes. The individual florets are similar, but they have different structures on the plants. The flower in the front is Hairy Chaffhead, now Trilisa paniculata, previously Carphephorus paniculatus. The one in the background is Bristleleaf Chaffhead, Carphephorus pseudoliatris.
Last week, I had the privilege to sit in the cocpit of a Transavia Boeing 737-800, while my litle brother (he is 12 years younger) and the captain flew the aircraft to Barcelona and back
Pic's taken at dawn this morning, at the Snook on Holy island.
Northumberland's first record for this bird.
The Asian desert warbler is a typical warbler which breeds in the deserts of central and western Asia and the extreme east of Europe, and migrating to similar habitats in southwestern Asia and the far northeast of Africa in winter
No paper cockpit philosophy: you can go through the checklists in the MFD, marking the done steps.
This was just a simulation for the photo: as you can see, the engine was stopped.
Ebird checklist: ebird.org/ebird/view/checklist?subID=S28432887
Found within Lake Manyara National Park, a wide variety of bird species confound even the best of birders.
YUMA, AZ - MAY 14: Bureau of Land Management's review team works with the officers from the Yuma Field Office to complete a review checklist at the Mittry Lake Wildlife Area in Yuma, Arizona, in the Colorado River District on Saturday, May 14, 2022. Photo by Suzanne Allman, contract photographer for BLM
pictionid58254830 - catalogapollo 9 lunar module checklist - titlearray - filenameimg12915.jpg--Checklist that was onboard Apollo 9 for the Lunar Module Activation. Used and signed by crew members James McDivitt, David Scott, Rusty Schweickart.-- Note: This material may be protected by Copyright Law (Title 17 U.S.C.)--Repository: San Diego Air and Space Museum
Pleea tenuifolia (Nelson Gulf p149)
This grows in great abundance over the savannas just before you get to Sumatra, but alas, there are no roads close by where you can pull off and see them. But there is an unmarked road about a mile and a half south of FR 117 on SR 65 where there is a good and interesting place to pull off, where this was growing.