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On a cold and very wet day Brush built Class 31/4 #31452 propels the Dartmoor Railway's half past twelve service to Meldon away from Okehampton on Easter Saturday. For the record Okehampton was the wettest place in Britain on this day with over two inches of rain in twenty four hours.
© 2010 Ryan M. Kasak All Rights Reserved. This image shall not be used without the owner's prior written consent.
Taken with a Nikon D60
Nikon D700
Nikon AF Nikkor 24mm Æ’/2.8D · No Filter
Æ’/8 · 1/80 · ISO200
Errinundra National Park
Goongerah, Victoria, Australia
I noticed the warm glow coming from "downtown" Schenectady and thought that the lighting on the Nott complimented it nicely. The street lights created the cold blueish light that I thought was a nice contrast to the lights elsewhere in the photo.
Taken at Union College, Schenectady, New York.
Dave W navigates a deep pool of cold water in Buckskin Gulch, hoping there will be a place to get to land around the bend.
In early April 1991, four of us went on a pleasure trip down Buckskin and Paria Canyons, backpacking all the way (40 miles) to Marble Canyon. What we didn't know is that recent rains had filled many spots in the Buckskin Gulch with deep pools of freezing, muddy water.
Fortunately, we had a boat--one little inflatable rated "one person or 130 pounds". Over a dozen times we had to use it to get through pools too deep to wade. We would put our backpack on the boat, climb on top of the pack, and hand-paddle to the far end. The next person would pull the boat back with a rope and go till all four made it. Camera gear and clothes had to be double-bagged for safety. Sometimes the rope was not long enough and the boatman would have to get out in waist-deep water, put on the pack and wade to safety. Each of us almost lost our packs in the water at least once. The slick, slippery mud stuck to everything. With no sunlight to dry off in, and legs often sopping wet for hours, we nearly got hypothermia a few times.
Halfway into the canyon, at one of the only spots where it was possible to get to the rim, we had to make a decision whether to continue on or climb out and try to get help. We were limited on fresh water that had to be hand-carried till we reached the Paria. Our only vehicle was at Marble Canyon, 35 miles away.
We bit the stick and continued on the full 13 miles, spending two cold nights in the dark depths of the Buckskin, boating through some of the worst pools of all on the last day--but eventually, with grit and determination, we made it. Midday on the third day of our ordeal, we stepped out into warm sunshine in Paria Canyon and found the first freshwater spring. Paria was beautiful (see picture), but our troubles were not over yet.
Want to see a view from the top? Click here.
From the files; the weather report said it was -5 F this morning, and my cold-weather gear isn't warm enough for me to go out shooting in that!
As there's not much chance of getting out with the camera at the mo I've been doing a re-edit of my visit to Amsterdam in the very cold February of 2012.
It's the only time I've seen the canals properly frozen.
I thought B/W wouid work well.
More to follow.
So winter is here in Texas. After a wonderful thanksgiving weekend in Ft Worth and Houston I am back here in Lubbock. I was quickly displayed with another strange piece of Southern decor.
Truck testicles.
Yes, these are little aluminum things that people hang from whatever vehicle they drive letting all know that this vehicle is their penis.
While heading home after a bit of time at the library i was lucky enough to have a red light to allow some time to snap a photo of these cold testicles.
They must be, why else would they have a warmer?
Oh yeah, if you want some, check out www.bumpernuts.com/
These kids were so good to pose for me. They didn't mind at all. I told them they would be on flickr.
Macro Mondays, Contradiction - inspired by this quote from Shakespeare's "Romeo and Juliet", when Romeo says: "O heavy lightness! Serious vanity!
Mis-shapen chaos of well-seeming forms!
Feather of lead, bright smoke, cold fire, sick health!" (I forget which scene this is from, but I think it's a great example of contradiction or oxymoron). HMM everyone!
A mind, like a home, is furnished by its owner, so if one's life is cold and bare he can blame none but himself. -Louis L'Amour
May we always remember to nourish our minds (and our souls) to prevent decay in our lives, and may we furnish ourselves always with love and kindness...
Lieutenant Jakob Horck, 212 Eng. Co., Gota Engineer Regiment, Sweden (center) and 1st Sgt. Victor Haven, 2-7 Inf., 1ABCT, 3rd Inf. Div. discuss locations on a map during Exercise Cold Response 16. (U.S. Army Photo by Sgt. 1st Class Crista Mary Mack)
Just made some fabulous cold-brewed coffee - I'm gonna be in iced coffee heaven from here on out!
Here's the recipe: thepioneerwoman.com/cooking/2011/06/perfect-iced-coffee/