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Sort of a mixture of superstructure designs, she was built in 1999 by Tarrab in Argentina. With a length of 82' she is capable of 23 knots powered by twin Cats developing a total of 2700 HP. She is seen here on the AICW.
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PADDY: "Daddy? Daddy!"
DADDY: "Yes Paddy?" *Photographs Chinese Lanterns.*
PADDY: "How much longer are you going to take photos of those pretty Chinese Lanterns?"
DADDY: "Not too much longer." *Continues to photograph Chinese Lanterns.*
PADDY: "Well Scout and I are going to just have a little sit down whilst you do. Even in my comfortable red leather wellies, my paws are tired. Is that alright if we sit down?"
DADDY: "Of course it is Paddy, just don't wander too far away. I want to be able to see you." *Turns around and smiles at Paddy and Scout.*
PADDY: "Oh we are just going to sit on this deckchair over here." *Points to an orange striped deckchair.* "Come Scout."
SCOUT: "Yes Paddy. I'm tired."
My Paddington Bear came to live with me in London when I was two years old (many, many years ago). He was hand made by my Great Aunt and he has a chocolate coloured felt hat, the brim of which had to be pinned up by a safety pin to stop it getting in his eyes. The collar of his Macintosh is made of the same felt. He wears wellington boots made from the same red leather used to make the toggles on his Macintosh.
He has travelled with me across the world and he and I have had many adventures together over the years. He is a very precious member of my small family.
Scout is a recent addition to our little family. He was a gift to Paddy from my friend. He is a Fair Trade Bear hand knitted in Africa. His name comes from the shop my friend found him in: Scout House. He tells me that life was very different where he came from, and Paddy is helping introduce him to many new experiences. Scout catches on quickly, and has proven to be a cheeky, but very lovable member of our closely knit family.
Paddy, Scout and I had a lovely late afternoon into evening outing at Melbourne's famous Southbank with the Flickr Famous Five + Group. Walking along the corniche by the Yarra River provides some beautiful views of the Melbourne central business district, also known as "the grid" because the original Melbourne city was based on a grid of main streets. At the end of our promenade, we stopped for dinner at a restaurant overlooking the water, which had some fabulous deck chairs outside it.
Southbank is a vibrant arts and dining precinct built along the Yarra River on the former site of the Allan's Sweets factory and other industrial buildings. It was transformed into a densely populated district of high rise apartment and office buildings beginning in the early 1990s, as part of an urban renewal program. With the exceptions of the cultural precinct along nearby St Kilda Road, few buildings built before this time were spared by redevelopment. Today, Southbank is dominated by high-rise development. It is one of the primary business centres in Greater Melbourne. Southbank Promenade and Southgate Restaurant and Shopping Precinct, on the southern bank of the Yarra River is one of Melbourne's major entertainment precincts.
Alongside the Island Pool at Dunham Park and looking into the mist across a carpet of Autumn leaves.
While dropping off some food to our friend at her house, we found her cats in the backyard with a full course of obstacles for their daily exercise. What a cat life!
We did have a lovely day earlier in the week and this was taken looking across the Prestwick Golf Club course ~ today, I don't believe I could see the church tower or houses as it is raining and quite misty!!
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fresh snow on the course next to my house, left me some fun shadows and great sledding for the kids!
Can you see hitting that little tiny ball over this ocean? I know I am missing something here haha...
My friend asked me to take pictures of the golf course for her she had a project my camera and I had a blast ...would love to see this one again when it's really green.. I don't play golf...but the golf cart is a lot of fun... hey thanks of for your support see you as soon as I can get to your page...
My "Computer Graphic" (for architects) course in Tirana will finish tomorrow. It has been a nice period and a nice occasiom to visit this town.
Original shot taken with an Olympus OMD-EM5 microfourthirds 16Mp camera, Zuiko 12-50mm zom lens, various post processing.
Gorleston Golf Club’s course occupies a dramatic strip of clifftop land above the North Sea at Gorleston-on-Sea and is often described as the most easterly golf course in mainland Britain. Much of the course runs close to the cliff edge, giving long views along the coast and exposing play to the prevailing winds, which are a defining feature of the layout.
The club was founded in 1906, with its first formal meeting held in May of that year. An initial 9-hole course was brought into use by 1907, laid out on leased land close to Cliff Park. Membership fees at the time reflected Edwardian social norms, with gentlemen paying one guinea to join and one guinea annually, while ladies paid half those amounts.
As development pressure grew on the original land, the club began looking for a more permanent home. This led to a move further south along the coast, and a new 18-hole course opened in 1913. The course then measured roughly 5,700 yards, stretching in a long, narrow form parallel to the shoreline. The relocation required significant investment for the time, funded by members and local support, though precise construction costs were not formally recorded.
Over the decades the course has evolved in response to coastal erosion, changing equipment, and modern expectations, with holes adjusted and tees moved inland where necessary. Despite this, it has retained its essential character as a true seaside course, where wind direction and strength play a major role in scoring.
Today Gorleston Golf Club remains a well-established part of the local sporting landscape, combining more than a century of golfing history with one of the most exposed and distinctive coastal settings in East Anglia.
On our walk we encountered a group of enthusiastic photographers experimenting with their landscape shots. Liathach and Torridon across the loch.
This past Friday I flew into San Jose where Ara, Nathan, and Sarah greeted me. We drove to the hills, where we met up with the bride and groom who we were there to shoot. A short drive to Carmel and the fun began.
Ara and I went with the bride and groom to the ocean, where in the near 70 degree weather we frolicked in the surf, took their photos, with Pebble Beach Golf Course on the bluffs above. We attended the rehearsal and rehearsal dinner, and then we made our way to our hotel in Monterey.
The hotel...what an experience. The room reservation was botched, the rug in our room had a very distinctive iron-shaped burn on the floor, and Nathan and I are pretty sure that was a blood stain on the shower curtain. Aren't shower curtains like a dollar at the Dollar Tree? The room was at least three shades of pink, oddly though it had impeccable beautiful high-gloss, polished granite tiles on the bathroom floor. The owners clearly ran out of money after the tiling job. Evidence? The ice bucket was from a Days Inn. We were not at a Days Inn.
Ara and I went as a team to ask to borrow an iron (after all, there was proof one existed at the hotel at some point on our floor), and we also needed extra towels as we had four people in our room.
The hotel manager grunted as he gave us an iron and ironing board. But oh, when we asked for towels it was all over. "You already have TWO in your ROOM!" he snapped.
We stared at him.
He finally grunted again, unlocked a closet, and gave us two more washcloth-sized, thinning towels. Who knew there was a towel shortage in Monterey?
The wedding was a smash, at L'Auberge Carmel. The funny notes here are that the bride wore a dress a bride I shot two years ago in NH wore, and the wedding in Sedona I shot a few years ago was held at L'Augberge Sedona. Small world in those classy joints! The Villa was beautiful, the bride was stunning, the ceremony short and sweet. Photos from that will follow at some point, but I was the second shooter (it was Ara's gig) so I will let her post her shots first. : )
Sunday we made our way to Santa Cruz, where sadly the roller coasters weren't open yet, but we continued north to a different Pebble Beach where our feet were exfoliated, we collected pretty things, and found a roly poly fish head on the beach. By afternoon, we were enjoying smoothies in San Francisco. Nathan and I shared a drink in a bar where we found a giant white rabbit and a woman with a mustache and a fez at the bar! And we thought Portland was weird.
Sunday night brought us excellent Greek food, a visit to a sex shop where we ogled antique sex toys, and ice cream at one of my favorite ice cream shops in the world, Bi Rite Creamery. Salted caramel ice cream, you say? Check!
A night on a hillside in Oakland with friends of Ara's and Nathan's, where we had luxurious and soft towels galore, and a morning at Kate's Kitchen near Haight and Fillmore. Delish!
On our way out of the city we tried to shoot the Golden Gate. The fog bank was amazing, and kept teasing us, fleeting glances of the bridge. At times it was a ghost bridge, we could hear it, but see no more than a few feet in front of us. After much rain, wind, and hopes, we gave up and made our way back to Oregon.
Despite a claustrophobic panic attack, and a painful hip cramp north of Eugene where I had to have Nathan pull the car onto the side of the road and I threw myself to the ground and popped my hip in and out of joint until it felt better, it was an amazing weekend.
I cannot remember the last time I stayed up laughing and screaming and crying over obscene comments for an hour after we turned the lights off, it was like a sleep over from high school, only way better. The company could not have been better. The food was amazing. The weather was perfect. The sights, the sounds, the experiences, it was a weekend I will never forget!
“i am sure
you've all heard
the old wives' tale
that no hypnotized subject
may be forced to do
that which is repellant
to his or her moral nature,
whatever that may be.
nonsense, of course.”
Dr. Yen Lo
in "The Manchurian Candidate"
Howdy this is our local private golf course and I was asked to take pictures of the 27 womens teams and I loved every min of it.. It was green this time and so beautiful thought that you might enjoy it also.. I don't play golf but love to take pictures ... Hey thanks for your awesome support and so good to see you....