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Played with off camera flash last evening and then played with filters and textures...a dark moody but colourful take on the tulips that once again fell into my grocery cart last week...amazing how carts have tulip magnets installed on them :)
Not sure about this one, no real quality to the depth for me.. but at least I could see the fell tops, they disappeared shortly after this shot.
The cards fell correctly into place this particular Saturday afternoon. New power from Toronto had arrived in Kitchener the night before, and the chances of an all GP9 consist were high. The crew selected these 3 units, put them together, and ran to Stratford with 3 hoppers in tow. I rendezvoused with the train and friends at Stratford, and gave chase after they finished their work there. A trio of GP9s was already fantastic, but here just north of Thorndale the climax of the chase occurred when the skies opened up displaying excellent storm light. Just a mere 100 feet behind us was a pop up downpour that was so close we could feel the mist from it on our backs, but we escaped getting wet luckily. Good power, great light when it counted, and good company from great friends made this one of the best chases so far over my 10 years of rail photography.
Link to Shaun Hennessy's take on the same shot (I think he did much better tha I) flic.kr/p/2pVJL93
Train: CN L568 with CN 7071 (GP9RM), CN 4116 (GP9RM), and CN 7068 (GP9RM).
CN Guelph Subdivision
Thorndale, ON
Here is a shot of the summit cairn on Place Fell, with the early sunrise light giving it a golden glow.
The view behind isn't half bad either, with the Central Lakeland Fells around Helvellyn all lit in the early light.
It was certainly worth all the effort to get up here for sunrise in these wintry conditions. I was lucky to have the able company of JB on our icy adventure, certainly wise to go accompanied in these conditions, especially when starting in the dark. The snow isn't going to last with the mild wet Atlantic weather moving in this weekend.
.....Looking South as we walk up Hallin Fell - great views all around and especially of Ullswater from the top. Typical of Cumbria the dry stone walls have a fence topping to keep the sheep - it doesn't always work!! HFF, Alan:-)
In the distance are the beautiful Howgill Fells, which now all fall within the boundary of the Yorkshire Dales National Park. The beautiful little town of Sedbergh is just out of shot on the left of the picture. The River Clough is in the valley below, and this will shortly join the the River Rawthey. At one time this area was in the West Riding of Yorkshire, but was transferred to Cumbria in 1974. After more changes, Cumbria is now simply a Ceremonial County with no administrative role. It's far too boring to describe the new arrangements, so I'll continue to refer to Cumbria and the Yorkshire Dales National Park.
Golden light touches the hills of Lingmoor Fell in the Lake District at sunrise. 🌄 The warm glow on the heather and stone walls brings out the stunning colors of the landscape. A perfect moment to pause and take in the beauty of nature.
From a late afternoon trip on Friday to Wasdale, I arrived about 15 minutes too late for some amazing light but hung around long enough for this.
Looking north from the top of Froswick (see previous pic), a fell runner appears as a tiny speck as he runs up to Thornthwaite Crag on the Kentmere horseshoe. He told me he had recently moved to Staveley in the valley, so this circular route is on his doorstep. Lucky guy, I hope he made it round ok as the climb up to Harter fell looked pretty fearsome and it was already late in the day..
Hallin Fell on a moody morning on Ullswater.
This is one of my own personal favourite images from 2014, on one of those really beautiful mornings on Ullswater.
© Brian Kerr Photography 2014
Hallin Fell, Ullswater, Lake District, Cumbria
In the midst of the undulating terrain between the Lake district and the Yorkshire Dales there rises abruptly a compact cluster of hills, these are the Howgill fells...In appearance the fells are quite unlike the craggy mountains of Lakeland to the west or the rolling Yorkshire moors to the east: they are particularly distinctive. They are sleek and smooth and have been likened to a huddle of sleeping Elephants. Their soaring and sweeping lines are not interrupted by walls or fences above the intakes, giving a splendid upland expanse of 'Free range' walking.
Hopefully this will be my last mobile phone photo from my hike the other day. My card reader failed for my DSLR photo transfer and a new one is due ins the post today. So in the meantime I have uploaded a few iPhone photos.
The view here shows my route from the flank of High Street, across Marsala Ill Bell and towards Harter Fell.
Looking eastward from High Street.
Best seen large and panned across :-)
click link for large size...
The Bowland Hills lie behind our village and in the recent snow they looked really pretty. I took a stroll up above Bleasdale and took a few shots. It was heavy going in the pristine deep drifts of snow but pure joy to walk on terrain where no one else had ventured!
This is a view looking through some of the recently felled trees towards Parlick and the Ribble Valley.
Crummock Water from the summit of Low Fell, at an altitude of 1388 feet (423m).
Lake District National Park.
Cumbria, England.
"Southeast the view is of classical beauty, an inspired and inspiring vision of loveliness that has escaped the publicity of picture postcards and poets' sonnets, a scene of lakes and mountains arranged to perfection".
~A. Wainwright.
Book Seven: The Western Fells~
Blake Fell is a hill in the Western part of the English Lake District. It is the highest point of the Loweswater Fells, an area of low grassy hills with steep sides overlooking the lake of Loweswater. The fell also overlooks the village of Loweswater, from which it can be climbed. An alternative route is from the Cogra Moss reservoir on its western slopes. Because the Loweswater Fells are a separate geographical unit, Blake Fell is a Marilyn. It is located in the Parish of Lamplugh.
In this old poplar - as high as my house - my 60 year old wisteria grew in symbiosis with old ivy. A natural monument. Every spring I was able to enjoy this unusual splendor - living at the top - . Unfortunately I could not prevent the removal, the poplars had to be shortened, and the new neighbors love to look at the brickwork anyway. :(((
Well, like some things in life: it will grow back.