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Explored 36 - 2016-06-21
The African Fish Eagle is an amazing raptor and a treat to sight on the wing, with it's distinctive scream, before it crashes onto the water's surface to carry away it's prize catch.
African Fish Eagle photographed near the Marsh in Ol Pejeta Ranch, Kenya.
From the lower levels of the massive structure straddling the small island. made to last this very over engineered building was worked on through many centuries. it is so impressive on the outside but wait till you get inside, the jaw drops further. well worth the long queue to park and steep walk up the hill to get here.
Another view of the French Aeronavle 'Role Demo' quartet as they make a welcome return to the RNAS Yeovilton Air Days.
Here with their arrestor hooks deployed, a pair of Dassault Super Etendards lead and trail along with a duo of their fabulous Rafale M's flying as wingmen make a formation entrance before breaking into their pairs with the Etendards performing a fast and slow spirited display followed by the more powerful and agile Rafales being put through their paces.
With the aging Etendards about to bow out each type had a spare on the flight-line in case of unserviceability.
Merci beaucoup!
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Firefighters busy on board HMS FORMIDABLE after a Japanese suicide plane had crashed on the flight deck whilst she was operating off the Sakishima Islands in support of the Okinawa landings. A Chance-Vought Corsair with its wings folded can be seen next to the badly scorched island whilst black smoke pours from the burning wreckage at the far end of the flight deck.
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Description of incident in Commander David Hobbs book Aircraft Carriers
9 May 1945 : Damaged by Kamikaze aircraft off Sakahima Gunto. An aircraft dived from astern of Formidable and hit carrying a 600lb bomb. 6 aircraft on deck were wrecked by the blast. A further 10 aircraft in the hanger were damaged by fire
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Long, lean, and lanky, the Secretarybird isn't your average raptor. In fact, in many ways it doesn't look like a raptor at all. With the exception of an eagle-like head much of the rest of the bird looks oddly contrived. Dark, quill-like feathers protrude from the back of its head, providing a very distinctive appearance that would be hard to mistake for any other bird. Its legs are much more like those of a crane than any raptor, but despite its long crane-like legs this bird is not delicate. Like raptors it can use its talons to tear apart its prey, and has been known to stomp a meal into submission. It has a predilection for hanging out on the periphery of brush fires to capture escaping animals for a quick meal. Standing up to 4 feet in height, these birds consume everything from insects to small mammals. There are even reports of Secretarybirds killing young gazelle, young cheetahs, and poisonous snakes. The Secretarybird sounds like a formidable raptor but unlike most of its relatives, almost all of its hunting is done on foot. They are not easily intimidated and when watching them meander through an open field one can get the mistaken idea that they are docile, almost chicken-like birds, in search of seeds. Nothing could be farther from the truth. There is a much taller tale to tell. #iLoveNature #iLoveWildlife #WildlifePhotography in #Tanzania #Nature in #Africa #Serengeti #Secretarybird #DrDADBooks #Canon #WildlifeConservation
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ISO: 100
Focal Length: 29mm
Camera Body: Canon 5D MK II
Lens: EF 17-40mm f/4L USM
Filters: Nisi 1000nd, Hoya Polarizer
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No doubt in any one mind, when you see a gator this size with the ridges on his back, one knows he tells the story from the reminiscence of the dinosaurs age. This is a full mature gator and swimming calmly in the water out for a hunt. I waited for about 1/2 hour for him to go for a prey but I was not in luck. Gators survived the test of time and while they were on the decline in Florida in the early 2000's, they made a huge come back with the proper Florida wild life preservation and management.
They are the top predators in Florida but yet Florida takes pride in having them. They are on many universities symbols and many organizations trade symbols.
I say to this one gator, nice to have seen you, but I stay my distance! :-)
50038 Formidable is nearing Five Ways station with the 06.05 Plymouth to Liverpool service on a hot and steamy 28th July 1981. The picture shows the canal before it got tranformed into an 'Urban Walkway', the tow path now is hard surfaced but here it is a grassy track next to a canal that has a lot of floating debris in it. The shot was taken from St James Road bridge.
50038 left the Vulcan Foundry on16/09/1968 as D438, it gained the name Formidable 05/05/1978. She was withdrawn27/09/1988 and cut at Vic Berry (Leicester) 01/06/1989.
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In the night between 9 and 10 July 1943, the Allies landed in Sicily, an event that marked a decisive chapter for the fate of the Second World War: the operation was intended to open a front in continental Europe, invade and defeat Italy, was called in code "Operation Husky". The Anglo-American army, with its ships and landing craft (totally 2800 units), with its 150 thousand men, with its 600 tanks, with its 1,000 cannons, appeared in front of the Sicilian coasts during the night: it consisted of two units, the US 7th Army commanded by General Patton, and the British 8th Army commanded by General Montgomery. The British sector landed on the eastern coast, between Noto, Pachino, Portopalo, while the American sector landed between Licata and Scoglitti, a coastal belt comprising the Gulf of Gela.
This premise to describe the places of my photographs, made between Gela and Licata, partly on those same beaches that saw the formidable landing of men and vehicles during the Second World War (not without bloodshed), often thinking of how places so beautiful they were the scene of tragic events about 77 years ago. A little regret of mine I was not being able to photograph a large American landing craft underwater, sunk about 500 meters from the coast, no more than 6-7 meters deep: it is about 20 years that I "go to find it" with free diving, and every time I see it I always feel a great emotion (sooner or later I will have to decide to get with me an underwater camera). I revisited (every time it is always a great emotion) the bunkers and casemates present on the whole stretch (and beyond) Licata-Gela, in some of them I entered inside, while in others the presence of earth made exploration impossible internal.
In the town of Licata I always feel strong emotions going for a stroll, especially in the oldest part of the town in its historic center: I saw the Black Christ, which is located inside the Mother Church, the Black Christ according to legend miraculously escaped the fire of the church started by the Saracens who, allied with the French, sacked Licata on 11 July 1553, claiming many victims; the wood did not burn but was only blackened by the flames, the faithful shouted a miracle, in reality it is very likely, as it was in use at the time, that instead the statue of Christ was carved on a dark wood; it is also said that the Saracens used incendiary arrows to burn the statue, the crucifix was however pierced by arrows by the Saracens, three are seen stuck in his body, an arrow is present just above the left eye, the original arrows were removed in followed by Maltese settlers and replaced with silver arrows. Wandering aimlessly, I found in the oldest part of the city, literally hidden from view behind a group of houses, a cave (unfortunately abandoned) that was certainly inhabited in ancient times (early Christian era?) Composed of two rooms and a central column, with small indentations carved into it, I imagine to be able to store objects. Licata is also characterized by being a country where many stray dogs live, I have never seen skeletonized dogs, a sign that the population to some extent takes care of them. Characteristic in Licata, on the other hand as in many Sicilian villages, to see men, most of them a little older, sitting together to converse in the small squares, perhaps outside their respective clubs, always in shaded areas sheltered of the summer heat wave.
My next photos, divided into groups, will have as their theme the town of Licata, and its beaches.
Most of the photos are confused-blurry-blurred-imprecise-indecisive ... the Anglo-Saxon term that encompasses with a single word this photographic genre is "blur", these photos were made in the shooting phase, deliberately lengthening the exposure, and not as an effect created subsequently, in retrospect, in the post-production phase.
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Nella notte tra il 9 e il 10 luglio 1943, avvenne lo sbarco degli Alleati in Sicilia, evento che segnò un capitolo determinante per le sorti della Seconda guerra mondiale: l’operazione aveva lo scopo di aprire un fronte nell’Europa continentale, invadere e sconfiggere l’Italia, venne chiamata in codice “Operazione Husky”. L'armata anglo-americana, con le sue navi e mezzi da sbarco (in toto 2800 unità), con i suoi 150 mila uomini, con i suoi 600 carri armati, con i suoi 1.000 cannoni, si presentò davanti alle coste siciliane durante la notte: essa era composta da due unità, la 7a Armata statunitense comandata dal generale Patton, e l’8° Armata britannica comandata dal generale Montgomery. Il settore britannico sbarcò sulla fascia costiera più ad oriente, tra Noto, Pachino, Portopalo, mentre il settore statunitense sbarcò tra Licata e Scoglitti, fascia costiera comprendente il golfo di Gela.
Questa premessa per descrivere i luoghi delle mie fotografie, realizzate tra Gela e Licata, in parte su quelle stesse spiagge che hanno visto il formidabile sbarco di uomini e mezzi durante la seconda guerra mondiale (non senza spargimento di sangue), ripensando spesso a come luoghi così belli siano stati scenario di eventi tragici circa 77 anni addietro. Un mio piccolo rammarico è stato il non poter fotografare sott’acqua un grosso mezzo navale da sbarco americano, affondato a circa 500 metri dalla costa, a non più di 6-7 metri di profondità: sono circa 20 anni che “lo vado ritrovare” con immersioni in apnea, ed ogni volta che lo vedo provo sempre una grande emozione (dovrò decidermi prima o poi a procurarmi una macchina fotografica subacquea). Ho rivisitato (ogni volta è sempre una grande emozione) i bunker e le casematte presenti su tutto il tratto (ed oltre) Licata-Gela, in alcuni di essi sono entrato dentro, mentre in altri la presenza di terra ha reso impossibile l’esplorazione interna.
Nel paese di Licata provo sempre forti emozioni andando a zonzo, soprattutto nella parte più antica del paese nel suo centro storico: ho rivisto il Cristo Nero, che si trova all’interno della Chiesa Madre, il Cristo Nero secondo la leggenda scampò miracolosamente all’incendio della chiesa appiccato dai Saraceni che, alleati coi Francesi, saccheggiarono Licata l’11 luglio 1553, mietendo tante vittime; il legno non bruciò ma venne solamente annerito dalle fiamme, i fedeli gridarono al miracolo, in realtà è molto probabile, come era in uso all’epoca, che invece la statua del Cristo fu scolpita su di un legno scuro; si narra anche che i saraceni usarono frecce incendiarie per bruciarne la statua, il crocifisso fu comunque trafitto dalle frecce dai saraceni, se ne vedono tre conficcate nel suo corpo, una freccia è presente poco sopra l’occhio sinistro, le frecce originali furono tolte in seguito dai coloni Maltesi e sostituite con frecce d’argento. Girovagando senza una meta precisa, ho trovato nella parte più antica della città, letteralmente nascosta alla vista dietro un gruppo di case, una grotta (purtroppo abbandonata) che anticamente fu certamente abitata (epoca paleocristiana ?) composta da due camere ed una colonna centrale, con delle piccole rientranze scavate al suo interno, immagino per potervi riporre degli oggetti. Licata è anche caratterizzata per essere un paese nel quale vivono molti cani randagi, non ho visto mai cani scheletriti, segno che la popolazione in qualche misura si prende cura di loro. Caratteristico a Licata, d'altronde come in tantissimi paesi siciliani, vedere gli uomini, la maggior parte un po’ più anziani, seduti insieme a conversare nelle piccole piazze, magari al di fuori dei rispettivi circoli, sempre in zone d’ombra al riparo della canicola estiva.
Le mie prossime foto, divise in gruppi, avranno come tema il paese di Licata, e le sue spiagge.
La maggior parte delle foto sono confuse-mosse-sfocate-imprecise-indecise...il termine anglosassone che racchiude con una sola parola questo genere fotografico è "blur", queste foto sono state così realizzate in fase di scatto allungando volutamente i tempi di esposizione, e non come un effetto creato successivamente, a posteriori, in fase di post-produzione.
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me as Formidable from Azur Lane.
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I accompanied my husband on a drive to the country yesterday to a bison farm where he gets bison burgers and steaks. Being a vegetarian, I had no interest in the food, but i was very in awe of these great beasts. There were about 8 of them and 2 young ones in their pasture and they happened to be very near the fence so I was able to cautiously get some shots. For protection, the fence is electrified and the warning signs indicate that bison can run 35mph and jump 5 feet! I kept a respectable distance, but they were keenly aware of my presence and this enormous bull followed me back and forth along the fence making it clear that he was in charge. Fortunately, he unknowingly cooperated for this portrait!
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Ex Wynns of Newport Diamond T 981 3630DW, not long sold by Alan Davis Recovery of Worcester (aka Warndon Service Station) arrives courtesy of Peter Court's Scammell Crusader low loader with its new owner.
The not insubstantial lifting frame that utilised the DT's GarWood winch was removed not long after I took this picture in the late '80s. Apparently a Ford dealer fitted this framing after Wynns sold it, does anyone know what dealer it was please?
50 038 Formidable at Birmingham New Street
It later worked 1O15, the 09:20 Manchester Piccadilly - Poole
Celebrating the Transcontinental Railroad in the Wrong...but truly Right Place!
This truly was one of the most epic days of railfanning in a long time...if ever really. I just posted a few other photos in the Utah desert, but here is another from that day, but first a bit of history.
On the 150th anniversary of the completion of the first transcontinental railroad Frank Keller, John Tarble, and I spent it along the rails of the UP's upstart little narrow gauge competitor that finished its own "transcontinental" 3 ft line from Denver to Salt Lake City less than 14 years after the UP and CP met at Promontory. On March 30, 1883 the last spike was driven at a lonely place east of Green River, Utah aptly named Desert, and General Palmer's "baby road" from Denver to Salt Lake via Pueblo, the Royal Gorge, Salida, Gunnison, the Black Canyon and Montrose was complete. It would soon prove more successful than expected but also unable to truly compete against the standard gauge lines because any hope of acquiring substantial amounts of the much needed connecting traffic would require a change in gauge.
That finally was completed in 1890 and as excerpted from Robert G. Athearn's fine history "Rebel of the Rockies:
"The line from Salt Lake City to Ogden of the Rio Grande Western Railway, as the July 1889 successor to the D&RGW, was changed to standard gauge on March 6, 1890. On June 10, 1890, RGW completed conversion of tracks between Ogden and Grand Junction from narrow gauge to standard gauge. D&RG did not complete its standard gauge connection, via Tennessee Pass and Glenwood Springs, until mid November 1890, by-passing the original narrow gauge route to the south over Marshall Pass. On November 17, 1890 the first standard gauge through train from Denver entered Salt Lake City."
The D&RGW would weather many ups and downs and emerge as a prosperous, progressive and formidable competitor in the second half of the 20th century and ultimately end up buying the far larger Southern Pacific...successor to UP's original transcontinental partner the Central Pacific. For 8 years the primary outlet for all traffic moving over the one time CP would be vie the old Grande east from Ogden. But this would not last and the SP/D&RGW sold itself to the mighty UP in 1996 and the importance of this route quickly waned in favor of the Overland and the original UP.
But it isn't dead just yet....far from it in fact. While intermodal trains, auto racks, and even thru manifests are a thing of the past coal trains, oil trains, miscellaneous unit trains, manifests of tenant BNSF, and the daily California Zephyr still pass this way.
We were truly amazed to catch so many trains on this glorious Friday that began with our epic chase of the Potash turn and ended with us following this loaded train of export coal from the West Elk Mine on Colorado's North Fork branch west until the light was gone. You've seen some shots of this train and others on my feed before, but if you missed them just sort by date to May 10, 2020.
Anyway, this may not be the most inspiring location we shot this train on this day, but I share it because of where it is on UP's Green River Sub. We are at a lonely spot east of Green River called Desert Siding. Yes...if you've read all this...it is THAT desert siding. Where else to celebrate indeed! While most folks were up at Promontory where the Golden Spike was driven, Frank and I were here where the Denver and Rio Grande Western claimed its glory!
Emery County, Utah
Friday May 10, 2019
me as Formidable from Azur Lane.
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me as Formidable from Azur Lane.
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me as Formidable from Azur Lane.
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these tiny jumping spiders are formidable hunters taking prey that looks huge in comparison to them
we had a spider encounter at work the other day where a very spindly and frail looking daddy long legs spider caught, killed and wrapped and enormous chunky spider – i was totally gobsmacked!
hope everyone had a great weekend x
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Sir Jonathan and the company of knight-errants travelled the four lands, bringing justice and enlightenment wherever they went. No villainy went unpunished; no persecution went unchallenged; no wrong went unrighted with these champions of the people afoot.
Sir Jonathan: Paladin of the Rainbow (centre)
Bobby: breaker and builder (left)
Tan: forest ranger and longbowman (right)
Antoni: kitchen boy (far left)
Karamo: truth teller and oracle (far right)
Bruley: loyal bulldog
50 038 Formidable in the evening sunshine stabled at Penzance. It worked the Paddington sleeper as far as Exeter a little later which I was on and proved to be my last haulage behind her
Mount Formidable stands big, mean and proud. Below the summit is the broken mid-summer skeleton of the Formidable Glacier. Crawling on the ridge top in the foreground is Jeff Rich high on Magic Mountain. To the right, covered in light, are some of the peaks and adventures that have filled many a lifetime.
A question: do you like the mountain pronounced For-MID-able or Form-idable?
North Cascades, Washington, 2016
PACIFIC OCEAN (Aug 2, 2020) The guided-missile destroyer USS Rafael Peralta (DDG 115), left, the Republic of Singapore Navy Formidable-class RSS Supreme (73), the Royal Australian Navy Anzac-class frigate HMAS Stuart (FFH 153), the support ship HMAS Sirius (O 266) and the Royal Brunei Navy Darussalam-class offshore patrol vessel KDB Darulehsan (OPV-07) sail in formation as they transit the Pacific Ocean. Rafael Peralta is underway conducting operations in support of security and stability in the Indo-Pacific while assigned to Destroyer Squadron (DESRON) 15, the Navy's largest forward-deployed DESRON and the U.S. 7th Fleet's principal surface force. (U.S. Navy photo by Mass Communication Specialist 2nd Class Jason Isaacs)