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A participant in the Texas Fort Muster poses during the 2019 event in the Stockyards in Fort Worth, Texas. The Texas Forts Muster celebration was created in 2001 to celebrate the heritage of Texas’ Frontier fort settlements, like Fort Worth. The Muster brings together authentic wagons, flags, music, colorful uniforms and military gear from several Texas frontier landmarks, as well as, re-enactors, musicians and other folks interested in Texas’ frontier history. The period of time covered by the celebration was the Texas frontier from the days of the early Republic in 1836, through the settlements on the frontier to the closing of the frontier by the late 1890s. I had a great time talking to re-enactors and taking photos at the event.
Another frame of the one and only time I pulled this off in 10 years living in The Last Frontier!
The Alaska State fair is always summer's last big hurrah in the Last Frontier. To help accommodate the 300,000 visitors over the two week period (equivalent to about half the state's total population) the ARR runs trains from Anchorage to Palmer up to three times a day on both weekends. This is a great way to travel and beat the traffic and the train drops you right at the gate as seen here.
These trains are the only regularly scheduled passenger trains on this normally freight only branch, and the only ones now that travel this far to MP A4.5. And on only one night each year they set of fireworks at 10 PM sharp. If the last train of the night arrives on time it is sitting at the station in a perfect position for just about the whole show. I had tried this shot the prior year only to be skunked by a train that arrived ten minutes late, but this time it all came together.
Palmer, Alaska
Saturday September 03, 2016
Old international bridge over the river Minho, the border between Portugal - (city of Valença) and Spain (the city of Tuy)
I really like these lonely, empty expanses in southern Saskatchewan. I cannot help thinking about how people lived when this house was built. There is nothing else here.
Near Corinne, Saskatchewan
August 2018
Frontier Airlines N304FR Airbus A320-251N is pictured on finals into Los Angeles International (LAX) as F9405 from Denver
Vysné Nemecké (Slovaquie) - Nous sommes à la frontière, sur le territoire Slovaque. L'Ukraine est à 200 mètres derrière moi. C'est la distance que les réfugiés franchissent pour échapper à la guerre.
Des millions de personnes ont trouvé refuge dans les pays de l'Union européenne (U.E) depuis le début des hostilités. Mais quand j'y étais la semaine dernière avec mon ami Alain, dans le cadre d'une mission humanitaire, nous avons pu constater que la situation évolue aux frontières. Les Russes ayant concentré leurs forces militaires à l'Est de l'Ukraine, réduit significativement l'afflux des réfugiés. Certes, tous les jours, des Ukrainiens qui ont tout perdu, arrivent encore ; mais au compte-goutte.
Nous sommes loin des milliers de demandes d'asile quotidiennes à chaque poste frontière. Ce qui est logique puisqu'on estime à 5 millions le nombre d'ukrainiens ayant déjà fui leur pays. En tout cas, les gouvernements européens et les ONG ne baissent pas la garde et restent mobilisés pour aider ceux qui demandent aide et assistance.
Si aujourd'hui les combats se concentrent dans la région du Donbass limitant l'afflux des réfugiés aux frontières situées aux portes de l'Union européenne, la guerre est toujours effective, dévastant le pays et traumatisant ses habitants. Et la situation pourrait de nouveau basculer dans une guerre totale à tout moment.
Sur cette photo les réfugiés Ukrainien qui viennent de passer en Slovaquie s'apprêtent à prendre la navette qui va les conduire au camp de transit à une vingtaine de kilomètres. Là, s'ils le souhaitent, ils seront pris en charge par le gouvernement slovaque qui les aidera à rejoindre un pays d'accueil de leur choix.
Border crossing
Vysné Nemecké (Slovakia) - We are at the border, on Slovak territory. Ukraine is 200 meters behind me. A distance that refugees cover on foot to escape war.
Millions of people have sought refuge in European Union (E.U.) countries since the outbreak of hostilities. But when I was there with my friend Alain, as part of a humanitarian mission, we were able to see that the situation is changing at the borders of the European Union. The Russians having concentrated their military forces in eastern Ukraine, significantly reduced the influx of refugees. Certainly, every day, Ukrainians who have lost everything, still cross the border; but drop by drop.
We are far from the thousands of daily asylum applications at each border post. Which is logical since it is estimated that 5 million Ukrainians have already fled their country. In any case, European governments and NGOs are not letting their guard down and remain mobilized to help Ukrainians who request assistance.
If today the fighting is concentrated in the Donbass region, reducing the influx of refugees to the borders located in western Ukraine, the war “is still active, devastating the country and traumatizing its inhabitants. And the situation could again tip into an all-out war at any moment.
In this photo the Ukrainian refugees who have just arrived in Slovakia are preparing to take the shuttle which will take them to the transit camp about twenty kilometers away. There, if they wish, they will be taken care of by the Slovak government which will help them reach a host country of their choice.
The courthouse in Tombstone, Arizona was built in 1882 and has a replica gallows where seven men were hanged for varous crimes. Tombstone was a tough town in the frontier days. It was the location of the famous gunfight at the O.K. Corral in 1881 when three outlaws were killed in a 30 second battle with the Earp brothers and Doc Holliday.
This is another photo scanned from a slide taken in 2008.
At the border town of Ollague, one of the first persons travellers encounter as they enter Chile from Bolivia is this young lady and her fast-food stall selling soft drinks and deep fried pastry things that promised more than they delivered.
On the day of my visit, it seemed she’d turned up for work in her underwear. She was quite keen to be photographed and I should have stuck with the full frontal approach, but wanted to include the FCAB locos shunting back and forth.
So here we are, squashed up in a hot tin hut under the desert sun, testing (and failing) with my very rudimentary Spanish, and with my reputation fast disappearing down the track along with the locos.
Ollague on the Chilean Bolivian border.
December 2024 © David Hill
At the frontier between the misery of the urban zone
And the deep mysteries of the unexplored woods
We are waiting
At the frontier between the pale lights of the day
And the dark terrors of the night
We are resisting.
At the frontier between the rigors snowy days
And the dampness of the good season
We are hoping
At the frontier of the Kingdom of Darkness
And the Empire of Lights,
We are dreaming...
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A la frontière entre la misère de la zone urbaine
Et les mystères insondables du territoire territoire inexploré,
Nous veillons.
A la frontière entre les pâles lueurs du jour
Et les noires terreurs de la nuit,
nous résistons.
A la frontière entre les rigueurs des jours de neige
Et la moiteur de la belle saison,
Nous espérons.
A la frontière du Royaume des Ténèbres
Et de l'Empire des Lumières,
Nous rêvons...
Grivegnée, Belgium