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After taking care of the Pickens all morning, a three hour jaunt down to Dublin scored us a power swap on Y101 that put the GC 3910 in the lead which sported a Central Vermont M3H on the short hood. Here, the train passes under the bypass on the west side of Dublin.
A dull morning at Chomun Samod station in Rajasthan in March 2016, where YDM-4 6637 waits with the 02082 [SIKR-JP] Passenger, the 04:55 from Sikar Junction to cross with a northbound MG service from Jaipur Junction. Construction work associated with the planned Gauge Conversion [GC] project was already in progress with new retaining walls being built for the new extended platforms.
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Due to large quantities of strange new fruits being imported from New Lenfald, local nobility has decided to organise a net of traders called "Banana Shack" to ensure every enhabitant of Lenfald has a chance to discover the wonders of New Lenfald.
Altough guarded the new facilities have attracted the attention of the more shadowy individuals.
My entry into round two of the Hardsuit All-stars Contest.
Largest mecha that I've ever built.
Every inch has been worked and re-worked.
It still may be updated if I get the time to do so.
C&C welcome!
Grand Central Class 180 DMU No. 180104 with 1A81 0810 Bradford Interchange - London Kings Cross approaches Werrington Junction having run via the GN-GE Joint. This was due to a planned engineering possession on the ECML between Newark North Gate & Peterborough on the 18.11.2018.
Nottingham Victoria station, with some tracks already lifted, on the final day of passenger services to the station, 2-9-67.
Vancouver, BC – 27 July 2018 – Maddie Szeryk, London, ON, competes in the final round of the 105th Canadian Women's Amateur Championship at Marine Drive Golf Club in Vancouver, BC. (Photo: Chuck Russell/Golf Canada)
Indoor ramp park at Coomera for BMX, Skateboarding and scooters.
To find out more, visit: www.gccompound.com
The 104 job seems to have a regular routine in the afternoons. Today was no exception as they rolled north off of the Illinois Transfer at "GC Cutoff" and headed up to grab coke empties to deliver to the Coke Works in Granite City.
GC Cutoff is the crossing of the Illinois Transfer main (also used heavily by NS trains from the Southern heading to / from Luther) and the Eastern Connection. Back in the day heading to the left the NKP, CNW and IC had connections with the TRRA. SH Tower is directly behind me.
03-03-2018
13/06/2015, GC-210 road, Artenara, Gran Canaria, Spain.
Circa 1,400 m above sea level.
One of my regular routes, with no traffic, good surfaces and stunning views.
Roque Bentayga in the far left background.
Part 1
Silently cursing, Andar thought about the coronation once again as he paced his bleak dungeon. Just as he suspected, the Queen turned out to be an evil woman, bent on destroying Roawia. And now he was stuck here, on her island fortress, deep underground in prison. At least, Andar thought, Kole and my captains made a plan in case I was captured. Time to start phase 1. Andar stopped his pacing and silently slipped over to the corner of his cell. The guards, after disarming him, forgot one weapon. His cloak. Thinking that it was just a regular dark cloak, they let him keep it. They’ll soon regret that. Andar thought. Unknown to the soldiers, his cloak was specially made to blend in with his surroundings, so that it appears as if he disappeared. Wrapping his cloak around himself, and slipping the hood over his head, Andar waited. They’ll soon be bringing me dinner, and then will get the surprise of their life. He did not have to wait long. Noisily, the 2 guards bustled in, grumbling about nothing happening these days. But when they looked inside the cell, there was no one there! As they gaped in astonishment, Andar struck. Striking one guard in the head, knocking him down, he grabbed the fallen sword, and plunged it into the downed guards chest. Then turning around, he faced the other guard. Surprised at the recent turn of events, the guard’s shock quickly turned into anger. Snarling, he lunged at Andar, his pike swinging in for the killing blow. Andar ducked underneath, and stabbed the guard at the same time. The guard’s anger quickly turned into bewilderment, as his life left his body. Andar quickly grabbed the keys and left the dungeon, not wanting to be late to meet Kole at the rendezvous.
"Sir! A party advances up the main road from Garhaven. At least a dozen men," the sentry shouts from his perch.
Most of he convoy trudged along uninitiated to the deep Garheim snow drifts. But the sentry could tell the men out front were well accustomed the fresh powder. They inched along until they reached just out side the first check point and started to disperse into a more defensive posture to match those of the Garheim sentinels.
The eldest of the men emerged from a middle the pack, and with a grizzled and worn voice he announced their intentions. "I am Lord Stout of Loreos's East Stowburn. I bring with you glad tidings." A collective sigh came from the Garheim soldiers, they were unsure of what to expect as the men approached. "My compatriot Haydar Khaldoon, and some support from Lendfald are hear to help drive the Queen's men into the icy depths!" The Garheim men cheered as they led the party into the makeshift field camp.
The Black Bird guides joined their countrymen around the fires. The Lenfaldian Scout Snipers charged to the perches and took in the vantage points. The Crimson clad brutes passed around what supplies they could, and the ringleaders called for an immediate strategy meeting
The Garheim commander spoke first, "we were 50 strong, a score of us mounted knights, when we made camp a fortnight ago. Bad weather forced us to seek refuge for the night here at the mausoleum. That's when they first attacked, under the cover of darkness they hit us hard. A Queen's force of like numbers came upon us in the early hours and killed 20 brave men before we even notched an arrow. As quick as them came, they disappeared into the morning mist.
We stayed another night to honor and bury our dead, thinking the Queen's forces had left to rejoin their ranks , instead they attacked again as we broke camp. This time we held and drove them back, but not before they inflicted more casualties.
We sent word to Granhaven and we were ordered to hold this point along road. So we have, we've held up here awaiting supplies and re-reinforcements as man by man we fall to enemy's arrows or the biting cold." A wave of relief came over his face as he looked at Lord Stout, "my Lord, we appreciate every man willing to join us, but you come in too few a number to push those demons back."
Lord Stout turns to Khaldoon uncomfortably and then back to the Garheim commander. "Good sir, we will aid you as best we can, but Khaldoon and I are business men. We came to deliver war supplies and the like, we have done so in Grahnhaven and are looking to move on to Havenhill. We were caught unaware that the main road was closed off by the insurgents. Our guides thought we may be able hold up here for the night as well. We are prepared to move out in the morning. We are willing to leave the Scout Snipers behind, but our business is in Havenhill and we will press on."
The Garheim commander raised his war hammer as to smash the table before him in anger, when suddenly the horns sounded. The Gaheim's sprang to their feet and sprinted to the half hazard palisades. The sentry shouted a gargled "they're here," as an arrow pierced his throat ...