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Dogpatch Labs in partnership with Ulster Bank invited me to the Press Launch of The Vaults.
The Vaults is a state-of-the-art dedicated event space in the historic 200 year old former wine and whiskey storehouse beneath Dogpatch Labs, which is set to become a focal point for Ireland’s technology community. The Vaults will comprise flexible workshop and events space, large and small meeting rooms and a bar.
Special guests Minister Simon Harris TD and Neville Isdell former CEO the Coca Cola Company spoke, and we got the chance to meet with the companies based in Dogpatch Labs over breakfast and coffee.
A location like no other building in Dublin, the chq building overlooks the River Liffey and George’s Dock, the site which was to be home to Ireland’s National Theater, the Abbey. The chq building is a grade one listed building situated within the heart of the Ireland's bustling International Financial Services Centre (IFSC) in the Docklands. Formerly known as Stack A, it was built in 1820 as a wine and tobacco warehouse. The then Stack A was made famous when it hosted the Crimean War Banquet in 1856 celebrating the return of 3,000 Irish soldiers. The building has been magnificently restored and enhanced.
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“THE LANDMARK CHQ Building in the heart of the IFSC has been sold by the Dublin Docklands Development Authority (DDDA) for just over €10 million. The property was bought by former Coca-Cola Company CEO Neville Isdell, who says that the initial plan is to make improvements to the building before deciding on its long-time use”
Forrest Rowland invited me to do a Big Day on Wednesday (5/7/08) in my
favorite birding destination: Delaware. I obviously could not refuse, so
I took off work and headed to DE at 12:30am to meet up with Forrest at
2am. We birded from 2am to 8pm and got 199 species - tying the Delaware
Big Day Record set in 1997. There were a few misses (ahem, Belted
Kingfisher!!), but we lucked out and had a really great day birding.
We started the day (night?) in Thousand Acre Marsh, where we quickly
realized the night was likely to be a good night. Winds were 3-4 mph out
of the southwest and listening conditions were good. We heard Canada
Goose, Great Blue Heron, Virginia Rail and American Coot (our only coot
of the day). At another location Sora and Common Moorhen sounded off
within minutes of our arrival. One could say that Grier’s Pond was
especially quiet. Actually it wasn’t quiet at all, as the Swamp Sparrows
and Marsh Wrens were singing up a storm and a Barred Owl called, but it
was Least Bittern quiet. We spent at least 15 minutes here, cocking our
ears in every conceivable angle in hopes of hearing the classic
“ku-ku-ku” of the Least Bittern. After giving each side of the pond
time, we were thinking about where else we could possibly get Least
Bittern and were about to leave. Then we both heard it! Success!
While driving south on Route 9, six inches of water on the road caused
some excitement, as we barreled directly through it. It was definitely
due to the tide, and we were in a low spot: why not try for King Rail?
While sitting in the middle of the road, we both jumped out of the car
and lo and behold, a King Rail sounded off. Serious luck.
To say that the Bullfrogs and Green Frogs at Finnis Pool are loud is
like saying that a diesel truck engine is loud: “Loud” may be an
inadequate word. Luckily we were able to pick out a calling Eastern
Screech-Owl, distant twittering of an American Woodcock, and flyover
American Redstart and Blackpoll Warblers. Birds were on the move.
Port Mahon was almost rail-less with the exception of Virginia. Clapper
Rails were quiet. Weird. Seaside and Swamp Sparrows, Marsh Wrens and a
distant Yellow-breasted Chat were singing. A flyby Black-crowned Night
Heron let out a single “kaw,” and a Wood Thrush, Black-throated Blue,
Blackburnian, and several Palm Warblers called while flying overhead.
The promise of neotropical migrants in the morning was exhilarating.
We were hoping for Black Rail at Pickering Beach, where Andy Ednie and I
had heard them on Saturday night, but they may have moved on. We did
pick up Tree Swallows flying around the town’s lights, a flyover
Swainson’s Thrush (our only of the day) and another Yellow-breasted Chat.
Milford Neck was our nightjar spot, and it did not disappoint.
Chuck-wills-widows and then Whip-poor-wills were calling from several
locations. American Woodcocks seemed to be everywhere - twittering away -
while a few were “peent”ing. The mosquitoes were voracious and kept us
dancing around. Dawn was approaching and we headed toward the marsh,
where even more mosquitoes greeted us. Boat-tailed Grackles were
immediately apparent, and then Northern Bobwhite and Wild Turkey called
from the wood’s edge. Yes! After a quick tally, I realized we had 62
species already by dawn. Not a bad night.
Milford Neck was really birdy, and I’m glad we picked this as our
dawn-chorus spot. Nelson’s Sharp-tailed Sparrow, Ruby-crowned Kinglet
and Sedge Wren called from the short marsh, all three being our only
birds of the day. The woods were alive with birdsong, and here we picked
up Kentucky, Nashville, Yellow-throated, Prairie, and Black-and-White
Warblers, plus Ovenbird and Northern Waterthrush. A certain vireo
sounded interesting and Forrest suspected Philadelphia. It sang; we
listened. It sang and we played the song for comparison: it was dead-on.
Wow!
By 6:15 we had 94 species, and we moved on to Mispillion Lighthouse. The
idea was that we could get Saltmarsh Sharp-tailed Sparrow while they
were still singing. The idea backfired. The marsh was filled with
sparrows . . . Seaside Sparrows. There were likely hundreds singing from
all areas around the marsh, which unfortunately muffled the sounds of
any potential Saltmarsh Sparrows. The Seaside Sparrow spectacle was
immediately overshadowed by the shorebird spectacle. Shorebirds moved in
waves across nearly every exposed mud surface: Greater Yellowlegs,
Willets, Semipalmated Plovers, Semipalmated and Least Sandpipers,
Short-billed Dowitchers, Dunlin and a few Black-necked Stilts. While
scoping from the DuPont nature center, we found Sanderling, Ruddy
Turnstone, Red Knots, American Oystercatchers, and a White-rumped
Sandpiper among the thousands of Dunlin. We couldn’t pick out any
Lesser-black Backed Gulls, and after spending too much time enjoying
this scene, we needed to move.
The grasslands in the vicinity of Hunting Quarter Road proved a wise
morning destination: Grasshopper, Savannah and Vesper Sparrows, Eastern
Meadowlark and Horned Larks were singing. No Bobolinks, but we couldn’t
complain about our luck so far.
Redden State Forest held the targeted Red-headed Woodpeckers and Summer
Tanagers, in addition to Worm-eating, Black-throated Green,
Yellow-throated, Kentucky, Pine, and Black-and-White Warblers, Cedar
Waxwings, and Hairy and Pileated Woodpecker. Two flyover Common Loons
were a surprise. 131 species by 8:24am.
We switched up the plan, and headed to Prime Hook instead of doing that
in the afternoon. While changing the schedule could spell disaster, the
morning Prime Hook run was excellent. We had Veery standing in the
middle of the road at the entrance. I told Forrest to stop the car, “I
heard something similar to a Hooded Warbler.” We waited, while only a
Red-eyed Vireo sang. I started to doubt myself, and we were about to
move on when it sang out, “Wheet-o, Wheet-o, Wheet-ee-o.” Forrest
replied, “Oh, so you mean the bird that sounds exactly like a Hooded
Warbler!”
The boardwalk trail produced a few good birds, most notably a beautiful
adult White-crowned Sparrow (thank you!), Blue-headed Vireo,
Prothonotary, Chestnut-sided, Blackpoll and Magnolia Warblers.
The Broadkill impoundment was in bad light, so we started IDing distant
ducks mostly by shape: Gadwall, Mallard, Black Duck, Green-winged Teal,
Northern Pintail, Red-breasted Merganser. These turned out to be some of
the only waterfowl of the day, but where were the Blue-wings? While
scoping shorebirds, I noticed an unusual shorebird in the far southeast
corner of the southern impoundment with the Green-winged Teal. It looked
similar in shape to a yellowlegs, but the bill wasn’t right for either.
I asked Forrest to take a look, and he quickly realized it was a Ruff. I
took another look and the beige-y color, posture, and bill shape all
were spot-on for Ruff (Reeve). Excellent! We actually didn’t notice the
Wood Sandpiper, nor did we know about it, though in hindsight, I can’t
eliminate the possibility that we were looking right at it as we drove
by. We hoped for diving ducks in the bay. The bay was empty with the
exception of Laughing Gulls, though we did hear a Song Sparrow singing,
our first (and only?) of the day.
We headed to Cape Henlopen with 155 species. No Yellow-crowned Night
Heron at a brief stop in Lewes on the way, and no Bufflehead in the
ponds near the entrance. Drat. Herring Point was mostly birdless, though
after a few minutes we did luck out with Common, Least and Royal Tern
flybys. The jetty below had three Spotted Sandpipers. I got a kick out
of watching Forrest fight with the no-see-ums. We made a quick stop at
the campground, though besides a Pine Warbler and some Robins, it was
quiet. I guess Forrest forgot his Crossbill pheromone. At the nature
center, the feeders were empty, so we walked the trail behind them.
Quiet, though it was midday. I was thinking some Red-breasted Nuthatches
might still be hanging around, since I had heard one in Baltimore Co the
day before. After a few minutes both Brown-headed and a Red-breasted
Nuthatch sounded off. Serious luck.
At the Point we found a huge flock of Brant hugging the icebreaker, and
we scoped Common, Forsters and Royal Terns near the point. We tried to
turn one of the Royals into a Caspian, but it wasn’t to be. Piping
Plover was notably absent. We walked down to the bayside fence. Still no
Piping Plover. We knew time was critical, but I knew we would be kicking
ourselves if we left without the plover, so we hiked to the ocean side.
Again, this turned out to be a great decision. We had a flyover Merlin,
Red-throated Loon and flyby Black Scoters. While squinting into the heat
haze for the hoped-for Piping Plover, Forrest noticed the 2nd-year
Lesser Black-backed Gull at our feet. Then after a few minutes time, a
Piping Plover came into view.
We headed south to Indian River inlet with 170 species before noon. At
Savages Ditch rd, we found our first Great Egret of the day, though no
Little Blue or Tricolored Herons. The inlet proved to be full of boaters
and was almost a wasted effort if it weren’t for two juvenile Great
Cormorants swimming around the north jetty. No Bonaparte’s Gull and no
Saltmarsh Sparrows or Tricolored Heron on the bay side. We stopped by
New Road on the way north hoping for a bay duck of any kind, though we
only had a breeding-plumaged Common Loon.
Silver Lake had Mallards and a few Canada Geese -- and one female Ruddy
Duck. It was starting to get difficult to add new birds.
Fowler Beach did not produce the hoped-for Belted Kingfisher or any new
ducks, though it did have a considerable number of Black-bellied
Plovers, with at least 2 American Golden-plovers mixed in. The Great
Horned Owl chicks on the platform are getting rather big.
The north pond at Ted Harvey did not have Bonaparte’s Gull or Tricolored
Heron, though it did have Pectoral Sandpiper.
At Bombay Hook, we had a number of necessary targets and we got nearly
all of them: Saltmarsh Sharp-tailed Sparrow, American Avocet,
Ring-necked Pheasant, and Yellow-crowned Night Heron.
This is when we heard about the Wood Sandpiper, but we both agreed we
would rather finish the Big Day with the planned route.
Woodland Beach had the Snow Geese and Greater-white Fronted Geese.
Excellent. 182 species by 4:01pm.
I was telling Forrest that I have had Bank Swallow at the first of two
bridges over Appoquinink Creek and suspected they may breed somewhere in
the area, so we stopped there. Cliff Swallows were readily evident, when
a Bank Swallow flew high over us. 184.
We headed back to Thousand Acre Marsh hoping for Peregrine Falcon, an
attempt that proved unsuccessful when Forrest tried last year. We
scanned the bridge over the canal from all angles without any birds.
When we had nearly given up and were ready to leave, a Peregrine Falcon
flew directly over our heads.
We had very little time to spare, but we decided to risk a run to Dragon
Run park for Mute Swans. Dragon Run was Mute Swanless, but we did have
flyby Wood Ducks and then an adult Little Blue Heron flew high overhead.
I couldn’t believe our luck.
We headed to White Clay Creek, lucked out with Cattle Egrets on the way,
and had 188 species by 5:15pm. I don’t think we could have had better
luck at White Clay Creek; it seemed like someone was throwing all of our
target birds at us. We got Louisiana Waterthrush, Yellow-throated Vireo,
Northern Rough-winged Swallow, and White-breasted Nuthatch - all of
which we expected. The lucky birds were a flyover Sharp-shinned Hawk, an
adult Coopers Hawk racing through the woods directly in front of us, and
Warbling Vireo. At one point we thought we had Cerulean Warbler singing,
and Forrest pointed out that the cadence was right. It was almost
dead-on. Almost. I wasn’t convinced, and we waited to get a look at the
bird. It had a wing bar, but also had a yellow and orange throat: It was
a Parula. I wonder if after years of unscrupulous birders taping for
Cerulean Warbler, the local Parulas didn’t pick up and try to imitate.
While at Tweeds Mill Rd, I pondered, “What else is left that we could
possibly still get? How about Rose-breasted Grosbeak?” A Rose-breasted
Grosbeak responded by singing. “How about Blue-winged Warbler?” A few
minutes later a Blue-winged Warbler was singing. It was almost creepy.
The last two birds of the day were an almost unexpected Willow
Flycatcher, and at least two very unexpected Gray-cheeked Thrushes. 199
species by 7:15pm. While walking back towards the car, the only thing
left was Belted Kingfisher. We waited until sunset at 8pm, though the
Kingfisher never obliged.
This photo above was taken at 8pm in White Clay Creek when we called it quits.
Below is our bird list for the day and some summary totals:
25 Shorebird sp.
Vireo, Nuthatch, and Swallow sweep.
26 Warbler sp.
12 Sparrow sp.
only 14 Waterfowl sp. It's hard to find waterfowl in May - this probably
hurt us the most.
Red-throated Loon
Common Loon
Double-crested Cormorant
Great Cormorant
Least Bittern
Great Blue Heron
Great Egret
Snowy Egret
Little Blue Heron
Cattle Egret
Green Heron
Black-crowned Night-Heron
Yellow-crowned Night-Heron
Glossy Ibis
Black Vulture
Turkey Vulture
Greater White-fronted Goose
Snow Goose
Canada Goose
Brant
Wood Duck
Gadwall
American Black Duck
Mallard
Northern Shoveler
Northern Pintail
Green-winged Teal
Black Scoter
Red-breasted Merganser
Ruddy Duck
Osprey
Bald Eagle
Northern Harrier
Sharp-shinned Hawk
Cooper's Hawk
Red-tailed Hawk
American Kestrel
Merlin
Peregrine Falcon
Ring-necked Pheasant
Wild Turkey
Northern Bobwhite
Clapper Rail
King Rail
Virginia Rail
Sora
Common Moorhen
American Coot
Black-bellied Plover
American Golden-Plover
Semipalmated Plover
Piping Plover
Killdeer
American Oystercatcher
Black-necked Stilt
American Avocet
Greater Yellowlegs
Lesser Yellowlegs
Solitary Sandpiper
Willet
Spotted Sandpiper
Ruddy Turnstone
Red Knot
Sanderling
Semipalmated Sandpiper
Least Sandpiper
White-rumped Sandpiper
Pectoral Sandpiper
Dunlin
Ruff
Short-billed Dowitcher
Common Snipe
American Woodcock
Laughing Gull
Ring-billed Gull
Herring Gull
Lesser Black-backed Gull
Great Black-backed Gull
Royal Tern
Common Tern
Forster's Tern
Least Tern
Black Skimmer
Rock Dove
Mourning Dove
Yellow-billed Cuckoo
Barn Owl
Eastern Screech-Owl
Great Horned Owl
Barred Owl
Chuck-will's-widow
Whip-poor-will
Chimney Swift
Ruby-throated Hummingbird
Red-headed Woodpecker
Red-bellied Woodpecker
Downy Woodpecker
Hairy Woodpecker
Northern Flicker
Pileated Woodpecker
Eastern Wood-Pewee
Acadian Flycatcher
Willow Flycatcher
Eastern Phoebe
Great Crested Flycatcher
Eastern Kingbird
White-eyed Vireo
Yellow-throated Vireo
Blue-headed Vireo
Warbling Vireo
Philadelphia Vireo
Red-eyed Vireo
Blue Jay
American Crow
Fish Crow
Horned Lark
Purple Martin
Tree Swallow
Northern Rough-winged Swallow
Bank Swallow
Cliff Swallow
Barn Swallow
Carolina Chickadee
Tufted Titmouse
Red-breasted Nuthatch
White-breasted Nuthatch
Brown-headed Nuthatch
Carolina Wren
House Wren
Sedge Wren
Marsh Wren
Ruby-crowned Kinglet
Blue-gray Gnatcatcher
Eastern Bluebird
Veery
Gray-cheeked Thrush
Swainson's Thrush
Wood Thrush
American Robin
Gray Catbird
Northern Mockingbird
Brown Thrasher
European Starling
Cedar Waxwing
Blue-winged Warbler
Nashville Warbler
Northern Parula
Yellow Warbler
Chestnut-sided Warbler
Magnolia Warbler
Black-throated Blue Warbler
Yellow-rumped Warbler
Black-throated Green Warbler
Blackburnian Warbler
Yellow-throated Warbler
Pine Warbler
Prairie Warbler
Palm Warbler
Blackpoll Warbler
Black-and-white Warbler
American Redstart
Prothonotary Warbler
Worm-eating Warbler
Ovenbird
Northern Waterthrush
Louisiana Waterthrush
Kentucky Warbler
Common Yellowthroat
Hooded Warbler
Yellow-breasted Chat
Summer Tanager
Scarlet Tanager
Eastern Towhee
Chipping Sparrow
Field Sparrow
Vesper Sparrow
Savannah Sparrow
Grasshopper Sparrow
Nelson's Sharp-tailed Sparrow
Saltmarsh Sharp-tailed Sparrow
Seaside Sparrow
Song Sparrow
Swamp Sparrow
White-throated Sparrow
White-crowned Sparrow
Northern Cardinal
Rose-breasted Grosbeak
Blue Grosbeak
Indigo Bunting
Red-winged Blackbird
Eastern Meadowlark
Common Grackle
Boat-tailed Grackle
Brown-headed Cowbird
Orchard Oriole
Baltimore Oriole
House Finch
American Goldfinch
House Sparrow
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Hallow Manor is back and opens its doors to you. You're invited to its wicked grounds to explore, shop or hunt (and no - NO Bloodlines type of hunting).
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My wife was shopping for art supplies in Toronto’s west end today and invited me to go for a walk with my camera and return in a half hour. I’m sure it was a combination of wanting me to enjoy myself as well as giving herself some time to shop without me breathing down her neck.
The minute I stepped out the door I spotted this woman on the sidewalk on her cell phone. I thought she would make an interesting subject and felt her white outfit would match up well with a large concrete graffiti-covered “egg” (not sure how else to describe it) which was nearby. (I was at the same store a couple of months later and was able to ask about the "egg." I was told by a workman that it was a washroom attached to the sales center of a condominium building under construction. Who would have guessed?") I didn’t want to stray too far for fear of having her move on, yet I didn’t want to hover too obviously so I walked around the area, approaching her when she finished her call.
Clearly a bit surprised by my request, she quickly agreed, indicating she had “a minute or two” before meeting someone. I think my telling her that I felt she would make a great subject for my project and description of the concept I had in mind helped her decide to participate. Meet Karen.
I positioned her by the “egg” and had her facing north. It seemed there was better light coming from the sky in that direction as the south was somewhat blocked by the strip mall with the art store. I asked if she could sweep her hair away from her eyes a bit and told her they would be the focus of the portrait. We chatted a bit as I took the photos and I gave “permission” for her to vary her expression which she got more comfortable with doing.
Karen, who is 33, told me she has a business doing event management and public relations in Toronto but is on the verge of moving to Florida next month. Her parents have a place down there and she has visited many times and likes the city of Naples which I have been told is somewhat upscale and nice. In fact, Karen explained she is getting married next month and was at the art store to shop for a display piece for the wedding. “Wow! Congratulations. How did you meet your husband-to-be?” Karen laughed and said “I’ve just been down to Florida quite a few times and suddenly he stood out from the crowd. Actually, he really stood out. He’s a black man who is 6 foot 8 inches tall.” I couldn’t help asking “If he’s THAT tall, is he a basketball player?” Karen laughed. “Hardly. I think I’m a better basketball player than him. He works for BMW (the German automobile company) and he’s into design and fashion too.”
I wished Karen every success in her new life in Florida. When I asked about her work she said she’s ready for a change and once she gets her work permit she will start another business, this time in some form of design. She seemed to be an ambitious woman. I expressed some concern that I’d taken too much of her time and didn’t want to make her late for meeting her friend. She smiled and said “No, I wasn’t in THAT much of a rush. She’s always late; I’ve waited for her enough times.” We shared a laugh. I thanked Karen and wished her well.
Thank you Karen for participating in 100 Strangers. You are Stranger #469 in Round 5 of my project. Have a great life in Florida!
Find out more about the project and see pictures taken by other photographers at the 100 Strangers Flickr Group page
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We seem to be really into hot pinks and greens this summer... thought I'd share this as we really don't post too many invitations besides on our website.
I shot this image for a jewelry designers opening invite (Jessica Cushman). They used this image in the 5x7 invite, with the cropped head, but I like this one with the models face best (next in my photo stream).
I was invited to shoot at the Sawtooth Winery and if it involves beautiful women and good wine, count me in! The album consists of photos of Audrey, one of my favorite models. The first time we shoot she really intimidated me. She is so quiet and possesses that grace and bearing that I never had. I've overcome that and now we have really fun shoots.
I took these photos south of Nampa, ID in mid-September 2016.
Alan invited me along with his Little Red Riding Hood themed shoot with Jenna up in Porterville. It was a fairly quick shoot, but we certainly got the shots we wanted.
LIGHTING:
-Ambient Light
-Key: Alien Bee 1600, bare bulb
-Powered with Vagabond II.
-Triggered with Cactus V4.
-Rim: Sun
Thanks again for the invite bud!
"Saint Andrew's posthumous miracle: a bishop, invited a woman to dinner. She was actually a tempting devil disguised as a woman, so Saint Andrew, as a pilgrim, saves the bishop from falling into temptation" - fresco (year 1309) by Pietro Cavallini - Brancaccio's Chapel in San Domenico Maggiore Church in Naples
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You all are invited to our spring event.
Fun, music and game will be the cocktail for make these 2 days amazing.
Wont miss our 2 hours contest for the best Cheerleader or Player outfit.
2 kind designer created a Dance Island outfit so everyone can join in the contest.
So I hope to see you all there
Opening scene
It is late in the 22nd Century. United Planet cruiser C57D a year out from Earth base on the way to Altair for a special mission. Commander J.J Adams (Leslie Neilsen) orders the crew to the deceleration booths as the ship drops from light speed to normal space.
Adams orders pilot Jerry Farman (Jack Kelly) to lay in a course for the fourth planet. The captain then briefs the crew that they are at their destination, and that they are to look for survivors from the Bellerophon expedition 20 years earlier.
As they orbit the planet looking for signs of life, the ship is scanned by a radar facility some 20 square miles in area. Morbius (Walter Pigeon) contacts the ship from the planet asking why the ship is here. Morbius goes on to explain he requires nothing, no rescue is required and he can't guarantee the safety of the ship or its crew.
Adams confirms that Morbius was a member of the original crew, but is puzzled at the cryptic warning Morbius realizes the ship is going to land regardless, and gives the pilot coordinates in a desert region of the planet. The ship lands and security details deploy. Within minutes a high speed dust cloud approaches the ship. Adams realizes it is a vehicle, and as it arrives the driver is discovered to be a robot (Robby). Robby welcomes the crew to Altair 4 and invites members of the crew to Morbious residence.
Adams, Farman and Doc Ostrow (Warren Stevens) arrive at the residence and are greeted by Morbius. They sit down to a meal prepared by Robbys food synthesizer and Morbius shows the visitors Robbys other abilities, including his unwavering obedience. Morbius then gives Robby a blaster with orders to shoot Adams. Robby refuses and goes into a mechanical mind lock, disabling him till the order is changed.
Morbius then shows the men the defense system of the house (A series of steel shutters). When questioned, Morbius admits that the Belleraphon crew is dead, Morbius and his wife being the only original survivors. Morbius's wife has also died, but months after the others and from natural causes. Morbius goes on to explain many of the crew were torn limb from limb by a strange creature or force living on the planet. The Belleraphon herself was destroyed when the final three surviving members tried to take off for Earth.
Adams wonders why this force has remained dormant all these years and never attacked Morbius. As discussions continue, a young woman Altaira (Anne Francis) introduces herself as Morbius daughter. Farman takes an immediate interest in Altaira, and begins to flirt with her . Altaira then shows the men her ability to control wild animals by petting a wild tiger. During this display the ship checks in on the safety of the away party. Adams explains he will need to check in with Earth for further orders and begins preparations for sending a signal. Because of the power needed the ship will be disabled for up to 10 days. Morbius is mortified by this extended period and offers Robby's services in building the communication facility
The next day Robby arrives at ship as the crew unloads the engine to power the transmitter. To lighten the tense moment the commander instructs the crane driver to pick up Cookie (Earl Holliman) and move him out of the way. Quinn interrupts the practical joke to report that the assembly is complete and they can transmit in the morning.
Meanwhile Cookie goes looking for Robby and organizes for the robot to synthesize some bourbon. Robby takes a sample and tells Cookie he can have 60 gallons ready the next morning for him.
Farman continues to court Altair by teaching her how to kiss, and the health benefits of kissing. Adams interrupts the exercise, and is clearly annoyed with a mix of jealous. He then explains to Altair that the clothes she wears are inappropriate around his crew. Altair tries to argue till Adams looses patience and order Altair to leave the area.
That night, Altair, still furious, explains to her father what occurred. Altair takes Adams advice to heart and orders Robby to run up a less revealing dress. Meanwhile back at the ship two security guards think they hear breathing in the darkness but see nothing.
Inside the ship, one of the crew half asleep sees the inner hatch opened and some material moved around. Next morning the Captain holds court on the events of the night before. Quinn advises the captain that most of the missing and damaged equipment can be replaced except for the Clystron monitor. Angry the Capt and Doc go back to Morbius to confront him about what has occurred.
Morbius is unavailable, so the two men settle in to wait. Outside Adams sees Altair swimming and goes to speak to her. Thinking she is naked, Adams becomes flustered and unsettled till he realizes she wants him to see her new dress. Altair asks why Adams wont kiss her like everyone else has. He gives in and plants one on her. Behind them a tiger emerges from the forest and attacks Altair, Adams reacts by shooting it. Altair is badly troubled by the incident, the tiger had been her friend, but she can't understand why acted as if she was an enemy.
Returning to the house, Doc and Adams accidently open Morbius office. They find a series of strange drawings but no sign of Morbius. He appears through a secret door and is outraged at the intrusion. Adams explains the damage done to the ship the previous night and his concern that Morbius was behind the attack.
Morbius admits it is time for explanations. He goes on to tell them about a race of creatures that lived on the planet called the Krell. In the past they had visited Earth, which explains why there are Earth animals on the planet. Morbius believes the Krell civilization collapsed in a single night, right on the verge of their greatest discovery. Today 2000 centuries later, nothing of their cities exists above ground.
Morbius then takes them on a tour of the Krell underground installation. Morbius first shows them a device for projecting their knowledge; he explains how he began to piece together information. Then an education device that projects images formed in the mind. Finally he explains what the Krell were expected to do, and how much lower human intelligence is in comparison.
Doc tries the intelligence tester but is confused when it does not register as high as Morbius. Morbius then explains it can also boost intelligence, and that the captain of the Belleraphon died using it. Morbius himself was badly injured but when he recovered his IQ had doubled.
Adams questions why all the equipment looks brand new. It is explained that all the machines left on the planet are self repairing and Morbius takes them on a tour of the rest of the installation. First they inspect a giant air vent that leads to the core of the planet. There are 400 other such shafts in the area and 9200 thermal reactors spread through the facilities 8000 cubic miles.
Later that night the crew has completed the security arrangements and tests the force field fence. Cookie asks permission to go outside the fence. He meets Robby who gives him the 60 gallons of bourbon. Outside, something hits the fence and shorts it out. The security team checks the breach but finds nothing. A series of foot like depressions begin forming leading to the ship. Something unseen enters the ship. A scream echos through the compound.
Back at the Morbius residence he argues that only he should be allowed to control the flow of Krell technology back to Earth. In the middle of the discussion, Adams is paged and told that the Chief Quinn has been murdered. Adams breaks of his discussions and heads back to the ship.
Later that night Doc finds the footprints and makes a cast. The foot makes no evolutionary sense. It seems to have elements of a four footed and biped creature; also it seems a predator and herbivore. Adams questions Cookie who was with the robot during the test and decides the robot was not responsible.
The next day at the funeral for Chief Morbius again warns him of impending doom facing the ship and crew. Adams considers this a challenge and spends the day fortifying the position around the ship. After testing the weapons and satisfied all that could be done has, the radar station suddenly reports movement in the distance moving slowly towards the ship.
No one sees anything despite the weapons being under radar fire control. The controller confirms a direct hit, but the object is still moving towards the ship. Suddenly something hits the force field fence, and a huge monster appears outlined in the energy flux. The crew open fire, but seem to do little good. A number of men move forward but a quickly killed.
Morbious wakes hearing the screams of Altair. Shes had a dream mimicking the attack that has just occurred. As Morbious is waking the creature in the force field disappears. Doc theories that the creature is made of some sort of energy, renewing itself second by second.
Adams takes Doc in the tractor to visit Morbius intending to evacuate him from the planet. He leaves orders for the ship to be readied for lift off. If he and Doc dont get back, the ship is to leave without them. They also want to try and break into Morbious office and take the brain booster test.
They are met at the door by Robby, who disarms them. Altair appears and countermands the orders given to Robby by her father. Seeing a chance Doc sneaks into the office. Altair argues with Adams about trying to make Morbius return home, she ultimately declares her love for him.
Robby appears carrying the injured Doc. Struggling to speak and heavy pain, Doc explains that the Krell succeeded in their great experiment. However they forgot about the sub conscious monsters they would release. Monsters from the id.
Morbius sees the dead body of Doc, and makes a series of ugly comments. His daughter reminds him that Doc is dead. Morbius lack of care convinces Altair she is better off going with Adams. Morbius tries to talk Adams out of taking Altair.
Adams demands an explanation of the id. Morbius realizes he is the source of the creature killing everyone. The machine the Krell built was able to release his inner beast, the sub conscious monster dwelling deep inside his ancestral mind.
Robby interrupts the debate to report something approaching the house. Morbius triggers the defensive shields of the house, which the creature begins to destroy. Morbius then orders Robby to destroy the creature, however Robby short circuits. Adams explained that it was useless; Robby knew it was Morbius self.
Adams, Altair and Morbius retreat to the Krell lab and sealed themselves in by sealing a special indestructible door. Adams convinces Morbius that he is really the monster, and that Morbius can not actually control his subconscious desires.
The group watch as the creature beings the slow process of burning through the door. Panicked Morbius implores Altair to say it is not so. Suddenly the full realization comes, and he understands that he could endanger or even kill Altair.
As the creature breaks through Morbius rushes forward and denies its existence. Suddenly the creature disappears but Morbius is mortally wounded. With his dying breath he instructs Adams to trigger a self destruct mechanism linked to the reactors of the great machine. The ship and crew have 24 hours to get as far away from the planet as possible
The next day we see the ship deep in space. Robby and Altair are onboard watching as the planet brightens and is destroyed. Adams assures Altair that her fathers memory will shine like a beacon.