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The best news I have heard in a long time, Native Forest Logging will end in Victoria on the 1st January next year. That means giants like this Mountain Grey Gum that is holding my hat, can go on living instead of being turned into dunny paper
66848 and 66849 'Wylam Dilly' double heading 6J37 12.44 Carlisle to Chirk logs, passing Lunds, 20/8/12.
My second European Tour - 1979
A pleasingly sharp night shot of KLM's McDonnell Douglas DC-10-30 PH-DTC seen parked up on the stand at Amsterdam Schiphol airport. I have no memory of taking this shot! It's in my photo log - sandwiched between PH-CHD at Rotterdam, which was our previous stop, and D-ALFA Germanair BAC 1-11 at Dusseldorf, which was our next stop :)
PH-DTC 'Frederik Chopin' c/n 46552 [line no. 71] - McDonnell Douglas DC-10-30 was an early build European DC-10, delivered new to KLM in February 1973. The aircraft flew with the airline until 1994, an impressive 21 years. Sold to Northwest Airlines as N230NW, the aircraft flew for another 10 years before being withdrawn and stored at Marana, Arizona in 2005. The aircraft was broken up a year later.
Taken with a Soviet made Zenith E camera and standard lens. From an original slide, scanned and unrestored.
You can see a random selection of my aviation memories here: www.flickriver.com/photos/heathrowjunkie/random/
Travels Without Maps:
Images from China's Western Frontiers
111 Front St. #204 (Dumbo)
Brooklyn, NY 11201
September 14-October 28th
Wed-Sun 10-6 and by appointement
Log Cabin with Cath Kidston fabric.
Blogged at bearpawandbearpaw.blogspot.com/2009/10/old-family-birthda...
- www.kevin-palmer.com - This forest service rental cabin had no electricity, but a small lantern I brought was enough to light up the snow outside.
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Portuguese
A Praia do Gunga é uma das mais famosas de Alagoas. Fica no município de Roteiro e às margens da Lagoa do Roteiro que encontra-se como mar bem em frente às tendas e bares do Gunga.
Logo após passar pela ponte sobre a Lagoa do Roteiro tem-se uma bonita imagem. Às margens da rodovia AL-101 estão uma infinidade de coqueiros que estendem-se por muitos quilômetros.
A Praia do Gunga fica no interior de uma fazenda de coqueiros e para chegar até ela é necessário ingressar pelos portões da fazenda.
Ingressamos na fazenda e seguimos até a praia que conta com muitas barracas de praia. Aproveitamos para almoçar em uma delas.
Após 500mts da entrada da fazenda existe um mirante de onde é possível avistar a Praia do Gunga, a fazenda de coqueiros e a Barra de São Miguel.
http://turismoeaventura.blogspot.com.br/2009/01/praia-do-gunga-roteiroal.html
The southbound Logs are seen just after crossing Docker Viaduct with Colas 60087 in charge. 60087 is working 6J37 from Kingmoor Yard to Chirk and is travelling via the WCML even though the S&C is now open. The train has taken nearly 3 hours to get here from Carlisle having spent most of its time in loops.
19/5/17 at 1453
My son Peter, and his girlfriend Eva are back from New Zealand for a visit. This was on my local beach this morning.
Candidates undergoing log PT during assessment and selection for the Special Operations Group.
Note: I got extremely busy with home maintenance since I got home so I wasn't able to post. And I am heading back to school next week for the summer. But here is a quick scene. Hope you enjoy.
Construction de l'ensemble immobilier Les Rivages composé de 4 bâtiments pour 98 logements en accession à la propriété et d’une résidence services seniors de 115 logements.
Le projet se situe sur l'ancien site des Entreprises Jules Kronberg (négociant en charbon). Quelques éléments seront conservés comme la cheminée d'une hauteur de 38 mètres ainsi qu’un bâtiment situé sur le bord du boulevard Lobau.
Pays : France 🇫🇷
Région : Grand Est (Lorraine)
Département : Meurthe-et-Moselle (54)
Ville : Nancy (54000)
Quartier : Nancy Sud
Adresse : 45, boulevard Lobau
Fonction : Logements
Construction : 2021 → 2022
► Architecte : Malot & Associés
► Gros œuvre : WIG France
► PC n° 54 395 19 R0067 délivré le 11/10/2019
Niveaux : R+6
Hauteur : 25.00 m
Surface de plancher : 12 989 m²
Superficie du terrain : 5 610 m²
In a rather strange LMS style livery, Class 50 no.50017 passes Narroways Hill Junction, Bristol with a Northern Belle Special from Bath Spa to Manchester on the 22nd July 2000.
I have never gone out of my to take to pictures of 'Logs' but this came along between the Brush on 1M38 and 1M25 so I pressed the shutter. Little did I know that it would be a rare shot as this loco worked only on a few occasions on the mainline in this livery. The overgown 'siding' to the right is the Severn Beach passenger branch!
And I brought along this scrappy log cabin quilt. I think I finally found the perfect place for it. I finished this UFO last year,
Watch what happens when one painted turtle falls off and tries to get back on the log! This was at a busy nature center so ambient people sounds could not be helped. Clearly the turtles didn't get the social distancing memo!
Five friends sat on a log at the end of Talapus Lake and looked at the lake. I spoke with them as they started to leave. They said this was their first hike. They were feeling quite adventurous and proud of themselves. I hope they got bitten by the hiking bug and keep coming back for more.
Loading the largest log boat to enter the Port of Nelson, the "Ultra Tradition" This is looking into one of five holds, and then the logs are stacked a further 6m high on the deck after the hatches are closed.
Now I don't know if the boat was tied to the log in some way, but they looked pretty good in the water together. Maldon, Essex.
{Log of CT-7869, “Greeves”}
-Location Unknown, Time and Date Unknown
-Weeks passed in the Void–which is the name that Cesigam gave it–and we were training. It had been so long that our hair was starting to grow, and now Trez and I both sported thick brush cuts and Renner had shoulder-length, messy hair. It had been a long few weeks, and I was beginning to forget things from before we entered here.
For what, exactly, we didn’t know; he wanted us to become “one with the Force”, and to “learn to master it”. Renner was actually doing pretty well, as was Trez, who actually wasn’t that bad of a guy.
One of our training exercises involved fighting with lightsabers (how Cesigam managed to get those, I do not know) and we would fight in a valley with these massive white pillars and bridges, and Cesigam would be at the top. We would have to get him and force him down. What usually happened, and was happening today, was that we would all go for him; Renner and Trez would get up first, and fight him, while I would trail behind, then when I did get up Cesigam would knock me back down after a couple minutes.
Let me pause for a minute and tell you a few things. Okay.
The first thing is Cesigam’s story. He was a Jedi master, one of the most honoured ones of his day. There was a war going on, and he was sent to the planet we were fighitng on–I can’t remember the name offhand–and he felt a prescence in a cave. He went into the cave, expecting to find a Sith Warrior, and instead was sucked into some realm, the place he called the Void, where he had been for the last thousand years. In that time he had explored many places in it, and came to the conclusion that he was alone, except for some animals.
According to him, he could manipulate it, make it look like anything he wanted–he had full control over anything inside it, but he could not leave. Renner, Trez and I didn’t have that same power, possibly because the Sith never expected others to come in. Time didn’t affect Cesigam, so his hair didn’t grow past his shoulders, and he still looked young. He would help us shave off our beards, and told us that, eventually, our hair would stop growing.
The second thing is that he trained us in the Force. I was terrible, but Trez was good–which I expected–and, surprisingly, Renner was astonishing. He would, out of nowhere, leap into the air and twist around, spinning his lightsaber as if he had been a Jedi his whole life; which he might have been. I had noticed things about him; he looked slightly different from all the other clones, as if he had different DNA in him. That could also explain his ability to use the Force. He was acutally dressed in Jedi Robes like Cesigam, and not the mock ones Trez and I had.
“Everyone has it in them,” Cesigam reminded us that particular day of training. “You just need to unleash it.”
Anyways, we were fighting again on the pillars. Cesigam went up first, the signaled for us to follow. We began scrambling up, jumping from pillar to pillar. Once in awhile, I’d get lucky and find one with a bridge connecting it to another pillar, but I was still behind.
Trez made it to the top first, landing on a bridge near the place where Cesigam was. Trez stood there, while Renner leaped onto a pillar slightly below Cesigam. At this, Trez took off running, and Cesigam caught him unexpectedly and used the Force to push him back, almost knocking him off the bridge. Trez grabbed hold of the edge and dangled there. Renner jumped up behind Cesigam and swung his lightsaber; Cesigam blocked him just in time. Renner ducked down and rolled behind him, then popped up and flipped over Cesigam. Now he was just showing off.
I made it to the top and nervously activated my lightsaber. Cesigam dealt with Renner, kicking him squarely in the face and almost pushing him off. Renner jumped back onto a lower pillar to regain his bearings.
Here we go. It was just me and Cesigam. He sprinted at me, and I hit his lightsaber with mine. Behind him, I could see Trez beginning to stand up; he had climbed back onto the balcony.
Cesigam aimed a kick at me, which I blocked with my gauntlet; I had let some of my armour on, I wasn’t going to be completely unprotected. I swung back at him and he swerved out of the way, pushing me so that I fell down, down to a lower pillar. I landed on my shoulder and yelped with pain. I think it was dislocated. I looked up and saw Renner going at it again, twisting and swashbuckling and ducking. I felt a little jealousy; I had worked harder, hadn’t I? And I still couldn’t do it.
I turned on my lightsaber and jumped to one pillar, then the next. Soon I was at the top again. Cesigam had just kicked Renner off the bridge–literally–and was fighting Trez. I uneasily jumped onto the bridge and came up behind Cesigam. He turned, but it
was too late. I grabbed his shoulders and threw him off the bridge. I had defeated him.
He looked up at me from the pillar he had flawlessly landed on and grinned.
“We’ll make a Jedi out of you yet!”
END OF LOG
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