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Chapter 3: His partner having tired of the chase, the darker maned lion caught up and headed off the giraffe, which prepared to defend itself. Without making the story too long, either bravely or foolishly, the single lion attempted to take on his much larger foe with predictable results. He was kicked hard by the giraffe and could easily have been killed if the giraffe had more of a predator's instincts. The lion then moved off several yards, cutting the giraffe's escape route. Surprisingly, began to take the initiative. It would raise one long leg threateningly and take one step after another toward the lion. This went on for over half an hour as Vincent and I sat watching, rain coming and going, the outcome very much undetermined.
Unbelievable how time goes by! This picture is now almost 2 months old and was my submission for the week 22: "50 Feet From Home"
The week before a holiday is actually always predictable. You still feel like you have 1000 things to do and try to get everything done, but in the end, you are lucky if all the things you need for your holiday are well stored in the car. And so it was for me again this week. So I thought I was out of the challenge. But then this moment came on the day of departure... in the morning at half-past six! In German they say... The early bird catches the worm! I think from now on it has to be called... The early Ronny 🚀 catches the bird 😉
Inspired by... Charlie Cunningham - MiNiMUM
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en.wikipedia.org/wiki/J._C._Van_Horne_Bridge
The J. C. Van Horne Bridge is a Canadian steel through truss/steel deck truss bridge crossing the Restigouche River between Campbellton, New Brunswick, and Pointe-à-la-Croix, Quebec.
Built between June 1958 and October 1961, the bridge was opened to traffic on October 15, 1961. As an interprovincial crossing, the bridge was constructed under a three-party agreement between the governments of Canada, New Brunswick, and Quebec.
Measuring 805 m (2641.07 ft) in total length, the bridge consists of four deck-truss approach-spans joined in the middle with a cantilever-through-truss structure. The middle structure is composed of two anchor spans and one clear span over the navigational channel measuring 380 m (1246.71 ft). It carries two traffic lanes and two sidewalks.
History
Crossing the Restigouche River between Campbellton, New Brunswick, and Pointe-à-la-Croix, Quebec, had long been a bone of contention by locals in both provinces. A federally-funded interprovincial ferry service between the two communities had proven adequate until the 1950s, when vehicle traffic began to grow at much higher rate than had been forecast.
By the late 1950s, the local New Brunswick PC Member of Parliament, J.C. Van Horne, made the case for a bridge and invited representatives from the federal and provincial governments to witness a "typical weekend" lineup at the ferry. Van Horne had chosen the St. John's weekend (on or around July 26) in which the lineups would be predictably long on both sides. The government representatives were convinced of the need for a bridge to replace the ferry service and acceded to Van Horne's wishes. The bridge was later named in his honour.
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Dear Flickr friends, this morning I had probably the worst experience since we adopted Harbie almost a year ago - some abuse from a woman just at the corner of our street. We had just set off for our morning dog walk and we came headfirst into a dog that I think lives a couple of doors away round the pub on the corner. Predictably, Harbie barked loudly at the dog - there was no way of avoiding it - and the owner was shouting at me. At first I thought she was being kind, but we turned round to get away from the situation as I couldn't hear her over the noise. After a moment I stopped as she was still shouting and I wanted to try and hear her. I think I heard the words "seen you before"/"report your dog" as she walked away! Despite Harbie's reactivity I've never had any harsh words from anyone in the year I've had him, so this was a bit of a shock! If only she knew how difficult it is to walk a reactive dog and how hard we've been working on it. Every day is different but with treats and avoidance Harbie is making gradual improvements when we're out (It's only dogs he barks at - he likes people and children). Even when we had a difficult experience at the vet's before Christmas, the vet didn't think he was aggressive, just anxious and over excited. But because he barks when I'm in close proximity to another dog I never get the chance to explain anything to other owners.
This has really dented my confidence, which is already low! It's very hard to avoid walking past the house I think the woman lives in and Harbie has more days when he doesn't bark than when he does, but I have come across the woman and the dog before, so she's probably only ever seen him barking. I can't not walk him, tempting as it is, cos he whines to go out and he enjoys his walks. Could she report us? I really feel at the end of my tether today! (I use a yellow lead with the word "nervous" on, so it's hard to know what else to do. If only she knew how lucky she was to have a dog that doesn't react!). Maybe it's amazing that we've had him this long and it's the first time someone's had a go at me for 'not being able to handle him'.
The only thing I can add is although I have had a very unpleasant encounter this morning, I put this info on a group I'm in on Facebook (so it's not all bad) and have had loads of kind, supportive comments back.
Don't you find so many landscape photos are just .....boring? How long do you spend looking at them, undeniably pretty but, well.......uninteresting? Where is the life, where is the story? Irrespective of the inevitable orangy sunrise or sunset monopolising the picture, they are pretty but predictable with a horizon, sky above, land below and too often devoid of creatures or structures. Just hills, mountains, fields, green, brown and grey. The story is? They say, If a picture paints a thousand words......, well, what the f--k are they? Flickr is full of pictures. How many fit in the landscape bracket? Too many. I want to see something different, something to amuse, interest, inform, educate, enjoy, remember.
With that in mind, here is a picture of an old stove...or range. In a lighthouse. Rusty and cold. No horizon. No people. But one can imagine the stories it heard from those around it as the oil lamp flickered in the draught from the gale battering at the window.......in the back o'beyond
Even to behold Christ is not life-giving, unless it is supplemented by something further. And this ‘something further’ is explained in the curious passage where Moses is described as seeing the ‘back parts’ of God. Here too, Gregory’s exegesis is unusual. Moses is set ‘upon the rock’ to see God passing by, and the rock is, predictably, Christ; but, we are told, Moses sees God’s back because he is following God, borne up upon his shoulders (407AC). He sees all around God’s ‘glory’, called by various names in Scripture –the Kingdom of Heaven, the New Jerusalem, and so forth, and this seems to mean something like the diffused sense of God’s presence, or of God’s directing hand. But what lies ahead is God’s back, the figure of the Lord leading us further and further out of self into his own country and his own life. It is a striking picture, perhaps not least because of its New Testament resonances: ‘And they were on the road, going up to Jerusalem, and Jesus was walking ahead of them; and they were amazed, and those who followed were afraid’ (Mark 10.32).
--The Wound of Knowledge The Wound of Knowledge Christian Spirituality from the New Testament to St John of the Cross, ROWAN WILLIAMS
Today we got an interesting e-mail reminding us that October 15 is All Buffleheads Day. Here is some interesting facts about one of Canada's smallest ducks (380 g) gathered and shared by FOSH (Friends of Shoal Harbour) and Sidney, BC, biologist and Bufflehead expert Kerry J. Finley.
All Buffleheads Day, the 297th day of the solar year (typically October 15th) is a constant based on 23 years of observation in Shoal Harbour Migratory Sanctuary, in Sidney BC on southeastern Vancouver Island in the Salish Sea.
The variation around All Buffleheads Day (ABD) is very small (+/- 4.14 days based on 23 years of constant observation). This precision is a world record in timing; but, more importantly, the variation is nonrandom and predictable.
All Buffleheads Day is a national event because All Buffleheads migrate synchronously from coast to coast. It is an international, circumpolar phenomenon because weather and climate have no boundaries, and it’s universal because planetary waves are universal.
So, I've made it to Day 7 of the October challenge. OK, I know, it's still early days.
I found this old wooden block in a musty-smelling shop filled with curios while on holiday in Wales a couple of years ago. It appealed to me because it's got a sloping top, which means it was probably home made. Perhaps a dad making a toy for a child? Anyway, here it is with, predictably, 7 little crab apples. :)
Taken with Lensbaby Velvet 56 and given a hint of filter.
Continuing exploration of enlarging lenses. El-Nikkor 50mm f2.8 has few advantages. It is fast (for EL), easy to adapt (39mm thread mount), htere is hufeamount produced so it is cheap and it is easy to fing good one. It is sharp, very sharp, gives nice flat field, predictable Nikon colours.
But somehow I am missing something. Surprise maybe.
I have quite a few photographs of this Mill in my photostream firstly because it's so photogenic and secondly they do a mean sausage sandwich and Latte combo - to the uninitiated or if your from the North, that's a milky coffee, you tend to find them in Starbucks and other plastic places - but here in the old courtyard cafe...........magical!!
Also to mark the occasion I thought I'd try something different or new, well it is to me. This texture is not by my usual suspects it's from Pareeerica.
We wouldn't want to become predictable now would we.................
Old Faithful is a cone geyser in Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming, United States. It was named in 1870 during the Washburn–Langford–Doane Expedition and was the first geyser in the park to be named. It is a highly predictable geothermal feature and has erupted every 44 minutes to two hours since 2000.
Yellostone National Park Wyoming USA
“HEARTWORK
Each day is born with a sunrise
and ends in a sunset, the same way we
open our eyes to see the light,
and close them to hear the dark.
You have no control over
how your story begins or ends.
But by now, you should know that
all things have an ending.
Every spark returns to darkness.
Every sound returns to silence.
And every flower returns to sleep
with the earth.
The journey of the sun
and moon is predictable.
But yours,
is your ultimate
ART.”
― Suzy Kassem
We have had some cold weather but I don't think the ice is ready for walking on, luckily they didn't fall through
Our Daily Challenge - Predictable vs Unpredictable
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Vermont Trackage Rights train WJDA crosses the Sugar River an NH Route 12. The train which was on a predictable schedule for a few months is now a hit or miss. Photo taken Claremont, NH May 31, 2024
The sun starts to get too far north in late February to light Horsetail Fall through sunset. That's not entirely a bad thing, as the light almost entirely leaves the rock, leaving the brilliantly-lit water as a stream of light, hovering close to the rock face.
With particularly warm weather, the show of light on Horsetail Fall was far better on this night than on either of the two prior nights, which were supposedly more "peak" nights in someone's estimation. Nice of them to redirect crowds away from the actual peak nights, which are far more weather-driven than predictable by sun and rock geometry.
Written and posted about 01:00 hours, my time.
Some minutes ago I took Adriano, our 7 year-old Australian Terrier, for his last night walk. I had had a "heck" of a day: imagine our brand new living room: ...a pool flowing and blowing like Geisers!...What was worse, and predictable..., our down-stairs neighbour's roof: pouring... ok -so continuing with my story around the corner of a live fence just around the block I find this lovely rose just sticking out...waiting for me! It is a lovely pink rose, long-stemmed...
Now tell me...these wonderful magic only happens during February nights????
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Hace unos minutos lleve a Adriano, nuestro Australian-Terrier de 7 anos, a caminar...tuve un dia terrible...de pronto la pared del living se puso mas humeda, el agua salia cual Geisers de los zocalos...y la vecina del piso abajo se quejaba de una lluvia torrencial...imaginense el resto del dia...
como decia, saco a Adriano hace un rato y al dar la vuelta a la esquina, en el cerco vivo, ahi sobresaliendo parada oronda cuan larga era su tallo (enorme) y en toda su rosada belleza, me esperaba esta linda rosa.
Cuentenme...esta linda magia solo sucede en las noches de Febrero?
One major and predictable yet unexpected consequence of the Covid-19 pandemic and the economic upheavals that ensued was a complete interruption of schedules that could be felt all the way down the line. It simply effected everything, even shortline railroading. The Illinois Railway, a operating predominantly as sand-only on its Ottawa-Eola, IL line, did not escape unscathed. It's usually a night operation, running between Wedron and Eola and back in the overnight hours. But for a period of at least 2 months in the winter of 2021, they ran more daylight runs than night runs.
So when I stopped in downtown Yorkville, IL on a lunch break one February day at the beginning of the cold snap to observe the bald eagles fishing below the damn, I was caught unaware of this when this westbound train came through shortly before 2pm. On point were a couple of borrowed BNSF units, and bringing up the rear were two of their four all-blue HLCX SD40-2's.
In the still of the night, beneath a silver-draped canopy, the Snow Witch glided through the frostbitten woods. Her pale robes shimmered like icicles, blending with the snow. In her outstretched hand, an astro globe spun, its light casting dancing constellations on the frozen ground. The globe hummed softly, responding to her whispers.
Winter had grown stagnant, its frost too predictable, its storms too tame. She halted, her piercing gaze surveying the world. With a flick of her wrist, the globe quickened, stars within swirling like a cosmic blizzard. A gust of wind rippled through the trees, shaking loose hoarfrost that fell like glittering rain.
"Let them feel winter’s fury," she murmured, her voice like cracking ice.
Well, the bluebells have appeared early in the woods near our house. I nipped out last night as the sun was going down and took a few shots.
There are quite few nice wooded areas with bluebells locally, but most of the woods have lots of fallen trees and branches littering the floor as a consequence of the succession of winter storms in the last couple of years.
I think the weather worldwide has become less predictable and the cycle of defined seasons seems to be blurred these days.
Now scrapped, which was pretty predictable.
Final MOT expired December 2020.
Supplied by Belmont Garage Hyundai.
This is a female from a "Northern Resident" pod photographed off the north-east coast of Vancouver Island. In Canada and the US the term "Resident" means that the Orcas are fish-eating and tend to stay in predictable areas, where their fish prey can be found. This distinguishes them from the seal and dolphin-eating Orcas that range over a large area in search of prey. In autumn the "Northern Resident" Orcas can usually be found in Clayoquot Sound as this is where five species of Pacific salmon gather awaiting the autumn rains that will enable them to migrate to spawning grounds upriver. Usually when an Orca surfaces to breathe you only see the black topside and a bit of the white face-patch, but this one was so energetic I could see the white underside too.
my posting for the 12:12 Project's mid-October theme of "mirror"
(i was originally planning some mountains-reflected-in-water image, but decided that was too predictable, coming from me!)
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Because playful should never mean predictable.
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This ruffle-trimmed marvel gives the illusion of sweet and shy… until you notice the razor-sharp cut, sheer ambition, and dangerously high hemline. Inspired by the daring baby doll cuts of the 1960s mod scene—think Brigitte Bardot on a Tokyo runway—and infused with modern K-pop princess energy, Kiko is all about commanding attention while looking like you just floated down from a cotton candy dream.
The top plunges deep with a soft ruffle framing every curve, while the micro-skirt flirtatiously teases at every step. Sheer puff sleeves add a whisper of innocence, counterbalanced by the slick thigh-high boots that scream “watch me.”
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The planet Saturn imaged during the Sunday evening (19th September). The planet was only at 15° altitude and approaching the roofline so seeing conditions were predictably poor.
The planet's image was very unsteady - squirming all over the place making manual focusing difficult but I decided to persevere!
This image is the result of a total of 12x1min RGB runs stacked using Autostakkert3, processed using Registax 6 and derotated using Winjupos.
Given the poor altitude and difficult atmospheric conditions I am quite pleased with how it turned out.
The shadow of Saturn's globe on the ring system is very pronounced given that the planet is now well passed opposition.
Imaged with a Celestron C11 SCT, ZWO 224MC camera with ADC and an Explore Scientific focal extender.
As always many thanks for looking!
Great Fountain Geyser is a very interesting feature and one of the geysers in Yellowstone that erupts with some level of predictability, about every 12 hours, give or take two hours. Eruptions last about 10 to 20 minutes and reach heights of 200 feet, so it's a real good show in the day time. When I arrived, the sign indicated it should erupt some time in the middle of the night, and given you can't light the area, you can't see the eruption. But the camera can, so I set up anyway. Since eruptions can last 10 minutes, I thought I would experiment with a long exposure, and run it so long as the geyser was erupting, which resulted in a ten minute exposure. The result is what you see here. You see the geyser spout but not the full height as it dissipates over the exposure time. The geyser runoff creates a silky sheen over the pools surrounding the geyser. With the moon just rising and out of the frame, it created some nice colors in the clouds, and there of course the star trails. The bright one on the lower left might be a planet, but I'm not sure. Overall, I think this came out pretty good for an experiment. Hope you like it. Yellowstone National Park, Wyoming, USA, July 2017
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This image consists of two different orientations of the beautiful ringed gas giant planet, Saturn.
Imaged during the evening of Wednesday last, the 31st August.
The planet was only at 15° altitude from here and close to rooftops. Seeing was, therefore, predictably rather poor. The planet presently resides in Capricorn.
Nevertheless I was happy to get some nice pastel images of this beautiful system, showing some banding on the globe. Saturn's bands are considerably more subtle than those of Jupiter.
I, like many others in this part of the world, are looking forward to the coming years which will see Saturn better placed in our skies. Beginning its slow climb as viewed from our latitude.
Imaged with a Celestron C11, ZWO 290MM camera and Baader coloured filters. I also used my venerable TAL barlow lens that I've had for many years.
I didn't have a lot of time on Friday and wasn't initially planning to even go out but it was a cold clear morning and just absolutely perfect. Since that is my kind of weather I decided to just do something easy and predictable that wasn't the B&A for a change and went for a little morning Springfield Line action. You really can't beat this considering I shot four different trains from three different railroads all in the span of under an hour in perfect light. When you don't have much time, you can't get much better bang for your buck than a morning here.
For train numbers three and four it was back to the bridge for two more northbounds virtually back to back. The second of the pair was the main target of the morning as Connecticut Southern train CSO4 showed up with a healthy train of mixed freight headed from Hartford to West Springfield including this nice big cut of boxcars on the headin. A pair of B39-8Es lead the train in the form of orange repainted CSOR 3901 and CSOR 8530 still in its as delivered LMX gray paint and number dating from it Nov. 1987 build date by GE.
They are on Amtrak's Springfield Line main near MP 50 crossing the Connecticut River on the Warehouse Point Bridge crossing from the town of Windsor Locks into Enfield. The 1470 ft long double track bridge (though only one track is in service) dates from 1903 when the circa 1866 iron bridge was rebuilt by the New Haven Railroad, but even that structure was the second one on the site replacing a wooden Howe truss that first crossed here in 1843 by NH predecessor Hartford and Springfield Railroad.
Enfield, Connecticut
Friday March 11, 2022
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Another shot from a visit to Porthcothan last year. I've previously posted a very similar photo. So similar in-fact, that I'm not sure why I bothered editing both. But I did... so here it is!...
A mid-tide swamps the bases of Porthcothan's rocky stumps. I often like to be at the water's edge - so I nipped in and out between waves to take my shots.
Porthcothan beach is unfamiliar to me. As the incoming tide crept up the beach I noticed that I began to get cut-off from the main beach. So, before carrying on, I made sure that I had another exit. You must always be wary of the tide. Also, be wary of waves - which are less predictable. I'm mentioning this as I've heard news reports of people dying at the Cornish coast last year in separate incidents. Be safe!
This photo was taken as a wave retreated - creating streaks of water winding back out to sea. I took care to position the camera in such a way to create separation between the rocks and the headland beyond for a cleaner image.
Canon 6D MkII | 24-105mm lens at 24mm | ƒ/18 | 1.3 sec | ISO 100 | Tripod | Soft grad ND filter | Taken 18-11-2020 at Porthcothan
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Wetlands, Winter Sunset Sky. © Copyright 2021 G Dan Mitchell – all rights reserved.
Clouds from an approaching winter weather system above Central Valley wetlands at sunset.
Who can resist a winter sunset sky, a reflecting pond, a few bits of vegetation, and distant mountains? I know I cannot. Recently I have written about sunsets several times — once to describe one that surprised me at the end of a rather gray day and another that, well, stayed gray. On both of those occasions I had little idea about how the sunset would turn out, but I stuck around just to see what, if anything, might develop. This time the event was almost predictable. The front edges of a Pacific weather front was approaching, and the line of clouds had been visible for a couple of hours. I almost hate to admit it, but I showed up in this spot only above five minutes before sunset.
In addition to their colorful attractions, sunsets like this one speak to Californians in an additional way right now. It has been (again!) a very dry start to our wet season, and after too many recent drought years we are getting a bad feeling about this winter. So these clouds, signaling something other than more “perfect” blue sky weather, are exciting in their promise of the potential for rain.
G Dan Mitchell is a California photographer and visual opportunist. His book, “California’s Fall Color: A Photographer’s Guide to Autumn in the Sierra” is available from Heyday Books, Amazon, and directly from G Dan Mitchell.
Allegheny Valley Railroad train AVR-1 has a sizable cut of manifest traffic bound for the B&P interchange as it stretches over the 33rd St trestle in Lawrenceville, PA during the last few minutes of light. While the 1800 call time of the train is predictable, the time they leave Glenwood Yard is not. Varying between 1700 - 2200, sometimes it is just luck that the train will cross the Allegheny in this golden light.
Old Faithful is a cone geyser in Yellowstone National Park. It was named in 1870 during the Washburn–Langford–Doane Expedition and was the first geyser in the park to be named. It is a highly predictable geothermal feature and has erupted every 44 minutes to two hours since 2000. -wikipedia. Yellowstone NP Wyoming U.S.A.
In fall and winter, Mallards everywhere stick to a predictable daily routine. They forage at night, flying from one patch of wetland habitat to another—a roadside ditch, a swampy spot at the edge of a cornfield, the shore of a lake—in search of seeds, stems, and roots In the UK, mallards may be resident breeders or migrants - many of the birds that breed in Iceland and northern Europe spend the winter here.
Several years ago, on a dreary day of dull, dull light, I tried to salvage an outing on the drive home. Cows were beside the road and on the road. On impulse, I hand held my camera with a wide angle lens and slow shutter while driving slowly, just holding the camera at arm's length through the open window and shooting bursts. Most shots, predictably, were throwaways. But I like this one.
Black Angus is the preferred breed here among ranchers, and most are all black, but a small percentage of them have white markings, which made this shot viable. I have all the conventional images of cows that I'll ever need, so why not try something different?
Tomorrow: one more cow shot. Also different.
Photographed on the access road to Grasslands National Park, Saskatchewan (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission ©2016 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
I found this magical spot several years ago whilst checking out good vantage points for the Ben. Not just a delectable place, you're also guaranteed absolute solitude up here on an otherwise nondescript, obscure, low ridge. I reckon you could pitch a tent & not see another soul for maybe weeks.
I had enough energy yesterday to continue over Cruinn a' Bheinn & - yes - join the masses on Ben Lomond itself. The summit was predictably busy with dozens arriving by the minute. With more than a hint of smugness, I left the airy summit ridge & descended by the utterly deserted, spectacular north-east ridge above Coire a' Bhàthaich. I had a wee chuckle at the thought that I was probably the only soul traversing the Ben this way amongst the hundreds visiting the top.
black carpet.
l'individuo equilibrato è un pazzo.
Charles Bukowski, Taccuino di un vecchio sporcaccione.
♬♪♩ (get the balance right) ♭♫♪
You think you've got a hold of it all
You haven't got a hold at all
When you reach the top, get ready to drop
Prepare yourself for the fall, you're gonna fall
It's almost predictable
Sunrise finds its way deep into a bank of cloud and puts on a spectacular light show over the eastern horizon near Louisville, Colorado.
Because I am foolishly enamored of the setting full moon at sunrise, I dutifully trekked to the top of a ridge not far from home in what has become something of an irregular ritual. Watching the moon play hide-and-seek with the sunrise-tinted clouds as it quickly descends toward the horizon is a beautiful celestial dance to behold, at least for me. However, it is not a predictable phenomenon, as too much cloud can shroud the light and create an altogether different, muted experience. Or the clouds can simply opt to save themselves for another day.
On this particular morning the clouds hid the moon in a lantern-like veil during the blue hour and then blotted it out completely as it sank toward the Divide. The rising sun, on the other hand, worked its magic unpredictably in many directions. Shortly after the eastern sky blazed in anticipation, the sun moved through the layers of cloud and sent rays toward a gap on the western horizon where the wilderness peaks along the Continental Divide caught the full brunt for a brief moment before going dull. My mutt companion appeared unmoved, and looked quizzically in my direction from time to time for any hint of snacks.
After a few consecutive visits of Lapland, Sweden it became clear throughout the spring 2021 that we are about to change the destination - from all the options we considered, Iceland finally came out as the clear winner thanks to its predictable covid-related entrance policy and its high adventure potential which the country keeps steadily.
With a few pals in our group who have never been to Iceland, it was obvious we have to choose a destination which will show off the land of fire and ice at its very best.
Having that in mind, it was then pretty straightforward to plan the trail across the Fjallabak nature reserve (colourful rhyolite hills) and the adjacent Vatnajökull national park (Mars-like landscape of black sand and green moss).
We planned the journey from Landmannahellir to Langisjór, with the aim to show all the highlights and stunning beauty of the nature reserve/national park yet to keep the wandering off the beaten path i.e. to avoid overcrowded areas and points of interests of organised tourist groups.
Perhaps a predictable arrangement here, from a day that, despite possessing overwhelming qualities, actually required increased thought levels in order to effectively convey its attributes (for me, at least).
December's run of remarkable inversions is fast turning out to be the highlight of a quite abysmal winter.
Recent snowfalls associated with passing, stormy cold fronts have been quickly followed by rapid thaws, almost wiping out any accumulations. Dreary, claggy spells have also plagued the Southern Highlands where 'windows' of intervening bright, settled conditions might have been expected.
A few punishingly expensive winter gear additions, acquired late last year, have yet to be 'christened' in an appropriate winter environment!
Possibly the easiest dragonfly to photograph in flight because of the males' predictable patrol routes and the large amount of time spent in the hover.
This was one of three patrolling in front of the WWF hide at London Wetland Centre.
This was taken at a little pond not far from where I live. I went to the pond to try and find some frogs to photograph but predictably I found none! 😂
Taken with my latest lens addition, a vintage Tair 11A (135mm f/2.8), a lens that I have to admit I am most impressed with. It is a delight to shoot wide open because of the way it throws the background out of focus but in this photo, with the aperture stopped down to perhaps f/5.6 or f/8, it produces wonderful colours and more than acceptable sharpness for a 40 year old manual lens. It has a very long minimum focussing distance, something like a meter, so shooting with extension tubes is a must for true close up photography like this but it is also a joy to use without extension tubes.
With particularly warm weather, the show of light on Horsetail Fall was far better on this night than on either of the two prior nights, which were supposedly more "peak" nights in someone's estimation. Nice of them to redirect crowds away from the actual peak nights, which are far more weather-driven than predictable by sun and rock geometry.
The sun starts to get too far north in late February to light Horsetail Fall through sunset. That's not entirely a bad thing, as the light almost entirely leaves the rock, leaving the brilliantly-lit water as a stream of light, hovering close to the rock face.
Old Faithful is a cone geyser in Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming, United States. It was named in 1870 during the Washburn–Langford–Doane Expedition and was the first geyser in the park to be named. It is a highly predictable geothermal feature and has erupted every 44 minutes to two hours since 2000, Take note of the cone shape of the geyser which is better seen from this angle than when taken from the inn/hotel.
Sunday 6 predictable T-showers in the Florida Keys. From my dock looking West
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Back in 2016 this scene of NMWA traversing the trackage between Northern Maine Junction and Waterville was a daily thing. Rusty old searchlights running off ancient codeline, trios of GP40s for power every day, and most importantly, a predictable schedule. Fast forward to 2019, and the searchlights are gone, the codeline quickly fell into disrepair, and even the GP40s are getting rare on Pan Am.
On this particular September afternoon, NMWA is splitting the searchlights at CPF-93, or as the Maine Central once called it, CP Farnham Brook. Leased GMTX GP40 3109 is leading a blue 500, and GP40 347 with about fifty cars. Both the 3109 and 347 are off the property now, with the 3109 being sent back, and the 347 traded to GMTX.