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The folklore of using wild persimmon seeds (from the native American persimmon tree, Diospyros virginiana) to predict winter weather is a longstanding tradition in the United States, particularly in the South, Midwest, and Ozarks regions. It's often described as an "old wives' tale" or nature-based prognostication, similar to reading woolly bear caterpillars or squirrel nest heights. Of course, they were never considered as accurate as the famed Farmers' Almanac.
Here’s the traditional meaning of each shape found inside a wild persimmon seed:
Spoon (or shovel):
Predicts a cold, snowy winter with lots of heavy, wet snow that you’ll have to “scoop” or shovel.
Fork
Predicts a mild winter with little snow, light powdery snow, or generally dry conditions.
Knife
Predicts a bitterly cold, harsh winter with piercing winds that “cut like a knife,” often icy but not necessarily snowy.
They never turn out exactly how you want or predict.....but....they become something. Close to home....January sunshine.
So I sat here at this lookout point, overlooking the meadows. And then I thought to myself, hey, these haybales in the distance will be in full glory once the sun sets a bit more and sinks lower than the clouds. And it happened just as predicted (continues tomorrow) - nice, isn't it?
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“The best way to predict the future is to create it. ”
– Peter Drucker, Management Consultant and Author
Top temperature predicted this week by the kind folks at the Bureau of Meteorology (BOM or as we used to call it, the Weather Bureau - why a Bureau though?) is a humid 35C. Sounds like no-one has told them it's now Autumn! Putting that aside, we were down the back alleys of Fortitude Valley in Brisbane and I noted these old commercial buildings (read shops and maybe Bubbles Bath House - whatever that could be!!!!) with four old brick chimneys. Well, they are old and back then of course before Global Warming it seemed to get colder for sure in winter. Chimneys are not rare in Brisbane at all on older buildings but I do wonder even then how many times they were lit up.
Thanks to everyone for your kind enquires about my hearts progress this last week, that support is greatly appreciated. After all the tests, they have confirmed that my heart has deteriorated in terms of its pumping capacity since my last echo sound three years back. Well, that's the heart failure for you I guess. It's kind of relentless. One happy note amongst a sea of bad (my blood pressure is also very low too which goes with the above)...when I started my cardio vascular journey as a 34 year old it was high enough 240/150 to blow my head off and get rushed immediately to hospital. My doctor at the time thought his blood pressure machine (it has a name but I can't spell it) was broken and took three readings on two machines. I have battled high BP since and it's an unpleasant change really to swim to the other end of the pool as low BP is harder to treat.
Anyway, the happy note was that I also had a four hour stress test on my heart, that test is a chemical one (walking on a treadmill uphill would kill me) so they do CT's before and after filling you with chemicals that mimic stressing your heart and radio active tracers that allow them to see your heart arteries and muscle - the upshot of which was 13 years after my quadruple by-pass, the arteries are at least still good, despite all those chocolates that our neighbour gave us at Christmas etc etc etc!
So now I am on new drugs for me and new drugs on the market that hopefully will strengthen my heart a bit without lowering my BP further. It's kind of a Catch 22 and complicated journey. I know that many of you have your own to make and of great challenge...getting old isn't all line dancing and orchid growing! Have a happy weekend everyone. And thanks again.
Rain is predicted for the next few days, and after a few sprinkles, you might have thought the clouds would wimp out, but they engaged in a remarkable display of a game of "hide the Sun".
Cloud cover over the Sun is not new to the Pacific Ocean, but the layers of clouds made the scene rather melodramatic!
The weather forecast predicted heavy snowfall. The temperature was about -15C. The relentless wind out of the south-east had a familiar bite.
This female Snowy Owl is big and she is beautiful. After having been on foot for more than 90 minutes to reach this area I had decided to change locations because the wildlife activity was quiet. There was a couple more areas I wanted to explore. Not more than 30 seconds later I looked to my right and saw something white, at a distance.
I raised my camera and took a look and there she was. She had seen me but due to the distance between us she remained unconcerned. I took a few shots and moved closer. Every 50 feet I would take a series of shots as I made my approach. She remained relaxed and I'm certain that the weather conditions made her feel right at home.
She may have felt comfortable in this deep freeze but my fingers were so cold that they were starting to not function. Yes, I have to wear better gloves and I remembered I had a long walk ahead of me to get out of here, so I decided to start my exit. I would also be losing light soon and the decision to leave was an easy one.
The weather was predicted to be overcast and rainy this morning ...so l wasn't expecting to get any sunrise photos ....but while l was drinking my coffee and listening to all the bad news about the world on tv ...l happend to notice some color through the window in the eastern sky ....so l grabbed my camera and went outside and got a few shots ....
It was a strange sky, because there was actually a fine drizzle of rain falling ...and the colors faded to a dull gray just a few minutes after these pics .......and the sunrise itself was gray and colorless ...
Thanks for the visit ...wishing you a nice week :-)
This is from my early year trip to the desert east of San Diego. The winds were 20 mph plus that day which made it a rough outing. Little did I know at that time that this was a sign of things to come. This year has been my toughest yet in finding butterflies, primarily due to a staggering 4 year drought. A El-Nino is being predicted for this winter. I'll believe it when I see it but also welcome the rain. If the rain comes in good numbers, 2016 could be an amazing year for nature photography here in Southern California. Plum Canyon, Anza-Borrego Desert State Park, San Diego County, CA.
I was on a hike in the Alps with our dog Giorgio. The weather forecast predicted it would be a sunny day! But the God of the weather had other plans. His humor is more complex. It’s much funnier to have fog, followed by a pinch of strong wind and a few hours of snowstorm. I think it was an experiment to test how long it will take until I’m going crazy (lol), because suddenly all the three components were there! We were still high up on the mountain and had to hurry to reach our home. From a distance I saw a house like the one on my photo! Such houses are only used in summer for the cows. In winter they are empty!
Do you know those movies where a small group of teenagers find a small little house in a place in the wilderness only to die one after the other? Well, it was too late for us to descent the mountain, so we went to this little house to seek shelter from the storm.
And then we stood in front of the door. The house was made of wood and was very very old. The wind was getting stronger and stronger and the wooden beams rattled! Should we really enter this house? I heard the wind whispering to me: „Get in there my little boy, please go inside the house!“. The trees behind me began to bend over because the wind was getting stronger and the sky changed to a mystical dark. Oh boy, if a witch is in the house there, I will die :-)
I stood closer to the door and listened. What was in there? I heard something! I tried to open the door. Very good, it was open he he he! But honestly, I did not wanted to enter this place! And again I heard the wind that whispered to me with a raspy voice: „Come in my boy, here it is warm and beautiful, come in!“. I slowly opened the door and Giorgio began to growl. The door squeaked and in front of me I saw only darkness. And again that scary whisper: „Come in and bring me luck“ … for a felt eternity it was very quiet except for Giorgio who was still growling … and suddenly a raven flew over our heads into the open! Ahhhhhh … I swore vilely in six different languages! What a fright!!!! My heart has fallen down into my shoes, and since then I try to get it back again (lol). I think I am aged about 20 years ha ha ha!
Well, we were about 30 minutes in this cottage. And then after this time the sun came out! This day was one of the sunniest days of my vacation :-)
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Saturday, September 1st kicked off 2018 Labor Day weekend. With most of Northern Illinois starting to show signs of extreme drought from nearly two months of little-to-no rain and high temps, the promise of rain and cooler temps in the forecast was a welcome relief. Labor Day weekend usually features the first of the very rare night operations at Illinois Railway Museum, one of only two such opportunities throughout the year. The rain was predicted to begin at approximately 930pm, just as night ops were to finish for the night. So, a full day at IRM ensued, and everything went as predicted. Almost.
The storms began to develop about 7pm, and initially were hit or miss. But once the system got going, it ended up being STRONGER than predicted. They fed off the hot, humid, stagnant air, producing prodigious amounts of embedded cloud-to-cloud lightning. The front that had just days before plagued Central Wisconsin and caused extreme flooding in La Crosse and Madison also moved south and fed the storms. By morning, IRM and vicinity had received over 8" of rain, which caused flooding on the tracks and the temporary closure of the museum the next day.
But this was just the beginning. On September 2nd, IRM saw an additional 5" of rain, and by Labor Day September 3rd, an additional 3" of rain fell. This time, the museum had to close for the next couple of days because the trackage was entirely flooded. But it kept raining! By the end of the week, the area saw close to 21" of rain. Needless to say, by Showcase Weekend two weeks later, it was a mosquito haven.
With the first round of storms nearly upon the museum, IRM's iconic 100-year-old steam star, Frisco 1630, fires up for her final trip of the night. Not even a minute after 1630 left, the heavens opened up with a total deluge, forcing those of us hanging around until the bitter end to seek shelter in the nearest barns. Those who did not jump from barn to barn remained trapped for the next 20-30 minutes until the rain let up enough that we could all make our ways to the parking lot.
An older picture from Virginia. Sunny in Missouri today but far from Spring. And the groundhog's shadow predicted 6 more weeks of winter :( - Have always wondered how much the poor groundhog has to hate humans for keeping this absurd habit of waking him up just to check if there's a shadow - So, let's instead celebrate Imbolc, same day, same stuff: offering hopes for a soon-to-come Spring.
The weather forecast predicted rain, rain and more rain for the weekend, so when I noticed a brief break in the clouds early this morning, I grabbed my camera and drove off in search of a composition or two... I didn't find much...
I processed this in B&W just to be different... :)
Nikon D300, Sigma 18-200mm at 80mm, aperture of f11, with a 1/250 second exposure.
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Sunset predicting a sunny but very hot day. This is the setting sun from last night as seen through the train trestle in Perryville.
(the quote is Longfellow) ☺
They were predicting 2 feet, I think we got 4 inches. Either way, we decided it would be way more fun to venture out and shoot photos instead of sitting around on our asses looking at the snow out the window.
Lighting- Phottix Mitros+ form behind, probably 1/32nd power. The umbrella she's holding is a wescot reflective, so, the single flash is acting as the backlight and the key light. Fired with a Phottix odin on a Canon 6D with a sigma 35 Art
On Friday I dropped by a local park after work and spotted an immature Red-tailed Hawk sitting on a nest box on a pole and scanning the ground below for a potential prey. I took my position slightly below on a slope, away from it and waited. Then the bird dove down and I started tracking it. Soon it disappeared from view and I took my finger off the shutter.
Later when I looked at the photos on my computer I realized that I took seven extra frames after the bird disappeared from view. To illustrate the point I created this short video after stitching the frames together and introducing slight delay between frames. At 20 frames per second on Z9 that 7 frames amount to close to 300 ms - it took me that long to stop taking photos after the bird disappeared behind the slope. Some may call it reaction time. After the light hit the retina, it took about 30 ms to reach my brain which then took another 120ms to process before the command was sent to my finger to stop taking photos. But this also means we are always living in the past, I only 'saw' the bird disappearing 150 ms after it actually happened. Interesting dilemma.
So, how does a catcher catch a ball that is moving fast? By the time the catcher 'sees' the ball it has already gone past him in reality. A successful catch is still possible because brain extrapolates and predicts where the ball will be before eyes see it. Take a close look at the frames after the bird disappeared. One could see that I was still tracking downward (ground moved upward) because the brain predicted where the bird would be and my hands simply followed it. Fascinating, isn't it?
I also wondered if 300 ms reaction time in the field is good. So I took a test on my computer with color changing circle and my average reaction time came out to be 261 ms., a very respectable number compared to the average of 248 ms found in a group of 18-20 year old medical students. It's raining outside and I am stuck indoor, so I decided to write this up and created this benchmark to measure against as I grow old. And now go measure yours, see where you stand.
By the way, I could've set an alternate title as 'We are always living in the past'. I took the ideas from an article that I just read (theconversation.com/what-youre-seeing-right-now-is-the-pa...)
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Some believe the Woolly Bear Caterpillar can predict whether or not we'll have a mild/severe Winter. The bigger the orange band the milder the winter. If it's true I think winter is going to be a little more severe, though they're predicting a milder winter for us up here in the Finger Lakes.
It's been a strange but nice Saturday. The weather forecast had predicted a cloudy day, with possible rainstorms in the afternoon. Nothing strange, it was the trend of the entire week. My summer vacation were going to end, and It was my last chance for a serious hike. I left the house at 6 AM and I started to hike on the trail that leads into Otro valley. Cloudy sky, but the clouds were high and it was windy. I did not know where I wanted to go. In the end, following a tradition of the last five years, I thought I had to reach Zube pass, despite the elevation gain, almost 1.800m (5,900ft), and the lack of a serious training. I had been at Zube at the end of every summer since my child was born. On the top of the pass there is a small chapel of the Virgin, dedicated to the protection of families all over the world. I am not a religious person, but that small chapel, in that place, always had a sort of mystic call for me. If the weather was bad, moreover, I had already taken so many shots up there, in the previous years, that I would not have cried for the missed photographic opportunity.
Thick clouds started to roll in at 8.30 AM, but they created an effect that was similar to thermal inversion, that is much more common during fall and winter. At an elevation of 2.400m (7,870ft ) the clouds were below my feet, and the summits of the high mountain were all there, clearly visible.
I reached Zube pass, 2.876m (9,436ft), at 9.30AM. Three hours and an half, not that bad at all. I was there, and I was alone, with a breath taking view. Despite the fact that you can use two cable lifts to shorten the trail (but starting from other valleys), and in the good season many people hike to the pass, I was the first one to reach the summit.
I have many shots with the most spectacular summits of Valsesia (and I will post many of them in a time to come), but I choose this one because it reminds me of how long the trail is.
I stood up there for an hour, with the Virgin, without caring of the temperature, that was close to Zero Celsius, and the fact that I had just a light jacket, shorts and a bottle of water. Probably the major discomfort was for Mary the Virgin, alone up there with a sinner and an unbeliever... but the Maker has a lot of pity.
E' stato un sabato strano, ma simpatico. Le previsioni del tempo avevano previsto una giornata nuvolosa, con possibili temporali nel pomeriggio. Niente di strano, è stato il trend di tutta la settimana. Le mie vacanze estive stavano per finire ed era la mia ultima possibilità per una camminata seria. Sono uscito di casa alle 6 del mattino e ho iniziato a fare un'escursione sul sentiero che porta nella valle di Otro. Cielo nuvoloso, ma le nuvole erano alte ed era ventoso. Non sapevo dove volevo andare. Alla fine, seguendo una tradizione degli ultimi cinque anni, ho pensato di raggiungere il passo Zube, nonostante il dislivello, quasi 1.800 m, e, molto peggio, la mancanza di allenamento. Sono salito a quel passo alla fine di ogni estate da quando è nato mio figlio. Sulla cima del passo c'è una piccola cappella della Vergine Maria, dedicata alla protezione delle famiglie in tutto il mondo. Non sono una persona religiosa, ma quella piccola cappella, in quel luogo, ha sempre avuto una sorta di mistico richiamo per me. Se il tempo fosse stato brutto, per di più, ho già fatto così tanti scatti da lassù in altre occasioni che non avrei pianto per l'occasione fotografica mancata.
Le nuvole spesse hanno iniziato a farsi vive alle 8.30, ma hanno creato un effetto simile all'inversione termica, che è molto più comune in autunno e in inverno. Ad un'altitudine di 2.400m erano sotto i tuoi piedi e le vette più alte erano tutte lì, chiaramente visibili.
Ho raggiunto il passo Zube, a 2.870m, alle 9.30. Tre ore e mezza, non così male alla fine. Ero lì ed ero solo, con una vista mozzafiato. Nonostante sia possibile utilizzare due funivie per accorciare il sentiero (salendo però da altre valli), e nella buona stagione molte persone camminano fino al passo, sono stato il primo a raggiungere la vetta.
Ho molti scatti con le vette più spettacolari della Valsesia (e ne posterò molte in un momento a venire), ma scelgo questo perché mi ricorda la strada fatta.
Sono rimasto lassu' per un'ora, con la Vergine Immaccolata. Senza preoccuparmi troppo della temperatura, che era vicino a Zero, e del fatto che avevo solo una giacca leggera, pantaloncini e una bottiglia d'acqua. Probabilmente il disagio maggiore e' stato per Maria, sola lassù con un peccatore e un miscredente ... ma il Creatore è misericordioso.
Early morning fog was predicted in Abu Dhabi on Wednesday. I was fortunate enough to meet up with the legendary, award winning photographer/cinematographer Beno Saradzic (visit his page and like it!!!) and woke at 4:30 to head out to the roof of the Nation towers to which Beno had sucured a permit a week before.
The prospect of low level, rolling fog combined with the bluehour light and colourful city lights below made me so exited I could not even sleep!
Unfortunately fog can be very elusive and many variables come into play. We did not get the thick fog we expected and woke to very hazy conditions instead. I managed to capture this image and sqeezed something out of it. The hazyness somehow adds a mysterious element to the image. Conditions were not perfect, but I am very fortunate to have had access to probably the best vantage point of the Corniche and downtown Abu Dhabi
On February 9, 2011
According to legend, if Pelican Pete does not see his shadow, there will be six more weeks of winter weather. If he does see his shadow, there will be an early spring.
P.S. I just started this legend ;-)
Have a nice weekend!
The weather station predicted basically a blizzard over night so I thought there would not be a ceremony, it didn't snow and I missed the service. It has been so windy today that some of the wreathes blew across the park. I spent a few minutes moving the wreaths back to the memorial.
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Skyfire predicted a beautiful sunrise. Clear sky and Intellicast predicted heavy clouds. Well, there was a sliver of pretty pinkish sunlight... that ended about 30 seconds before I got my camera set up for this shot. Oops!
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I'm particularly pleased with this shot (and the 3 different crops, see below), because I saw him flying, predicted where he'd land, focussed and caught it just right. Of course, there may be some technical reasons why it could be criticised, but I know you all know that feeling when you get a shot, look at it on your LCD and puff out your chest and say 'This is exactly what i intended to capture!'
As Toby2Tot says in the comments below, it's a bloomin' good job I don't shoot in film, it would cost me a fortune in 'throwaway' shots!
I actually prefer the wider view shot (see below), but felt this one would get noticed more as a thumbnail.
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A sunny early afternoon swim in a crystal-clear turquoise body of water.
Staring at my original photograph has triggered memories from the Minority Report film, with Tom Cruise. I think this is one of the best creations of Steven Spielberg and one of those movies I would definitely watch more than once.
The three young women holding hands in the water, making a star formation, resemble the Precogs (Precognitives) in the movie. Their powerful psychic abilities are key in predicting and projecting premeditated murders... but I'll let you watch the movie, if you haven't already.
I changed the water look, altered the daylight, added the rays, and gave the image more pop.
...Canoe Boy will be posting some Greenies and Tri-Colored Heron shots from Horsepen Bayou in the future.
Sky Guide predicted this flare at 21:39:09 at my location. So I setup my Canon 1100D using Backyard EOS for a 45 second exposure and ISO400. I collected RAW and JPEG data. I only used RAW as the JPEG seems very much inferior. I kicked off the exposure 20 seconds earlier. EXACTLY on time the flare appeared which I find astounding.
To avoid trailing stars I decided to use my guide camera using PHD2. Was difficult to obtain accurate focus on my main camera but 10-12 test exposures seemed to do the trick. Future focus attainment should be easier as I have now marked the point on my lens which is a 18-55mm. Using 18mm. And in case you wondered, No, you can't use infinity. I have used a LP filter but I was a bit up against it as a distant street light was directly casting light onto the Lens.
You can also see Andromeda Galaxy in the bottom centre part of the image. There is also another object in the picture that I think is some sort of space debris but I am unable to confirm. The mottled effect to the left of the flare is part of the Milky Way, our own Galaxy.
Processing was done in Pixinsight (DBE and NR) and Photoshop.
Albuquerque, New Mexico.
We had to rearrange our travel schedule a bit due to incoming winter storm and severe cold. We spent the last week in Santa Fe in anticipation of moving on to the Grand Canyon. With the storm approaching, with predicted lows hovering near 4 degrees, we decided to head south to Albuquerque, which is about 2,000' lower and about 10-12 degrees warmer. After the storm blows through we will bypass the Grand Canyon and move to Page, Arizona.
This image was a frantic effort to capture the drama over the Sandia Mountains east of Albuquerque. Not having a clue about where to go for sunset pictures I just hopped in the truck and headed east. I found an exit off the freeway (which I accidently got on - heading north of all things) and found a wide open area of gravel and power lines but with a view of the mountains. As quickly as I could I set up my gear and fired away.
Looking in the left lower corner you can see the power lines I could not avoid capturing. I tend to show what I see when I capture the image so I didn't eliminate the lines. The dramatic light managed to hang around for about 3 compositions then turned murky.
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Ah yes, predicted storm has come so I thought I'd show another of our friend Alfalfa in the snow-because that's certainly how he is right now!
(no doubt with the disgusted expression too)
"None are so hopelessly enslaved as those who falsely believe they are free." - Goethe
It is a huge belief of mine that none of us are free. Its also something that I wish I didn't believe. Its like the snooker-ball example - if you position the cue at a certain angle and input a certain amount of power, the white ball will move a certain distance, in a certain direction, and depending on the circumstances will cause a certain effect, that can be predicted, given that you knew all the circumstances (the positions of the other balls, for example). It's possible to predict with 100% accuracy the outcome of the shot.
The same thing can be applied to life, just in a really really really complex way. Because of every single circumstance in the world, everything that is going to happen is mapped out and ready to happen, right down to the millisecond. And we can't change it or argue with it because thats down to circumstance, too. You might want to leave a comment with an opposing argument - but BAM, you don't have a choice in that because thats the kind of person you are because of a whole other load of circumstances. You weren't free to choose. We are not free. Some like to call it fate. We are all fishies in the tank, not free to be able to choose to get out or not. And if we do get out, thats not our choice either, because thats just the kind of fish we were destined to be.
Mind vomit!
I checked the aurora predictor site I used and it called for activity this evening. Peeking outside, I could see faint moving light to the north, even with maladjusted eyesight. So I quickly bundled up (it was -26 C) and hopped in the car to zip down to my usual north-facing lakeshore view.
I set up very close to the shore because despite a few weeks of cold, there was still slush on the ice and I felt and heard frequent booms of the ice cracking.
This image is a panorama comprising 8 vertical shots using my manual 24mm Bower lens which handles night shots beautifully. The lights were dancing somewhat., and pretty brihgt, so I could use nice short shutter speeds.
Hugin didn't know how to stitch this image automatically, so I had to manually select individual stars in each image to use as control points. I'm pretty pleased with this, although I will try again with another set of shots which were darker but had more distinct aurora lines.
I wasn't sure this shoot would work because of the waxing moon, but it lit the snow nicely.
Well well well, here's 667 again.
I correctly predicted that the Tiger European buses were doing something related to the university, and found them just a short walk from where I'd taken the previous photos. As a result, I was able to phot the Olympian and the Trident again, and in the sunshine this time! Y667 DRA departs Lincoln uni, with a load of unimpressed looking passengers, adjacent to Ropewalk on 29.6.23
Despite the fact that NCT's old Lolynes have ventured far and wide (and not so far in some cases), this is the first time I've ever photographed one with a different operator. I've just been unlucky enough never to see one at Marshalls, Paul S Winson or any other company besides NCT. Even with NCT I barely managed to get any Lolyne photos, as 668 at one of the Ruddington bus events was the only time I got to see one properly, and even then it was squashed between an E400 and an Omnidekka.
Like the Excels, the ELC Lolyne Tridents at NCT were mostly before my time as an enthusiast, but absolutely ingrained into my memories as a child. They were the sights and sounds of the city with their bright Go2 and network colours, howling engine idle, "ELC" on the rear and made far more of an impression on me than the Omnidekkas did - at least until the 36 got its Omnidekkas. The final 3 Lolynes were on their way out just as I got into bus photography, but I did at least get my photos of 668 plus one, terrible, grainy image of a green blob that's just about discernible as 666.
I never saw (or at least photographed) 667 while it was at NCT, so with today's photos I guess I could say I completed that batch... sort of!
The Britain's WWII aircraft positional predictor with two operators. They always sold this model with one operator but in reality this needed about six people to operate it.
I was given one of these as a small child and it was always with my military models but, at that time, I did not know what it did.
See here for a Youtube video:
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There was no Youtube when I was small !!!!!!!