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groundhog predicts six more weeks of winter. oh joy.
TDS: It's Groundhog Day in the U.S. Make a photo that illustrates whether it's more like winter or spring where you live. #ds79
As many predicted when they first showed up on the property, the Progress Rail (EMDX) SD70ACe-T4s being leased by KCS have become rolling dirt magnets. Exhibit "A" is EMDX 7209 leading the M-KCVN on the UP Springfield Sub, about to cross the TRRA Illinois Transfer at Valley Junction in East St. Louis, IL in order to enter KCS' East St. Louis yard. 7209 has become a regular on this run, bouncing back and forth between Kansas City and St. Louis.
In trail: KCS AC44CW #4587 and KCS (ex-CN) GP40-2LW #2906.
Although you can't see its replacement for the trees, that searchlight on the KCS main to the left doesn't have much time left. In fact, it may already be gone; I haven't been down here in a week or two. All of Valley Junction is on the same trajectory. Get your pics now.
October 9, 2007
Weather report is rain tonight. It's a fall day on the Pacific Ocean.
Pacifica, CA USA
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Calgary, AB
These White-Rumped Sandpiper's are described as "a rare but regular migrant through Eastern Alberta" and we are in the West so a bit unusual for here. It was an ugly day of extreme fog (not predicted) and very chilly with some wind and only +6C but the good news was it was only moi at this marsh. Recognized these as different so took some pics in spite of the fog and identified them at home with the usual plethora of bird books. I suck at little peep identification......just saying! These are a first for me but who knows I may have seen them before and not known!! They were in with Semipalmated Sandpipers which look similar but are smaller. At least I noticed that!
Picked up this side table on CL this morning. Thinking it might be from Paul McCobb's Predictor Group. Anyone know for sure?
I'm still awake... predicting the future.
"Remote sensing, life extension, astral projection. Wenger devoured every subject before him, and combined them in ways that were the true manifestation of his genius. Tantric meditation based upon quantum physics, mathematical formulae derived during deeply ritualized seances while megadosing on lysergic acid derivatives he had developed during sensory deprivation. In one of these fugue states, he wrote, he became convinced of the possibility of "imprinting" -- copying thoughts from one person to another. The military, of course, latched onto the idea as a perfect interrogation method: what better way to question an enemy combatant than to read that enemy's thoughts?"
Br-Br- Britain is currently in the grip of The Big Freeze - completely
covered in a blanket of snow and ice, with near record minimum
temperatures.
.....Weather forecasters are predicting much more snow and speculating
that this may well be one of our coldest winters in 100 years !
..........Just a blip in Global Warming ?
More snow was predicted today for the area I live in, but it hasn't arrived. So with no snowscapes to photograph, I've been looking through my summer photos. As this beautiful tower stands on such a high point, I can get photos of it with lovely blue sky behind it. I visited the tower during a day out with my friend
Broadway Tower was the brainchild of the great 18th Century landscape designer, Capability Brown. His vision was carried out for George William 6th Earl of Coventry
with the help of renowned architect James Wyatt and completed in 1798.
It is one of England's outstanding viewpoints and at 1024 feet (312m) above sea level, it is the second highest point on the Cotswold escarpment. Unrivalled views survey an expanse of a 62 mile radius and as many as 16 Counties.
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This Sunday, October 17, the Photopills application predicted that the Moon would rise behind Mont Viso (Italy - 3848m) if we were at the top of Pain de Sucre (France - 3208m).
In addition to the loaded hiking bag (2 tripods, 2 cameras, 1 Sky Watcher 102/500 refractor, 1 300mm lens), the climb was dangerous because there was ice and there was no real path to get to the top of Pain de Sucre.
Although I am 9km from Mont Viso, it looks like a juggernaut.
In addition, helicopter rescue was not far away since the yellow helicopter passed in front of the Moon!
EXIFS:
- Canon 6D + Sky Watcher 102/500 (f / 4.9) on tripod.
- Panoramic photo composed of 4 images taken in portrait.
- Each photo is a single exposure of 1/800 ° of a second at ISO 200.
Location: Summit of Pain de Sucre / Hautes-Alpes / Queyras / France.
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Ce dimanche 17 octobre, l'application Photopills prédisait que la Lune se lèverait derrière le Mont Viso (Italie - 3848m) si nous étions au sommet du Pain de Sucre (France - 3208m).
En plus du sac de randonnée chargé (2 trépieds, 2 caméras, 1 lunette Sky Watcher 102/500, 1 objectif 300mm), la montée était dangereuse car il y avait du verglas et il n'y avait pas de vraiment de chemin pour arriver au sommet du Pain de Sucre .
Bien que je sois à 9km du Mont Viso, ce sommet emblématique se présente comme un mastodonte.
De plus, la surveillance aérienne n'était pas loin puisque l'hélicoptère jaune est passé devant la Lune !
EXIF :
- Canon 6D + Sky Watcher 102/500 (f/4,9) sur trépied.
- Photo panoramique composée de 4 images prises en portrait.
- Chaque photo est une pose unique de 1/800° de seconde à 200 ISO.
Localisation : Sommet du Pain de Sucre / Hautes-Alpes / Queyras / France.
Joy for answered prayers ! Rain is finally here and predicted to last more than a week. It is clearing the smoke and will put out the fires. Climate change has been fearfully cruel and damaging to California. This will help with the drought.
(I took this photo some years ago. Its still very early. I'll be out enjoying the rain later. Will post new pix then)
For Our Daily Challenge topic - 'Signs of the Season.'
Predicting the weather can be so frustrating. Another morning I got the forcast wrong,so another back garden photo one of many.
As predicted, a more painterly edit of the Chinook pass Superpano. I'm to close to it to tell if I like it now, but I think I do. Compare to here
I think this will look probably look superb on my Hahnemuhle Fine Art Baryta
(and for goodness sake compare it large on black... its an epic landscape after all!)
The forecasters had been predicting big tornados for the day I shot this beginning three days previously. Indeed a strong storm front formed in the afternoon and approached Wichita at sixty miles an hour. I figured no photowalk so went to the Y to get some exercise. Soon after I arrived at the gym, the tornado warning sirens went off and I got to spend an hour in the locker room, which is the storm shelter at the Y. Afterwards I got in my workout while it rained a bit, and by the time I finished the storm had passed to the east. Quite amazingly, behind the storm it was perfectly calm, so I ended up getting in my photowalk anyway. For whatever reason, we got this unusual ground fog after the storm.... There were a few small tornados that day, but not much damage near Wichita....
They predicted Monday would be a beautiful summer day and we had to take advantage of it since it would rain again on Tuesday, so I went back to this park where there is also a small "zoo" with chickens, rabbits and donkeys.
The snow, that had been predicted a couple of days ago when I went out to photography the groyne images the other day, fell yesterday and covered the Grimsby, Ontario area with some 10cm of snow. In the backyard we have a couple of well-past-their-prime Muskoka chairs that had been painted a brightish pastel blue many years ago. That paint is now well weathered and peeled off in many places. I also have an old kitchen chair that was painted pink many decades ago. I have no idea why or by who. But its paint, while pretty much intact, has extensive cracking, creating a nice texture. I carefully walked out through the fresh snow, being careful not to leave footprints where they would show up in the image, placed the pink chair beside one of the Muskoka chairs and then cropped in-camera to keep only one of the Muskoka chairs and the pink kitchen chair. The result was a colourful pink and blue pastel subject set in a bright snow scene. - JW
Date Taken: 2021-01-27
Tech Details:
Taken using a tripod-mounted Nikon D800 fitted with an AF Nikkor 70-210mm 1:4.0-5.6 non-D lense set to 125mm, ISO100, Daylight WB, Spot metering, Aperture priority mode, f/11.0, 1/100 sec with an EV+1.00 exposure bias to preserve the pastels. PP in free Open Source RAWTherapee from Nikon RAW/NEF source file: set final image size to be 9000px wide, crop the image to 5x7 aspect ratio to get rid of some intrusive materials on the left side and recentre to keep it more-or-less symmetrical, slightly brighten the image overall by setting exposure compensation to EV+0.40, use the black level tool and reduce its value to brighten the darkest areas while preserving highlight detail, use Shadows/Highlights to significantly recover shadow detail, sharpen (edges only), save. PP in free Open Source GIMP: I loaded the image as 2 layers and on the top layer added a white/opaque layer mask onto which I painted in the areas corresponding to the chairs (using soft-edged brush and white ‘paint’) to let them show through so I could adjust the brightness shed and snow brightness without impacting the chairs and then on the layer below (i.e. the chairs) of the image slightly slightly increased their saturation, create new working layer from visible result, use the colour balance tool to reduce a slight green colour cast, sharpen slightly, save, scale to 6000px wide, sharpen slightly, save, add fine black-and-white frame, add bar and text on left, save, scale image to 3000 px wide for posting online, sharpen very slightly, save.
Well, the cat's starting to get out of the bag, so here goes...
Basically, Adobe (the maker of Photoshop, etc) is starting a huge global campaign for their new Creative Cloud line. Like, a HUGE global campaign that's expected to hit millions and millions of people around the world and last for almost a full year. They held a competition and picked 12 student artists from around the U.S. who use Adobe products in their workflow. There were a few fashion designers, web designers, illustrators, and just two photographers... and I'm one of them!!!
A few weeks ago, Adobe representatives and a production team came to LA and filmed me for a full day, with an interview in my apartment, shooting an amazing sunset at the beach, working some processing magic on my shots, and just living and being crazy and being me. It was a total dream and I'm so, so lucky and fortunate to finally have had a major opportunity to shine. The footage is now being condensed into stills and a 2-minute video that tells my story of how I use my background in meteorology to predict the best weather for landscape photography and how I use Lightroom and Photoshop to breathe life into an image. Once the campaign starts in late August, they're telling me I'll be everywhere -- all Adobe social channels, all over their website, literally around the world. The producers told me they put my video and profile together first because they thought it was the best of the 12. I'll let y'all know when it comes out, but you probably won't miss it!
Regardless of how you feel about the new Creative Cloud, I just wanted to take a moment to thank anyone who has ever commented on or faved my images, or shown one of my photos to a friend, parent, coworker, or anyone else. You all are helping me live my dream, and I'd never be able to do it without you. Day by day, minute by minute... this thing called life is getting real. :))
I post this image now because this is the shot I'm processing in the video, using Lightroom!
all the best,
- Jeff
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Physics predicts the universe will end in heat death -- photons alone in the deep cold void.
Photo taken with the Olympus OM-D E-M1 and M.Zuiko 25mm f/1.2 Pro hand held in very low light. This is not an AI generated image.
Слава Україні, слава президенту Зеленському, слава українському народу.
Gloire à l'Ukraine, gloire au président Zelensky, gloire au peuple ukrainien.
Слава Украине, слава Президенту Зеленскому, слава украинскому народу.
The local weather forecast had predicted a chance of light fog for the coming morning so I had planned on taking a canoe around the shore of the small forest lake looking for wildlife to photograph. As you can see from the image, the forecast was more than a little off with the fog forecast. It was so thick I could barely see beyond the bow of the canoe. With the lake and forest wrapped in a thick blanket of fog, any possibility for wildlife photography was out of the question. Paddling along the shoreline I came upon a small, almost closed off, bay and turned in to explore. From the middle of the bay I looked back toward the entrance and saw the rising sun beginning to cause the fog to glow.
From my vantage point in the bay the scene looked almost like a nature-made abstract. It was the best photo op I had seen since I had set out. However, it lacked a foreground element to give the composition some depth. The canoe was the solution. With a line, I tied it to the shoreline near the bay entrance and then gently push it back out on the water. I walked around the shore, found a location, and waited a little for the canoe to drift into the best position. I used an exposure to keep the fog from becoming too bright and let the rest of the scene fall where it may. I took two images. One with no camera movement to hold the shape of the canoe and the other with a small amount of ICM to render the forest into greater abstraction and then blended them together in photoshop.
One can consider the presentation of this spectacular hardtop coupe as an ultimate afford to gain attention of the audience to persuade them for buying a Packard. The financial position of Packard was terrible in 1956. But it wasn't much of a help.
Richard 'Dick' Teague (Los Angeles, 1923-1991) designed the Predictor. It was built at Carrozzeria Ghia, Torino in Italy on a Clipper platform. In ninety days the Italians managed to get this project ready, just in time for the Chicago Car Show.
The Predictor had all kinds of new automotive features, like tilting headlights, roof doors rolled back when opening the door, lowering back window, swiveling seats, dashboard design which followed the hood profile, a power operated trunk lid, and a wraparound windshield that curved into the roof.
Many car brands copied several novelties: the grille at the 1958 Edsel, the roof line at the 1958 Lincoln Premier, the rear bumper at the 1958 Oldsmobile, opera windows or portholes in the rear pillar at the 1957 Thunderbird, and the headlights at the 1962 Corvette.
Only one Predictor was made. It still exists and is on display at the Studebaker National Museum, South Bend, Indiana (see photo).
6128 cc V8 engine.
Production Packard Predictor: 1956.
Image source:
Video still from a movie of a visit to the Studebaker National Museum, South Bend, Indiana, by OldModelTGuy.
Seen on YouTube.
Halfweg, July 16, 2024.
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Weather lore
From Wikipedia, the free encyclopedia
Red sky at night
"Red sky at night, shepherd's delight. Red sky in the morning, shepherd's warning" first appeared in the bible in the Gospel of Matthew. It is an old weather saying often used at sunrise and sunset to signify the changing sky and originally known to help the shepherds prepare for the next day's weather. Despite there being global variations in this saying such as "Red sky at night, sailors delight. Red sky in morning, sailors warning", the scientific understanding behind such occurrences remain the same.
Weather lore is the body of informal folklore related to the prediction of the weather.
It has been a human desire for millennia to make accurate weather predictions. Oral and written history is full of rhymes, anecdotes, and adages meant to guide the uncertain in determining whether the next day will bring fair or foul weather. For the farmer wanting to plant crops, for the merchant about to send ships on trade, foreknowledge of tomorrow's circumstances might mean the difference between success and failure. Prior to the invention of the mercury barometer, it was very difficult to gather numerical data of any predictive value. Even though there were devices such as the weather stick which gave some indication of moisture changes, the only instrument of any reliability was human experience.
As predicted the timing of the shower and the presence of the Moon adversely impacted the shower's presentation in this time zone. But there were meteors, several captured, among them this one transiting the Big Dipper at 6:06 am as the blue glow of the predawn was appearing behind the foothills. The foothills are lit by Moonlight the Moon being out of frame slightly picked up by the curvature of the 14 mm lens
another meteor: flic.kr/p/2koExMu.
A bit of a different hinting technique and I never caught the move. What looks like the edge of the water on the bank of the bayou is actually a drifting mass of water hyacinth that has set up it own tiny ecosystem on the bayou. This mass is being blown over the surface of the water by the wind. This Tri-colored Heron had set up station on the edge of the drift mass and would fly off over the water and attempt to snag fish while he was in flight. Not sure what type of weed is growing on the edge of the hyacinth, but it has also become a part of the drifting mass. They hyacinth in the background is a separate mass.
Also want to update everyone on tropical storm Imelda. The storm was expected to drift northward yesterday, but tropical storms always have a mind of their own. Instead of the storms drifting northward the flow has been a bit more to the southeast and is dumping huge amounts of waters on Houston. The flooding has begun, and we can only hope that it will be minimal, but that doesn’t ever seem to be the case around. I am high and dry, but a lot of residents are not that fortunate. I know that there is also flooding going on from Houston to Beaumont.
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I also want to warn everyone about some gutter garbage people that are present here on Flickr. Perverts trolling for anything that they can put their filthy hands on. Seem like they have returned so make sure you know what you are looking at if your children are on here and have your safe search dialed in as well. Nothing is free from corruption any longer. It just took me far too long to get her posts deleted!!!!
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As I was about to step out for shopping this morning, the unique clouds formation in the sky deeply attracted me, just a quick snap. Kind of interesting, it was like the map. Please click on the upper right corner the image for better viewing. You can also visit me at www.azimaging.ca and www.500px.com/azimaging
Catching up with 2018...though there is no time remaining on the meter...2019 arrived as predicted...I did not.
The story is jumbled...sorry.
A few moments spent with my dear Christmas Cactus in early December.
These photos are in memory of my brother's Mother In-Law and close family friend, Doris. She left this world in April 2017 at the age of 89...a life well lived.
I was sweating it out earlier in the year. I had adopted Doris Lewis' Christmas Cactus back in August 2017...a living reminder of her kindness and friendship over a lifetime. I did a rough job on the transplanting and then hung it in a location that the Cactus hated...at one point I thought it was going to die from the stress. I moved it to it's current location on the East Side of the house, changed the watering schedule to once a week and to my joy, it lived and actually is thriving!
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Spenny Bridge at dusk. Bristol, December 2016.
I thought the sky looked good for a decent sunset and popped out with my camera. Unusually, I predicted correctly this time!
If warm weather is predicted for a spring weekend the beaches will welcome visitors from all over the UK for a dip in the Pembrokeshire surf. So it proved this last weekend, when the weather was exceedingly nice.
Hand-held & filter-free on Nolton Haven, where we got the last parking spot in the car park!
I predicted a nice sunset and grabbed my camera and my graduated ND-filter and walked into the center of the town. I think it turned out pretty well!
(Some of you might have seen this yesterday, but I had to edit a little thing that bothered me, thats why I re-uploaded it! So please leave a comment and fav it again! :-))
Tried something a little bit different then I'm used to...
italic- Ghost Rider
bold- Satan/ the Devil
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I bet you're expecting a man full of sin, one who doesn't care for moral rights or laws. One who can walk the line of both worlds, and still not be scarred. If this is what you predicted, then you're dead wrong. I do walk both lines, but both lead to different trails.
It all started with her death. Imagine a perfect day, one that makes birds sing, and you can smell the dew in the air. Two people sit under a tree, as they usually did on a Sunday evening.
Her father always wanted her to go to church. She never went until I told her to. We went together, and after ever mass, we walked to that tree, and sat just listening to the world around us.
On that day, she said those words which I could never forget.
"I love you."
This is what kills me. These words were my undoing. Fear of what could happen if I took her under my wing. I said some stupid excuse, and went home. Then I decided that I could handle it. I could love her, and that I always would.
Well, you can probably guess what happened from there.
I ran back to the tree, like I was in some kind of movie, the guy chasing after the girl. But I was too late. She wasn't at the tree. I sat down on the ground, leaning on the tree. Then, I remember seeing smoke, coming from one of the streets.
It must have been a car accident I thought to myself. It had to be. But being that "good" man I thought I was, I ran down the hill again.
Once I got down to the street, I saw that it was a car crash. A stupid biker had crashed into a red Honda Civic.
This car accident meant nothing to anyone else around me. It was just a regular crash. But I remember seeing two bodies on the ground, painted with crimson liquid.
I felt something come out of my eye. Something I couldn't fell anymore. There she was, in the middle of the street, laying lifeless. The other victim was there also.
I used to be afraid of the sight of blood. But this was her. I ran into the street, nothing mattered anymore. Cars honking, rushing by me, while I was cradling her.
I yelled to see if anyone had called the police. I screamed it. I broke out into tears. Even though it felt like forever, waiting there, they finally arrived. The men that were supposed to help the citizens were finally here.
They couldn't help her though, no. She was "totaled" in car language.
They said there was a note in the car. They guessed she was writing it while she was driving.
I looked at the letter, and saw tears all over it. I unwrinkled the paper to see this:
John. I know you've been good to me, and I thank you for this. But, you seemed like you couldn't handle a marriage, and that's when I figured out I couldn't handle one either. I figured I couldn't handle anything. We were young, that's all. For lust, I believe. I'm not even sure I ever loved you. Did you ever lov.....
That's when it stopped. A pen mark went across the page from where it stopped. They said she was speeding. A death note.
The doctor said there was nothing he could do, but yet, I knew there was. I was a religious man. Prayer was my way of getting her back. It was the only way.
I prayed on and off for months. I never left the chapel, I slept there. I prayed for answers, but none returned.
One fateful day, I awoke to see a note. No a waver. The only words on the paper were,
Love is forever, but not without a soul.
Then, a place to sign was under it. I looked around, trying to find the person who gave the note. No one was around, and frankly, I was there for years. Time flew by, and I had no idea. The church had been destroyed, but the chapel remained. And the note. To sign the note, my fate was unknown. But love fueled me. It always had.
I signed.
Have you ever felt the feelings of butterflies in your stomach? Imagine it times twelve. Then the feeling of my eyes burning, like pepper spray, but instead of the spray, I got the seeds. I saw flames form around my eyes, and skin peel from my hands.
But then she appeared. She was alive, and she was confused. I approached her, pain still in my body. She saw me once, and fled. I screamed her name, and noticed my voice was changing. More, raspy.
My clothes burned away, and the feel of leather wrapped around me. A chain made of flames slung around my shoulder.
Time to come visit.
The voice dragged me down deep into the chapel.
It seems your prayers were answered.
The voice was like sandpaper rubbing against metal. I couldn't see at the moment, everything was dark. But then I saw red. All of it. The whole world was red. It had seemed like I fell, as I was on my face. I stood up, and saw the chain on my shoulder. It was heavy.
Come John.
The voice could be heard from a distance. I didn't want to go, but my feet were moving. I dragged the chain on the ground, up the hills, and down the hills. This was the Hell he made for me. I finally saw a figure, and it stood out. White and black, while everything else was red.
John... lets see... loved Geneviève Rosa... signed the contract. Yep, you're here. Welcome to Hell.
"What is this place?"
Hm. Duh, I just said Hell.
"This is a lot worse than expected."
So you expected to come down her?
"No... that's not what I... meant."
Well, you sold your soul to... me.
"That's what that note was?"
Yeah. Sorry, the big guy wasn't responding. I tried to help you.
"You can't help me. You're the... devil."
Oh come on. What are you? Human? Wait, never mind, you aren't that anymore.
"What did you do to me?"
A holy man turned Rider. I like irony John. Oh by the way...
He whistled, and I could hear a bike. I still remember hearing that sound. Tires scratching on the sands of Hell. It arrived, and I recognized it immediately. It was the same bike that had killed her.
"Ironic."
Quite. Get on.
"I'm not your faithful believer."
Well you are for Him.
"Let me guess... Ironic."
Look, just get on. You're my Rider now. My Ghost Rider. One who walks Earth, and Hell, making people pay for their sins, and bringing them down here for me. Simple.
I tried to reason with him, saying it was unfair. She had left me, even when I saved her. She took my soul, and threw me away. It not only hurt me, but fueled me with something worse than love.
Hatred. It's what will fuel you through your journeys.
I looked at him, and I remember him smiling.
"What is your bidding."
Perfect. There is a man who brings people back from the dead. I want him... I want Otto Octavious.
I hopped on the bike, and started the bike. Flames appeared from the bike, as I fueled the bike. My hatred could fuel all of Hell. But I had a job to do. I rode my bike up a ramp (ha it's still there) and went back onto Earth. As I said, I had a job to do.
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Yes, that was pretty long, but I really wanted to get the emotion in there. Anyways, you guys wanted this, so hopefully you like it!
As predicted by the weather man another storm is heading our way this afternoon lasting till tomorrow :((( A view from my office looking over East River into Queens and Brooklyn
Thanks for stopping by and commenting.
Bourke's Luck Potholes
Blyde River Canyon Nature Reserve (or Motlatse Canyon Provincial Nature Reserve) is situated in the Drakensberg escarpment region of eastern Mpumalanga, South Africa. The reserve protects the Blyde River Canyon, including sections of the Ohrigstad and Blyde Rivers and the geological formations around Bourke's Luck Potholes, where the Treur River tumbles into the Blyde below. Southwards of the canyon, the reserve follows the escarpment, to include the Devil's and God's Window, the latter a popular viewpoint to the lowveld at the reserve's southern extremity.
The Mogologolo (1,794 m), Mariepskop (1,944 m) and Hebronberg (1,767 m) massifs are partially included in the reserve. Elevation varies from 560 m to 1,944 m above sea level. Its resort areas are F.H. Odendaal and Swadeni, the latter only accessible from Limpopo province. The area of approximately 29,000 hectares (290 km2) is administered by the Mpumalanga Parks Board.
Bourke's Luck Potholes
This geological feature and day visitors' attraction, named after Bernard Thomas Bourke (brother of Eddie Bourke), is situated at the confluence of the Treur and Blyde Rivers, on the reserve's western boundary 24°40′28″S 30°48′39″E. The reserve's nature conservation headquarters is located here, beside the village of Moremela, at the canyon's southern, or upper reaches.
Sustained kolks in the Treur River's plunge pools have eroded a number of cylindrical potholes or giant's kettles, which can be viewed from the crags above. It was named after a local prospector, Tom Bourke, who predicted the presence of gold, though he found none himself. The pedestrian bridges connect the various overlooks of the potholes and the gorge downstream.
(Wikipedia)
Die Bourke’s Luck Potholes (englisch, auf deutsch: Bourkes Glück Strudellöcher) sind eine Felseinheit an der Panorama Route in der Provinz Mpumalanga im Osten Südafrikas, in der Nähe von Graskop an der R532.
An der Einmündung des Treur River in den Blyde River ist durch die Erosion des fließenden Wasser im roten Sandstein ein Canyon entstanden, der in den Blyde River Canyon übergeht. Durch weitere Auswaschungen, insbesondere durch die Bewegung von Steinen in Strudeln, sind tiefe Strudellöcher und Kessel in das Felsgestein geschliffen worden.
Benannt wurde die Sehenswürdigkeit nach dem Goldsucher Tom Bourke, der an diesem Ort eine geringe Menge Gold fand (die zugehörige Goldader befand sich jedoch außerhalb seines Claims).
(Wikipedia)
Einstein predicted that time slows down the faster you travel and the time-dilation hypothesis has since been proven by flying atomic clocks on aircraft.
The three fastest human beings at the moment are NASA astronaut Anne McClain, Canadian Space Agency astronaut David Saint-Jacques (pictured) and Roscosmos astronaut Oleg Kononenko who are orbiting Earth on the International Space Station at a speed of around 28 800 km/h.
They are travelling so fast that they will return home to Earth after their six-month spaceflight 0.007 seconds younger than if they had stayed with their feet on the ground.
But how do astronauts perceive time in space? Space Station crew report that time seems to speed up in microgravity so European researchers are trying to find out more by immersing astronauts in virtual reality and testing their reaction times.
A virtual reality headset is used to block external visual cues that could influence the results. The experiment focuses on how astronauts estimate time duration as well as their reaction times. They are asked gauge how long a visual target appears on screen. Their reaction times to these prompts are recorded to process speed and attention.
The astronauts run the experiment before flight, on the International Space Station and again when they land to compare results. ESA astronaut Alexander Gerst was the first test subject to take part in this experiment in 2018. Anne and David did a session in February in ESA’s Columbus laboratory.
Understanding how time is perceived in space is important as astronauts are often required to conduct precision work where timing is everything. This research in microgravity will help reveal clues as to what helps keep our brains ticking the seconds accurately.
Credits: NASA