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Wide angle shot of previously posted picture from last week. Downtown San Jose, November 2017. Shot with Fujifilm X100F in Classic Chrome with custom color balance adjustment.
PHOTO ESSAY: DOWNTOWN
California Buttercup” — A California buttercup spring wildflower, Almaden Quicksilver Park.
Previously I have mentioned my habit of returning to seemingly unremarkable places that are special to me — perhaps a particular rock in the Yosemite high country, a certain tree in the Central Valley, an overlook along the Big Sur coast, one small Eastern Sierra aspen grove, and so on. If you visited these places (at the right times) you might think, “Well, yes, that is nice — but it isn’t iconic.” And you would be right. They are not iconic — they are just special to me. This flower photographs comes from one of those places.
There is a park in the South San Francisco Bay Area where I have hiked for decades. Over those years I’ve probably walked pretty much every trail within its boundaries. One trail descends into a small gully where wildflowers grow every April. I go back every year, specifically to find specific, small plots of certain flowers. I made this photograph on my most recent walk to this place.
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” (Heyday Books) is available directly from him.
Previously painted white.
Car: Oldsmobile Ninety Eight.
Engine: 3914cc V6.
Year of manufacture: 1965.
Date of first registration in the UK: 2nd August 1965.
Place of registration: Southampton.
Date of last MOT: 18th May 2014.
Mileage at last MOT: 96,300.
Date of last change of keeper: 19th March 2022.
Number of previous keepers: 10.
Date taken: 17th September 2023.
Album: Carspotting 2023
A complete do-over of a previously uploaded B&W image. This corrects a lot of the technical faults with the previous version and I like the introduction of colour to unite the left and right sides of the image which previously felt more imbalanced.
Also my first use of the new Styles in the BW Artisan Pro X 2021 plug-in. Nicely subtle.
The B&W version: flic.kr/p/nKno3c
Previously I posted the image of the black faced impala sensing the danger of the approaching leopard and this is what showed up seconds later. He came so quietly and , drank and then left just as quietly. He had no interest in the animals that were near by.
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An edit of a previous photo I uploaded, which I think looks better with this high contrast b&w treatment. Thanks for looking and Happy New Year!
A rewind to August 2012 and a not too dissimilar photo of Stagecoach in South Wales Alexander PS-bodied Volvo B10M 20385 on the Cynon Valley side of the Maerdy Mountain Road as she makes the descent to Aberdare when operating Service 172. In those days, the service operated between Porthcawl and Aberdare daily, with the Merthyr Tydfil only being introduced in 2023.
This was during the final couple of months when the PSs were allocated to the 172, but would soon bow out in favour of the 12-plate Alexander Dennis Enviro300-bodied Scania K230UBs (28636-42 batch).
Wonderful Machines.
See previous photo for hoar frost info and links. I could not use the flash on my camera because it was very cold and that sucks the life out of the battery and so does using the flash. So the pine cone was too dark in the original picture so I played with the adjustments a little and this is the best I could do with color to bring out the best detail in the shadows, without ruining the sunset colors shining through the clouds to the west.
Excerpt from historicalhamilton.com:
In 1835, Stewart Memorial Church was founded in a log cabin on Rebecca Street as St. Paul's Church, and became a social and religious centre for former American slaves who had escaped to Canada on the "Underground Railway".
In 1848, a frame building was erected at 112 John St North to house a new church, which was renamed the African Methodist Episcopal Church. In 1905 the wooden church was rebuilt in brick in the Gothic-Revival style, and renamed Stewart Memorial in honour of a previous pastor.
Stewart Memorial today boasts the longest surviving predominately black congregation in Hamilton.
Auckland has a really good network of cycle ways, but this part (shared use) is the crown jewel and very distinctive. You can see it lit up a few shots back.
Never ridden with bar ends before, but was fun riding around on the rental Gary Fisher also pictured previously.
This image was taken a few night back in a field in Somerset. After having some time to recover from my previous night outings, I decided to head out again, this time not to far.
Compared to the previous outing the moon was out, making it not perfect astrophotography conditions. The moons illumination was about 29 percent (according to an app, making it 10 percent more than the previous night) and was positioned towards the west (behind me). After taking into account the brightness of the moon when it should set and when I'm next off from my shift, I decided the best time was now.
Even though I had been to this location previously, before heading out I had printed out a map so I could get my bearing before arriving.
Once I had found my spot and setup it was a case of waiting. During this time I got to know my neighbours who were the Barn Owls. Later I had heard and possibly seen a Bat and possibly a Deer rustling behind me. At first I thought the Barn Owl behind me was a youngster calling to be feed as it was a constant call but later it decided to wonder off. I also got to seen them fly about as the moon light helped to illuminate them. I also got to taking in the landscape before it got too dark, noticing the buttercups creating a yellow carpet in the distance.
Even though I knew the settings I was going to use such as aperture and shutter, I had been taking a few test shots as it was getting dark so I had an idea of settings ISO to use. At about 11.40pm was the beginning of being able to capture the Milky Way and I would continue to do so until 3.20am. the moon finally descended behind the trees at around 1am if not before.
During the night I did adjust my composition to focus more on the sky with the intent of capturing more of the wonder in the sky.
I took my chances with there being a moon out as normally I would of talked myself out from heading out but was able to capture the Milky Way. I would have preferred no moon. Now it's a case of waiting when there is a new moon and hoping that the skies are clear for the next outing.
518. Adirondacks. Designed by a previous hiker stepping through thin ice on the trail to a mountain summit. Pentax.
A previously unedited image from the Fall Color Trip last year. After the sun had crested the mountains to the east, the clouds were a variety of colors and the mountains to the south started to catch some of that sunlight. The image is symbolic of where I am with my work right now, where I am going, and the decisions I am trying to finalize...
I liked the previous shot, but it seemed a little blah, so I spruced it up a bit. No longer real, just "based on a true story", as they say.
I previously posted a pic here of a track geometry train with a freight waiting in the distance to follow. Here's that freight on the move five minutes later. BN SD40-2s-6915 & 7129, ATSF C44-9W-628, BN B30-7AB-4111 and ATSF SD45-5436 are on the point of W/B MCKC as they head into the Argyle crossover.
Taken at the same time and in same direction as 'Lake Effect', see previously in my photostream, but without the Mutar.
The illusion is in the relative elevation of the trees and barn vs the lake. The silhouetted objects are 150 meters above the lake on a steep hill. Throwing a stone from the barn in the direction of the lake might hit a cow, but certainly will fall far short of hitting water!
The Aegerisee is a natural Alpine lake used for recreation, fishing, and as a water reservoir for local communities. The lake is the head of the Lorze river, which ultimately flows into the Rhine via the Zugersee (Lake Zug), far below this elevation.
Aegerital, Kanton Zug, Switzerland.
Contax 645, Zeiss Sonnar 210mm f/4 T*
Ilford HP5+ @ box (frozen expired)
Microphen (stock), 9' @ 20C (5th use)
Nikon Coolscan 9000 ED
Some great street in District federal/Mexico City. A black & white edit of a previous post. I love searching out street art when I travel, here is a blog I wrote about street art around the world for the Dezine online magazine:
Street Art Around the World Photo Blog
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Whilst searching for square format shots to upload to my Instagram account ( www.instagram.com/dgphotos.co.uk/ ) I realised this previously uploaded Blue Lagoon landscape would work well cropped to this format.
Click here to see more from my trip to Iceland : www.flickr.com/photos/darrellg/albums/72157650886963062
From Wikipedia : "The Blue Lagoon (Icelandic: Bláa lónið) geothermal spa is one of the most visited attractions in Iceland. The spa is located in a lava field in Grindavík on the Reykjanes Peninsula, southwestern Iceland. Bláa lónið is situated approximately 20 km (12 mi) from the Keflavík International Airport and 39 km (24 mi) from the capital city of Reykjavík, roughly a 20 minute drive from the airport and a 50 minute drive from Reykjavík.
The warm waters are rich in minerals like silica and sulfur and bathing in the Blue Lagoon is reputed to help some people suffering from skin diseases such as psoriasis. The water temperature in the bathing and swimming area of the lagoon averages 37–39 °C (99–102 °F). The Blue Lagoon also operates a research and development facility to help find cures for other skin ailments using the mineral-rich water.
The lagoon is a man-made lagoon which is fed by the water output of the nearby geothermal power plant Svartsengi and is renewed every two days. Superheated water is vented from the ground near a lava flow and used to run turbines that generate electricity. After going through the turbines, the steam and hot water passes through a heat exchanger to provide heat for a municipal water heating system. Then the water is fed into the lagoon for recreational and medicinal users to bathe in."
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Previously decommissioned stormtroopers from the fringes of the galaxy, have re-enlisted in the Imperial Consortium under various warlords.
I posted a previous picture on pollution, taken at labrador and that was in the day.
This, taken at Mt. Faber, shows that pollution is so intense that it is even being done at night.
24/7 pollution!!
Smoke so ever visible even in the dark of the night. Lets all reduce, reuse and recycle! =D
highest in explore was #24
Below, a previously posted shot of the same dragonfly.
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Previous reg EI-CXK with Transaero Airlines and prior to that Skynet Airlines. On this visit it was operating on behalf of Get Jet Airlines.
The previous storms that rolled across the lake create high waves that crash onto the beach as the sun goes down in Michigan. High waves along with record water levels unfortunately leads to dangerous swimming conditions with drownings skyrocketing including a teen this same night only a few miles from here.
I previously posted this lighthouse last year from a higher view as a panorama. It got so-so views, so I never got around to posting it again. But I was thinking today about our trip last year to VA Beach, and how I really wanted to post some pics from the drive across the Chesapeake Bay Bridge and Tunnel. But really, try as I might, I can't find any really worth posting. Beautiful place, underwhelming photos. Really something I need to work on. In my own defense, however, when its midday and your only subjects are a bridge, open water, a parking lot and a tunnel entrance...nothing really photogenic about shots of a guard rail and gray water.
So I post this, taken on the same day, with a really much nicer view. Oh, BTW, I'm taking a vacation at Myrtle Beach (as a base of operations, I like to roam around) in June. And the plan is to take a trip down the coast, south of Charleston, to the Hunting Island lighthouse at Hunting Island SP in SC. Plus some time hiking in the Santee Coastal Nature Preserve (there's a 7 mile trail there I want to try, and the nearby Washo Reserve as well. Check it out for yourself here: www.sctrails.net/trails/ALLTRAILS/Hiking_Mtn biking/BikeHike.html ) But that will be my next lighthouse photos. 2 months, I can't wait! (And there may be another lighthouse on the itinerary, I'm thinking about taking a boat tour to an uninhabited barrier island www.lowcountrytours.com/gallery_lths.htm )
Previously a paper mill built in the 1800s, this abandoned Crown Cleaners plant was assigned to the EPA's Superfund "National Priorities List (NPL)." EPA Crown Cleaners Superfund site details:
www.epa.gov/superfund/sites/npl/nar1643.htm
www.epa.gov/superfund/sites/docrec/pdoc1643.pdf
Available as a large 35" x 23" poster print.
The previous years that we were here this spring was dormant, but this year it was among several that were running again. Water laden with calcium carbonate flows from a fissure to build this ridge with snowy white terraces.
Buddleja, also often spelled Buddleia, is a genus of flowering plants. It is now included in the Scrophulariaceae, though in the past was previously classified in either the Loganiaceae or in a family of its own, the Buddlejaceae. The plant was named after the Reverend Adam Buddle who was a botanist and a rector in Essex, England.
ref: en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Buddleia (P1090690)
Previously in service with Yorkshire Tiger, Plaxton Centro YJ59 AYX is seen on loan to Arriva Midlands (Derby) passing The Spot, Derby. It was working route 4 to Osmaston Park Road from the bus station. 01/02/17.
This was getting stranger. You may remember me mentioning that on my previous outing, less than eighteen hours earlier, I’d taken a newly acquired lens out for the evening on the crop body, along with the 24-70 on the full frame - the latter being the combination I probably use for at least eighty percent of my photographs, and have done for a number of years. You may also recall me reporting that the second hand Tokina lens, newly arrived via the wings of your favourite auction website all the way from Pakistan had failed at the very first attempt to use it. An error code I’d never seen on any of my cameras before had rendered it unusable, and my plan to shoot low and wide flew away faster than the gulls that filled the sunset sky.
Here I was at Nun’s Cross Farm on Dartmoor, on what was the first gathering of the three happy snappers for many a month. Some of you know about Lee and his inveterate habit of changing his entire camera system more often than they change the Doom Bar barrel at his local pub. This time he’d joined the party with something entirely different. A thing of beauty in fact - a thing that clicked, whirred and purred with every shutter release. Something older than the three of us. Something silvery with more than sixty years behind it in the form of a 1960 Leica M3, with two prime lenses. Fifty or ninety millimetres. “You have to zoom with your feet,” he explained as we chomped down three large breakfasts at Morrisons in Tavistock. Of course he’ll have sold it by Christmas, bought something else and then changed that as well, but unlike our gear, his will probably have shot up in value when the inevitable happens. I like the idea of returning to film all these years later, but when I think about it for any length of time, I realise that it really only is the idea that appeals. Of course he was the only person who attracted the interest of another tog that day - apparently she heard the whirr of winding film and was transported back in time. It really is a very beautiful camera, a Rolls-Royce Silver Ghost among the functional and nondescript black BMWs and Audis. I swear one day he’ll turn up towing a two hundred foot tall brick tower on castors behind him. “There’s a camera obscura inside,” he’ll say as Dave and I stare at each other with blank expressions. “I got it on eBay - bargain price it was. Came with a fixed three hundred and sixty degree lens” he’ll continue as we wonder how long he’ll keep it for. “I’m going to have it towed up to the top of Carn Marth so I can take a shot of both coasts at the same time.”
One huge advantage of using a sixty-three year old film camera is that you don’t get error messages on the back of your screen, and now the weirdest thing had happened. Can inanimate objects spread diseases? Had that Tokina lens somehow infected the rest of the collection? How come the Canon lens and camera combination I’d been using without a single problem for years was suddenly reporting exactly the same fault as the other lens and body I’d taken to Holywell Bay the previous evening? Maybe it was heat, humidity or a combination of the two. Whatever it was, the problem wasn’t going away as I stood here in front of the composition I’d just lined up, and the only option available was to use the other lens I’d brought to Dartmoor, meaning I’d be shooting at a minimum of seventy millimetres for the day. So like Lee, I zoomed with my feet. Meanwhile, clouds zoomed across the scene, leaving this gem of abandonment moving in and out of shadow as I tried cleaning the contacts over and over again, while Lee googled the error code and provided a live commentary on a series of YouTube videos where various hackers did improper things to their failed lenses with pencil erasers and edges of tee shirts. “Should have bought a Sony,” was Dave’s sage advice. I tried to remember whose idea this reunion was.
The next day I tried everything. I sucked in a breath of anticipation and reset the cameras, cleaned the contacts, removed the batteries and cards, switched them off and on again, repeated the entire process, and drank more coffee than was good for me. All lenses were tried on both bodies, and the rash didn’t seem to have spread any further. After a fashion, the Tokina decided it was getting bored with the naughty step and proceeded to work normally, but the Canon 24-70 refused to play ball, no matter what I tried. Still at a complete loss as to what had happened, I sent an email to my trusted camera repair shop, a story which was almost as long as this one. Although I didn’t mention Lee’s Leica. Or the camera obscura. Worried that the lens was too old to be repaired, I nervously thumbed the pages of eBay for a potential replacement and prepared myself for bad news.
But they tell me they can repair it. I’m told it’s nothing to do with needing to clean the contacts at all. Apparently it’s an iris flex that’s needed, and they have some in stock. I had no idea it had an iris flex, or even what one looks like, but it’s on the way to the repair shop, and it seems my beloved lump of elderly high precision glass will live to see another day, and I won’t be having to find something north of five hundred quid to replace it. And when it’s alive and running again, I’ll have another large breakfast at Morrisons in Tavistock before coming up here and trying to line up that shot once more. Zooming with your feet might be fun sometimes, but I’d prefer the shorter journey along the lens barrel if at all possible please. And if they can’t fix it after all, then this composition of the famous abandoned farm, taken moments before the error message appeared will be its final legacy.
Hopefully that Tokina will work the next time we go out together, or it might be on the next plane back to Pakistan.
Previously seen by fellow Flickr member Applemeister a few years back. Registered as a Clubman D (D for diesel I guess?) I was surprised the current owner has only been in possession of this since 2008 as I don't think its in enthusiasts hands somehow. Either way, long may it continue.
Nikon F4S, B&W film, V600, Affinity Photo
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Detail of the house shown in the previous picture. The wish to have a garden, something totally impossible in this house, is transparent in the way how a few vases are laid out on this cover.
Brings to mind the lyrics by João Gilberto of the song "Desafinado" (out of tune) saying (very free translation):
You don't know, nor even fathom,
....
That in the chest of those who sing out of tune,
Deep inside their chest, it quietly beats...
Yes, in their chest you'll also find a beating heart.
前の家の詳細です。植木鉢がポツンポツン置かれている様子に依って、住んでいる人の庭を育てる不可能な願望が分かります。私にDesafinado (音痴) と云う曲のJoão Gilberto歌詞を思い出させる。
（自由翻訳）
貴方がわからない、夢にさえ見ない、
.....
音痴の人の胸の中に
その胸の深いところに、鼓動してるよ
そんな人の胸の深い中にも心が鼓動してる。
...trains had previously passed through Nebraska's one and only tunnel - at least the railroad kind. Now two SD70MAC's (9435-9414) serve as helpers on this eastbound coal passing the unused summit tunnel. It was of course my privilege to drive through it this time in my Subaru, but the memories of smoking it up on an SD40 are keen. When I was a student engineer, the speed limit for a westbound (coming at you in this view) was 40mph, only recently dropped from 50 at the west switch to Belmont siding. Then at this end of the tunnel, which wasn't that long, the speed dropped to 20. On one student trip, presumably on coal empties, the engineer leaned over my shoulder and said "has anyone shown you how to DIVE into the tunnel"? He showed me how to dive in at 40, emerge at 20, and without beating up the crew in the "way car." A deft bit of planning with the air brake and some power seemed to do the trick, and it provided some reward for an otherwise long and boring day. Now I'm sure the computer would deny an aspiring hot shot from this bit of finesse.