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Sunset and one of the frequent hailstorms we've been having at New Brighton.
The good news is I appear to have finally quashed THAT Lighthouse Family song every time I come here.
The bad news is my sensor really needs a clean and I now have 'A million dust spots later,' going through my head to the tune of Take That's 'Million Love Songs.'
Another awful song:)
This female belted kingfisher has had The Who song “The Seeker” stuck in her head for most of her life, though with more of a yearning for fish than for the truth. She has allowed her lust for fish to overcome any desire to frustrate bird watchers and photographers wanting to get a clear look at her. Most self-respecting kingfishers won’t let a human with binoculars or a zoom lens get within a quarter of a mile of them. She however has allowed her taste for wriggling sushi to quash this cardinal rule of the kingfisher kingdom.
Interestingly during the winter male kingfishers get kicked out of our area by female kingfishers tired of their selfish behavior, so they can have a few months of peace and quiet before the breeding season. The males tell a different story though, suggesting they are saddled with the responsibility of maintaining their breeding territories further north while the females lollygag in balmy weather, enjoying plenty of fish.
Hoober Stand is a 30-metre-high tower and Grade II* listed building on a ridge in Wentworth, South Yorkshire in northern England. It was designed by Henry Flitcroft for the Whig aristocrat Thomas Watson-Wentworth, Earl of Malton to commemorate the quashing of the 1745 Jacobite rebellion.
Hoober Stand is a 30-metre-high (98 ft) tower and Grade II* listed building on a ridge in Wentworth, South Yorkshire in northern England. It was designed by Henry Flitcroft for the Whig aristocrat Thomas Watson-Wentworth, Earl of Malton (later the 1st Marquess of Rockingham) to commemorate the quashing of the 1745 Jacobite rebellion. It lies close to his country seat Wentworth Woodhouse. Its site is approximately 157 metres (515 ft) above sea level
My Mum and Auntie . remembered visiting my great grandmother who lived near here. That would have been in the 1920s.
Have we awoken?
from the day still assimilating
and the dreams undone
by a reality quashing
at every turn
Have we arisen?
from the night's 'cloison'
of momentary escapism
a modest offer of tonic
after the day ran dry
Have we woken?
from the present malaise
the world we never see
shut away, or closed-out
run aground in a prized clout
Have we risen?
now that nature atones
once again, our saviour
and presage of peace
let the true day now begin~~!
by anglia24
09h15: 07/09/2007
© 2007anglia24
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Hoober Stand is a 30-metre-high tower and Grade II* listed building on a ridge in Wentworth, South Yorkshire in northern England. It was designed by Henry Flitcroft for the Whig aristocrat Thomas Watson-Wentworth, Earl of Malton to commemorate the quashing of the 1745 Jacobite rebellion.
© Leanne Boulton, All Rights Reserved
Street photography from Glasgow, Scotland.
Fascism on the rise.
Eugenicist language used against the vulnerable.
Lies readily believed because it's easy.
Truth dismissed despite masses of evidence.
Rights restricted.
Protest quashed.
Power abused.
International law blown apart.
The rules based order broken.
Don't look up.
Greed.
Power.
Hate.
Humanity lost.
The day after Thanksgiving has been designated Native American Heritage Day in the U.S. celebrating the rich cultural heritage of the indigenous peoples of the country. It offsets some of the naive ideas promoted by the Thanksgiving holiday. The overlap with "black friday" is most unfortunate, and has resulted in some Native Americans to declare the timing of this day of commemoration to be in "poor taste."
It is thought that the first humans were present in North America around 23,000 years ago, possibly even earlier. The diversity of environments in which these human cultures thrived, from the Arctic to deserts is amazing- no other species on Earth has done this. The traditions they established are indeed rich and beautiful, many of which are carried on today despite governmental attempts to quash them. There are 567 tribes recognized by the Federal government.
This petroglyph panel shown here portrays one of these rich cultures that thrived in what is now southern Utah and southwestern Colorado 2000 years ago. The large anthropomorphs are in the San Juan style (Basketmaker II period). The shamanistic figures have enigmatic head ornaments (some look like antenna), belts, and necklaces.
Hoober Stand is a 30-metre-high tower and Grade II* listed building on a ridge in Wentworth, South Yorkshire in northern England. It was designed by Henry Flitcroft for the Whig aristocrat Thomas Watson-Wentworth, Earl of Malton to commemorate the quashing of the 1745 Jacobite rebellion.
1931 was the year that the stars lined up for the Italians. Alfa added 2 cylinders to their sweet 1750, producing the all conquering (for 4 years) 8C 2300 which appeared just in time to replace the collapsing Bentley Le Mans dominating, 'worlds fastest Lories' as Ettore Bugatti quipped), as Bentley had financially collapsed, the 'Bentley Boys' who had won 5 Le Mans had dispersed, and Bentley had been purchased by Rolls Royce, who defanged Bentley by officially quashing all performance and racing plans. So Bentley, who was the odds on favorite to repeat at Le Mans, had evaporated, leaving the field open.
The Italians had already perfected 8 small cylinders 2300 cc (both Bugatti and Alfa) to successfully compete with the behemoth Mercedes SSK 8 of 7.1 liters, that continues today with Ferrari's V-12s still using lots of small cylinders. ...... and now the story gets wonderfully weird......
Alfa sent 2 factory cars with full teams and drivers, which did not finish DNF, but a private entry from the very British Lord Howe driving with Tim Birkin (of Bentley Birkin Blower fame) drove their supercharged 8C to victory, 7 laps ahead of the mighty Mercedes SSK. The start of 4 straight Le Mans wins for the 8C.
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We completely understand the public's concern about futuristic robots feeding on the human population, but that is not our mission.....
Dr Hemet Von Zimmerman attempts to quash internet rumours that his company is developing a robot that runs its biomass-powered engine by digesting fallen soldiers on the battlefield
The Supreme Court of the Netherlands
Cour suprême des Pays-Bas
Hoher Rat der Niederlande
The Hague, Korte Voorhout 8
The Supreme Court of the Netherlands, literally "High Council of the Netherlands") is one of the highest courts of the Netherlands, Curaçao, Sint Maarten and Aruba. The Court was established on 1 October 1838 and sits in The Hague, Netherlands.
The Court has exclusive final jurisdiction over civil and criminal matters. In certain administrative cases it has final jurisdiction as well, while in other cases this jurisdiction rests with the adjudicative division of the Council of State, the Central Appeals Tribunal (Centrale Raad van Beroep), the Trade and Industry Appeals Tribunal (College van Beroep van het bedrijfsleven) as well as judicial institutions in the Caribbean part of the Kingdom of the Netherlands. The Court is a court of cassation, which means that it has the competence to quash or affirm rulings of lower courts, but no competence to re-examine or question the facts. It only considers whether the lower courts applied the law correctly and the rulings have sufficient reasoning. In so doing it establishes case law. According to Article 120 of the Constitution, courts may not rule on the constitutionality of laws passed by the States General and treaties. With the exception of constitutional Court of Sint Maarten courts (which rules on constitutionality with regards to the Sint Maarten constitution only) have thus no competence for judicial review with respect to the Constitution.
The Supreme Court currently consists of 36 judges: a president, 6 vice-presidents, 25 justices (raadsheren, literally "Lords of the Council") and 4 justices in exceptional service (buitengewone dienst). All judges are appointed for life, until they retire at their own request or mandatorily at the age of 70.
History
The development of cassation in the Netherlands was heavily influenced by the French during the Batavian Revolution at the end of 18th century. The establishment of the Supreme Court on 1838 brought an end to the Grote Raad van Mechelen and its successor the Hoge Raad van Holland, Zeeland en West-Friesland, which both served as high appellate courts.
Authority
In the Netherlands a case is first heard by one of the ten district courts (rechtbanken). Afterwards, either side may appeal to one of the four courts of appeal (gerechtshoven). Finally, either party may file a cassation appeal to the Supreme Court.
Source: Wikipedia
About the architecture
The building is located in the historic city center of The Hague along the Korte Voorhout and adjacent to Malieveld park. The new design, with the measured vibrancy of its facades, interacts with the trees across the street announcing the city gateway. The main entrance is flagged by six bronze statues, with a single pane of glass subtly marking the transition from the street to the interior. The transparency of the building signifies both accessibility to the public as well as the soundness and clarity of judgment. The entrance hall with courtrooms forms the public area and double height ceilings span the full length of the building. The floors and walls are of a light grey limestone that exudes a velvety texture. The upper floors accommodate offices, a library with study places, a restaurant, and council and meeting chambers. Daylight permeates the building through several skylights, forming the core of the distinct domains of the Council and Procurator General Office. The light, the sightlines throughout the space, and the open perspective inspire social interaction, encourage the exchange of ideas and opinions, and allows for informal gatherings.
Source: kaanarchitecten.com/work/supreme-court-of-the-netherlands/
In front of the façade, facing the street, six bronze statues depicting Dutch jurists, active between the seventeenth and nineteenth centuries.
Hugo de Groot (1583-1645) en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hugo_Grotius
Simon van Leeuwen (1626-1682) nl.wikipedia.org/wiki/Simon_van_Leeuwen (only in dutch)
Ulricus Huber (1636-1694) en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Ulrik_Huber
Johannes Voet (1647-1713) en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johannes_Voet
Cornelis van Bijnkershoek (1673-1743) en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Cornelius_van_Bynkershoek
Joan Melchior Kemper (1766-1824) en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Joan_Melchior_Kemper
This appears to be the second cemetery. Monuments are of a uniform height and there are few variations on the squarish format.
Brooksville, established in 1856 by the merger of the towns of Melendez and Pierceville, took its name to honor and show support for Preston Brooks, a pro-slavery congressman from South Carolina who caned and seriously injured Massachusetts Senator and abolitionist Charles Sumner.
A few years ago a group tried to rename the city but their attempt was quashed. I guess there is still a proslavery sentiment among some hereabouts.
These little boxes appeared on Madeira Drive this weekend and rumour had it that they were to accommodate the homeless if we go into another lockdown!!! That rumour was quickly quashed when somebody realised all the little pods had been removed from the Brighton Eye.
The building in the background is the old Kemp Town Reading Rooms. They were adapted in 1835 to accommodate the Kemp Town Committee meetings; Grade 11 Listed in 1952; abandoned in the late 1900's along with Black Rock; and to date decorated by graffiti artists, abandoned, derelict and occupied on and off by homeless
Big plans afoot as part of the Black Rock Rejuvenation Project. Watch this space ……………..
I only saw two coatimundi while in Belize so I was happy to get a shot of one. They are part of the racoon family. This one had loss of fur on it's tail so I'm not sure if it was mange or something else.
Placencia, Belize
This shot was taken from the patio of the Fishermans Cot...
The inn overlooks the medieval 16th-century Bickleigh Bridge which was said since the 1960s to have been the inspiration for the song Bridge Over Troubled Water. Paul Simon stayed at The Fisherman's Cot in the 1960s whilst performing nearby in Exeter. During his stay at the inn in Room Six, the river had flooded its banks and when he later wrote the famous song it was widely believed to have been the inspiration for the song with the bridge. The rumour was quashed in 2003 when Art Garfunkel claimed that Paul Simon had been inspired to write the song from a hymn book...
Wikipedia
Hoober Stand is a 30-metre-high (98 ft) tower and Grade II* listed building on a ridge in Wentworth, South Yorkshire in northern England. It was designed by Henry Flitcroft for the Whig aristocrat Thomas Watson-Wentworth, Earl of Malton (later the 1st Marquess of Rockingham) to commemorate the quashing of the 1745 Jacobite rebellion. It lies close to his country seat Wentworth Woodhouse. Its site is approximately 157 metres (515 ft) above sea level and from the top there are long-distance views on a clear day. Hoober Stand is one of several follies in and around Wentworth Woodhouse park; the others include Needle's Eye and Keppel's Column. Sidney Oldall Addy, the Sheffield author calls the structure Woburn Stand in his 1888 book. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoober_Stand
This school is no longer used (to my knowledge) but isn't it beautiful!? I just love this place! Want to know the history? Check the comments section.
For the past few years I have heard about a funny little near ghost town in the middle of nowhere rugged Montana. It's called Ingomar and it has quite a past--it's a very interesting place! To get there you have to drive some pretty desolate roads. You hardly see another car and all you have to accompany you is wind and dust. It's worth the trip!
Ingomar is a town in decline. It has some very notable buildings, but they are falling into disrepair (save for the newly remodeled depot).
Here's the history (it's very worth reading!):
"Upon completion of the Milwaukee Railroad in 1910, Ingomar became the hub of commerce in an area bounded by the Missouri River to the north, the Musselshell River to the west and the Yellowstone River to the south and east. Ingomar was an ideal location for a railhead and shipping center for the thousands of acres between the Yellowstone and the Missouri Rivers. The town site was platted in 1910 by the railroad and named by railroad officials. The depot was completed in 1911.
Contributing to the growth of the area north to the Missouri and south to the Yellowstone was the Homestead Act of 1862, later amended to give settlers 320 acres of land which, if proved up in 5 years, became their own. The railroad advertised the area as "Freeland" and was responsible for bringing settlers into the area.
Ingomar was also the sheep shearing center to the migratory sheep men using the free spring, summer and fall grass. Ingomar became the site of the world’s largest sheep shearing and wool shipping point. Two million pounds of wool a year were shipped from Ingomar during the peak years. Shearing pens in Perth, Australia, were designed using the Ingomar pens as a model. Wool was stored in the wool warehouse located adjacent to the shearing pens, and shipped out by rail through 1975, when the wool warehouse was sold to William Magelssen. Rail service was discontinued in 1980.
Since potable water could not be found at the town site, water was supplied by the Milwaukee Railroad using a water tender. The water tender was left in Ingomar as a gift by the Milwaukee Railroad when services were discontinued. In late 1984, a water system was installed for the few remaining Ingomar residents.
Between 1911 and 1917, there were an average of 2,500 homestead filings per year in this area. The post office was established in 1910, with Si Sigman as the postmaster. Ingomar soon became a bustling town of 46 businesses, including a bank, 2 elevators, 2 general stores, 2 hotels (of which, one remains), 2 lumber yards, rooming houses, saloons, cafes, drug store, blacksmith shop, claims office, doctor, dentist, maternity home and various other essential services. To the northeast of the town site is what remains of Trout Lake, a body of water impounded by the embankment of the railroad, which provided boating and swimming in summer, skating in winter, and a source of ice that was cut, harvested and stored in 3 ice houses to provide summer refrigeration. Fires, drought and depression have wreaked havoc on this community over the years. The dreams of homesteaders vanished as rain failed to come in quantities to assure a crop with sufficient frequency to enable them to make a living. A reluctance to abandon the town has kept it alive through the devastating fire of 1921, which destroyed a large portion of it. Some businesses rebuilt, but others moved on.
The Ingomar Hotel located at the corner of Main Street and Railway Avenue was built in 1922 and connected to an older dining room which was managed by Mrs. H. J. Broom, and by Stena Austin after Mrs. Broom’s death. The mortgagor, Emil Lura, took over ownership and management of the property, after twice foiling Stena’s efforts to torch the hotel. At that time rates were 50 cents per night and no women allowed; after World War II rates were raised to $1 per night. The building was purchased by Bill Seward in 1966 and is no longer operated as a hotel. The present day Jersey Lilly had its beginning as a bank in 1914, known as Wiley, Clark and Greening, Bankers. On Jan. 1, 1918, the bank was reorganized from a probate bank to Ingomar State Bank; it received a federal charter, and operated as the First National Bank of Ingomar from January until July 21, 1921, when it closed. On October 13, 1921, the bank went into receivership. In June, 1924, William T. Craig was charged in Federal Court in Billings with misapplying certain funds of the bank. Craig was found guilty and sentenced to 16 months and fined $1,000. In April, 1925, the Circuit Court of Appeals in San Francisco reversed the Montana decision and the indictment was ordered quashed. Craig was dismissed. The money lost by the bank customers was never repaid.
In 1933, Clyde Easterday established the Oasis bar in the bank building; Bob Seward took over the bar in 1948 and named it the Jersey Lilly after Judge Roy Bean’s bar of the same name in Langtry, Texas. Bob’s son, Bill, purchased the building in 1958, and the Jersey Lilly continued under his ownership, serving as the local watering hole, cafe and general gathering place for area residents until August, 1995, when it was purchased by Jerry J. Brown. The Jersey Lilly is internationally known for its beans and steaks. The cherry wood, back bar of the Jersey Lilly is one of two which were transported from St. Louis by boat up the Missouri and Yellowstone rivers and installed at Forsyth in the early 1900s. This bar was stored at Forsyth during Prohibition, sold to Bob Seward, and installed here in 1933; the other back bar was destroyed in 1912, when the American Hotel burned in Forsyth.
The original frame school building, the Jersey Lilly and Bookman Store were all placed on the National Registry of Historic places in September, 1994. Both the original frame school building and the Milwaukee Depot are now privately owned.
Ingomar retains its post office and one rural route with mail delivered every Friday in spite of snow, rain, heat or gloom of night.
Area residents banded together to construct a rodeo arena, which has become the home of one of the best NRA rodeos. Rodeos are held throughout the summer and early fall.
Across the street from the Jersey Lilly, the local 4-H club has constructed a park with horseshoe pits and picnic tables for public use.
A campground with hookups is open throughout the year. If you are planning a stay in Ingomar, call the Jersey Lilly at 358-2278 for information.
From the grazing of buffalo to Texas cattle to early sheep men and through the homestead era, this land has completed a cycle, bringing it back to its primary use, production of natural grasses. Ingomar survives today because of the social needs of the people of this vast and sparsely populated area." -ultimatemontana.com
Why should we turn ourselves around?
with seeming eyes in the backs of our heads,
reluctant to open to the past
at the time where memory retreads
a recollection that's neither the first nor the last
of our painful ways plunging deep into our days
seven of which begin and end sharply
instrumental in forming this emotional task-force
to combat hellish ill luck's dastard oversupply
it's epilogue becomes a matter of course
now pain is down on it's bloody luck,
and waiting for an alibi
friendless against a more peaceable world
it turns nasty before a swinish goodbye
when the activia-laden stomach swirled
like a revered King's gentle evening call
a plentiful syllable enough to instil a magic
of passing sentence on the vernacular hurts;
those handcuffed, effing and blinding so tragic
quashed medicinally health now reverts
a Lynott-line once got out of here, and so can I
now today appears tenable if not endurable
like this teletexed Sunlight filtered out of vogue
accompanied by a humoured coffee black and accompanable
easing the mind now yearning to be free of the pained rogue
the one that is quadruply fractious
sinking upstream, always against the grain,
and into the headwind of un-returnable physique
a by-product of elongated illness and strain
it reveals a brave new world seemingly so oblique
slightly isolated, foveate, like the heart's lost and rediscovered satellite planet
where stamina and endurance were the founding father's
of the rights to well-being, care and belief in one's self
when hope runs dry, we must toast such belief when there are no others
for ultimately you can but try, before time runs out on itself.
by anglia24
10h00: 26/06/2008
©2008anglia24
some haze around loughrigg tarn this morning as the sun finally reared its head above the bank of cloud on the horizon.i was hoping for some longer shadows across the scene but the slightly later arrival of the sun quashed that idea.make the most of whats in front of you and hope for some mist on my next visit.
The new Mersey Gateway bridge
In the first month of opening over 50,000 drivers received a Penalty Charge Notice (PCN). Some claimed to be unaware of how to pay the toll since no signage of how to pay was evident nor a telephone number supplied to pay the toll. One driver who used the bridge and did not pay the toll received 28 PCNs totalling £616. He wrote to "Merseyflow" appealing the PCNs citing that they were in breach of both the Consumer Rights Act 2015 and The Consumer Protection from Unfair Trading Act 2008. Merseyflow agreed, quashed the PCNs, and accepted his payment of £56 for the amount of crossings he made.
In accordance with the "Mersey Gateway Project vehicle Recovery Policy" if a vehicle has a breakdown whilst on the bridge, recovery is only permitted by a designated authorised company. No roadside repairs, refuelling or tyre changing is permitted unless by special permission. The recovered vehicle will be taken to an appropriate place where it will be impounded until the recovery fee is paid. Fees at present are a minimum of £150 plus VAT for a two wheeled vehicle and small vehicles not exceeding a Maximum Authorised Mass (MAM) of 3.5 tonnes
This is a head-down drone shot of Hoober Stand near Wentworth, Barnsley.
Hoober Stand is a 30-metre-high (98 ft) tower and Grade II* listed building on a ridge in Wentworth, South Yorkshire in northern England. It was designed by Henry Flitcroft for the Whig aristocrat Thomas Watson-Wentworth, Earl of Malton (later the 1st Marquess of Rockingham) to commemorate the quashing of the 1745 Jacobite rebellion. It lies close to his country seat Wentworth Woodhouse. Its site is approximately 157 metres (515 ft) above sea level and from the top there are long-distance views on a clear day. Hoober Stand is one of several follies in and around Wentworth Woodhouse park; the others include Needle's Eye and Keppel's Column. Sidney Oldall Addy, the Sheffield author calls the structure Woburn Stand in his 1888 book. en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Hoober_Stand
For the past few days Stormtrooper Bruce has been in a quandary about what to do regarding the rumors of a mission to a new unexplored quadrant, leaving everyone quaking in their boots. Rookies, he snorted under his breath, deciding to quash those rumors next week. Now that it's quitting time, all STB wants is some peace and quiet. But he knew the universe had other plans.
QQ: Unka Dude, Unka Dude! Whew, it's been quite a day, but I'm finally here!
STB: Little Dude, just one question, maybe two - who are you today? And what have you brought to my quarters?
QQ: Well, today I'm Quentin Quasar! And what I have is a Quartz example, after taking my que from you.
STB: What? You took my que?
QQ: You're so silly! Today I went on a quest to find something, anything that started with Q. It was impossible! When I began to question if I'd ever find anything, Momma stepped in to help.
STB: Momma's are quick to help out.
QQ: Yes, well, um.. she offered to make a Quahog Quiche. I don't know what that is... but when she pulled out that galactic cookbook I got all queasy. But turns out she was short on ingredients.
STB: Whew! But you're no quitter, so what happened next?
QQ: Well, I membered your geodes, so then I searched the library archives until I found this high quality specimen!
STB: I'll quiz you on it - tell me what you know.
QQ: It's a quartz specimen, specifically a horn coral geode. from a quirky little planet called Earth. Oh, but I interrupted your game of cards, so I'll do like that quote says and act like an atom and split!
STB: Actually, I know what a quagmire it is looking for Q items, so I sorted the Queens out of my deck of cards, just in case you wound up being totally que-less.
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Jean Calas, marchand protestant de Toulouse, est condamné par le parlement de Toulouse, au supplice de la roue et exécuté le 10 mars 1762, sous l’accusation, sans preuve, d’avoir assassiné un de ses fils, réputé converti au catholicisme. Des protestants interviennent en vain pour défendre Calas, mais Voltaire obtient la cassation de son jugement et la réhabilitation de sa mémoire
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Jean Calas, a Protestant merchant from Toulouse, was condemned by the Toulouse parliament to the ordeal of the wheel and executed on 10 March 1762 on the accusation, without proof, of having murdered one of his sons, who had reputedly converted to Catholicism. Protestants intervened in vain to defend Calas, but Voltaire succeeded in having his sentence quashed and his memory rehabilitated.
To take this picture, I got up before sunrise and rushed to the West End entry gate of the Taj and I was absolutely disappointed to see a huge crowd at the ticket window and a big line at the checkpoint. I had hoped to get in early to see the first rays on sunlight on the taj. It is said to shine in a different color in the morning light. All my hopes to get in early were quashed. I took my ticket and got into the Queue. I entered the gates after spending about 30 mins in the queue and the view was phenomenal. I sat down for a full 15 mins and admired this creation. I didn't care that the sun had come up already and waiting further would lead to overexposed photos. The picture can't say how beautiful the Taj Mahal is in reality. via 500px ift.tt/1XT4lQA
Previously employed as forest men or game wardens, Jäger functioned as light infantry, equipped with more accurate long rifles and the ability to move stealthily through forested areas. When King George III enlisted the aid of his Germanic allies to quash the rebellion in North America, Frederick II of Hesse-Kassel sent not only line infantry, but his Jäger, who would soon strike fear into the heart of the Continental Army during the brutal fighting in New York and Pennsylvania.
As a self-proclaimed history nut, I always like it when I stumble across some little-known event, piece of equipment, or unit. When I was doing some research on the Seven Years War a few months ago, I learned about the Hessian Jäger Korps and, seeing that no one in this community has recreated them in the brick, I threw a few together. Unfortunately, there is really no purist equivalent of the Jäger jacket—not that I could find, anyway—so I edited Hound Knight's Hessian line infantry decal so as to match the coloring of the Jäger. Shown here are two foot Jäger and one mounted Jäger (note the boots), who would traditionally dismount his steed before heading into battle (note the missing horse ;D).
Hound Knight's original decal can be found here: www.eurobricks.com/forum/index.php?/profile/5665-hound-kn...
C&C appreciated.
Soli Deo Gloria,
Greyson (BSB)
Kentucky's Freedom of Religion and Deep Religious Tolerance
The Shaker Village at Pleasant Hill is the eleventh and final entry to the book Dr. Thomas Clark's Eleven Kentucky Treasures that the historian felt all Kentuckians should visit to appreciate their state, whether they are Shakers or not. In fact, three of the Kentucky historian's picks for the top eleven spots were religious sites of quite different beliefs. Each have one thing in common. They were able in Kentucky to set up their own slice and attempt of Heaven on earth.
The United Society of Believers in Christ's Second Coming was too long of a church name for the average American to remember. The name also had a heavy-duty, end-of-the-world connotation to boot. Instead, the United Society of Believers in Christ's Second Coming's nickname caught on. Shakers were labeled after believers were observed to shake while in worship. That name was simple. Memorable. Whether church members liked it or not, that name stuck with non-believers.
This is Shaker Village at Pleasant Hill, Kentucky.
The United Society of Believers in Christ's Second Coming was different than many Christian churches in that it was non-trinitarian in belief. They also were restorationists, that is to say they believed through the church Christ was restoring a truer, more ancient, purer form of Christianity to a world where Christianity had been perverted throughout the centuries. Men and women were to be equal. Family units of a man and wife only re-established a conventional patriarchal order, which quashed the woman. So, Shakers were to be celibate and single. No family units. With no children, their congregations gradually aged and faded away. Shakers also believed their founder, Mary, was Jesus Christ made incarnate again through the body of their leader.
2018. Balance Rock at Big Bend National Park. My hopes for clear skies and star trails, were quashed by clouds. Some clouds in the night sky under a almost full moon. 3 minutes with added incandescent light.
'Though the threat of invasion had been quashed by our microscopic allies. The very machines intended for our annihilation still remained, some were taken apart, studied and kept in storage sites and vaults. And Some stood in the very parks and locations of calamity, serving as grim reminders that we are not alone in this universe...' - Arthur Gunn
...Well, that's what this shot was intended to be!
Having checked the forecast on Friday night for a Saturday morning sunrise, I diverted from my original Dartmoor shoot plan, as Dorset was set for a foggy start.
Having set off at 4am and arriving at Corfe Castle for 5.45, my hopes of a glorious silhouetted casle ruin, emblazened with sunbeams bursting through the fog were somewhat quashed, when I was met with an inpenetrable wall of clag.
Nevertheless, I ascended the climb to the west of the castle and was slightly reassured by the prence of several other equally optimistic photographers. One of them even got his camera out of his bag in anticipation!
Those of us that bothered to hang around in the freezing conditions until well over two hours past sunrise, learned the lesson the hard way, that there is a fine line between optimism and delusion. Also the weather gods don't always share the same plans as us snappers.
To cut a long story short, I tried to make the best of the time waiting around for the light show by interrogating some of the locals about alternate shoot locations.
I was directed towards the abandoned village of Tyneham and East / West Lulworth. After a bit of whizzing around in several misty lanes, and finding Tyneham closed due to military firing, I instead ended up at these old woods next to 'Blue Pool'.
So, not quite Corfe Castle in the mist, but at least I can finally tick off a misty woodland shot.
Make/Model - East Lancs Myllennium Vyking/Volvo B7TL
Previous Operators - Solent Blue Line, Bluestar
In April 1987, a northbound Eureka Southern train crosses Outlet Creek near Farley, California. The creek flows into the Eel River at this spot. From here most of the way to Eureka, the railroad will follow the Eel. The canyon carved by the Eel River was an inhospitable environment for a railroad. In time, it would eventually quash the rail line through numerous slides, washouts and other flood damages.
The southernmost section of CN's ex-WC Waukesha Subdivision is also its quietest. As is the case with many abandoned (or, in this case, near-abandoned) swaths of railroad, this was not always so. Prior to 2009, this section of the line was just as busy as the rest of it, providing an important link between classification yards in the Chicago city proper and the multitude of yards and industries that litter the line as it goes north. This part of the line stood the test of time for a long time, surviving the CN/WC merger in 2001, but its days essentially came to an end in 2009, when the CN purchased the Elgin, Joliet and Eastern Railway. The merger unlocked a host of new routing possibilities for trains coming to or through Chicagoland. No longer did they have to weave through the congested junctions close to the city- now they could bypass the city entirely if they wanted to. The newly-merged mega-railroad took advantage of what it had, and in not much time at all, this section of the line became obsolete.
Although it hasn't seen regular freight service in over a decade, this section of the line is not officially abandoned. It remains in somewhat decent condition and still receives inspections from CN, but any hopes of a revitalization are likely to be quashed given the absence of opportunity along the line, not to mention the disrepair of the CSX Altenheim Subdivision, which this line becomes south of Forest Park, where CN's ownership ends.
Today, your only hope of catching anything on this section of the line is snagging an RDC conducting track inspections between Junction B-12 and Forest Park. I was fortunate enough to capture one such move today, and I certainly savored the moment because it is unlikely that I will ever see something like this again.
June 1970, and view down Smallbrook Queensway in Birmingham City Centre with WMPTE Fleetline 3244 heading onto St Martin's Queensway. The bus still wears its Birmingham City Transport colours, but its municipal city crests have been overlaid with WMPTE's 'WM West Midlands' Fablon stickers and legal address, indicating its new owner /operator.
The bus is about to pass the Mulberry Bush pub to its left, situated under the landmark Rotunda building. On the evening of 21st November 1974, the Mulberry Bush would be one of two Birmingham pubs targeted by the IRA during its mainland bombing campaign. The other pub being the Tavern in the Town. In all, 21 people were killed and 182 others injured. The Provisional IRA never officially admitted responsibility for the bombings, although a former senior officer of the organisation confessed to their involvement in 2014. Following the bombings, six men were arrested, sent to trial and imprisoned. Infamously known as the 'Birmingham Six', they maintained their innocence, insisting that the Police had coerced them into signing false confessions through severe physical and psychological abuse. After 16 years in prison, and a lengthy campaign, their convictions were declared unsafe and unsatisfactory, and were quashed by the Court of Appeal in 1991.
Since 2000, this area of Birmingham has seen massive change, the road layout and general scene here now much altered.
History for 3244 (244DOC) - Daimler Fleetline CRG6LX 60007, MCCW H76F
February 1962 - New to Birmingham City Transport. Allocated Perry Barr bus garage, Birmingham. This bus was part of the batch 3241 - 3250, Birmingham's first production Daimler Fleetlines delivered during January and February 1962.
01/10/1969 - Passed to West Midlands Passenger Transport Executive (WMPTE).
June 1972 - Repainted into WMPTE livery.
November 1977 - De-licensed and put aside for use as a driver training bus.
August 1978 - Reinstated as a driver training bus. 3245 was also reinstated for this purpose in February 1979. These buses could seen out and about around the WM operating areas during their times as driver training buses.
1980 - 3244 withdrawn from service and sold to scrap.
Hoober Stand is a 30-metre-high (98 ft) tower and Grade II* listed building on a ridge in Wentworth, South Yorkshire in northern England. It was designed by Henry Flitcroft for the Whig aristocrat Thomas Watson-Wentworth, Earl of Malton (later the 1st Marquess of Rockingham) to commemorate the quashing of the 1745 Jacobite rebellion. It lies close to his country seat Wentworth Woodhouse. Its site is approximately 157 metres (515 ft) above sea level and from the top there are long-distance views on a clear day. Hoober Stand is one of several follies in and around Wentworth Woodhouse park; the others include Needle's Eye and Keppel's Column.
"There is only one plan—one great design which shall govern the universe—mine."
―Darth Sidious[src]
Darth Sidious, born Sheev Palpatine and known simply as the Emperor, was a human male Dark Lord of the Sith who reigned over the galaxy as Galactic Emperor of the First Galactic Empire. Rising to power in the Galactic Senate as the senator of Naboo, the manipulative Sith Lord cultivated two identities, Sidious and Palpatine, using both to further his political career. He masterminded the Clone Wars in order to gain dictatorial powers during the final years of the Galactic Republic. After the fall of the Jedi Order, Sidious established a reign lasting from 19 BBY until his demise in 4 ABY. Death was not the end for Sidious, however, as the dark side of the Force was a pathway to abilities that made his return possible.
Born on the Mid Rim planet Naboo around 84 BBY during the Republic Era, Sidious possessed a strong connection to the Force, and was secretly trained in the ways of the Sith by Darth Plagueis. He eventually killed his Sith Master in order to train his own Sith apprentice, Darth Maul, for the Rule of Two limited their ranks to two Sith Lords at any given time. As a result of the Invasion of Naboo, a crisis orchestrated by Sidious, the Senate elected Palpatine as Supreme Chancellor. The Separatist Crisis and the Clone Wars were masterminded by Sidious and his new apprentice, Darth Tyranus, in an effort to achieve galactic dominance. Following an attempt to arrest the chancellor, the Great Jedi Purge commenced with Sidious enacting Order 66.
With the Jedi all but extinct, Sidious installed the New Order in the Republic's place, declaring himself Galactic Emperor and bringing an end to a millennium of democracy. He had also taken another new apprentice, having lured the Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker to the dark side and transforming him into Darth Vader. Their reign was virtually unchallenged for a generation until the formation of the Alliance to Restore the Republic. During the Galactic Civil War, the Emperor sought to replace Vader with his son, Luke Skywalker. However, Sidious' plan backfired when Vader ultimately renounced the dark side and killed Sidious to protect Luke. Thus, with the Sith's destruction, the Force was brought back into balance, fulfilling Anakin's destiny as the prophesied Chosen One.
Through his master's teachings, however, Sidious transferred his essence to an imperfect clone vessel that had been modeled on his original body. Anticipating the possibility of defeat, he created the Contingency to destroy the Galactic Empire and replace it with a new Sith Empire. His plans culminated in the destruction of the New Republic and the emergence of the First Order, the creation of Supreme Leader Snoke, who turned Ben Solo—heir to the Skywalker bloodline—to the dark side, and the establishment of the Final Order. When the Emperor announced his return to the galaxy in 35 ABY, the Resistance invaded the planet Exegol, Sidious' hidden stronghold in the Unknown Regions. During the battle, he discovered a dyad in the Force in the form of the bond between Solo and Rey, a Jedi apprentice sired from the Emperor's bloodline. His ambition of eternal rule was finally quashed when Rey called upon the strength of past Jedi to vanquish her grandfather by turning his own power against him, destroying Sidious and his Sith Eternal cultists.
Stagecoach South
Scania N230UD / ADL Enviro400
15988 - YN64XSR
Seen on Worthing Rally route 100 on Marine Parade.
Yet another stylish brand that the new yellow 'school bus' look has quashed is the Coastliner 700 in its various iterations between Brighton and Portsmouth. Definite shame.
During a photo trip to Olympic National Park earlier this year, I decided to scope out Rialto Beach and confirm what I'd heard about one of its trademark sea-stacks having recently collapsed. During my hike up the beach, I played with a few different foregrounds with my wide angle lens. The dreaded marine layer quashed any hope of dramatic sunset light, but the sensuality of the water juxtaposed with the almost gothic looking sea-stacks in the background fit perfectly with my idea for a moody black-and-white. For this image, I manually blended foreground and background exposures in Photoshop, then converted to black-and-white using Lightroom.
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The day of the Boonta speeder race was nearly upon us and Braik was constantly working on improving the speeder, which he had christened "the wraith". Now that more skilled racers had decided to participate, we all felt our chances of winning were growing slimmer every day, so it was important that we spent as much time as possible improving the Wraith's capabilities. Marcus and Veto kept him company, as they would be piloting the speeder during the competition and needed to know as much as possible about it's inner workings.
Although both Marcus and Veto are skilled pilots and can manage to control just about anything, it's definitely not their specialty. Me and Vace were tasked to locate and recruit two individuals who could permanently fulfill the function of pilots.
This is much harder than it sounds - most people back away and call the authorities when you say you want them to join an illegal gang of criminals. Thankfully, Vace assured me he knew a way to recruit two exquisite pilots without any problems occurring.
Following his lead, we traveled to Mon Cala. Upon arrival at Bel city, we were greeted by a hooded woman who introduced herself as Quash. What she was doing on Mon Cala, I don't know - my personal guess was she dealt in starship equipment...illegally of course, I'm not sure how Vace could have gotten in touch with her otherwise.
She led as down a couple of alleys and roads that evidently hadn't been used for a longer time. During our trip I attempted to start up a conversation using tried and true methods, such as commenting on the current nerf herding situation and the rising prices of death sticks, without success. Quash led us to a small rock outcrop near the edge of the sea where she approached a circular rock.
"This is the location, as requested," she said. After a quick nod to Vace, she turned away and began the trek back to the city.
I glanced at Vace. "Wow man, you've really got to introduce me to some more of your friends - I don't believe I've met anyone as sociable as her"
"She's more of an acquaintance than a friend," replied Vace. "We worked together in the same platoon when we defected - she, unlike the rest of us, enjoyed working for the Empire. Unfortunately, you can't exactly show up to work like nothing's changed after your whole troop has defected. She fled to Mon Cala in fear of her life."
"Then I'm guessing you two don't get along very well?" I asked.
"She despises me and everyone else from our platoon. I personally have nothing against her - I completely understand wanting to work for the Empire. I suppose it gives a nice sense of safety knowing you work for the largest military force in the galaxy. Still, I believe if she just got over it, she could enjoy her life outside the Empire - I certainly do."
"Then why exactly is she helping us out?"
Vace looked towards the fading figure of Quash in the distance. "She owes me," he said simply, and I could tell that was the only answer I was going to get.
Vace approached the circular rock, which upon closer inspection turned out to be a hatch. Having lifted the hatch he climbed inside and out of view. I followed behind, not understanding where we were going or what we were doing in any way.
We found ourselves in what seemed to be an underground hangar, completely invisible from above. This surprised me for a couple of reasons - first, building an underground hangar is incredibly hard and according to some, impossible. Second, once the Empire had taken control of Mon Cala all hangars had been deemed property of the Empire, yet as I looked around I didn't notice a single trooper in sight.
We were approached by a middle-aged man who, judging by his outfit, was a flight instructor.
"Welcome to the Bel city flight academy," he said. "My name is Serge Danga, I teach the elite class here at the academy. I suppose you're here to meet our students? "
Before I could ask one of my two million questions, Vace replied that we were and that we'd like to meet them as soon as possible.
"Can you please tell me what's going on?" I whispered to Vace. "We're supposed to be looking for skilled pilots, not school-aged rookies looking to impress their friends. Plus, where in the galaxy are we? I thought all flight academies on Mon Cala were closed or taken over due to imperial occupation."
Vace laughed. "You sound like an Imperial recruiter. Trust me, I think you'll be surprised with what some of these students can do to "impress" their friends, especially members of the elite class. As for our location, we are now walking through the hangar of one of the finest piloting schools in the galaxy. Its access is restricted of course, the academy directors don't want the imperials to realize an undercover and operating flight academy exists right under their noses.
Danga led us to the very center of the hangar where a group of young students equipped with flight suits were engaged in a conversation. Upon seeing Serge they halted their discussion and looked our way.
"Good evening cadets," said Danga. "I'd like you to meet sirs Vace and Kas. They're looking for two cadets to assist them in their power converter transportation services, if I remember correctly."
I raised an eyebrow and looked at Vace. He cleared his throat and addressed the group of students:
"About that - the truth is, we don't exactly transport power converters. I mean sure, we transport converters among other things, but it's not really what we specialize in."
"Just what do you specialize in then?" asked Danga.
Vace cleared his throat. Again.
"Well actually, we-,"
"We transport captives," I said, taking charge of the situation. "As well as spice, death sticks, blue milk, and just about anything that will gain us credits. Putting it simply, we're a band of smugglers and bounty hunters. If any of you want to join us and live a life of never-ending adventure and danger, but also full of credits, please speak up now."
If Danga appeared to be shocked at this news, it was nothing compared to the look on his face when after a moments' hesitation two cadets stepped forward; one a young woman, the other a Mon Calamari.
"My name is Charla, this is Frons," said the cadet, nodding towards the Mon Calamari.
"Do you accept the position we're offering?" asked Vace.
Charla glanced at Frons. "I think I speak for both of us when I say we'll take any chance that we come across to get off this lousy planet," she said. "Both of our parents were members of the underworld before they were killed by the Empire. I honestly won't mind following in their footsteps. What about you Frons?"
"As long as I get to take down some Imperials, I'm in," he growled.
"In that case, we'll be off," I said. "Charla, Frons, grab your stuff, our transport leaves at 2000 hours."
"Wha- wait, you can't do this!" sputtered Danga.
"As a matter'a fact I can," I said. "One, because if you cause any problems I'll spill the beans to the Empire about this little operation going on here and two," I smirked.
"We're Bounty Hunters, what you going to do?"
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I'm currently working on a very large Fractured Kingdoms project, so I thought I'd take a break from medieval MOC building and construct something for DT. I had a very fun time building this MOC and I'm relatively pleased with the way it came out. Next MOC I publish in here will either be the FK one I'm working on or a cyberpunk vignette. Either way, stay tuned for more MOCs and happy building!
In the last weeks of operation, photographers flocked to the seaside town of Bournemouth, to record to film the final days of the town's trolleybuses in public service. A popular location for photographers was the turntable situated at Christchurch, where the 20 and 21 services terminated. As can be seen, this was a manual operation requiring both the driver and conductor to physically turn the bus around. I would imagine that on a wet day with a grimy bus, especially in winter this would have been far from pleasurable.
The use of turntables to turn trolleybuses was an unusual practice, and particularly for in-service buses. Huddersfield Corporation had used a turntable at their Longwood trolleybus terminus. Wolverhampton also employed turntables; one at their Sedgley depot until its closure in 1938, and the other at their Bilston Depot until c1965. However, unlike Bournemouth and Huddersfield, the Wolverhampton turntables were used within the depot confines, and were not used to turn in-service vehicles around. Bournemouth became the last town to use a turntable for trolleybus operations. However, they were still extensively employed by the railways at that time.
Trolleybus 274 pictured, was a 1958 built Sunbeam MF2B with a Weymann H35/28D body, delivery new in January 1959. This vehicles was one of thirty nine Sunbeam MF2B trolleybuses ordered by Bournemouth Corporation, delivered between 1958 and 1962. Bournemouth numbered the new buses 258 -287/295-303 (WRU258-277, YLJ278-287, 295LJ-303LJ)
274 lasted until the end of trolleybus operations, but was sold for scrap after the system closed as no buyer could be found for these relatively new vehicles. There had been high-hopes that Walsall Corporation would purchase the MF2Bs from Bournemouth for further use, and that had been the intention. However, under the 1968 Transport Act, Walsall's Transport Department would fall under the control of the newly created West Midlands Passenger Transport Authority in 1969. The WMPTA had no want to continue trolleybus operations in the town, so all hope of these buses coming to Walsall were quashed.
As always, the image is scanned from the original material, in this case a 35mm slide.
The remarkaby well preserved Fort George just along the Moray Coast. Construction began in 1748 to replace the former Fort George in Inverness which had been destroyed by the Jacobites a few years earlier, the build was largely finished by 1758 and completed in 1762 and it represented the largest of the three military bases in the Great Glen to keep the Highlanders "under control".
It remains a military base to this day, which has in turn preserved the buildings remarkably well making it an interesting place to see what 18th century architecture would have looked like in it's day! The army is pulling out in 2032, when this was announced Sir Michael Fallon stated that it was no longer needed as "the Highland rebellions are over".
I wonder if he is going to eat those words...
This coati lives at Jimmy's Farm in Suffolk.
The South American coati is a member of the raccoon family. They are also known as, ring-tailed coati and coatimundis, from the Tupian languages of Brazil, which means 'lone coati'. Locally in Belize, the animal is known as 'quash'.
They are found in tropical and subtropical South America ranging from Colombia and The Guyanas south to Uruguay and northern Argentina. They typically live in the evergreen rainforest, cloud forest, deciduous rainforest, riverine gallery forest, and dry scrub forest.
An adult generally weighs from 4.4 to 15.9 lb. (2 to 7.2 kg) and is 33 to 44 in. (85 to 113 cm) long, with half of that being its tail. They vary in colour and can be grey, brown, red, and whitish. The snout is elongated and dark. The tail is black to brown in colour and has yellow rings which in some individuals may be only slightly visible
They are omnivorous and primarily eat fruit, invertebrates, small animals, and bird eggs. Their diet includes larval beetles, centipedes, scorpions, spiders, ants, lizards, termites, rodents, chickens, and even carrion when it is available. When foraging, they search for fruit in trees high in the canopy, and when on the ground use their snouts to search crevices to find prey. They also search for prey by turning over rocks or ripping open logs with their claws.
South American coatis are active during the day, and they live both on the ground and in trees. Females typically live in large groups, called bands, consisting of 15 to 30 animals. Males, however, are usually solitary. Neither bands of females nor solitary males defend a unique territory, and territories therefore overlap.
Coatis communicate with the help of soft whining sounds and alarm calls that sound as loud woofs and clicks. When an alarm call is sounded, coatis typically climb trees, and then drop down to the ground and disperse.
The breeding season is from October to March when fruits in season, but varies with location. The gestation period lasts around 77 days, and females give birth to 2 to 4 kits which are raised in a nest in the trees for 4 to 6 weeks. During this time the female leaves her group and stay with her newborn young until they are able to walk and climb. At 4 months kits will be weaned and will start eating solid food. Young females tend to remain with the group they were born into but males generally disperse from their mothers' group after 3 years. A kit can expect to have a lifespan of 7 to 14 years.
Predators of the South American coati include foxes, jaguars, and jaguarundis. Their main threats include hunting for meat and habitat loss through deforestation.
The IUCN Red List and other sources do not provide a total population size for the South American coati. Currently the species is classified as 'Least Concern' but its numbers are decreasing.
At Uppsala Castle. They point toward the Cathedral, as the 16th century kings needed to quash the power of the local bishops.
Video - youtu.be/oil54qIPgUc
Stob Coire nan Lochan
Last winter didn’t really seem to happen, I don’t seem to recall many snowy outings and winter mountaineering was limited to say the least… A brief cold snap at the start of that winter perhaps gave me false hope and I waited and waited on some nice snowy conditions to get out and about – then spring came and I was all over!!
Perhaps this is reason I have been trying to take advantage of any cold snaps this time around!! The same pattern started at the turn of winter and withy what happened last year I was perhaps thinking that every cold snap maybe the last of the winter!! Hence I have had the luck to enjoy quite a few snowy outing this season already, in fact some of the winter walking has been absolutely superb already – Garbh Bheinn on Skye being a highlight. This is also as close to mountaineering as I have got but with a decent dump of snow this week and temperatures plummeting I was hoping some of the snow pack may consolidate! The week before we had trudged half way up Beinn Chabhair before turning back as the storm closed in. The snow was unconsolidated and relatively deep and wet – something a freeze may help!!! So a few days later I met Gerry at our usual rendezvous point and we headed up the A82 towards Glencoe.
The drive up was glorious, white mountains and a clear sky promising a grand day…. We had considered curved ridge but the busy car park and thoughts of queuing made our minds up to go and have a look further down the glen… Any thought of finding a quiet spot were (understandably) quashed! All the car parks were full and we just go a space in the upper car park as we headed for Stob Coire nan Lochan (SCNL). The pink of dawn was now replaced by blue skies and as we head up the sunlight lit up the top of SCNL and across the glen the Aonach Eagach ridge was slowly lighting up as the sun rippled across its serrated top and started to make progress towards the floor of the Glen
The path was busy and soon we were donning our crampons and getting the axe out for the final pull into the corrie. It was looking superb!!A line of teams were heading up Broad Gully and a few teams could be seen on the harder buttress routes. We had discussed an amble up NC gully so headed over to have a look at it….. The snow was deep and the trench we were following indicated that there was about a foot of snow either side. Assessing the situation we soon discovered the snow t be of poor quality for a steepening gully. Most of it seemed to have fallen at once and although it at first seemed fine when we were following footprints, as soon as we left them it became apparent its wasn’t yet consolidated enough… certainly not for an ascent of NC…. So we stopped had a bite to eat and saw some footprints heading up to the west of Pinnacle Buttress to a steepening scoop. This was going to be our route to the rim of the corrie. Usually we’d have diverted to broad gully but decided on this route as neither of us had come up this way before. Unnamed but felt like a nice Grade 1 and in the upper reaches it was a grand adventure. Topping out and the white topped peaks to the west came into view. Always great to top out to a cracking view…. The weather was great and time was on our side so we took a leisurely stroll to the summit of SCNL and had another bite to eat along with many others. The views were superb as always. Iven the traffic on Broad Gully, we decided against descending the gully but took a nice walk back along the corrie rim and back down to the car. It was great to meet so many people up on the mountain today, having long chat with many… great to be able to do this without having to shout over the wind!!!
Another grand day out – much fun
The Hoober Stand is a 30-metre-high (98 ft) tower and Grade II* listed building on a ridge in Wentworth, South Yorkshire in northern England. It was designed by Henry Flitcroft for the Whig aristocrat Thomas Watson-Wentworth, Earl of Malton (later the 1st Marquess of Rockingham) to commemorate the quashing of the 1745 Jacobite rebellion. It lies close to his country seat Wentworth Woodhouse. Its site is approximately 157 metres (515 ft) above sea level and from the top there are long-distance views on a clear day. Hoober Stand is one of several follies in and around Wentworth Woodhouse park; the others include Needle's Eye and Keppel's Column.
Thomas Watson-Wentworth (the Earl of Malton and Lord Lieutenant of the West Riding of Yorkshire) fought for the British Government against the 1745 Jacobite rising. When the rebellion was crushed, George II elevated the earl to the 1st Marquess of Rockingham (the title Earl of Malton passed to his only surviving son). Watson-Wentworth commissioned architect Henry Flitcroft to design a commemorative monument.
The tower, an equilateral triangle with rounded corners in section and about 30 metres tall, is built in ashlar sandstone. Its three walls are perpendicular to the ground for 4.5 metres (15 ft) then taper to a hexagonal cupola surrounded by a triangular viewing platform reached by an internal helical stairway of 150 steps. It is believed that the three walls under the cupola represented England (including Wales), Scotland and Ireland all under one crown. The exterior is very plain but the interior is more decorative. At the top of the tower is the hexagonal cupola with a domed roof. It is surrounded by a triangular iron-railed viewing platform.