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Another one from that project, i shot in on Ektar 100 but i had no lighmeter with me so freeballed it, and it was kinda underexposed and ugly, so black and white it is
Who needs broadband when you can stand here and wait for a call. On the road to Ockle with the islands of Eigg and Rhum just off the coast.
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That's the first word that comes to mind when describing the view from the South Rim. It makes me feel as if I'm overlooking an area that has been seen but not explored by man. I think there's one trail (unseen here) that passes through, but it's not for day hikers such as myself.
The region is described as the "South Rim", which I actually haven't reached yet. This scene is from the southwest portion of the trail, looking west. The ridges faintly seen in the distance are in Mexico, with the Rio Grande flowing from right to left just in front of them.
Big Bend National Park, Texas.
One of Arcelor Mittal's remote controlled SW1500's makes its way through the steel mill in East Chicago Indiana
Commentary.
When crossing Ballachulish Bridge this is the view that greets you looking to the west.
However, doing so, risks an irresponsible accident.
So, of course, I took this shot, having stopped, a mere hundred yards from the bridge.
The mountains of Ardgour, and further south, (left), Kingairloch, are notably grey, rocky, bare and stark, but they make a shapely backcloth to the marshy shoreline and the vivid blue waters of Loch Linnhe.
Amazingly, at this point, Linnhe is almost seven miles across,
and the mountains more than ten miles away.
Part of the village of Onich is on the right,
with Glen Gour, beyond.
Garbh Bheinn (885m.) is the peak on the left, all part of an impressive and colourful scene.
Torreilles, Pyrénées-Orientales (66)
2 Mai 2016
Accessory
----> TRIPOD : Manfrotto
----> FILTER(S) : Hoya PRO ND500
----> REMOTE : No
Software
Lightroom 5, Photoshop CS5, Color Efex Pro 4
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Please don't use this image without my explicit permission.
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NGC 2903 in the constellation of Leo lies at a distance of 30 million light-years. It was discovered in 1784 by William Herschel. The galaxy is part of the Virgo supercluster.
Color image taken at the remote observatory from the E-Eye site in Spain. The image is composed of 13 hours of exposure time with the ZWO ASI-2600MC color camera using a Takahashi CCA250 f36 astrograph, riding a unguided 10Micron GM2000.
In the remote village of Sary Mogol, near Pik Lenin and the Tajik border, in the south of Kyrgystan. Sary Mogol is a village of around 2000 people, situated on a wide plateau at 3,200m above sea level. The spectacular Alay range, 5,544m, rises like a wall of snow in front of it.
Morphett Street - This guy and his skateboard amused me with the launch process. Silver Efex Pro 2: Agfa APX Pro 100 with 75% Green filter
Sometimes its best to just send in the robot.
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Best GI Joe accessory in DECADES.
UP 700 and 573 (ex Missouri Pacific and Southern Pacific, respectively) are on the end of a baretable consist as they reposition it at the Denver Intermodal Terminal. The two locomotives have been upgraded for remote operation, and the engineer can be seen standing on the side of 700 with the control pack around his neck.
GP38-2
Remote-controlled subway-themed robot mascot for New York's MTA transportation agency. At the 2007 Kids Expo in Poughkeepsie, NY.
Summer flowers blooming by the Tyrrhenian Sea, on the island of Capri, in Campania region, southern Italy.
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Photo can also be seen in the readers NY Times:
www.nytimes.com/slideshow/2010/06/08/travel/20100608-SHUT...
Barway, Cambridgeshire
This splendid brick bridge sits out on the end of the remote fenland hamlet of Barway, and crosses the Soham Lode which flows into the Great Ouse about a mile to the north. But immediately on the other side of the bridge, the road stops, and a muddy track leads across a field to the bank of the great river.
On the far side is Little Thetford, the village where I had spent the first three years of my life. But there is no bridge across the Ouse, or the Old West River as the locals call it, and never has been. At one time there was a windmill on the Barway side, and an old fenman would take you across on the chain ferry for a couple of pence. My mother tells me that in the long hot summers of the 1940s, her older brothers would swim across to avoid paying the toll, but why ever they should have wanted to cross from Little Thetford to the much smaller Barway I don't know.
I'd wanted to visit Barway because I recently discovered that my grandparents lived there in the 1920s, their first home together as man and wife. Also, it is one of the very last places in the Cambridgeshire Fens that I've never visited.
Barway is down a long, dead-end lane off of the Ely to Soham road, not far from Stuntney. It is so small that it doesn't even have a sign announcing its name - a dozen houses, a shut pub, a redundant church, a closed school. And yet, it is rather lovely, a tiny lost place on the edge of the river - only the Fen is beyond.
By the 1930s my grandparents had moved across the Great Ouse to Grunty Fen, where my mother was born, and then into
Little Thetford where my grandfather died in 1953, eight years before I was born. He lies buried in an unmarked grave in Little Thetford cemetery.
I stood for a while beside the tiny village green in Barway outside the former Bull public house, thinking about all this, and then headed back up the road towards Stuntney. As I turned off towards Padney I passed G's, one of the largest vegetable processing plants in the country. It is so vast that it has a road system of its own, and a hostel housing East European workers. I passed the hostel, and dozens of young East European men were larking about in the grounds, playing football, drinking cans of Tyskie, texting loved ones at home. There were young women too, but they were mainly out in the fields around Stretham, bringing in salad vegetables.
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we were in a remote village and this was taken as the entire village came out to see 5 foreigners . this was a common experience for us wherever we went .
our friend who spoke fluent Mandarin was negotiating a ride in a tractor for us . so as all eyes were on her i slipped behind the large circle of villagers and took some candid photos .. everyone wore the green or blue Mao clothes in those days ..
we were en route to a famous hanging temple
A remote region of southwest Idaho along the Owyhee River. Very few people make it to this spot. For those who do the reward is amazing color, unique geography and the sounds of wild Idaho.
Commentary.
A reservoir is sometimes obvious.
A large gravelly gap between high and low water
is evidence of a large outflow and/or prolonged low rainfall,
as seen here at Loch Monar.
It must be Autumn.
Coarse grass, ferns and diminishing numbers of Larch and Birch
glow bronze, gold and yellow in the sunshine, just south of Monar Lodge, and between the two dams.
Silent, tranquil perfection as four Snow Geese glide westwards.
Such isolated places can un-nerve some people.
For me it frees the spirit,
clears the mind
and unburdens the soul.
Heaven is not an idealistic place in the sky.
It is here.
It is now!