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I traveled north a few hundred miles north to see if I could see the northern lights, but clouds moved in and blocked my view for the most part. I did get to see this little sliver of a moon setting though.
Lower Big Quilcene River trail ONF. Went for a walk yesterday on a cold but beautiful day. This was one of the keepers.
I traveled 4 hours round to get some clicks here. Though I was a bit late and missed the sunset, but glad to not have missed the light in the Dusk.
Please do not ask me where this is in Bhutan. Instead I urge you to go find it on your own. In the pursuit of happiness what better destination than Bhutan.
Passing milepost 693, an Albany and Eastern log train is about to cross Lacomb Dr. north of Lebanon, Oregon, on September 27, 2016. The train is returning from the Teevin Bros. log yard and reload facility at Crabtree, and is led by AERC GE B23-7 No. 4201, which is former Conrail No. 1904, a well-traveled locomotive that also spent time on Metro-North, BNSF, Ohio Central and Port of Tillamook Bay Railroad. The RFRX markings are Rick Franklin Corporation (owners of AERC), but note that the locomotive now has small AERC reporting marks below the road number on the cab sides.
I traveled light this morning, A full frame camera and my 300mm f/4 with a 1.4 tc. This is one instance where my D500 and Sigma 150-600 would have made a significant difference... 900mm vs. 420mm. Based on what I had to work with, I placed emphasis on the composition.
Strathcona County, Alberta.
"....two roads diverged in a wood, and i
took the one less traveled by, and that
has made all the difference." -robert frost, The Road Not Taken
autumn in West Duwamish Greenbelt , seattle
Traveled to Anchorage today but I was taken with the interesting clouds in the sky all over. Here they look as to stream off Lazy Mountain near Palmer.
Taken 13 May 2024 near Palmer, Alaska
The complex journey I traveled to get to this visual end, was one again that I did not expect to take. Much as now, since we are all taking a journey through unchartered territory, since Covid-19 was introduced. Hoping soon that we can all rise up and together continue to live as humanity was meant to exist, closely and unafraid to touch one another.
While we traveled the Southwest we visited Painted Desert located in Arizona in April 2018. With this shot I used the Sony A7M3 with the Sony FE 16-35mm F4.0 ZA OSS Lens. This handheld shot at 1/250 sec at f/16 with ISO 100. Post processing with Adobe Lightroom CC. Cheers!
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I'd never traveled here before, but I'd been wanting to for many years. This trip did not disappoint! The summit sits right around 10,000 feet above sea level and you can drive up all but the last 200 or so feet. The whole mountain is covered in enormous gorges carved by glaciers lost to the ice ages.
for two days the Lakhta retro-electric train traveled along the route St. Petersburg-Baltiysky Vokzal - Gatchina
ER2 (ЭР2), absolute classic Soviet DC electric commuter train developed and built on the Rīgas Vagonbūves Rūpnīca (RVR, Рижский Вагоностроительный Завод, РВЗ, Riga wagon factory), Soviet Latvia from 1962 till 1984 in number of 850. Some carriages from trainset as the trailing bogies were built by Kalinin (Tver) Carriage Works in Soviet Russia. Now ER2 of first original globe design can be seen exposed in the Russian Railway Museum located near the Baltian railway terminal of St Petersburg. Some of them as ЭР2К-980 The Lakhta of October railways also used as tourist retro trains. See www.flickr.com/photos/cetus13/53885364472/in/album-721577...
Also note original greenish livree charcteristc for all Soviet railway both to freight locomotives and passenger coaches with commuter trains. The name of trainset refers to the historical region to N-W of St Petersburg with artificial gulf (Lakhty in Finnish) there is located bird's sanctuary and new buisness area Lakhta center with the tallest skyscraper of Europe, the headquarters of Gazprom company.
I traveled to Nagasaki and near Islands where christians suffer persecution and official suppresion during two centuries!! Japanese christians endured so much suffering for their religious believes and developped a very unique culture to practice it in the secrecy. Latter in the last century they survived the atomic bomb. Thanks to their wonderful lives I could appreciate the beauty of this religion. I loved this image as a beautiful blend of christianity and japanese art.
This monuments were enlisted as part of the world heritage in 2018, and are not so famous yet.
A torrent of gold pours into the drainage of the Crystal River east of Marble, Colorado. Quaking Aspen (Populus tremuloides) strike the major chord, and the Gambel Oak (Quercus gambelii) provide the rich orange cellos of harmony. Spruce and Fir (Picea engelmannii and Abies lasiocarpa) contribute somber, deep bass notes as a counterpoint to change. As may be obvious, this view evokes Vivaldi's Four Seasons very strongly for me!
This is the last image fit to post of last autumn's trip with the family to Marble for a couple nights camping. The colors are turning earlier this year, and because it's been relatively dry it is still not clear to me whether leaves will be this bright in 2018. Time will tell.
On this particular day the weather was quite simply sublime. Due to clearance issues, we hiked the road from Marble to the famed Crystal Mill and back and despite being a double-track relatively well traveled by trucks, jeeps and 4-wheelers, it was a very pleasant walk. All but one set of 4-wheelers were exceptionally courteous behind the wheel. I took this photo on the outward leg on the way up toward the Mill. I had a hard time focusing on walking, and I realized that one of the benefits of being on foot was that I could, at leisure, comically pirouette in the middle of the road with the camera held to my eye.
Thanks for the visit and comments, and I hope the smokes of summer are clearing.
I ENCOURAGE YOU TO READ BELOW ...
Life & Love is filled with obstacles. There's a lot of warning signs posted, but we don't care. Life & Love are worth the risk. You're going to have problems, that's for sure. After the pains & tears some may say it was worth the risk and Won, live happily ever after. Others may risk it all and lose; suffer the pains & the agony of losing dearly the love of your life, like moi.
Love is not about finding the right person, but creating a right relationship. It's not about how much love you have in the beginning but how much love you build until the end.
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The Road Not Taken by Robert Frost --> open to interpretation ...
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
xoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxoxox
I simply love the last two lines.
If I take (in my life path) the one less traveled maybe she'll find me at the end of the road (or at the end of this tunnel) and that would make all the difference.
Having traveled all the way to MP 99.5 at Quebec Junction with this rare mileage 470 Railroad Club special, Boston and Maine F7 4266 and Maine Central GP7 573 (EMD blt. Mar. 1949 and Sep. 1950 respectively) have nine cars, with GP35 216 on the rear, in tow as they head east home to North Conway still some 25 miles distant. They are seen here at MP 85 of the old Maine Central Railroad's Mountain Sub passing the historic Crawford Depot at the 1900 ft high point of the railroad. Ahead looms the long 1400 ft 2.2% descent down the mountain through Crawford Notch.
The splendid little Queen Anne style station was built in 1891 sixteen years after the opening of the railroad. It's primary purpose was to serve the Crawford House Hotel that had been built nearby in 1859 (for the second time) and was the largest of all the great 19th century New Hampshire resort hotels at the time it was erected. The Crawford House outlasted most of the other grand White Mountain hotels of that era, but it ultimately closed in 1975, nearly 120 years after the building was constructed. It was destroyed by a fire two years later, on November 20, 1977, and the property was subsequently acquired by the Appalachian Mountain Club, which constructed the Highland Center on the site.
The depot, which had been placed on the National Register of Historic Places in 1982, was also acquired by the AMC and serves as a visitor center, small museum, and gift shop. Consequently the area is normally mobbed with hikers and tourists all day long, but by some bit of miraculous good fortune (also owing to this being late in the season) I managed a photo virtually free of gawkers. Those that are present are hidden in the shadows or silhouetted in the afternoon light adding to the scene as if passengers of old waiting for the arrival of the train from St. Johnsbury. But I'm sure you will notice the one individual that did photo bomb the scene as a black crow flies above the nose of the loco which seemed apropos as Halloween approached.
Crawford Depot
Carroll, New Hampshire
Saturday October 23, 2021
I traveled across Highway 8 in northern Wisconsin more than a few times to get over to the Twin Cities to shoot. Normally it was a long boring drive without much in the way of rail action. I did bump into this 909 going my way near Prentice on September 4, 1985. 728 and 777 are passing the depot with 56 cars.
Hey everyone! I hope you’re all enjoying this summer weather. We’ve had a few challenges this week, but getting back into photography certainly helps overcome those hurdles. Wishing you all a fantastic day! Keep capturing those amazing moments and stay inspired!
For 23 years Ibn Battuta had traveled across the Islamic world and beyond. He went from his home city of Tangiers in Morocco to as far east as Quanzhou in China, as far south as Kilwa in East Africa, and as far north as Sarai in Russia. He would meet many heads of state like Abu Sa'id, Khan of the Mongol Ilkhanate, Muhammad Tughluq, the Sultan of the Delhi Sultanate, and Oz Beg, Khan of the Mongol Golden Horde. He would have many highs and lows during this journey becoming wealthy, but also losing it from time to time and almost dying.
It was in 1346 when he decided to return to Morocco. He would make his way from Quanzhou in China, to Calicut in India, and to Basra in the Persian Gulf. It was there he would learn about the greatest disaster to shake the medieval world, the black death. His friend, Khan Abu Sa'id had died from the disease and the Ilkhanate was plunged into civil war. He would arrive in Damascus in 1348 where he decided to retrace his route to the hajj before he returned home. He would learn from a friend that his father had died in Morocco 15 years earlier. Death was everywhere as the plague spread throughout the Middle East. He would leave for Egypt and on the way there he saw that the city of Gaza was depopulated.
In Egypt he would see that the plague was taking its toll on Cairo. He would continue south on one of the many caravan and pilgrimage routes to the red sea ports across from Mecca. These routes during this time were likely more dangerous given the chaos in the wider world. Banditry was likely at an all time high as people were desperate and the Mamluks in Egypt devoted more time to maintaining order in the larger cities. Its possible that Ibn Battuta and his caravan of servants and concubines travelled with groups. He would finally arrive in Mecca where he decided it was time to go home.
Ever since I got that adventurers canister at BFVA this year, I knew I had to use it in a moc. I decided on using it for a buried statue, possibly one of the many statues of Ramesses II or another Pharaoh seen across Egypt. Did Ibn Battuta himself see one? Maybe, they're everywhere.
My entry to the Brickscalibur "Rogues and Outlaws" category.
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Traveled for many years on a yellow bus to school
way back in the other century.
Was a rough and bumpy ride in a giant tin can
with slightly padded seats, enough for fifty.
No a/c and minimal heat.
After all, we weren't traveling to Timbuktu.
It only stopped at certain spots
along the route, not every house.
Mine was near by so it was nice
particularly in the rain or when too cool.
Things have changed now quite a bit
yet over all these many years
it's still the mode of travel used
to bring the kids to school.
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52 Weeks: 2024 Edition: Week 41: Travel
Hemingway’s Remington: The Typewriter That Traveled the World
In the early 1920s, Ernest Hemingway carried his Remington Portable Typewriter across Europe as a young reporter for the Toronto Star. From the bustling streets of Paris to war-torn Turkey, he pounded out vivid stories on politics, war, and daily life.
In one account, he described watching refugees flee across the Balkans. His typewriter perched on an old hotel desk, the fire flickering nearby, a glass of scotch within reach, he pounded out to their stories of desperation in crisp, unflinching prose.
Light and rugged, the Remington suited his restless nature—just as useful in a Parisian café as in a conflict zone. Long before he became a literary icon, Hemingway honed his craft with each keystroke.
In the photo is a 1926 No1 Pocket Kodak and 1922 Remington Portable Typewriter
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Traveled to Dayton primarily to visit the Air Force Museum at WPAFB but also found a Packard museum converted from an old dealership. A number of beautiful automobiles inside along with engines and history related to aviation. This elegant custom white convertible especially caught my eye.
the winter of 1888, Van Gogh traveled to a town in the south of France called Arles. There he hoped to start a “Studio of the South” where painters could live and work together creating art in a region with more direct sunlight than Paris had and reminding Vincent of the landscape he admired in Japanese prints. The plan was for the artist Paul Gauguin, who was a friend of Vincent and his art dealer brother Theo, to join Vincent in Arles. It took a long time for Gauguin to be convinced to go south giving Vincent plenty of time to get settled in and paint his surroundings, including his bedroom.
When Van Gogh first arrived in Arles, he found accommodations in a hotel, but he quickly found that expensive. It was cheaper and far more ideal for him to rent a house where he and another artist could eat, sleep, and paint. Eventually, he found what would become known as “the Yellow House.” It was a modest two-story building with a front studio, back kitchen, and a few rooms upstairs. Being on a corner gave the house a slightly askew floor plan. The front wall and sidewalls were not at ninety-degree angles; instead the front wall went diagonal to align with the street below.
On October 16th 1888, Vincent wrote to his brother describing a painting of his bedroom. Because of the simplicity of the subject matter and items in the bedroom, Van Gogh felt that the color needed to “do the job” of the painting. Van Gogh’s Bedroom, or Bedroom in Arles, painting is of a room where one sleeps, and he wanted the painting to put the viewer’s mind and imagination at rest.
Upon entering the room, there is a bed to the right. Along the wall to the right is a chair, table with water on it, and a window overlooking the street. The wall on the left has another chair and the door to the second bedroom. Bedroom in Arles shows Van Gogh’s knowledge of color theory with oranges against blues, and red and greens. Inspired by the Japanese prints that Van Gogh studied, he omitted shadows from the picture. The lack of shadows, along with the distorted perspective, makes some of the objects appear to be falling or not steady. This is not entirely a result of working fast or a lack of skill. The odd angle of the far wall results in the furniture not aligning squarely.
Van Gogh must have liked the picture. In the letter to his brother he included a sketch of The Bedroom and then the very next day he wrote to Gauguin and included a sketch with that letter too! The painting he sent to his brother was damaged from a flood so he revisited the subject and painted it again the next year when he was in Saint-Remy. Then, still wanting to explore the subject, painted a third version for his mother. In all three paintings the composition is almost identical with minor changes to details and color.
Throughout Van Gogh’s career, he painted everything around him: landscapes, people in his town, or even the shoes he wore. In Van Gogh’s Bedroom in Arles he shows a room in his house. This house, his Studio of the South, was supposed be the height of his artistic vision. His painting of his bedroom was done with excitement and a hope for the future preparing to welcome his friend and fellow artist.
I shot this photo near Ripley, Ipswich which is 45 minutes or so from Brisbane on a cold July morning. Fog was forecast so Kane and I arranged to meet up. While we both drove to our meet up point we hadn't seen much fog. We weren't holding our hopes up, but as we traveled further west the fog rolled in.
Fuji G617
Velvia 50 f/22 1sec
Epson V700 scanner
I traveled 1400 Miles to see this Wild Blue eyed Beauty! When he was born I told Justin we had to see him once. Of course there were some wonderful stops on the way, but it was pretty exciting to find what I was looking for at every stop! #perfecttrip
Last Thursday toward the middle of the day I decided to head up to Snoqualmie Pass and heading south I took the seldom traveled Cold Water Creek Trail up the Pacific Crest. There are much easier ways to get up to the Crest by I prefer this trail that goes through some beautiful north facing lush old growth forest. First I passed Twin Lakes, then steeply up a barely visible trail at times crossing several blow downs and eventually arriving at the crest. My original intent was to hike toward Silver Peak and perhaps climb it, but instead a little birdie was telling me to go to Mirror Lake. Again there are far easier ways to go to Mirror Lake, but I prefer this route. I wrapped around to the outlet of the lake and found this rocky shoreline where I decided to stay for dinner. Dinner turned into the sun setting over a ridge above the lake at which time I did an about face to take this image. At the lake was a mother with her 4 year old daughter doing her first backpack (she carried her own pack). I was reminded of early backpacks with my daughter Caroline. The forest was dark and deep walking out--altogether a perfect day.
I traveled to Watertown, NY this past October to visit family and visited the local cider mill. A mill of one sort or another has been in operation in this location for over 200 years and according to the website, apple cider has been pressed here for just as long. I can say without a doubt that the cider here is the best cider I've ever had!
Taken with Moto G6 cell phone. All Rights Reserved.
Entered into the 2019 Florida State Fair Creative Living Photography Competition.
Nothing thrills my heart quite like taking the backroads of the San Juan mountains. (shooting wildlife is the only thing that equals it in my heart) This little road, of course, brought to mind the Robert Frost poem.
Wish I could remember the exact location as I want to go back and do the shot right. This is not good enough but I love the scene so much I wanted to share anyway. I believe it was on the Last Dollar road some place ... anyway it was the day we did that road.
Thanks for riding along in the Jeep with me,
Bev
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We traveled the Benge-Washtucna Road the first day of hunting season. We passed many vehicles filled with people with guns, orange hats and camoflage. When we stopped at this deteriorating homestead we found a substantial gate with a shiny new lock and fresh No Tresspassing signs. The most persuasive element was the large new tire tracks in the dust. We thought there were probably other abandoned houses on that road with less risk.
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Morning walks don't get much better despite the wind and rain. I'm just lucky to have these scenes on my doorstep. Two hours in there yesterday and I never saw another human, that said I prefer the company of the red squirrels, buzzards and wild deer that made fleeting appearances during my walk :-) There is plenty of human interaction during my week. In another week the colours in here will be even better but I will be on a stag weekend in Galway, I have a feeling the Canon will be banned!
Thank you all, I have a great group of contacts, and many of you I don't know, thanks for all the positive feedback :-)
Traveled with a friend to Mabry Mill on the Blue Ridge Parkway to capture it in the snow. It was tough getting their as the Parkway was closed and the snow was pouring down, but I got a lot of nice photos. DSC_3880-001
I traveled to New York state yesterday (close to 500 miles or 805 kilometers) on family issues, so knowing I would be away I sent a couple of pictures to my email so I could upload them here. This is one of them, but oh my! You will never know how many hoops I had to jump through to get this photo from email to here! LOL Photo was taken in my yard back in Virginia. I like deer, think they are pretty, hate seeing them killed in the road and hate that there are so many of them to Be in the road! Near misses are common and damages to vehicles are significant. Enjoy a beautiful day everyone.... I should be home tomorrow and able to catch up with everyone soon. :)
I traveled 2,161 miles on my bicycle tour of the Pacific Coast route and I’d say that this was just about the average shoulder I had. Many times wider and smoother, and many times narrower and rougher.
We traveled around lake Kariba for 10 days with a houseboat. I saw at a far distance a herd of elephants, at least 50. They were coming from the bush and headed to the water. I asked the guide to take the small boat and navigate towards them. He even didn’t notice the herd at that moment. We immediately jumped into the boat and went straight to the herd. It took around 20 minutes till we arrived close to the herd. During that trip, I took several shots. It was a wonderful moment looking at the herd. Sometimes we could get closer, other moments we had to go a little further. Suddenly, they disappeared into the thick dry bush again. What a moment, so intense, and so happy to see this.
A Path Well Traveled Robert Frost (1874–1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.
The Road Not Taken
TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
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This past weekend, we traveled up to Vancouver, B.C. to watch the United States compete in the annual fireworks competition. Representing the U.S. was none other than the Disney Company, so we had to go! First of all, they were reporting an expected 1/2 million people there to watch the show, so we arrived several hours early to search for a good spot along the bay. Lucky for us, there were plenty of great viewing locations, but within an hour of us setting up there wasn't an empty patch of grass all along the water. In addition to everyone on the shore, there was probably more than 300 boats in the water surrounding the barge. Such a crazy atmosphere!
The show started right after dark and Disney did not disappoint! The show was around 25 min and featured classic songs from Disney films (Little Mermaid, Lion King, When you wish upon a star) and some of the newer hits as well (Let it go, Star Wars, Pirates of the Caribbean). It was a great show and a really unique experience!