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Mist, mum of Paddy, just keeping her eye on proceedings as befits Top Dog position

Power of the collie eye ... it's quite transfixing

Crowds enjoyed a warm evening on the Windsor waterfront with a Canadian Coast Guard vessel at anchor on the Detroit River and the Ambassador Bridge silhouetted in the background.

Hmm .. wishful thinking!

Apparently it was National Puppy Day yesterday. Here's a working dog feeling completely fulfilled, our border collie Donnan watching over newborn baby goat Luna.

 

It's amazing to see how he frequently instinctively assumes a herding/watchdog role.

 

Luna was born shortly before a lunar eclipse, and was mostly white, so was named after the moon.

Paddy and Auntie Elk ... waiting .. they'd stand like this for an hour if I reciprocated!

the path on the switzerland-germany border runs through a large forest area

 

www.myswitzerland.com/en-ch/experiences/route/schaffhause...

 

Border canary at Bloedel Conservatory at QE Park in Vancouver, Canada.

A male Pearl Bordered fritillary photographed in the Wyre forest.

Lake Powell on the border of Utah and Arizona. A stop on our journey to Monument Valley.

the path on the switzerland-germany border runs through a large forest area

 

www.myswitzerland.com/en-ch/experiences/route/schaffhause...

 

Paddy coming home after a 'being chased by Elk' session

If you love coastal walks with stunning views and plenty of seabirds to watch, then this energetic circuit in the Scottish Borders will suit you well. St Abbs head is a National Nature Reserve we walked it from Coldingham bay.

Paddy needing to get as high as he can on Castle Crag

Border Collie puppies and their Mum

Laika takes a branch out of the lake Bodensee.

Santa Fe's longest branch line, the San Angelo Subdivision, ran 386 miles across desolate West Texas from San Angelo Junction (west of Brownwood on the Texas main line) to Presidio, Texas, on the Mexican border.

 

In October 1968, it took me three days of engine and caboose riding to make the trip from Brownwood to Presidio. The first day got me from Brownwood to San Angelo, 71 miles, mostly at night; the second day had me riding a trailing F-unit from San Angelo to Fort Stockton, 167 miles, on train 129; and the third day was a caboose ride from Fort Stockton to Presidio, 145 miles. Yes, it was a long trip. The last segment, from Fort Stockton to Presidio, was mainly at night.

 

We arrived at the border station just after sun up. The crew went on their rest. I wandered around the area all-day, going to Ojinaga on the Mexican side to photograph the Chihuahua Pacific Railroad (Ch-P), one of my all-time favorite railroads.

Late in the afternoon, the crew went on duty and did some switching and shoved a long cut of cars down to the International bridge to transfer to the Ch-P. In this scene at sunset, October 18, 1968, the units (a GP7 and two GP7Bs) and caboose pause in front of the station while the crew gets their orders to head back to Fort Stockton. It will be another all-night caboose trip, but I will get off at Alpine, Texas, in the wee hours and get a motel room. The following day, I will catch SP's SUNSET LIMITED to El Paso, another Santa Fe freight to Belen, New Mexico, and more freights back to my home in Topeka, Kansas.

 

The San Angelo Subdivision was once the main line of the KCM&O, a segment in Arthur Stilwell's dream to build a railroad from Kansas City to the Gulf of California, a shorter distance to the Pacific than Kansas City to California ports. Santa Fe acquired the KCM&O in 1928, but it never developed as a through route as planned.

 

The Subdivision was sold in 1998, and there are still attempts to establish through service.

 

The depot, shown in this image, was destroyed by fire a few years later.

I could just see a hand emerging and pulling that tail:))

This is the Zhangmu border crossing with the bridge spanning the Sun Kosi river. The right side is Tibet & the left side is Nepal.To the right is the start of the "Friendship Highway " leading to Lhasa, capital of Tibet. The left road leads to Kathmandu & was the direction we were travelling. To get here we had to drive along a long section of road, in a narrow gorge, that was still being built . We had to wait a few hours for our allotted time to travel,(as the road was only wide enough for one direction of travel at a time) but even so we were held up again for several hours while the Chinese " coolies" were blasting away much rock using dynamite. It was quite exciting as we drove past the huge rock piles in the road , still being cleared & with a vertiginous drop down to the river, a long way below. It was quite some relief when we eventually reached the border town of Zhangmu, driving in total darkness, but still in one piece !!!

Due to the Nepal earthquake in April 2015 this route was closed for over two years .Now clear, it is an adventure journey ,which I can recommend.

This bridge is commonly used by Norwegians to travel over the border to Sweden to buy cheap booze and food

and not to mention all the cheap sweets...

 

I'm standing on the old bridge, taking this picture

 

We can pay in Norwegian currency if we want and we speak our own language and understand the other one perfectly.

 

We tend to go a bit bananas when we are "over there" 😁 And you shouldn't think that we are used to alcohol..

 

We have strict rules about how much (or how little) we are allowed to buy of meat and alcohol.

If we bend the rules we can log into one app and say how much we're bringing over the border and pay by the app, or you can "smuggle" it over.

There is seldom anyone checking you, you just pass the border and maybe seeing a guy or two in uniforms.

There is even ways to find out if the customs are stopping cars and then you'll wait until they are done.

 

We are the sweetest neighbor of them all 😁

.. talk about things you like to do .. (Captain Sensible)

.. hunting for the stick .. it was in there somewhere!

Mist, happy with her lot .. for the moment anyway!

One of my favourite species, with this one found roosting whilst still covered in early morning dew.

Hvitsten, Akershus, Norway.

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