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66768 with the 6M42 , Avonmouth - Penyffordd cement empties pulls into Penyffordd Station. Alas the Margam - Dee Marsh steel coils whic should have preceded it had been cancelled earlier in the day despite being booked to run!
Revisiting an old (old) friend. Shot with my first digital camera through an IR filter. I was photographing the RR crossing and the incoming storm -- the car was an accidental addition.
My yearning to spend time in the guise of a woman is building within me just now. The reality is nearly two years have passed since I last cross-dressed and there is no real opportunity to do so this year. It will likely be 2017 before I become Helene, my female alter-ego once more. In the meantime I get by on the memories and looking at my photo archives and enjoy the anticipation that will slowly build over the next year for the next opportunity.
There were several reasons why I have not been able to cross-dress. Family and work commitments are always my priority over my own personal desires and the last two years have been enjoyable despite no cross-dressing so I’m not tortured, depressed or eaten up, quite the opposite. I did have a major health issue crop up in early autumn requiring major surgery. To be frank, everything else became of little consequence as my focus was on getting through it and recovering my health. The surgery is now over and my recuperation period will be many months but I gain improved health with each passing week. Such an encounter with one’s own mortality and a prolonged recovery period provides an opportunity in allowing time to think and helps clarify what is most precious to you in life.
I adore becoming a woman but I am aware it is a selfish indulgence on my part and my family do tolerate it but there is no direct involvement. This suits me as I could never appear as a woman in front of my wife, I simply could not bear to do that. My wife knows I am a transvestite and this is how I am able on occasion to shave my legs, chest and arms and pluck my eyebrows, its not a secret but it is compartmentalised. This is the main reason why I rarely cross-dress.
Another reason is I simply cannot bear to cross-dress as a woman unless I can go the whole way, body shaving, eyebrows plucked, full make-up, wig, female underwear clothing, shoes, nail varnish and perfume. If I am not in a position to do that I prefer not to cross-dress. I suppose I am an an 'all or nothing' transvestite. This is because I need to feel I’m a woman on an emotional level as I do have some transsexual aspects to me but not enough to embark upon transitioning full time. I still enjoy my male life despite desiring to swap gender now and again.
When I dress up as a woman I try to act convincingly as a female and I admit I do feel comfortable in the role and get a buzz out of being Helene. I find as Helene I become in my head an heterosexual woman and I don’t, or should I say I no longer, have issues with freeing that part of myself. I am actually very comfortable being her and I love being a woman.
I do have aspirations to try and live as a woman for a few days now and again and to forget I am a man. I would love such a experience and I am actually convinced one day it will actually happen. This picture, taken on 3 June 2014, captures me in that frame of mind; I had ceased being a man in my head and felt euphoric at being Helene the woman. The photograph I am posting means a lot to me as I felt rather complete as a person having accepted my female self alongside my male self and believe me, I really had become female within myself at the time this photo was taken.
It is an intense private experience yet one that always leaves me both happy and emotionally exhausted afterwards. As I remove my wig take off my female clothing and my feet experience the relief of kicking off my high heels then wash off my make-up I find a deep inner contentment that lingers for days and often many weeks. Those few hours of becoming a woman are always incredible and rewarding. I would like some female experience. One I dream of is getting made-up, wig styled and wearing a gorgeous dress and high heels and being taken out for dinner and treated as a lady. It would be daring and rather thrilling and prove to me I can switch gender and free every part of my male/female self.
I admit it, I’m happy in a dress, in make-up wearing high heels and love the idea men may desire desire me as a woman. Somehow such a project would vindicate I can pass myself off as a female. It takes a lot of effort and commitment to take on a female appearance so being found attractive by a man is quite a reward even if I have no desire to be intimate with a man. I simply dream of being a woman now and again and hope that she is convincing in appearance and feels real. The day this picture was taken I was very much settled into being Helene, the woman and felt poised in maybe taking her to a new level. That level can only be venturing out as her? To truly carry off the role though surely being the woman alongside man is the ultimate in trying to achieve convincing female appearance? Could I do it? The thought both excites me and terrifies me. Could I play the role completely and respond naturally as a woman despite being a man? The truth is I finally am aware I would love to one day try such a thing and see how I do. A future adventure to muse over! Being a transvestite can be a lot of fun and you get to wear lots of make-up (which I love to wear). I’m never happier than when I’m applying mascara to my lashes and my face is covered in foundation and I feel so happy as I paint on lipstick, I just feel good in make-up, it boosts my confidence and makes me feel good.
I do so much love being a transvestite...love it, love it love it!
As i tried crossing over to genres unknown, I realized how difficult it is to produce landscapes and Black and White images, handling exposure and controls, the right way.
For someone like me who had focussed on macro images and home shots, this was new game and i still haven't figured this out!!!!It scene is still mighty misty for me!
Kudos my friends who produce such fantastic landscape and Black and White compositions.
Many adventurous people take many roads to cross Australia. This one is a dirt track through part of the Flinders Rangers in South Australia.
Week #7 (w/b 23 August) Crossings - we are going to be crossing bridges, pedestrian crossings, stepping stones, jumping on the ferry to cross over to wherever you are going. Maybe you are lucky and your crossing a great ocean to go somewhere exotic. Whatever, just be careful and watch where you’re going!!
"7 Days of Shooting" "Week #7" "Crossings" "Shoot Anything Saturday"
On a chilly, snowy morning in October, a Denver & Rio Grande Western Silverton Mixed Train rumbles across the Animas River Bridge in Silverton, CO (MP 495.25), headed south to Durango, some 45 miles distant. Providing the power this morning is a K-28 Locomotive, one of a class of 10 such engines built in 1923 by the American Locomotive Co.
This image was captured during an October 2024 photo shoot on the Durango & Silverton Narrow Gauge Railroad, which featured K-28 Locomotive #473, re-lettered as sister engine #477, which was scrapped just after World War II. This particular event was the first large photo excursion to feature the new, steel and concrete bridge over the Animas River in Silverton. This new bridge was built right beside the old timber bridge that served the line for decades. For now, the railroad intends to leave the old bridge in place, just as they have another obsolete bridge just south of Elk Park at MP 489.85.
Here is the Jeffersonville Crossing outlet center in Jeffersonville, Ohio. This shopping center is one of two major outlet centers built the same year (1993) just one exit apart on Interstate 71 in Jeffersonville. The other outlet center built was Prime Outlets (now Tanger Outlets) and was built with the parking lot surrounding it. Jeffersonville Crossing was built around the parking lot. Today, Jeffersonville Crossing is empty except for a few independent shops while Tanger Outlets is mostly occupied. I really don't think this (mostly rural) area has enough people to support two outlet centers, especially since newer outlet centers have been built near Cincinnati and Columbus.
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Norfolk Southern local P07 crosses Bolin Creek on Feb. 5, 2025, with 10 empty coal cars in tow on the way back to Durham.
This is a railway crossing on the way to Meherabad in Maharashtra.
A thin straight line of the railway track runs through the vast open landscape. The narrow road runs alongside. It is a place which has a distinct character. It is the topography of the land or how the road loops to the crossing, it is hard to say. Or perhaps it has to do with the whole ambience of the nearby ashrama of Meher Baba which lends it an air of silent expectation.
There is no shuffling madness here that Ian Anderson wrote about nor are there any losers running headlong to their death but there is a Locomotive Breath..ing down alright. Organized religion has its pace and time and I hope it is on the decline.
LIsten to Jethro Tull singing that song
In the shuffling madness of the locomotive breath
runs the alltime loser headlong to his death.
Oh
he feels the piston scraping
steam breaking on his brow.
Old Charlie stole the handle
and the train
it won't stop going no way to slow down. Oh
Oh.
He sees his children jumping off at stations one by one.
His woman and his best friend in bed and having fun.
Oh
he's crawling down the corridor on his hands and his knees.
Old Charlie stole the handle
and the train
it won't stop going no way to slow down. Oh
Oh.
He hears the silence howling
catches angels as they fall
And the alltime winner has got him by the balls.
Oh
he picks up Gidean's Bible; open at page one.
I thank God he stole the handle
and the train
it won't stop going no way to slow down.
No way to slow down.
No way to slow down.
No way to slow down.
I have three flickr friends who are train spotters and lovers of the railways. This is also for them
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Dates
Taken on February 16, 2011 at 3.54pm IST (edit)
Posted to Flickr October 18, 2011 at 10.07PM IST (edit)
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Camera Nikon D300
Exposure 0.002 sec (1/500)
Aperture f/10.0
Focal Length 24 mm
ISO Speed 320
Exposure Bias 0 EV
Flash No Flash
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Corbet forests are lined with tall "Saal" trees. They provide a nice backdrop to images within the forest cover. We followed this herd for some distance till they crossed the road and vanished into the thick undergrowth again.
The scene at Trench Crossing where Class 20s 20019 and 20093 were about to continue their journey back to Bescot via Wellington. They had earlier delivered a train of armoured vehicles to Donnington Central Ordnance Depot (COD).
Built by the Shropshire Union Railway, this ex-LNWR route provided a cross-country line from Stafford via Newport to Wellington. It was closed to passengers in September 1964 and Goods traffic in October 1965.
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PKP Class Ol49 2-6-2 No.Ol49-59 is seen at the crossing south of Nowa WieÅ› Mochy station with the 77544 11:48 Wolsztyn-Leszno train.
The hardest thing in life to learn is which bridge to cross and which to burn. - David Russell
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