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Had a great day of birding on 9 November 2013, S of Calgary, in an area that I don't think I've ever been to before. The scene in this image is at Pine Coulee Reservoir, taken from the west side looking towards the east. To me, it is such a desolate landscape, but I love it, especially when there is a sprinkling of snow! One of my favourite Christmas Bird Counts isn't all that far away from here. Was glad I spotted the splashes of bright red. There are several campgrounds along the Reservoir, one of which is Pine Coulee Campground. To give an idea of how far away from Calgary this reservoir is, the Pine Coulee Campground is located 119km southwest of Calgary, 9km west of the Town of Stavely, and situated on the south west shore of Pine Coulee Reservoir. There was a lot of ice on the Reservoir, but there was also plenty of open water, being enjoyed by a lot of water birds, including Canada Geese, Swans and a good variety of ducks, etc.. After stopping at several places along the Reservoir, we continued to Clear Lake, where there were a lot of Snow Geese - this was the first time I'd seen them in great numbers. We also saw two Long-tailed Ducks today, and something like 17 or 18 Rough-legged Hawks, plus Red-tailed Hawk, Northern Harriers, Prairie Falcon, etc.. (Position on my map is very approximate, added just to mark where Pine Coulee Reservoir is located.)
The following report was written by Terry Korolyk, who was our trip leader. Hope he won't mind my using this, as it is so well documented - and accurate : ) Terry has done, and continues to do, phenomenal recording of bird sightings for many years, which has been extremely valuable to endless birders. His photostream on Flickr is: www.flickr.com/photos/90177127@N07/. Thanks so much, Terry, for such a great day!
"Fifteen birders and the Trip Leader thoroughly enjoyed a day of birding today visiting Pine Coulee Reservoir and Clear Lake in the Stavely area. Highlight was 2 Winter-plumaged female LONG-TAILED DUCKS at Pine Coulee, one off the Dam there; the other seen from the road on the east side of the Reservoir approximately a kilometre south of Township Road 150.
Mind-boggling numbers of waterfowl, particularly Mallards, were at the Reservoir, but, also in large numbers were Canada Geese and Hutchinson's subspecies Cackling Geese. Small numbers of Swans, both Trumpeter and Tundra, were in the north end of the Reservoir. Bufflehead and Common Goldeneye were also in good numbers with species there in smaller numbers in the north end being Lesser Scaup, Northern Pintail, and others. A juvenile Greater Scaup or Greater Scaup-Lesser Scaup hybrid was on the north side of the bridge which is part of the highway from Stavely that runs across the Reservoir at roughly its halfway point.
North of the Bridge to the Dam was concentrated mainly with dabblers such as American Coot, American Wigeon, and Gadwall. Others here included approximately 40 Eared Grebes. One Killdeer was at the north end; another just north of the Bridge.
Raptors were in good numbers and variety at the Reservoir including 2 Golden Eagles; 2 juvenile Bald Eagles; 4 Northern Harriers; a Merlin, and many Rough-legged Hawks. The drive to Clear Lake on Township Road 140 produced another juvenile Bald Eagle; 1 Red-tailed Hawk, and, more Rough-legged Hawks.
There was still much open water off the Campground at Clear Lake with Canada Geese, Cackling Geese, and, Mallard there in large numbers, and, a generous sprinkling of all the other Duck species. On the ice edge north of the Campground, probably 2,000+ SNOW and ROSS'S GEESE rested. One blue SNOW GEESE was there and, there was a very generous assortment of ROSS'S GEESE in these birds; probably 200+ at least.
The north end of Clear Lake was frozen, so, we headed north to the Twin Valleys Dam Reservoir, and, drove up the east side of it. This produced more Rough-legged Hawks,and, a Prairie Falcon. Some herds of Mule Deer and flocks of Gray Partridge were seen on the trip home via Highways 804, 799, 552, and, Dunbow Road. Total Rough-legged Hawk numbers for the Trip was 17 with one of the parties seeing one while they were travelling to the starting point."
"Desolate"
adjective
ˈdɛs(ə)lət/
1.(of a place) uninhabited and giving an impression of bleak emptiness.
2.feeling or showing great unhappiness or loneliness.
Shot from my "Desolate" - series of places and objects that are abandoned (temporarily, seasonal or permanent). I try to adjust the mood by shooting at suitable weather and process the images with low saturation.
Desolation Lake with Mt Humphreys behind it. This is from my first backpacking trip in the Eastern Sierra
A bench on the beach at Church Norton, near Selsea, taken just after Christmas. This was two days after Xmas, and we had cabin fever, and needed to get out. It was wet, windy and cold. Blew the cobwebs away though.
The sinister figure is my nephew.
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The bleakness of the Eastern Washington winter makes this bucolic farm scene that much more desolate. Taken at a farm on the plateau near Manson, Washington.
I could have also used the words. dilapidated, disrepair, decline, disgusting. Shameful...
I can remember this station in the 70's, it was then known as Vauxhall and Duddeston, one stop out of Birmingham New street we would turn right outside the station, walk half a mile down the road to Saltley depot, normally full of locomotives alas also now long gone.
The station was a fairly tidy affair in those days, to the right of this view used to be a carriage shed, a fine blue brick building long since demolished and on the left also out of view, the old engine/wagon shed which still stands now looking forlorn, unloved and slowly crumbling.
Curzon Street parcels depot was located just along the line towards Birmingham, another casualty when parcels traffic moved off the railway. It was a busy place back then.
Also in the 70's, under the bridge arch on the left electric locomotives used to be occasionally stabled, this would be something impossible these days as they would most likely be subject to vandalism or worse.
Situated on the Cross-city line, only two tracks are in use now and pass through the station, a new class 730 unit has just left with a service to Four Oaks.
An effort has been made to clear the trees on the out of use platform but the cuttings remain. It is a particularly bad example of today's so called modern railway. 13-02-25.
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A desolate and eerie calm hangs over what was once a steady divisional point at Hawk Junction. The station seems all but abandoned. The unkept station platform has weeds and moss growing along the building where baggage carts once waited to aid in loading and unloading at train time, rocks and glass litter the rest. The only tenants now are the yellow jackets nesting underneath one of the green light fixtures. Isolated showers pass through the area. The mood is solemn. Barely even a chirp from main reservoir from the parked locomotive out front. These late summer days in 2021 see little action. No thru freights run anymore between Hearst and Sault Ste. Marie and the "Tour of the Line" passenger is six years removed from operating. Still being the home terminal for the few remaining former ACR employees, the crew will go on duty in the evening Tuesdays and Thursdays at Hawk, running light up to Oba to lift their traffic for Hearst and perhaps have cars destined for log loading, returning Wednesday and Fridays ex Hearst. They setoff their traffic in the yard at Oba before returning to Hawk Junction- again, usually light power. Although the sale of the line has been agreed upon, pending regulatory approval, these waning days of CN's ownership look bleak.
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Hawk Junction, CN Soo Sub
Hawk Junction, Ontario
August 29, 2021
Rugeley Trent Valley is a desolate station, with just a rudimentary waiting shelter on each platform to accommodate passengers using the hourly service to/from London Euston as well as the half hourly trains over the Chase Line to Walsall and Birmingham New Street. The footbridge dates back to grander times before the old station buildings were demolished. On 27th January 2018 Freightliner Class 86/6s Nos. 86614 & 86639 pass with 4M87 (SO) 0946 Felixstowe North FLT - Crewe Basford Hall. Copyright Photograph John Whitehouse - all rights reserved
There's a steel train coming through, and I'd take it if I could, and I would not lie to you...
It's been years since the wheels of this train were in action. Alone she sits, in the cleared out freight yard. All her friends have been taken and sold for scrap. The one factor saving her from the scrapyard is the fact that she's rusted in place, immobile, frozen.
Is life really life if you can't enjoy it?
The buildings of the Atomic Weapons Research Establishment are almost incidental in this image, what I really wanted to get across was the wide open desolation of the place.
They're selling postcards of the hanging, they're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors, the circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner, they've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker, the other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless, they need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight, from Desolation Row
Cinderella, she seems so easy, "It takes one to know one, " she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning. "You Belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend, you'd better leave"
And the only sound that's left after the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up on Desolation Row
Now the moon is almost hidden, the stars are beginning to hide
The fortune telling lady has even taken all her things inside
All except for Cain and Abel and the hunchback of Notre Dame
Everybody is making love or else expecting rain
And the Good Samaritan, he's dressing, he's getting ready for the show
He's going to the carnival tonight on Desolation Row
Ophelia, she's 'neath the window for her I feel so afraid
On her twenty-second birthday she already is an old maid
To her, death is quite romantic she wears an iron vest
Her profession's her religion, her sin is her lifelessness
And though her eyes are fixed upon Noah's great rainbow
She spends her time peeking into Desolation Row
Einstein, disguised as Robin Hood with his memories in a trunk
Passed this way an hour ago with his friend, a jealous monk
Now he looked so immaculately frightful as he bummed a cigarette
And he when off sniffing drainpipes and reciting the alphabet
You would not think to look at him, but he was famous long ago
For playing the electric violin on Desolation Row
Dr. Filth, he keeps his world inside of a leather cup
But all his sexless patients, they're trying to blow it up
Now his nurse, some local loser, she's in charge of the cyanide hole
And she also keeps the cards that read, "Have Mercy on His Soul"
They all play on the penny whistles, you can hear them blow
If you lean your head out far enough from Desolation Row
Across the street they've nailed the curtains, they're getting ready for the feast
The Phantom of the Opera in a perfect image of a priest
They are spoon feeding Casanova to get him to feel more assured
Then they'll kill him with self-confidence after poisoning him with words
And the Phantom's shouting to skinny girls, "Get outta here if you don't know"
Casanova is just being punished for going to Desolation Row"
At midnight all the agents and the superhuman crew
Come out and round up everyone that knows more than they do
Then they bring them to the factory where the heart-attack machine
Is strapped across their shoulders and then the kerosene
Is brought down from the castles by insurance men who go
Check to see that nobody is escaping to Desolation Row
Praise be to Nero's Neptune, the Titanic sails at dawn
Everybody's shouting, "Which side are you on?!"
And Ezra Pound and T.S. Eliot fighting in the captain's tower
While calypso singers laugh at them and fishermen hold flowers
Between the windows of the sea where lovely mermaids flow
And nobody has to think too much about Desolation Row
Yes, I received your letter yesterday, about the time the doorknob broke
When you asked me how I was doing, was that some kind of joke
All these people that you mention, yes, I know them, they're quite lame
I had to rearrange their faces and give them all another name
Right now, I can't read too good, don't send me no more letters no
Not unless you mail them from Desolation Row
by Bob Dylan
Laura (lawatt) and I took a walk in the rain a couple of months ago. This is in Nyack along the Hudson River.
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“It always strikes me, and it is very peculiar, that when we see the image of indescribable and unutterable desolation - of loneliness, of poverty and misery, the end of all things, or their extreme - then rises in our mind the thought of God.”
Vincent van Gogh
That was going to be Jane Austen's last work of her life: "Despair and Desolation." It was about some chick who wanted some dude who was outside of her station in life, and that really depressed her, so she ate a lot of ice cream. Then he got sad and jumped in front of a stampeding horse carriage, trampled into a vegetative state right there in the mud. Yup. I swear.
Anyway. This is a pretty desolate picture -- the town which is the subject of this picture is kind of bleak normally, and when you cast it in a veneer of fog so bleak that it washes out the sun, it only doubles the town's general despair.
Desolate Oasis
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Brighton Pier was looking particularly desolate with the heavy sea mist clinging to the coast.
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Another shot where one could expect Orcs to come over the hilltop at any moment...
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I Had a business trip to Portland and Seattle and I knew I have to bring all my kit and try to capture some of the beauty there in between trips. I also rented a 10-20mm lens for wide angle landscapes.
This shot is for Punchbowl Falls in Eagle creek trail (Columbia river gorge). It took a nice 2mile hike along the trail to reach this beauty. I came here a little late afternoon and it was a hot day. When I reached this spot, the breeze was really cool and refreshing. Maybe because it was not a weekend day and at that time, there was absolutely no one when I reached it. I really felt lost in the beauty and vastness of the place and decided to call the shot "Desolation". After cooling down a little, it was time to capture this beauty. I tried different compositions, and this was one of my favorite. I tried to work the blown-out sky there and even took different exposures, but was not successful and did not like th blend results. So, this is a single exposure shot that I still like.
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Actually Kingsbury Street, which has been a lot quieter ever since the sole remaining heavy industry, General Iron, shut down.
The Kingsbury/Goose Island area was once the industrialized heart of Chicago's North Side. Little by little these heavy industries shut down and/or moved away. The street trackage saw a succession of owners (Milwaukee Road, Soo Line, CP Rail and Chicago Terminal). The last train movement here occurred in 2017 when Chicago Terminal infamously shoved tank car s thru here "for storage' on Goose Island.