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It is the third highest mountain in Brazil, situated on the border of Espírito Santo and Minas Gerais states. It is the highest point in both states. It was historically considered the highest mountain in Brazil until 1965, when Pico da Neblina and Pico 31 de Março, next to the Venezuelan border, were explored, measured, and both found to be higher. The peak is said to have been so named after Pedro II, Emperor of Brazil, ordered a flag to be flown on top of it.
It is one of the major attractions of Caparaó National Park, accessible from the nearby town of Alto Caparaó. That town and the entrance to the park lie in Minas Gerais, but the summit of Pico da Bandeira lies in Espírito Santo.
The summit is accessible to hikers of most age groups, with only very limited fitness requirements. The track from the park entrance to the summit track [8 km (5.0 mi)] can be driven by most vehicles, and the summit track itself runs for approximately 9 km (5.6 mi), with a further 1,000 m (3,280 ft) climb.
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Our time:
4,5km = 2,79 miles
From 2,190 m (7,185 ft) to 2,892 m (9,488 ft)
Summit of the mountain.
2:08 am - 5:16 am
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The sequence of the highest mountains in Brazil:
#1: Pico da Neblina (2,993.80 m / 9,822 ft), Venezuela/Brazil;
#2: March 31 Peak (2,972.70 m / 9,816 ft), Venezuela/Brazil;
#3: Pico da Bandeira (2,892 m / 9,488 ft), Brazil;
#4: Pico do Calçado* (2,849 m / 9,347 ft), Brazil;
#6: Pico do Cristal (2,769.80 m / 9,084 ft), Brazil;
The difference from the third highest to the first is only 101.80 meters / 334 ft in altitude.
I climbed the third, fourth and sixth in Brazil this weekend. Only the sixth mountain is challenging.
* For reasons of topographical prominence, the IBGE considers Pico do Calçado a secondary peak of Pico da Bandeira and not a separate mountain.
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I've only driven through this town a few times, always after picking up a meat load in Gaylord Minnesota. A Michael Farrell, a friend of ours on Flickr mentioned it before, I think he has a relative that lives here. Anyway, decided if I'd try to get a decent picture as I passed through. I was making a right turn and had a green light, but no cars behind, so I stopped in the intersection and took a picture.
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The Highland is a Scottish breed of rustic cattle. It originated in the Scottish Highlands and the Outer Hebrides islands of Scotland and has long horns and a long shaggy coat. It is a hardy breed, bred to withstand the intemperate conditions in the region.
Highland cattle descend from the Hamitic Longhorn, which were brought to Britain by Neolithic farmers in the second millennium BC, as the cattle migrated northwards through Africa and Europe. Highland cattle were historically of great importance to the economy, with the cattle being raised for meat primarily and sold in England.
The 1885 herd book describes two distinct types of Highland cattle. One was the West Highland, or Kyloe, originating and living mostly in the Outer Hebrides, which had harsher conditions. These cattle tended to be smaller, to have black coats and, due to their more rugged environment, to have long hair. These cattle were named due to the practice of relocating them. The kyles are narrow straits of water, and the cattle were driven across them to get to market.
The other type was the mainland; these tended to be larger because their pastures provided richer nutrients. They came in a range of colours, most frequently dun or red. These types have now been crossbred so that there is no distinct difference.
Since the early 20th century, breeding stock has been exported to many parts of the world, especially Australia and North America.
It is estimated that there are now around 15,000 Highland cattle in the United Kingdom.
Well,nobody has driven this classic for a good long time,but its appeal holds up pretty well.One of the ultimate of barn finds,this 1934ish Dodge Brothers 2 door sedan sits on a forgotten farm well off the highway in northwestern Illinois.Though this picture was taken 2 years ago,the old car remains and is definitely due for a revisit.
The Dodge Brothers started out making bicycles but soon turned to making quality automotive parts.They were given a 10% stake in the Ford Motor Co. which they soon sold to start their own brand of quality cars and trucks.The brothers both died unexpectantly in 1920,and in 1928,their company was sold to Chrysler....
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Kingsburg Historical Park, Kingsburg, Ca.
Inside the transmission housing of an antique Case tractor.
Up close and personal with a tulip.
As always, Better if you View On Black
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Move back they say. Get more in the picture. You are way too close! I hear it all the time. “There’s no people in your pictures “ my former boss would say. What can you expect from a former high school yearbook photographer? Basically I’m a portrait photographer of inanimate objects. There is never a doubt about what the main subject is. When I encounter an object that seems to be photogenic, I treat it as if I were doing a portrait of the queen of England. Lighting, framing, perspective, etc. must all be considered of course. Call it “in your face photography” if you wish, but please don’t tell me to back up and include more context. This is my style and it is what it is. Perhaps I was ossified by having only an old Minolta film camera with the standard 50 mm. lens to work with for the first forty years of my photographic life. Seeing the world through a nifty fifty! I guess I am not very artistic after all. I never did look good in a beret.
I will beat her! I've lost to her before but not this time!
P.S What is it with mean spirited people who love to pick on the soft hearted? I read about here on Flickr and it happens in real life too. Get a life!
For the people that get picked on, I understand; It is disheartening when it happens you feel deflated and shocked but then you fight back by not changing who you are. That is the only way to win or they keep doing it because they're miserable so they want to make you just as miserable. Don't give them the power or satisfaction.
For the sociopaths; If you don't have anything nice to say don't say anything at all. The world doesn't need to hear it.
A 1x1 powered I016 is about to pass from the Keystone State and into Maryland. Next stop is a crew change at Cumberland. The old marker is in need of some help to remain standing as steel rebar has been driven along its cracking base. The cracks I'm guessing from the many winter months of siting in a foot or two of snow weakening the concrete.
Hay Bale demonstration
September 10, 2021
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Boonville, Missouri
…due to my distinct lack of inspiration/mojo over the last week or so I present my half-a$$ed attempt at photographic ‘art’.
My whelmed has never been so under…
We've driven by this wreck more times then I care to admit and never stopped to grab a photo. On today's occasion we were on our way back from testing our mettle in the extreme cold at Niagara Falls and finally decided to stop. The ice offered a perspective we hadn't seen before and the sun came out for a few minutes to provide some contrast against the snowy sky we were driving back in to.
I believe the ship is known as La Grande Hermine or alternatively, The Big Weasel - although I'm not sure where the latter came from. Like most grand schemes, there is a colorful history to it and if you're interested, check out the link below.
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Found this little dandelion on a walk and just thought to grab an image really quickly! I honestly didn't know dandelions were around in the winter.
Tell me what you think!!
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I've driven down this road many times. But I've never seen it quite like this before, with snow on the ground while the autumn colour still lingers in the trees. It was really quite magical.
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Buttonwillow CA, 93206
I have driven by or through the town of Buttonwillow California several times but have never stopped to look around. So this trip I spent a little time exploring. The town of about 1500 people sits on the west side of the San Joaquin Valley, west of Bakersfield in Kern County. The town started as Company Headquarters and company store for the Miller Lux Holdings Co in the 1880s. The town and post office were established in 1895 and named Buena Vista. The name quickly became Buttonwillow named for a lone buttonbush (Cephalanthus occidentalis) that had long been a landmark in the valley. The Yokut people used the tree as a meeting place on their Trans-valley trail. The Miller Lux Headquarters had been built close to the tree.
The common name of this species of fungus that typically appears as a round piece of black coal-lik ball attached to a dying or dead tree trunks and branches is King Alfred’s cakes. This name originates from legend that King Alfred (who ruled in 9th century) was mistaken for a soldier by a peasant woman in the house were he was seeking a refuge after the battle. She asked him to look after cakes baking on the fire but he fell asleep…, well, another name for these fungi are coal fungi. Whether this story is true or not difficult to say because it was first told 100 years after the King lived, but the name sticks to the fungus forever.
The scientific name of this common and widespread saprotrophic fungus is Daldinia concentrica. The genus Daldinia is named in honour of Agostino Daldini, a Swiss clergyman and botanist. The specific epithet ‘concentrica’ is self-explanatory if you look at the image above showing concentric rings of the fungal body. This is where black spores are matured and then driven up to the surface and expelled outside through tiny openings. The concentric rings are thought to reflect seasonal growth like tree rings - so it is likely to be about 12 years old. Majority of trees were planted here in 2000. This fungus, when dry, can be used as tinder to light fires, hence another name the tinder bracket.
This specimen was neatly sliced in half by a chainsaw I think when this ash tree trunk was fell down and cleared of branches; a cut through the branch seen on the left. Massive clearance is taken place in this Community Woodland as part of removal ash trees infected with dieback fungus, as well as general maintenance. Primrose Hill Community woodland. Bath, BANES, England, UK
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It was turning into one of those indecisive mornings. “Shall we go and lounge by the pool and read until lunchtime, and then head down to the beach? Or will we get in the car and head off for the day?” Neither of us could make our minds up. It’s often like this, and until we close the front door, we could be heading anywhere between fifty yards away and the other end of the island. It’s part of what makes us so fascinating, and no doubt would drive anyone else unfortunate enough to end up in a long term relationship with either of us to the edge of their senses. All things considered, it’s a good job Ali and I found each other. Neither of us seems to mind when one asks the other what we’re going to do today, only to draw a distant gaze and a blank response.
If anything, I’m a little more driven than she is, and so I made the call. “Right, we’ll go back to that place in Femes for lunch, then we’ll go and visit one of the bodegas at La Geria, and after that I want to go and walk up the red mountain for sunset” – that’s Montana Colorada by the way. “Ok,” came the predictable response. And so we had a plan; a nice simple one that didn’t require too much thought or too much driving. We’d drive up the mountain pass from Playa Blanca to the village of Femes that sits on the saddle, and the rest of the day would follow as planned.
Except that it didn’t. 12:30 we agreed was a bit early for lunch, and so we drove in the other direction and headed for a menu del dia at the place we’d stumbled across in Teguise a few days earlier. And just to make things interesting, we decided to go along the main road rather than the wine route, just to have a bit of a test run for that inevitable drive to the airport just over a week later. “It’ll be faster” I reasoned. It wasn’t, especially after a couple of wrong turns, one of which almost had us heading into the jams of Arrecife, the island capital. Eventually, we arrived at a dinner table to be served by a very harassed looking waiter, whom it seemed was working solo through the busy lunch hour. As he unceremoniously thumped our drinks onto the table and feigned no interest whatsoever in our opposing views on the inclusion of tuna in our ensaladas mixtas, we wondered who’d thrown a sickie and left him in the lurch. After the meal I was too frightened to ask for coffee as well, and spent the next twenty-five minutes looking for another establishment to replenish the caffeine deficit. The first such attempt found us hastily evacuating our seats, scarpering around a corner and tracing an elaborate circuit of the town after Ali had seen the price list. Six euros for a scoop of ice cream? Not on your Nellie!
Some time later, happily refuelled with coffee and ice cream we sat at a bench in the church square. By now it was some time after 4pm, and with less than two hours until sunset we considered the options. At the far end of the island, just another twelve miles or so away lay the Mirador del Rio, offering a classic view of the three small islands that fan away from the northeast corner of Lanzarote, while retracing our tyre treads down to the coast would bring us to the wreck of the Telamon, a long exposure magnet that lies a few yards out to see between Costa Teguise and Arrecife. Tentatively, we set course for the former, where the road rides up to its highest point on the island between Los Valles and Haria. And still several miles short of our target, as we sat at a layby gazing down at the white coastal villages of Punta Mujeres and Arrieta far below, we changed our minds again – and then furthered the endless mystery of our final destination by missing the turn without signpost that was supposed to take us to the Mirador del Risco de Famara.
As you can see, the error turned into what Bob Ross would call a happy accident. Finally, somewhere around five, we ended up here, at the lonely and altitudinous Ermita de las Nieves. Quite how often there’s ever been snow here, even at this distance above sea level I’m not sure, although I did need to put my long sleeved top on over my tee shirt to brave the last hour of daylight on this late November afternoon, as a fellow visitor from France told me his wife was very jealous of my telephoto lens. The view across the volcanoes that dominate the landscape over to the west from where we’d come was, well you can see for yourself can’t you? Even before the golden hour, it seemed evident that we were going to be in for a show, as layers of cloud allowed sunbeams to filter through and light up the spaces in between the distant cones. For an hour I watched from behind the long lens transfixed, as the colours deepened and the sunbeams bounced and weaved their way into ever more epic frames. As the sunbeams moved, I continually followed the drama, recomposing and focussing as quickly as I could keep up. It’s not often that I get to spend time in a landscape like this, and certainly I’d never seen a sunset sky such as the one we were witnessing now in the mountains. Eventually, the sun having disappeared for the day and the magic leaving centre stage almost instantaneously, I headed back to the car with an enormous grin on my face. The day of sliding door decisions had given us the best possible outcome with a sunset we’d never forget. It’s a good job we’re not that great at making our minds up, or we’d have probably missed it.
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