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Tried editing out the feet but quite liked them in the view!
The second of the great rock towers to be designed for the Northern Lighthouse Board by the Stevenson family of engineers.
Skerryvore lighthouse stands on a treacherous reef in the Atlantic around 12 miles south-west of the island of Tiree. Alan Stevenson’s masterpiece took six years to build and was finally lit in 1844. On an earlier visit to the rock in 1814 with Alan’s father Robert Stevenson (builder of the Bell Rock Lighthouse), the writer Sir Walter Scott commented that ‘It will be a most desolate position for a lighthouse – the Bell Rock and Eddystone a joke to it’. The first season’s work was completely wasted when the wooden barrack built on the rock to house the workers was washed away in a winter storm after the men had left the rock for the season.
Skerryvore is regarded as being the most graceful example of rock lighthouse design in the world, the 48m high tower (Scotland’s tallest) is made of granite from the Isle of Mull. Unlike many other rock lighthouses the granite blocks at the base of the tower are not dovetailed and interlocking – Alan Stevenson calculated that the weight of the tower would provide the strength needed to resist the power of the seas – after 167 years service he has of course been proven right!
The most dramatic event in the lighthouse’s history was on an evening in March 1954 when a fire broke out in the tower, the fire quickly spread upwards until it reached the room where the explosives used for the fog signalling device were kept . The subsequent explosion spread the flames to both the upper and lower compartments of the lighthouse. The three keepers were fortunate in that it was not stormy weather outside and they were able to escape from the tower and stand on the rock below, they were also fortunate in that the relief boat for the change of keepers was due the next day. The fire itself completely gutted the interior of the lighthouse and caused some of the granite blocks themselves to crack. The damage was not fully repaired and the lighthouse manned again until 1959.
Skerryvore was automated in 1994.
Creator/Photographer: Unidentified photographer
Medium: Medium unknown
Dimensions: 21.9 cm x 19.7 cm
Date: prior to 1937
Collection: Scientific Identity: Portraits from the Dibner Library of the History of Science and Technology - As a supplement to the Dibner Library for the History of Science and Technology's collection of written works by scientists, engineers, natural philosophers, and inventors, the library also has a collection of thousands of portraits of these individuals. The portraits come in a variety of formats: drawings, woodcuts, engravings, paintings, and photographs, all collected by donor Bern Dibner. Presented here are a few photos from the collection, from the late 19th and early 20th century.
Repository: Smithsonian Institution Libraries
Accession number: SIL14-M001-13
After witnessing Aiden and Charlotte together on the street, Vincent went straight home. He locked himself in his flat with the lights off, sat on his bed, and immediately sank into a depression. When Damien came knocking fifteen minutes later Vincent simply rolled over on his side and pretended not to be home.
The entire next day was a repeat of the evening before. He spent his day sitting on his bed while staring at the wall. No books. No music. No herb. No tea. Nothing. He wasn't even hungry. And as the day shifted towards evening, his depression was layered on with a deep, growing brood. Even the weather seemed to reflect his mood with dark skies, heavy rain, and loud thunder that had intensified as the day dragged on.
Earlier in the day, there had been a knock at the door. He'd ignored it and thankfully whoever it was got the message and left shortly afterwards. He was not ready to face anyone yet.
The following day, Sunday, was meant to be a special and important one. With his uncle's long-awaited return there was going to be a huge family feast in celebration! Vincent had been looking forward to tonight very much! But even that felt ruined for him now. Yet, he felt obligated to attend. Besides, he'd not eaten in nearly two days. Perhaps the lure of Mrs. Faris' incredible cooking would encourage his hunger.
So, after dragging ass all morning, Vincent finally bathed and started getting himself ready for a celebratory evening with his family. He still did not feel ready to be in anyone's company. He was growing more and more uncertain about his decision to attend by the minute. Besides, what if Charlotte had invited Aiden? He didn't think he could handle that. BUT WHY?!
And then the memory came of the night when Aiden had walked Vincent home from the tavern. Aiden had smiled so sweetly just for him all because Vincent thought it was cute that he had dimples at the corner of his mouth. Then another memory came of Aiden as he grinned so hugely and cheered Leon's Claw on as the ship climbed the skies during their moonlit flight together. He liked it when Aiden was happy. That's how he should always be.
'So, you DO know how to laugh after all! Don't worry, Captain, I won't tell anyone.'
Aiden had said that after he'd made Vincent laugh for the first time in three years! And how many times since then? Aiden always managed to get him to smile and laugh so easily! Aiden made him feel safe to come out of his shell. He'd always been there for Vincent since the very beginning. Memories began to play back as he remembered all those wonderful times he'd shared together with Aiden.
The memories were still playing in his mind a minute later as Vincent sat on the edge of his bed and dragged over his boots. He was moving slowly and had a small smile tugging at the corner of his lips as he began to pull the first one on. He was just thinking about how Aiden looked so perfect as he stood there in the fading sunlight; how his hand extended out to Vincent and spoke such beautiful words that never failed to make his heart flutter with joy whenever he thought about it: "Fly with me, Vincent."
"Oh shit..."
Vincent's head snapped up with wide eyes. He dropped his boot to the floor with a loud thunk. He didn't even care he'd dropped it on his foot! All that he cared about...all he could think about...was Aiden.
A soft chuckle escaped him as a touch of giddiness bubbled up inside of him. He began to realize that maybe he HAD started growing feelings for Aiden after all. Was...was this really happening?! And as he sat there, it began to sink in that yes, this was really a thing! Yet, seconds later that giddy, elated feeling came crashing down around him as in its place a deep feeling of dread began to fill him. He began to rub his face anxiously.
"Shit. Shit. Shit. Shit."
How did this happen?! Hell, WHEN did this happen?! What was he supposed to do?! The last thing he fucking wanted was this! He'd gone and allowed himself to fall in love once before and look where that got him: a broken heart, an empty house, and years of crippling depression! He didn't want to risk falling in love again!
What if he wasn't able to work through these feelings after all? What if, after the ball, Aiden decided to stay here to be with Charlotte? Not only would he be losing someone he apparently had feelings for but that also meant he would lose his best engineer! And what if Damien found out? Something told him Damien wouldn't be so receptive to the idea of Aiden potentially becoming such an important figure in Vincent's life...
In the end, Vincent gathered up what little courage he had left and finished pulling on his boots and set off for the Dubois Manor. By now, he desperately did not want to go tonight, but he respected and loved his uncle too much to miss such an important occasion. And while Vincent was upset with the situation with his cousin, he did love Charlotte very much. Deep down, he wanted her to be happy. If Aiden chose her as his intended then what right did he have to come between their happiness?
Upon his arrival at his family's home, Vincent was relieved to discover that Aiden was not going to be making an appearance at tonight's gathering after all. With that weight off his shoulders, Vincent was able to put on a more genuine smile and welcome his uncle home in celebration. He tried his best to stay in the moment and enjoy this time with his family. He avoided spending too much time around Charlotte, though he'd managed to give her a hug and smile pleasantly upon greeting her as if nothing were bothering him.
Vincent stayed the night in his old bedroom. But instead of sleeping, he found himself staring up at the ceiling for hours upon hours. What was he going to do? How was he going to handle this? Unfortunately, the answers did not come to him.
After the Sun rose the following morning, Vincent, feeling grumpy from not getting any sleep, headed downstairs for a quick breakfast of leftovers from last night's dinner. Meanwhile the kitchen staff began to make breakfast for the rest of the family who were mostly not yet awake but would be soon.
An hour later, upon Vincent's departure he was walking the hallway towards the entrance hall while the rest of the family began to gather for breakfast. That's when he overheard his aunt coming down the adjacent hallway with the family butler, Mr. Faris.
"...will surely be very busy the next couple of days. Speaking of which, we will be having company this afternoon. Mr. Anderson will be coming back over to practice with Charlotte again. I am certain he will be staying for dinner."
"Very good, Ma'am."
"Mm, there is still so much to do before we- Oh, Vincent!"
Vincent didn't have a chance to duck and circle back before his aunt and Mr. Faris came around the corner. Aunt Jennifer smiled before she turned and said, "Thank you, Mr. Faris. That will be all for now." And once they were alone she turned to look up at her nephew and straightened his tie with a satisfied smile before smoothing it out for him.
"You know we're about to have breakfast, yes? Are you sure you don't want a bite to eat before you go?"
"No, thank you. I've already eaten."
"Hm. Your friend will be coming by this afternoon."
"So I've heard."
"Will you be joining him?"
"Not tonight, Auntie. I already have plans."
"Hm...Are you well? You know you can always talk to me, right?"
"Of course. But I'm fine. Everything's fine. I promise."
While he gazed back at her with what he thought was a convincing smile she gazed right back up at him with a look that showed that she, the woman who had raised him as her own son, knew he wasn't quite telling the whole truth. He was so sure she was going to call him out on his bullshit! But instead, she simply patted his chest in a motherly sort of way and nodded.
"Very well, then. I will see you on Wednesday. I love you."
"I love you, too. I'll see you then."
Vincent kissed her forehead then made his departure straight back to his flat. He had two days until the masquerade. Two days to get his shit together. Two days until Aiden and Charlotte would be going to the ball together...
Upon his arrival home Vincent was surprised to discover a piece of paper folded up and wedged into the crack in his door. He blinked and took the paper out before letting himself inside and opening the folded letter to see what was written inside:
Vincent,
I came by yesterday but we seem to keep missing each other! It feels like a month since I last saw you. I am eager to see you again. I hope you are well. Let me know when you want to meet before the ball.
Yours truly,
Aiden
Aiden had come to see him? Maybe he had been the mysterious knocker! This note wasn't here yesterday evening so he must have come back again while Vincent was out. They did seem to keep missing each other, didn't they? But perhaps that was for the best. But unable to help himself, Vincent smiled softly as he read over Aiden's scribbled note once again.
'It feels like a month since I last saw you. I am eager to see you again.'
Was Aiden missing him too? He needed to respond to this and let Aiden know he'd be over Wednesday to help him get ready for the masquerade. But until then he had a lot to think about...
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NEXT PART: (Soon to come!)
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***Please note this is a BOY LOVE (LGBTQ+) series. It is a slow burn and is rated YOUNG ADULT!***
Special thank you to my husband Vin for collaborating with me on this series and co-starring as The Captain!
He also made the pose so EXTRA thank you....and for also noticing that I originally had Vincent putting on the wrong shoe. X'D
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66604 tnt 66610 with a Buxton S.B. to Crewe Bas Hall S.S.M. engineers train. This was the only working over the Northwich - Sandbach line on this particular Sunday and is seen here passing Higher Daleacre Crossing around 50 mins late. 21st October 2018.
Engineer Rengo gives two thumbs up for his nice new leader on M340 south of Pokegama. Mr. Bruns was conductor.
Taken at Nihonbashihamacho, Tokyo. This image is available to buy from Getty Images
Getty Images ID #158858351
Again on the same stretch of water as my previous shot; the night time views are definitely eye-catching and with a near-constant supply of river traffic, it's a great place to go if you like doing long exposures.
Please press 'L' to view in the lightbox.
Canon EOS 60D | RAW | ISO 100 | f/9.0 | 30s | 18-135mm at 26mm | AWB | Evaluative | RF
The Golden Gate Bridge
(Written upon completion of the Bridge in 1937
by Joseph P. Strauss, Chief Engineer, Golden Gate Bridge and Highway District )
I am the thing that men denied,
The right to be, the urge to live;
And I am that which men defied,
Yet I ask naught for what I give.
My arms are flung across the deep,
Into the clouds my towers soar,
And where the waters never sleep,
I guard the California shore.
Above the fogs of scorn and doubt,
Triumphant gleams my web of steel;
Still shall I ride the wild storms out,
And still the thrill of conquest feel.
The passing world may never know
The epic of my grim travail;
It matters not, nor friend or foe –
My place to serve and none to fail.
My being cradled in despair,
Now grown so wondrous fair and strong,
And glorified beyond compare,
Rebukes the error and the wrong.
Vast shafts of steel, wave-battered pier,
And all the splendor meant to be;
Wind-swept and free, these, year on year,
Shall chant my hymm of Victory!
The Grade II Listed 12 Bailgate, Lincoln, Lincolnshire.
Built in 1882 along with 11 Bailgate and 3 St Pauls Lane. A House and shop, 2-storey brick with slate roof, built by Martin and Sims for E and A L Ward. Modern timber shop front.
1899 Thomas Lewis, ironmonger; 1912-1930s W Gregory and Sons, ironmongers and electricians, who had rear store extension to St Pauls Lane built in 1912, and rebuilt in 1930, architects Scorer and Gamble; pair of sash windows inserted in 1972 in place of former workshop windows on first floor. 1961 W Gregory hot water engineers; 1975 Brealeys decorators supplies; 1996-date Pitlochry Knitware Co shop. Monogram "WG" and "Est 1821" on the frontage.
Information Source:
www.heritageconnectlincoln.com/character-area/bailgate-an...
Having arrived overnight with 6C01 01.05 from Eastleigh East Yard,Colas 56090 sits in the engineering possession at Basingstoke on 04/May/25 ,having old rail sections and spent ballast loaded.
This is a photo from my archives. I took this shot near the top of Engineer Pass. I have reworked this photo and reposted it. I had to try my new skills in Lightroom 3.3.
To me this is like being on the top of the world, it is so beautiful and so close to heaven it is a religious experience. I only wish I had a shot of my husband riding his horse and leading the pack string of mules down through this.
I hope you enjoy this shot and thanks for visiting my photostream and leaving your comments.
Susan
German Armed Forces Engineering Tank " Dachs" by the Presentation " Wesersprung 2016" at the River Weser ( North of Germany) ,Holzminden Homebas of Panzerpionier Btl 1
more Pictures : www.facebook.com/combatcameraeurope.pictures/posts/715344...
Quoting Smithsonian National Air and Space Museum | Aichi M6A1 Seiran (Clear Sky Storm):
Aichi chief engineer, Toshio Ozaki, designed the M6A1 Seiran to fulfill the requirement for a bomber that could operate exclusively from a submarine. Japanese war planners devised the idea as a means for striking directly at the United States mainland and other important strategic targets, like the Panama Canal, that lay thousands of kilometers from Japan. To support Seiran operations, the Japanese developed a fleet of submarine aircraft carriers to bring the aircraft within striking distance. No Seiran ever saw combat, but the Seiran/submarine weapons system represents an ingenious blend of aviation and marine technology.
This M6A1 was the last airframe built (serial number 28) and the only surviving example of the Seiran in the world. Imperial Japanese Navy Lt. Kazuo Akatsuka ferried this Seiran from Fukuyama to Yokosuka where he surrendered it to an American occupation contingent.
Transferred from the United States Navy.
Manufacturer:
Aichi Aircraft Company (Aichi Kokuki KK)
Date:
1945
Country of Origin:
Japan
Dimensions:
Overall: 460 x 1160cm, 3310kg, 1230cm (15ft 1 1/8in. x 38ft 11/16in., 7297.2lb., 40ft 4 1/4in.)
Physical Description:
Wings rotated back, folded back to lie flat against the fuselage. 2/3 of each side of the horizontal stabilizer also folded down, likewise the tip of the vertical stabilizer.
Colas Rail Freight Class 70, 70807 powers 6C90 22:54 Crewe Basford Hall SSM to Hyde Junction through Goostrey station.
Along with sister locomotive 803 on the rear, the engineers' train was heading for a Saturday night to Sunday night possession to perform track renewals on the DSD line (Down & Up Hadfield) side of the Dinting triangle.
Cocky and arrogant, the Engineers are young and completely full of themselves even though they aren't technically supposed to use firearms. Fortunately for the Blood Wolves army, we don't rely on technicalities.
In other news, some of my favorite TV shows either ended their season or lost on of their stars so expect a Top Shot and The Office scene soon :3
Blood Wolves:
[Basic Squad]
[Grunt]
[ "Major" Payne ]
[ Hercules ]
[Spec Ops]
[Commando]
[Ranger]
[Advanced Units]
[Assassin]
[Pilot]
[Engineer]
[ General ]
[Medic]
[Demolitions]
[ "Mayhem" ]
[ "Ka-Boom" ]
In BF3 The Engineer is one of my most favourite class. It's just plain awesome.
I mean what other class allows you to blow stuff up with a missle?
Quick update didn't do much but redid the Multicam and also painted the hat. Please tell me anything I could do to improve or just tell me your thoughts about it. Also that is my custom humvee in the back tell me if you want to see a full picture!
There is no message on reverse. Unfortunately the photo is too grainy to make out the cap badges, though the wreath shape along with the grenade badges on the collars leads me to the Royal Engineers.
iss062e116001 (March 29, 2020) --- NASA astronaut and Expedition 62 Flight Engineer Andrew Morgan poses for a portrait in the weightless environment of the International Space Station.
Another rather simplistic minifig, but better ones are coming. I always love that PoP face for mechanics/engineers, and I have no idea why...
Tomorrow: Medic
The Forth Bridge at Queensferry is one of my favourite pieces of engineering ever. Totally overdone, but in such a fantastic way. God knows what'll happen if they ever have to bring this thing down.
The Soyuz MS-02 spacecraft is seen as it is rotated from a vertical to a horizontal position in preparation for being encapsulated in its fairing on Thursday, Tuesday, Oct. 11, 2016 at the Baikonur Cosmodrome in Kazakhstan. Expedition 49 flight engineer Shane Kimbrough of NASA, flight engineer Andrey Borisenko of Roscosmos, and Soyuz commander Sergey Ryzhikov of Roscosmos are scheduled to launch from the Baikonur Cosmodrome in Kazakhstan on Oct. 19. Photo Credit: (NASA/Victor Zelentsov)
Funny how things change. You work hard, put in long hours, do odd jobs and get by however you can. You send in countless resumes and application after application. Eventually, someone takes a chance on you, gives you an opportunity to change your situation. You don't get that by sitting back and thinking it will come to you. You have to go out there and get it. If you don't you'll always wonder where you could be...
Freightliner 66568 passes Niddrie West Junction with the second of 5 Sunday morning engineers services, 6K11 Kinghorn - Millerhill.
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