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Two rainbows over Ullapool (Scotland).
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Ein grandioses Schauspiel zum Sonnenuntergang. Am Horizont ist noch der Harkortturm in Wetter zu erkennen.
The setting sun on a warm, late August evening, picking out a few select trees - a very magical light.
This is an older shot taken in December of 2009. I have been busy lately and haven't been doing much photographing. So I am posting some from the archives.
Here mine is almost finished. LED rings inside bottom of a CD jewel case. Each ring with separate mini-jack wire. Attached to the English Phonebooth, which serves as housing for two 9V-batteries, wiring, voltage regulator, and female mini-jacks.
Making a LED ring-light for my camera with Torje. Tutorial from metku.net.
it was soooo hot in the house last evening that bob suggested we head over to seadancer dock.
it is the longest dock on the island, and always, always, always has a breeze (which is purely wonderful) AND the best sunset viewing ever.
last night was spectacular.
More photos from Revsnes (Refsnes) on the Fosen peninsula.
We were staying in a super-cute cabin rented out by Aquarius Brygge, which itself is a really nice place (it's on the left behind the trees in this shot). I took a walk along the fjord through the woods next to our cabin after the kids were put to bed and took a few photos.
Up on Boreas Pass waiting for night to fall, took a quick snapshot of the light on the mountian. As it turned out the night shoot was not good,(my fault not the cameras) and this turned out to be the best of the evening. Oh Well!
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Brian and I are finally getting back into the Tuesday and Thursday after work ride. And today was the maiden voyage of my new GoPro.
04/09/2013 The last of the evening light entering a D-train car in Gravesend. Kodak Ektar 100. Olympus 35 SP. G.Zuiko 42mm 1:1.7.
Impromtu meetup with a couple of fire spinning friends more for fun and practice than anything else :)
Leake Street tunnel
Southbank riverside
with Olympus OM-D E-M10
Fujian 35mm 1.4
Samyang/Walimex 8mm Fisheye
Panasonic 14mm 2.5
Olympus 45mm 1.8
I awoke at some point very early in the morning, I looked round the edge of the curtains, and the sun was just about to rise, the sky a mix of blue and pink, all over. I needed more sleep.
I woke again just after seven, behind schedule and needing a shower and to pack.
That done I went down to the reception to check out, then go for breakfast, and it was the emptiest I had ever seen it, with just two diners, one being my colleague Manu, so I joined him for coffee and to talk.
The car is loaded, I find some station playing an old Bee Gees track, start the car, open the windows and take the short drive to the office.
Man, it is already hot in the office, and the remote for the air con unit has been lost, so there is little else to do other than to endure it, maybe have the window open ajar. Thankfully that side of the building was in shade for the morning, so it didn't get too hot. And by the time the afternoon arrives, I will be on the road to Arhus.
I find work to do, and fill the morning so that come one in the afternoon it was time to pack up and leave for the 90 minute drive to Arhus.
I say my farewells, it will be two weeks before I am back, so once done, I can walk to the car, across the car park that is so dry it is like a desert. In fact when the wind blows here, sand and grit are blown around, so much so the whole area is called Sahara. Anyway, I get in the car, open all the windows and drive away, wanting to go as fast as possible so that the wind would cool me and the car down.
The Audi is so easy to drive, the steering wheel doesn’t move unless you turn it, it has so much power, it accelerates very quickly. In short, I’m having a blast. Down the motorway for 60 or so km, the turn onto the E45 for the half hour drive up to Arhus South and from there down into the centre of the city, take a left and another 5 minutes to the hotel.
And there I see the first Pokemon Go players. In fact I nearly take four of them out as they run in front of the car, waving mobile phnes in front of them. I park in front of the hotel, check in and take to my room where there is more work to do, enough to keep me busy until half four, when I will go and meet my old RAF buddy, Shaggy.
However, I thought I knew the way, and despite being just a few minute walk from the bar, I convinced myself I knew the way, walked down the hill past the modern art museum, along the road behind it, back up the other side right back to where I started.
I walk round, then see a sign post, so I have to go and check that, and sure enough it points back up the hill, and is some 800m away.
So, by now I was sweating, and walking hard, puffing up the hill, across the intersection, then at the next crossroads, I see the station square, and just a little further on would be the bar.
Shaggs was waiting outside for me, checking with me on Facebook via his phone, sadly mine was in the hotel room, so no chance of answering him. We are meeting because he is going to buy my old 50D body, as I have failed to sell it via e bay, as well as bringing him so British supplies, Bovril and Marmite.
He buys me a drink, and we retire to the beer garden, mixing it with the smokers and wild birds feeding in the tree above us. Its not a bad life, all in all.
After a refill, we go to the diner up the street and have burgers and huge plates of fries and mayo and strong Barley Wine to go with it all. I had no eaten since breakfast, so was hungry, and I can tell you, that it was all good, even though very unhealthy indeed.
Another short walk away was the Mikkler Bar, so we retire there to sample some unusual beers, and at that point I thought we would be calling it a night. Show me the Highlander Bar he asks.
Hmm, I thought I could go in and just have one, so I agree, and we walk along near-deserted streets to the bar, where Julian perks up when he finds he has some ex-forces drinkers in.
We sample the pineapple rum, and some other rum. Then it got silly and we switched onto some far eastern whisky he had just brought back after meeting with the distillers. It was good, aged in sherry casks and is was luscious. Sadly, Julian told me there was an even better one, although twice the price. I can’t resist, and have one for the road, and leave some £65 lighter.
From there it was a short walk back up the hill to the hotel, Shaggs walks back to the station, and all is quiet, apart from the Pokemon players running around on the grass near to the hotel; keeps them fit I suppose.