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The scale card along the base of the photo is marked in centimetres (black) and millimetres (white bands separated by black lines).
A sub-vertical fault plane with sharp bends and slight curves along slickenline striation paths/traces (in non-technical terms, scratches in the rock from frictional drag along the fault surface),
indicating a history of slight and temporary change in displacement direction (part of Eocene age extensional faulting in south-central British Columbia). Location: Warren Creek Road, near Greenwood, British Columbia.
C. J.R. Devaney
The San Andreas fault extends through California for a distance of nearly 600 miles. It is a right-lateral strike-slip fault, meaning that the opposite side of the fault always moves to the right, and the motion is predominantly horizontal. This fault greatly affects the rocks through which it passes, as seen at this well-known locality just west of the Avenue S offramp from the Highway 14 freeway in the city of Palmdale, California (not far from LA). I guess you could safely say it`s San Andreas` fault whenever anything goes wrong around there!
The mountain shows clearly the fault line of red rocks. Amazing to see geology on display like this.
I took some of this apart today and started on a vignette that I might post WIP pics of tomorrow. Hope you guys are excited too see the outcome!
--Bowbrick
Publication: Fault magazine
Photography: Wendy Hope @Maxine Tall Management
Model: Wu Ting Ting@Wilhelmina Models
Manicure: Nailz by Honey
Make up: Margina Dennis
Photography Assistant: Colleen Lidz
Concept: Wendy Hope
Retouching: Mdf Retouching
Colorado Springs, Colorado
The Garden of the Gods' red rock formations were created during a geological upheaval along a natural fault line millions of years ago. Archaeological evidence shows that prehistoric people visited Garden of the Gods about 1330 BC. At about 250 BC, Native American people camped in the park; they are believed to have been attracted to wildlife and plant life in the area and used overhangs created by the rocks for shelter. Many native peoples have reported a connection to Garden of the Gods, including Apache, Cheyenne, Comanche, Kiowa, Lakota, Pawnee, Shoshone, and Ute people.
Multiple American Indian Nations traveled through Garden of the Gods. The Utes' oral traditions tell of their creation at the Garden of the Gods, and petroglyphs have been found in the park that are typical of early Utes. The Utes found red rocks to have a spiritual connection and camped near Manitou Springs and the creek near Rock Ledge Ranch bordering Garden of the Gods. The Old Ute Trail went past Garden of the Gods to Ute Pass and led later explorers through Manitou Springs. Starting in the 16th century, Spanish explorers and later European American explorers and trappers traveled through the area, including Lt. John C. Frémont and Lt. George Frederick Ruxton, who recorded their visits in their journals.
In 1879 Charles Elliott Perkins, a friend of William Jackson Palmer, purchased 480 acres of land that included a portion of the present Garden of the Gods. Upon Perkins' death, his family gave the land to the City of Colorado Springs in 1909, with the provision that it would be a free public park. Palmer had owned the Rock Ledge Ranch and upon his death it was donated to the city.
Helen Hunt Jackson wrote of the park, "You wind among rocks of every conceivable and inconceivable shape and size... all bright red, all motionless and silent, with a strange look of having been just stopped and held back in the very climax of some supernatural catastrophe."
Having purchased additional surrounding land, the City of Colorado Springs' park grew to 1,364 acres. In 1995 the Garden of the Gods Visitor and Nature Center was opened just outside the park.
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Oi pessoal! Desculpem por não ter passado pra desejar feliz Natal pra vcs... entrei de férias dia 20 e fiquei ocupada com os preparativos pro Natal. >.>
Mas espero que tudo tenha sido ótimo! *-*
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Ganhei esse livro de Natal, a história é tão linda, os personagens, as reflexões deles... ♥ Eu que não sou fã de romances achei incrível, recomendo. *-*
Aí eu terminei de ler e resolvi tirar uma foto, pq as cores da capa (que achei linda) combinam com as da make da Mizuki xD (ela tá sem roupa pq eu gostei assim e tava com preguiça de escolher alguma -q). Mas não ficou exatamente como eu queria, devo excluir isso logo logo. e.e
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Não tenho fotos novas, então já desejo um feliz Ano Novo pra vcs! x3 Espero que 2014 seja ótimo que todo mundo consiga realizar os planos que estão sendo feitos ♥
Horrocks Pass and Wilmington.
Horrocks Pass is the junction of two different fault blocks in the Flinders Ranges created by past earthquake movements. This fault line across the Flinders Ranges allows a creek to flow down towards the coast and it provides a base for a road. John Horrocks the early explorer discovered this gorge in his explorations in 1846 and the pass and the nearest highest hill were named after him. It was used by earliest pastoralists from 1854 onwards and was the track followed by the Cobb and Co coaches from around 1860 on their journeys from Burra (Kooringa) to Port Augusta. In fact Beautiful Valley was a staging post from 1861. In that year Robert Blinman built an inn at the top of Horrocks Pass which he named Roundwood Hotel. By 1864 Cobb & Co coaches were passing through the settlement and the remains of their staging point stables can still been seen behind the Wilmington Hotel. The town of Wilmington later grew up around this Cobb and Co staging point much later in 1876. The first pastoralist in the area was Daniel Cudmore who took up the lease of Beautiful Valley run (88 square miles) in 1851. The actual Wilmington town site was located on the run of John Howard Angas who had the Mt Remarkable leasehold and Stony Creek runs which totalled 130 square miles. Just to the north of the town site was the Mount Brown run taken out by Abraham Scott (99 square miles.) The pastoralists could see that this was good grazing country. Horrocks Pass gave them a route to the Willochra Plains and the valleys of the Flinders Ranges.
The town was officially named Wilmington by the Governor Sir Anthony Musgrave in 1876. It was named his eldest son William Hammond Jervois. Governor Jervois’ wife came from American so perhaps she came from Wilmington in Delaware? Locals protested in 1876 when the name Beautiful Valley was replaced as the current town was created. Wilmington was the main town of the Hundred of Willochra. It grew overnight with the promise of good rains (rain follows the plough) and the opening up the Willochra Plains towards Quorn and the Flinders Ranges. By the early 1880s progressed slowed as hundreds of thousands of acres of land were forfeited and farmers walked away from their unsuccessful attempts to grow rain way beyond Goyder’s Line. But Wilmington still prospered as it had the Beautiful Valley to its west and good farm lands close to the Flinders Ranges. One of the first public buildings was the Institute where stone work began in 1880 with the official opening in January 1882. A new Soldiers Memorial Façade was added in 1925. The fine stone police station and attached Courthouse was erected in 1880 and closed in 1971. The stone Wilmington school opened in 1878 and was extended in 1882 and again in 1883. It was demolished around 1980 when a new prefabricated school opened. The impressive Globe Hotel (now the Wilmington Hotel) was built in 1879 as a two storey structure given the promise of the district at that time. Most new towns began with a single storey hotel!
The Wesleyan Methodists were the first to build a church in the town. They purchased land in 1876 and opened the stone Wesleyan church in 1877. The Bible Christian Methodists opened their stone church in 1880. It became the main Methodist Church in town after Methodist Union in 1900 and the old Wesleyan church became the church hall until it was demolished in 1953. The stone from the original building was partially used to construct the new church hall in 1953.Next to the church is the Methodist Manse. The original wooden cottage was replaced with a fine stone residence in 1924. The Anglicans began services in the courthouse in 1882 and did not open their stone church until 1885. The Catholics had St Dominic’s church a couple of miles out of town towards Hammond which was built in 1878 by the Jesuit brothers of Sevenhill. Two decades later they also built a Catholic Church in town in 1909 and the old St Dominic’s church was dismantled and rebuilt in Hammond with an opening there in 1907. The Lutherans built their church a couple of miles out of town towards Orroroo and it opened in 1891 and is still in use. Industrially Wilmington had some diversity. Edmund Dignan the local blacksmith started making strippers in 1887. He experimented and produced a chain driven harvester/stripper in 1893. It was favourably received and production continued for some year with sales across the state. It won several prizes and was patented. His harvesters were still being produced into the 1920s. Dignan works employed around 50 men. The business closed around 1928 with Edmund Dignan dying in 1932. Dunn the flour miller mogul from Mt Barker built a three storey stone flourmill in 1878. It operated until around 1915 when it was sold and the new owner demolished it all and three houses were built on the site. From 1897 into the 1920s Wilmington also had a butter factory which produced Beau Val butter, a shortened version of the town’s original name Beautiful Valley. The two storey butter factory still exists opposite the school. The town never got a railway station of its own until 1915. Prior to that the nearest railway was at Hammond. The railway line closed in 1969. By the 1920s with rural depopulation, increasing farm mechanisation, and the rise of motor transport the industrial activities of Wilmington declined and disappeared. The main outstanding building of more recent years in Wilmington is the fine stone Country Women’s’ Association building which was erected in 1953.
A tennis ball rests in a position on the court bounded by a crack and a white boundry line that resembles a small version of geologic fault. Companion color was added to lower section of boundry line foro balance of the overall image.
A shot from 1978. The clipboards on the wall is where you wrote down any reports of failed calls or customer equipment problems. The faults could be failed calls reported by other telephone exchange engineers or 151 engineers. Mostly a fault was not found and they were cleared off as FNF, which stands for Fault Not Found.
This is John and knowing his love of the horses, he had just lost a bet.
ADVANCED HANSEN'S DISEASE
not her fault
don't blame her
she is innocent
and
will live a life
as if she is GUILTY
of something
she has done
wrong
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My latest finished heretical work. The Iron Warrior Primaris. Honestly, I put way more time into this than I care to count. Took the opportunity to basically just go all out. Did the best that I possibly could for the Non-Metallic Metals on this model.
I'm overall pretty happy with him. He has his faults (more than I'd care to list actually) but yeah overall I'm decently happy with the finished product.
The best thing about painting this model though was the number of epiphanies I had while painting. I'm sure the cause of them was because I was taking hundreds of photos during this painting process because I wanted to do some step by steps for y'all so keep an eye out for them over the next few days, just going to take a bit to write all that up.
I really hope you like him and thanks for viewing :)
I can't remember where or when I first heard about Nunhead Cemetery, but it has been on my list of places to visit.
Then a couple of weeks ago, a friend visited and took some shots, so put it front and centre in my mind. So, when I realised I had to take a week off, going to Nunhead was upmost in my plans.
And for some reason, I thought that going by train, on the slow train from Ashford, would be the best use of our time.
I say our time, as Jools had the day off too.
So, plans were made and timetables studied, and so we would leave Dover on the 08:52 train to Charing Cross, but getting out at Sevenoaks.
It was a bright morning, but was soon to cloud over. But no rain.
Which was nice.
We had breakfast and loaded the car at quarter past eight, driving into what counts as rush hour traffic around here, into Dover and finding a place to park on one of the narrow, steep streets overlooking the station.
I then hed to negotiate with lady in the ticket office about whether a journey could be broken on the outward or inbound leg. I have always thought it the outbound, and indeed have done so in the past, she said inbound only.
In the end she sold me a ticket and said it wouldn't be her fault.
In fact, it was my fault for wanting to take the slow train up and fast train back. But, hey ho.
We waiting for the slow train, watching the High Speed service leave before us, as travelling on that would have meant us paying double as it arrives in London five minutes before ten, thus making it a peak service. Had it arrived six minutes later, would be an off peak.
Sigh.
Anyway, our train rolled in, so we got our seats and prepared for the 90 minute journey into deepest, darkest Kent. Or Sevenoaks as we call it.
The train filled up as we got nearer London, until we reached Sevenoaks and so we got off as more got on. We crossed over to the far platform for the Thameslink service, but there was confusions, the display was showing the 10:52 cancelled, and that being the next planned departure, but the 10:22, as leaving after, but operating.
A train pulled in, so we got in to see where it would go. It was the 10:22 after all, so all good.
The train trundled along the Darent Valley, past places I knew through churches and/or orchids, until we crossed the M25 and into that London.
I can see for miles and miles We passed through places I have never heard of, parts of the urban sprawl of SE London: Swanley, St Mary Cray, Bromley, all of which are technically in Kent, and each having at least one parish church. Which could mean some urban crawling at some point, but I don't think I will do these historical Kent churches, as they are now London boroughs.
Two hundred and seventy six We arrived at Nunhead, and being just gone 11, were hungry. I knew from GSV there was a café, so we sought it out, and both ordered a medium breakfast and a brew.
Even though this is a few miles from the centre of London, traffic passed outside, sometimes an ambulance or police car with sirens blaring and lights flashing. Houses packed so close together than the selection of wheelie bins made the pavement almost impassable, especially as the London Plane Trees were so mature so that they took half the path.
All Saints Cemetery, Nunhead, Southwark, London After eating up, we made our way through a modern housing estate, through a passageway and found ourselves outside the cemetery.
All Saints Cemetery, Nunhead, Southwark, London Nunhead was one of the "magnificent seven" cemeteries built in the 1840s to find places to bury the city's dead when the churchyards near the centre of the city were full.
All Saints Cemetery, Nunhead, Southwark, London Nunhead is perhaps the least known, and the Victorian part has gotten overgrown, with nature reclaiming the land, with graves and monuments covered in plants and ivy.
All Saints Cemetery, Nunhead, Southwark, London It all makes for fine photography, but also a reminder that in death, we are all equal, as the grand tombs and memorials are claimed by nature now, or partially damaged at a time when it was even more wild than it is now.
All Saints Cemetery, Nunhead, Southwark, London We walked to the ruined chapel, locked, sadly, then up and round a rad, lined with grand tombs and memorials, some at alarming angles due to tree roots.
All Saints Cemetery, Nunhead, Southwark, London We stopped at a bench, and tried to spot the parakeets in the trees above. We could hear them, but not see them.
All Saints Cemetery, Nunhead, Southwark, London We had seen enough, so walked back down tot eh gate, through the estate to the station. We caught a train to Blackfriars, which as it neared the river, weaved through buildings and over roads, passing so close to some flats that I could have reached out and knocked on their windows as we went by.
At Blackfriars we crossed to the other platform to catch a train to Luton, going just two stops up the line, under The City to St Pancras.
We had a 50 minute wait, so I got us a coffee and some honey roast peanuts, so we sat on a bench and watched people passing by, all in a hurry and most carrying luggage.
It's funny, that from the same station you can catch trains to Dover and other places in Kent, Nottingham, Derby and other places in the midlands, trains to Brighton, Gatwick and Luton Airports, Cambridge, as well as Paris and Brussels. Quite an amazing place, and a wide selection of people and passengers.
We went up to the platforms above to wait for our train to come in, delays meant there was a shortage of platforms, so as soon as the Margate train left, some 15 minutes late, ours came in, filled up and we slipped back out, into the tunnel under London to Stratford, then out to Dagenham to Dartford, under the river into Kent.
Phew.
We arrived back in Dover at twenty to four, walked to the car and drive back home, getting back at just on the hour, time for Steve on the wireless.
As usual, we were pooped.
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Nunhead Cemetery is one of the Magnificent Seven cemeteries in London, England. It is perhaps the least famous and celebrated of them.[1] The cemetery is located in Nunhead in the London Borough of Southwark and was originally known as All Saints' Cemetery. Nunhead Cemetery was consecrated in 1840 and opened by the London Cemetery Company.[2] It is a Local Nature Reserve.
Consecrated in 1840, with an Anglican chapel designed by Thomas Little, it is one of the Magnificent Seven Victorian cemeteries established in a ring around what were then the outskirts of London. The first burial was of Charles Abbott, a 101-year-old Ipswich grocer; the last burial was of a volunteer soldier who became a canon of Lahore Cathedral.[5] The first grave in Nunhead was dug in October 1840. The average annual number of burials over the ten years 1868–1878 was 1685: 1350 in the consecrated, and 335 in the unconsecrated ground.[6]
In the cemetery were reinterred remains removed, in 1867 and 1933, from the site of the demolished St Christopher le Stocks church in the City of London.
The cemetery contains examples of the imposing monuments to the most eminent citizens of the day, which contrast sharply with the small, simple headstones marking common or public burials. By the middle of the 20th century the cemetery was nearly full, and so was abandoned by the United Cemetery Company. With the ensuing neglect, the cemetery gradually changed from lawn to meadow and eventually to woodland. It is now a Local Nature Reserve and Site of Metropolitan Importance for wildlife, populated with songbirds, woodpeckers and tawny owls. A lack of care and cash surrendered the graves to the ravages of nature and vandalism, but in the early 1980s the Friends of Nunhead Cemetery was formed to renovate and protect the cemetery.
The cemetery was reopened in May 2001 after an extensive restoration project funded by Southwark Council and the Heritage Lottery Fund. Fifty memorials were restored along with the Anglican Chapel.
Notable burials
Robert Abel, 1857–1936, England test cricketer
George John Bennett, 1800–1879, English Shakespearian actor
William Brough, 1826–1870, writer and playwright
Joseph Lemuel Chester, 1821–1882, American genealogist, poet and editor
Bryan Donkin, 1768–1855, engineer who developed a paper-making machine and food-canning process
Edward John Eliot, 1782–1863, Peninsular War soldier
Vincent Figgins, 1766–1844, typefounder
Sir Charles Fox, 1810–1874, civil and railway engineer
Jenny Hill, 1848–1896, music hall performer
Sir Polydore de Keyser, 1832–1898, lawyer and Roman Catholic Lord Mayor of London
Sir George Livesey, 1834–1908, engineer, industrialist and philanthropist
Cicely Nott, 1832–1900, singer and actress
John Proctor, 1836–1914, artist, illustrator and cartoonist
Charles Rolls, 1799–1885, engraver
Thomas Tilling, 1825–1893, bus tycoon
Alfred Vance, 1839–1888, English music hall performer
At 52 acres, Nunhead is the second largest of the Magnificent Seven cemeteries. Views across London include St Paul's Cathedral.[7]
The Victorian part of the cemetery is currently in a poor state of repair, being best described as an elegant wilderness; locals like to call it a nature reserve. Many areas of the cemetery are fairly overgrown with vines, as visible in newer tourist photos. Numerous tombstones lean to the side. Although the Friends of Nunhead Cemetery are doing their best to restore some parts of the cemetery it is badly in need of care and funding. It is about 52 acres (210,000 m2) and is a popular place to walk.
The lodges and monumental entrance were designed by James Bunstone Bunning. There is an obelisk, the "Scottish Political Martyrs Memorial", the second monument (the other is in Edinburgh) dedicated to the leaders of the Friends of the People Society, popularly called the Scottish Martyrs, including Thomas Muir, Maurice Margarot, and Thomas Fyshe Palmer, who were transported to Australia in 1794. It was erected by Radical MP Joseph Hume in 1837. It is immediately on the right on Dissenters Road, when entering through the North Gate.
A memorial commemorates nine Sea Scouts who died in the Leysdown Tragedy off the Isle of Sheppey in 1912, including Percy Baden Powell Huxford aged 12 (named after, but not related to, Lord Baden Powell). The original memorial, designed by Sir Giles Gilbert Scott, was erected in 1914.[8] Most of this was removed after vandalism, and only the base remains.[9] The present replacement memorial was erected in 1992, on the initiative of the Friends of Nunhead Cemetery.
First World War CWGC Australian plot
There are a large number of First and Second World War war graves in the cemetery, the greater proportion (592 graves) being Commonwealth service burials from the former war. Most of those are concentrated between three war graves plots: the United Kingdom plot (Square 89), holding 266 graves, the Australian plot which holds 23 graves, and the Canadian plot (Square 52) which holds 36 graves, including burials of South African and New Zealand servicemen. Those buried in the UK plot and in individual graves outside the three plots are, because of not being marked by headstones, listed by name on a Screen Wall memorial inside the cemetery's main entrance. A second Screen Wall lists 110 Commonwealth service personnel of the Second World War who are buried in another war graves plot (Square 5), and elsewhere whose graves could not be marked by headstones. There is also a Belgian war grave of the First World War
Taken with a half-frame camera that I modified so the exposures would overlap.
And pick up your trash, people. Sometimes when I come here I bring a garbage bag to tidy up.
A few outcrops of slate from previous quarrying activity on Birnam Hill. The Highland Boundary Fault runs a hundred yards to the right of this shot, emerging in the middle distance and turning right at the foothills of the distant hills.
Crack In The Ground, Oregon.
Crack in the Ground (a 2 mile long, 2 metre wide geological fault in the Oregon desert).
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Art on the cheap - featuring a £12 pair of pants from Matalan, in close-up. Those pants are indispensible. The crease always pops back.
(Updated April 16, 2025)
Looking east-southeastward at the eastern cliff cut by the middle branch of the Amnicon River. The Upper Falls, the focal point of Part 2 of this set, is just out of view to the right.
It's always a treat when concepts of structural geology are glaringly visible at the Earth's surface. Here an absolutely lovely fault, the Douglas, runs up that cliff from lower right to upper left in the center of the frame. If you stand on the little enclosed observation platform, you're right next to it.
The crustal section on the right, massive, dark-brown basalt of the late-Mesoproterozoic Chengwatana Volcanic Group, constitutes the hanging wall. The steps and the platform, and everything below and to their left, are the somewhat younger (probably very-late-Mesoproterozoic) Orienta Sandstone. It's the lowest formation of Wisconsin's Bayfield Group. Here it's the footwall.
When a portion of the Earth's crust is pulled apart—when it's under tension—normal faults, with down-dropped hanging walls, are produced. But when you see the opposite condition, where the hanging wall has been pushed up the fault plane at a high angle, it's a reverse fault instead. This indicates crustal compression.
As it so happens, the Douglas and some other major faults associated with the Midcontinent Rift (MCR) have been both types. When the MCR first developed during a phase of regional stretching, they came into being as the normal variety. But then, at some point afterward, the MCR structure was subjected to crustal scrunching, and they were converted into the reverse kind. Their headwalls were displaced upward. So in this spot the older Chengwatana basalt sits atop the Orienta Sandstone.
As a photo in a future posting will show, the contact between the two rock types contains broken-up, ground-up, and generally messed-up rock that suffered the worst of the frictional effects when the fault moved. Geologists of my ancient generation refer to this by the informal name of fubarite, but the official terms are fault gouge (finer-grained material) and fault breccia (with larger clasts).
At this distance you can see how the usually flat-lying beds of the Orienta have been seriously deformed and are dipping at crazy angles. If you walk downstream from here, however, you'll see that the strata are still in their original, more-or-less horizontal orientation.
You'll find the other photos and descriptions of this series in my Integrative Natural History of Amnicon Falls State Park album.
...that they did not listen
You did your job
You spoke
what you knew to be true
The hardest part
is letting it go....
Yet another editorial shot from the current issue of the London magazine FAULT.
Photography: Henrik Adamsen / www.henrikadamsen.com
Styling: Sarah Paaschburg
Makeup: Monika Grensteen @ Uniquelook
Model: Anna T @ 2pm
Bråvikens förkastningsbrant (the left side of the bay) is a fault scarp which is a part of a larger fault system.
66422 with the Inverness - Mossend Tesco intermodal waits at Blair Atholl for 170452 to pass with 1H13 1333 Edinburgh - Inverness. It looked from RTT as though this ought to be a Scotrail HST working. Oddly enough, the following Glasgow - Inverness Scotrail HST set was terminated at Blair Atholl because of a train fault. 27th June 2019.