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Light vessels were ships designed to perform as lighthouses in places where it was impractical to build them. Generally having no propulsion, they were towed to their stations and permanently moored there to guide other shipping. Most have now been decommissioned in favour of cheaper buoys.
This is LV16, launched in 1954 and operated by Trinity House until she was retired in 1988. In November 1960 LV16 was damaged at the South Goodwin Sands Station which, 6 years previously, had been the site of a tragedy when a previous light vessel had slipped its mooring during a force 12 storm, had drifted on to Goodwin Sands (a particularly dangerous area where The North Sea meets The English Channel) and had capsized with the loss of all hands but one. No trace of those lost was ever found. No matter what the weather, light vessels remained on station making it hazardous work. Having no propulsion they were entirely at the mercy of the elements.
The photo was taken at dusk to take advantage of colours from nearby street lighting
www.manstonhistory.org.uk/south-goodwin-lightship-disaste...
National Airlines 747 in the 30th Anniversary paint scheme is storming down Runway 19 as it leaves Rockford, IL on Sunday morning, November 7, 2021.
...taken at ARoS, Aarhus Art Museum... rotated and reflected "Unk" by Tony Oursler...
Aarhus, Denmark...
A quick photo in my garden before heading off to my friends for her birthday party at an even more amazing garden. It was indeed "The Enchanted Garden". Such a great place for a party!!!
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I wish this was a beach picture, I really do. Really bad news, I'm so sad :(
But in the process of waiting up for Candice, the waves were slowly getting bigger. Around 4:30 pm. I stayed there with Chuppy and my dad for 4 hours. Candice was late because of traffic. I blame the traffic.
When she did arrive, I went down near the rocks to see her, but while doing so, a wave came and knocked me down with Chuppy. Both my camera and cellphone...water damaged and non functional.
My camera and cellphone are in rice right now, the rice soaks up the humidity. I'm so sad, I don't know what to do anymore. If it doesn't work, I'll have to repair it and who knows how much that costs. I don't want my parents to spend money either, these are the hard times.
Going on flickr really makes me sad, I'll try to comment and all, but it just brings me down because I can't take pictures to add on to it. I really do hope it works, oh please.
Sorry everyone. When I comment, I do put happy faces, I like to put happy comments, but it's so hard now. Just not feeling the happy feeling I should.
I don't know what to do for 52 weeks, for this week, I was planning on using a beach picture, but my memory card...just don't have a memory card reader. Maybe use my mom's p&s? not a chance, it's not the same. We'll see though.
I might be gone from Flickr for some time. Until my camera works again. 52 weeks, I'll think of something. I don't know right now, I just really don't. I can't think straight and I sound like a drama queen but I'm just so bummed.
Oh, I would ask you to keep my camera in your thoughts, in my opinion, don't. Others need it more, and don't waste it on an electronic. For those who need it. :)
Well, I guess the bright side on my camera being dead...nothing really, but my model is getting a break from the limelight online and cameras pointing at him. Thinking positive thoughts now.
&if you don't want to read it all, you get the main point from the bold.
Atlantis successfully took off today marking the last mission of the US space shuttle program. I'm sorry I never got to see a live launch. I always took it for granted that at some point I'd get around to it. We tried to catch Discovery last fall but there were numerous delays. Yesterday NASA announced that due to unfavorable weather conditions Atlantis might be delayed a day. It was good news for me because it would give us a chance to drive up after work tonight and if all worked out we would get to watch the last shuttle go up. Sadly it didn't work out that way.
Another life lesson to stop putting things on hold. Stop assumimg that such things will always be around - waiting for me to show up when I'm ready : )
HCS - cute kid with dreams of space adventures and alien encounters
On my trek out west to track down Ron, I drove around by Crane Hollow and stopped at his home. He wasn't there or at work and I always wondered what the abandoned barn out west of his place looked like close up. I headed out from Ron's place to do a survey of the area. Before I got very far, I captured this old railway box car that was used around the area to store agricultural tools and supplies. Farmer Broley added an attached shed for extra protection; pretty spiffaroony. This is a common sight across the prairies. This is not far from the rail line to Lyons. The walk on the roof pegs this as over 50 years old but it's construction takes it far further back. It has double formed metal end plates and wood sided construction. This car's construction involved assembling a lot of parts. Crews were discouraged from even using the attached ladders to climb to the roof and avoid sure accidents. The bottom corners sport poling pockets that were removed from cars after a raft of accidents. Poles of wood allowed crews to relocate cars by a simple push from engines but the pole often split and injured yardmen. The drawbar (coupler) assembly was cut from the car ends; I suppose that was for recycling.
I'd better get a move on from the look of the sky. The temps were back up as was the humditty. We'll, OK I would have turned in the distance at Golden Ponds anyway! There are plenty of gravel pond beyond here anyway.
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The gravel companies buy up the rights to recover the gravel but I am not sure they bought the rights to lay the land barren and strip it otherwise of any future production. People in India remind us that we are unlikely to get any milk from the recently slaughtered cow. I wonder what the price of gravel might be if the cost of the price of returning the ground back to production after removing the gravel were included. Willie Shakespeare's "pound of flesh" perhaps. I expect that the meandering ditch at my feet waters little but pastures any more.
...when farmer John refused to give him the facelift he wanted, old Fergy decided to take matters into his own hands.
c/n 12624.
US Army Air Corps serial ’38-210’.
Owned and operated by The Fighter Collection and seen during 2016 Flying Legends Airshow. In this shot she is taking off for the 'Balbo'.
Comparing this to my similar shot from earlier in the display shows that the undercarriage isn't strict about which order it retracts in!!
Duxford Airfield, Cambridgeshire, UK.
10th July 2016.
The following info on the P-36 is from the Flying Legends website:-
“This is last Curtiss P-36C constructed Serial No. 38-210. Built in 1939 and delivered to Selfridge Field, Michigan in May 1939. She participated in the 1939 Cleveland Air Races in September 1939 with experimental camouflage.
She participated in the War Games at Maxwell Field following the Air Races.
She was sent to Wright Patterson for testing in 1940 and then on to serve with several different squadrons on the U.S. East Coast.
In 1942 she was sent to Chanute Technical Training Command for a few months, thereafter she was labelled obsolete and flown to Buckley field in Colorado.
She was put into a Tech School following her decommission and was later acquired by a Pratt & Whitney Tech instructor from Canada, where she resided until a Florida collector acquired it and passed her on to The Fighter Collection more than a decade ago.
The restoration commenced some four years ago, under the leadership of Matt Nightingale at Chino, California when sufficient original parts capable of overhaul were recovered to ensure that the aircraft could be completed to fly. Steve Hinton carried out the shakedown flights and the FAA certified P-36C made it first public appearances at the 2015 Planes of Fame Airshow, in unique flights with the Museum’s Sikorsky P-35 in similar markings.”
It's past time to take it off the map. This little pod of ice and snow has been labeled on maps as Schoolroom Glacier since topographic maps were first created for this area. While it still serves as a good example of many components of a glacier, it no longer has the mass and depth to meet the definition of a glacier. Many snow patches like this exist on our maps, labeled as "permanent snowfields." We could probably get a first edition, maybe two, of new maps with this designation. After that, we'll most likely have to remove the word, "permanent." But maybe not! A five-year cold snap could turn things around and start a new trend of cooling. My guess is that it's unlikely the human race will witness the next ice age.
I took this snapshot yesterday while descending the highest peak in the range.
A combat controller team from the 720th Special Tactics Group exits a C-130 Hercules during a high-altitude, high-opening jump during Joint Exercise Flintlock Feb. 28, 2014, over northeastern Niger. Flintlock is an annual, African-led, military exercise focused on security, counter-terrorism and military humanitarian support to outlying areas hosted each year by a different government in western Africa. (U.S. Air National Guard photo by Tech. Sgt. Eugene Crist/Released)
Bike past this beautiful spot every day. Couldn't help to stop once and take a #shameless #selfportrait aka #selfie #iphoneonly
The self is not the hub, but the spoke of the revolving wheel. In prayer we shift the center of living from self-consciousness to self-surrender. God is the center toward which all forces tend. He is the source, and we are the flowing of His force, the ebb and flow of His tides.
-Man's Quest for God: Studies in Prayer and Symbolism by Abraham Joshua Heschel
Taken from the back of sunshine beach surf club
Sunshine Coast 23/12/09
www.ambient-aperture-photography.com/
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GB Bake off is about to begin and I have dressed appropriately??. You might see me in the kitchen later.... making a cup of tea. I am not the baker in the family; my SO and son are soooo much better - my limit is bread.
For reference its festival week