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Let me start by stating that this is a single shot,
The moon was not added later?!?!?!
However the light trail leading to the moon was added.
Apart from that minor addition the rest of the PP is fairly standard
The idea for this shot was conceived about a month ago, it is by far the most technical /difficult photo I have ever attempted/taken.
Didn’t start all that well, got to the location without a CF card, round trip back home.
1 hour later, take 2
Then when pushing my tripod into the sand I snapped one of the legs off.
Took around 6-7 attempts to get it just right, very happy with the result.
That’s all im going to give away for now, I will fill you in on the technique in the next few days.
Any ideas??????
About time I revealed my technique.
100-400 at a fraction of a sec using the lens cap and a piece of sticky tape (hinge) to drop the cap as I clicked and locked the shutter release.
Throw a dark towel over the camera and lens, under the towel switch the 100-400 for the 17-40 with lens caps on
Remove the towel, check focal length, check focus dial. When all good remove the lens cap for the pre-determined exposure, in this case it was 360sec @ F7.1.
Have fun, flick me an email if you have any Q's
Thanks for all the kind comments
Adam
PP is a little rough, but I was a bit excited and wanted to post it
Alien skin
Couple of curves masks
Sharpening to moon
Sharpening to foreground
Persistent Fox Squirrel foraging of dropped sunflower seeds during a late spring sleet storm.
Common.
Taken at Nuwara Eliya, Sri Lanka.
I will visit your photostream soon to give comments.
Extremely versatile in its feeding, it will take food from the ground or in trees. They feed on a wide range of items and will attempt to feed on anything appearing edible, alive or dead, plant or animal. It is also one of the most persistent species and is quite bold, especially in urban areas.
Thank you for your visits, faves and comments. Constructive criticism and suggestions are most welcome!
DFC_6109
ESA organises regular rocket launches together with the Swedish Space Corporation from northern Sweden in Esrange, Kiruna. The 13th Maser campaign saw experiments being carried 270 km up for six minutes of weightlessness.
Experiments in the November flight included looking at how gravity-sensing genes behave in plants, growing metallic crystals and X-raying them as they solidify, and observing chemical reactions with lasers – all in microgravity.
The launch site 145 km north of the Arctic Circle offers amazing views of the Northern lights. Auroras occur when particle radiation from the Sun is channelled by Earth’s magnetic field into the polar regions and hits Earth’s upper atmosphere, making it glow in a greenish-blue light.
ESA payload system engineer Neil Melville took this picture between preparing the experiments and the launch.
Neil explains: “Sounding rockets offer a unique way for researchers around Europe to experiment in weightlessness, complementing ESA’s range of microgravity facilities, from drop towers and aircraft flights to the International Space Station.
“The Esrange facility and surroundings offer many wonderful views. I was taking photos for a timelapse video of the aurora and by complete chance a very bright meteor from the Taurid shower was caught in this frame. It left a very rare ‘persistent train’, meaning that the trail of ionised air was visible for several minutes.”
The tower with red lights on the horizon is part of Esrange’s meteorology station that monitors the weather for launches.
Credit: N. Melville CC BY-NC-SA 2.0
Kyōto was the capital of Japan for over a millennium, and carries a reputation as its most beautiful city. However, visitors may be surprised by how much work they will have to do to see Kyoto's beautiful side. Most first impressions of the city will be of the urban sprawl of central Kyoto, around the ultra-modern glass-and-steel train station, which is itself an example of a city steeped in tradition colliding with the modern world.
Nonetheless, the persistent visitor will soon discover Kyoto's hidden beauty in the temples and parks which ring the city center, and find that the city has much more to offer than immediately meets the eye.
Persistent fruit of native Michigan Holly during a snow storm.
Common until discovered by a flock of hungry American Robins.
The sun begins to shine briefly after dealing with clouds and persistent fog most of the days as UP train MNLNPB-27 makes its way into the West Bottoms on Main Track 1 of the UP KC Metro Sub at St. Louis Ave with an AC44/60CW leading the way. 12/28/24.
Una imatge que no m'esperava fer i menys en les condicions que la vaig haver de fer. Dies abans, durant una visita médica rutinària al centre Mèdic Teknon, em van trencar el vidre del cotxe i robar tot el meu material fotogràfic, que tot i haver posat la pertinent denúncia amb cara del lladre i matrícula, Mossos encara no han fet res. Així que dies després, i sortint d'una operació que li van fer a la meva dona, vam anar a dinar a Mataró, sense saber que havien traslladat la primera 452 allà. Un cop acabat el dinar i tot i la persistent pluja, vaig aprofitar per immortalitzar aquesta unitat abans de que fos vandalitzada, en aquest cas amb un iPhone 15 Pro Max.
Una imagen que no me esperaba hacer y menos en las condiciones que la tuve que hacer. Días antes, durante una visita rutinaria al centro Médico Teknon, me rompieron el cristal del coche y robaron todo mi material fotográfico, que aún habiendo puesto la correspondiente denuncia con cara del ladrón y matrícula, Mossos aún no han hecho nada. Así que días después, y saliendo de una operación que le hicieron a mi mujer, fuimos a comer a Mataró, sin saber que habían trasladado la primera 452 allí. Una vez terminada la comida y aún con la persistente lluvia, aproveché para immortalizar esta unidad antes de que fuese vandalizada, en este caso con un iPhone 15 Pro Max.
Avalon Descent boat race 2025. The spectators were as wet as the competitors. Bridge over the Swan River. Brigadoon, Western Australia.
On a windless, warm and cloudless night you have to drag me away from this beautiful place, otherwise I just keep clicking...
Morro Bay, south end of Estero Bay, seems to receive more foggy days than Cayucos, which apparently benefits from local hills and wind patterns: more sun. More fun.
Though clouds were persistent for most of the day, some great afternoon sun breaks through as the Centennial, UP No. 6936, along with the IAIS Rock Island Heritage ES44AC roll through Durant on the IAIS Iowa City Sub, returning to Silvis, IL after turning the train at South Amana, IA. This is RRHMA's "Quad Cities Rocket", and today's train is the "City of Wilton", which made a stop at the town of Wilton for lunch on the westbound leg of the trip.
These are the first mainline excursions for equipment owned by RRHMA, who's based at the former Rock Island Shop Complex at Silvis, IL. In cooperation with the IAIS as they utilized their trackage, round trips were made on September 20-21, running west as the "City of Wilton" on the 20th and east as the "City of Bureau JCT" on the 21st. Tickets were sold as a fundraiser to benefit non-profit organizations such as Operation Lifesaver and Central States Steam Preservation Association. Passengers rode on either Union Pacific "Steamliner" coaches from RRHMA's fleet or open window, heavyweight coaches provided by the IAIS.
Leading the way for both days' excursions is the UP No. 6936, an EMD DDA40X built in 1971. It's the world's largest operating diesel locomotive. 47 total were built between 1969 and 1971, all exclusively for the UP. They were nicknamed "Centennials" and numbered in the 6900 class as they first arrived in May of 1969, the same month as the 100th Anniversary of UP's Golden Spike Ceremony in Utah. These massive behemoths feature two 16-645E3A prime movers in a single 98' long frame, delivering a total of 6,600 hp. They also had two separate 4-axle trucks and a total of 8 traction motors. They were also often referred to as "Big Jacks" on the UP.
The 6936 was delivered in January of 1971 and made its last run in revenue freight on May 6, 1985. Afterwards, it was set aside for use in UP's excursion fleet, and for the next quarter century, it's illustrious career included everything from excursions, inspection trips, business trains, the occasional freight and even assisting steam locomotives among other special events. It's last run was in 2015 pulling the Cheyenne Frontiers Day Train behind the E9's, though it was brought out one last time on July 12, 2016 to help the UP No. 844 as it was brought back into service.
The 6936 had been stored at the Cheyenne Roundhouse until 2022, when UP donated it and several other pieces of historical equipment to RRHMA. In 2023, it became operational again, and on the weekend of September 20-21, 2025, it made its grand return to the mainline, having not led a passenger train in a over a decade.
Railroading Heritage of Midwest America is based at the historic Rock Island Shop Complex at Silvis, IL, which was first constructed in 1903. RRHMA purchased the complex from National Railway Equipment in 2022, and its home to the Centennial as well as the UP No. 3985, the UP No.5511, ATSF No. 537 and IAIS No. 6988. Passenger cars and other rolling stock reside there as well, some still being restored. 9/20/25.
This mountain wave cloud (a.k.a. altocumulus lenticularis), remained stationary from sun-up to sun-down. This image was taken at 10AM. This is how it looked 6 hours later: www.flickr.com/photos/79387036@N07/51743097953/in/photost....
Mural entitled "A Persistent Thread" by Jonny Alexander for "Murals in the Market" seen in Detroit, Michigan.
The artist explains the work as follows: This image is a personal interpretation of Detroit, where its been and where it's going. A narrative image you can read from left to right lends reference to Detroit's manufacturing past, it's present growth and it's future yet to be known. There is a banner that weaves its way through the whole image from past to future. It's meant to represent the cultural thread that has run through Detroit, with +80% of Detroit's population being black, I see this legacy as being the lifeblood that gives the city it's culture, vitality and creative energy. The banner serves as a reminder to the changing city to recognize and celebrate its cultural legacy.
Drone photo by James aka Urbanmuralhunter on that other photo site.
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A supercell gathering strength near Glen Crouse, Kansas.
A supercell is a thunderstorm that is characterized by the presence of a mesocyclone: a deep, persistently rotating updraft. For this reason, these storms are sometimes referred to as rotating thunderstorms. Of the four classifications of thunderstorms (supercell, squall line, multi-cell, and single-cell), supercells are the overall least common and have the potential to be the most severe. Supercells are often isolated from other thunderstorms, and can dominate the local weather up to 32 kilometres (20 mi) away.
Supercells are often put into three classification types: Classic, Low-precipitation (LP), and High-precipitation (HP). LP supercells are usually found in climates that are more arid, such as the high plains of the United States, and HP supercells are most often found in moist climates. Supercells can occur anywhere in the world under the right pre-existing weather conditions, but they are most common in the Great Plains of the United States in an area known as Tornado Alley.
Typically, supercells are found in the warm sector of a low pressure system propagating generally in a north easterly direction in line with the cold front of the low pressure system. Because they can last for hours, they are known as quasi-steady-state storms. Supercells have the capability to deviate from the mean wind. If they track to the right or left of the mean wind (relative to the vertical wind shear), they are said to be "right-movers" or "left-movers," respectively. Supercells can sometimes develop two separate updrafts with opposing rotations, which splits the storm into two supercells: one left-mover and one right-mover.
Supercells can be any size – large or small, low or high topped. They usually produce copious amounts of hail, torrential rainfall, strong winds, and substantial downbursts. Supercells are one of the few types of clouds that typically spawn tornadoes within the mesocyclone, although only 30% or fewer do so.
Common names
Also known as: stinking passionflower, fetid passionflower, fit-weed, love in a mist, mossy passion flower, passionflower, red fruit passionflower.
A climbing or scrambling vine with sticky hairs over most of the plant. Its stems produce tendrils from the bases of the alternately arranged leaves. Its leaves (3-10.5 cm long) usually have three rounded or pointed lobes, but sometimes they can be entire or five-lobed. Its flowers (3-5 cm across) vary from pinkish to white or purplish in colour and are borne singly in the leaf forks. Its yellow or orange fruit (1.5-4 cm long) are partially enclosed by the persistent, deeply-divided, sticky floral bracts.
Origin
Native to southern USA, Mexico, Central America, the Caribbean and South America
Widely naturalised in northern and eastern Australia (i.e. in northern and north-western Western Australia, in the northern parts of the Northern Territory, in northern and eastern Queensland and in the coastal districts of northern New South Wales).
Habitat
Stinking passionflower (Passiflora foetida) is a weed of roadsides, disturbed sites, waste areas, watercourses (i.e. riparian habitats), closed forests, open woodlands, plantation crops (e.g. sugarcane) and coastal environs in tropical and sub-tropical regions.
A climbing or scrambling vine growing up to 9 m high.
Persistent rain caused by Storm Freya failed to dampen the spirits of hundreds of enthusiasts who turned out at Quainton to see the official launch of Modified Hall Class 4-6-0 No. 6989 'Wightwick Hall' after 40 years of restoration. Supporters young and old can be seen vying for the best vantage points as the steam loco approaches the Buckinghamshire Railway Centre station to pick up the first fare-paying passengers.
Series of five plus video. It was very grey on Beachy Head today. Did not expect to see anything but my luck was in. Don't you just love gormless baby birds, they are a photographer's dream! This baby Whitethroat announced its presence with its persistent calls. I even had time to walk round it for better shots. I left it completely undisturbed still calling!
When I arrived to Cuetzalan the rain was so persistent that most of the local people tried to stay safe under the marquees of the buildings. Beautiful stoned streets and lovely roofs are the best thing of this Magical Town.
Generally I'm a very happy chap when I'm out and about with the camera, glad to be at large in the natural world with nothing else much on my mind other than trying to coax something out of the view in front of me. What's not to love about being in a beautiful place surrounded by fresh air and very often nothing but a few gulls for company after all? The clifftops at Godrevy are the place where I sit and smile at sunset, watching the colours change and wondering what's for dinner, no matter how cold or wet the weather is. Better than watching the telly I always think to myself.
And then just occasionally I feel that there's some sort of conspiracy among the elements to upset the equilibrium around me. The sea spray seems to be that bit more persistent than usual; the waves just a little too unpredictable for me to venture closer to the shoreline than I otherwise might; the sudden gusts of air combining with the other malcontents to find me settling for a position that I'm really not overwhelmed with. Take the volcanic sea stacks of Ribeira da Janela for example. When I saw Nigel Danson here on YouTube it was one of the first places I scoured the online map for. So keen was I not to miss out that I even booked the first week of the stay in neighbouring Porto Moniz so that I could visit more than once if need be. Despite the almost total absence of ambient light, Mr Danson had pulled every ounce out of the cool blue seascape and produced an image that had almost yanked my eyes out of their sockets in anticipation. In a location that reminded me so much of Cornwall, surely I'd be completely at home here in contrast to the challenges I'd no doubt face later in the mountains and the forests a mile above me in the sky?
The reality was that I found it very difficult to settle into any sort of rhythm here. Every single shutter release was punctuated by at least one resigned wipe of the filter with an increasingly filthy lens cloth. Unable to trust the sea that was throwing the odd stray wave much further up through the cobbles than its counterparts I stayed further back than I really wanted to. Further down there were enticingly glistening boulders fresh from their encounters with those occasional rogue soakers, while I timidly remained above the cobbled ridge that led steeply down to where the best action was happening. Over to my left, the river that lends its name to the village up above me raced down into the ocean, but with no route across that I could see without trespassing through the grounds of the local hydro electric power station I couldn't easily get to a position that would have included it in my foreground. It was turning into one of those sessions where I really wasn't being bold enough. Sometimes that happens in a brand new location where you're not sure what may or may not be safe. Perhaps I should have just got my boots wet and walked across, but the regular flow of selfie-seekers in and out of the frame was also distracting me and each time I moved to the left I lost the separation between the three elements in the sea that had drawn me here in the first place. In fact the wave breaking over the large boulder would have provided that separation anyway if I'd thought about it. And then there was the absence of scale. Ok so shooting at 0.8 seconds wasn't going to allow me to include any gulls, but I could have chosen a faster speed and blended in post to show the sheer size of the stacks, the tallest of which climbs forty metres out of the ocean to dominate the composition. In fact where were those gulls - had they not packed their cases and joined me here on a holiday from Godrevy? And then there was Ali, having examined the view returning to sit patiently in the car with the book she was reading. I'm so lucky she puts up with my spending long periods of time taking exactly the same picture over and over again, but my subconscious is always nagging me, reminding me that we can't stay here until it's almost dark. On my own I'd have stopped until the last of the light left the beach.
Yesterday Lee and I met up with our friend Lloyd Austin at Godrevy and one conversation we had summed the situation up well. "I love going back to a location over and over again," he said. We were at the place that takes up more than ten percent of the pictures I've included in my Flickr feed so clearly I was in agreement with him. Returning to a place on a regular basis allows you to "learn" it and gradually discover its best elements. Ok Godrevy with its miles of dunes, sand and rocks and a river has infinitely more possibilities than Janela where the subject appears to be both singular and obvious, but my experience here exemplifies the point. In the end I came away with a shot that I'm reasonably happy with - it wouldn't be here otherwise. I like the soft clouds under the golden hour sky and the timing of that breaking wave, but a wider angle would have let the scene breathe at the edges, and better use of those boulders as a foreground point of interest might have elevated the shot to one I might have wandered off the beach at sunset grinning about. Instead I shrugged, harrumphed at myself and vowed to return - something I did a couple of days later, but under a bright blue sky, the results of which are so far down the Madeira pecking order that they may never even reach the editing suite, let alone the public eye. I do at least on the second visit seem to have put my underpants on outside my trousers ventured a little bit closer to the sea and dropped the tripod a bit lower to the foreground. Shame I didn't look for a nice big rock to focus stack into the final image at the front of the scene though. And in neither group of shots did it occur to me to shoot the sea stacks in portrait mode - it seems an obvious thing to have tried now. Maybe the constant wiping of the filters was distracting me from the possibilities at hand. As I've been reminded by one of you recently, each of us is our own worst critic. It's a shame that Janela's not around the corner for me to try again with a bit more resolve, because the potential is there to make jaws drop to the floor with a bit more trial and error and the right conditions. Strange though, that the most familiar looking surroundings found me feeling out of my depth more than anywhere else on the island. Maybe that in itself is a learning point. Still - there are plenty more images to come from The Floating Garden, mostly with much happier results from locations where I did come away from the scene with a huge grin on my face.
As for Janela - well as long as nobody tries to build a hotel on stilts in between the stacks I can always go back one day and try again - after reading this story first to remind me what made myself so grumpy about the first couple of attempts there.