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S-130 je řada rychlovlaků španělské železniční společnosti Renfe Viajeros, kterým se slangově říká "patitos". Jde o soupravy disponující podvozky s proměnným rozchodem, které umožňují změnu rozchodu bez nutnosti zatavení vlaku. Souprava se skládá z 11 "naklápěcích" vozů Talgo VII a dvou hnacích vozidel. Jejich atraktivní přední část, díky které je snadno rozpoznatelná, byla navržena společností Integral Design and Development pod vedením Fernanda Tellechea v roce 2005. Renfe dnes vlastní celkem 45 jednotek této řady, přičemž první z nich vstoupily do komerčního provozu v listopadu 2007.
Na snímku z 23. března 2023 se na spoji Avant (AVN) 34113 [Barcelona Sants – Figueres-Vilafant] představuje jednotka 130.008 nedaleko města Sant Celoni, které se nachází v údolí řeky Tordera mezi pohořími Montseny a Montnegre.
Spoj jede po vysokorychlostní trati Perpignan–Barcelona, která byla do provozu uvedena v letech 2010 a 2013. Španělský úsek Barcelona–Figueres dlouhý 131 kilometrů byl původně plánován na otevření v roce 2009, avšak při stavbě 4kilometrového tunelu v Gironě, jehož první fáze byla dokončena v září 2010, byl nakonec dokončen v lednu 2013. Tím se poprvé spojil španělský vysokorychlostní AVE s francouzskou vysokorychlostní sítí TGV.
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Passano gli anni,
i treni, i topi per le fogne,
i pezzi in radio,
le illusioni, le cicogne.
Passa la gioventù,
non te ne fare un vanto:
lo sai che tutto cambia,
nulla si può fermare.
Cambiano i regni,
le stagioni, i presidenti, le religioni, gli urlettini
dei cantanti......
E INTANTO PASSA IGNARO
IL VERO SENSO DELLA VITA
Si cambia amore, idea, umore,
per noi che siamo solo di passaggio.
Soffia la Verità
nel Libro della Formazione.
Passano gli alimenti,
le voglie, i santi, i malcontenti.
NON CI SI PUO' BAGNARE
DUE VOLTE NELLO STESSO FIUME.
né prevedere i cambiamenti di costume.
E INTANTO PASSA IGNARO
IL VERO SENSO DELLA VITA
Ci cambiano capelli, denti e seni,
a noi che siamo solo di passaggio.
Bald Eagle Pair - Assateague Island National Seashore, Chincoteague, Virginia
I was contentedly watching a flock of 20 or 30 American Coot when a shadow came over and the flock dashed (literally ran across the water) as a Bald Eagle swooped down amongst them as they scrambled into the nearby reeds. Coot would normally dive under such circumstances, but they were too close to the shore, and diving was not a serviceable strategy in this case. Lucky for them the Eagle came up empty in spite of its seeming advantage.
The eagle then abandoned its attack and flew out a hundred yards where it landed to admire the coot from afar. The coot then warily came out from their cover and began feeding again while keeping a close eye on the eagle. Suddenly the coot scattered a second time as another eagle swooped down on them, but it too came up empty, flew over toward the first eagle, and landed a few feet from it. At that point, both eagles began screeching at each other and I began capturing images of them since I thought there was going to be a fight or possibly even an airborne battle, but to my surprise they simply stood their ground and screeched at each other. After about 5 or 10 minutes of this I eventually came to the conclusion that these two were no rivals, and this was most likely a domestic dispute with each eagle delivering a critique on the other's coot catching inadequacies. After a few more minutes of squawking they quieted down and stood on their little island watching the coot watch them. It was then that I realized they had derived a strategy during the course of their little discussion, and that strategy was to wait and attack the coot at dusk under cover of the approaching darkness. And sure enough, at dusk one of the eagles took flight in a direction leading away from the coot, flew a half mile out and then circled around the coot and landed in a Loblolly pine about 200 yards on the other side of them. Then after the eagle in the pine had been there about 10 minutes, the other eagle launched itself from its island resting place and made a direct attack on the coot causing them to scramble away from it, at which time the second eagle came directly at the fleeing coot making a kill dive at one of the last coot yet to reach cover. Luckily for the coot both eagles came up empty and the game was played out. Then after their "Hale Mary" plan proved to be a failure both eagles flew off to their roost, where I’m sure there was another “discussion” about whose fault is was that there was no diner that night!
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Can you imagine wiling away the hours in a house like this in the middle of a lush green rice paddy?
If you want your own private rice paddy go to beautiful Ubud.
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Another installment from the series that I’ve been posting from Anza Borrego Desert. I have to say that shooting out in the desert was very challenging. The brightness and the lack of contrast made it really hard to capture something special, and what was frustrating was that I was surrounded by beauty. I guess going out to shoot around 2pm in the afternoon didn't help either. Next time I visit I’d love to go around sunset. Haha, but I know if I went at that time I’d have to watch out the the critters that live out there. And yes I saw plenty of Rattle snake holes out there during my visit. I definitely wasn’t interested in coming in contact with one of those bad boys. Anyhow, so I hope that this series was able to capture some of what I seen at the time when these photos were taken.
I’d also like to mention that I’ve been tagged by Alex: www.flickr.com/photos/15082599@N08/.
So here are 10 random facts/things about me. Hope you all have a great weekend!
10. I own three photography books and have never taken a class. Most of the stuff I learn how to do is via the internet. Google is my friend.
9. I am a Ph.D student working in a Biochemistry lab. I design proteins and study how they behave.
8. I make my bed every morning.
7. I have a large collection of button up collared shirts.
6. I love learning about new things.
5. When I process pictures I don’t have a set method, I just go with the flow and see what works the best for that image.
4. I often think and listen before I speak.
3. When meeting new friends of friend’s, I’m often quite and enjoy listening to the conversation that is going on.
2. I use to coach American Football while living in Sweden.
1. I don’t like things that have been on the floor to be in my bed or for my pillows to be on the floor, pretty random I know, but hey it’s fact.
And now Tag you are it! Looking forward to knowing more about.
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Jeroen: www.flickr.com/photos/jeroenkoning/
Mubina. H: www.flickr.com/photos/36011007@N04/
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David 'Art' Wooten: www.flickr.com/photos/kushdarkroom/
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Zofrito: www.flickr.com/photos/latuskita/
About the Photo:
A panoramic shot composed of 5 shots in Raw. Each shot was batch processed in Lightroom and then stitched together via photoshop. Further adjustments were done in photoshop. To be honest there wasn’t a whole lot that I did to this processing wise, just some minor color adjustments and cropping.
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Subo esta foto porque no tengo nada para subir hoy, bueno la otra tarde que me fui a una rambla a captar fotos de los relámpagos, pues allí también estaba esta torre de luz, no es el sitio más indicado para hacer fotos, pero como me dijo un vez mi amigo Pascual, el que quiere la mejor foto, hay que arriesgar, pero hasta cierto punto, y esas palabras se me quedaron grabadas. Alhama De Murcia (Murcia)
Nota: La foto es tal cual, muy poco de retoque, solo el balance de blanco, y un poco de máscara de enfoque.
Cámara: D40
Modo De Exposición: Manual + Trípode
ISO: 200
Velocidad: 115 Segundos
Focal: 55.0 mm
F/ 22.0
Objetivo: 18.0-55.0 mm F/ 3.5 -5.6
Procesado: Light room 2
Camera Raw 4.3
Photoshop Cs 3
In memory of those who perished 32 years ago today, 30th September, R.I.P.
At about 3am on the 30th September 1976 the Admiral Van Tromp, a new powerful Scarborough trawler ran aground on the scaur at Black Nab, Saltwick Bay. There was thick fog and a heavy swell running.
The Whitby lifeboat, William & Mary Durham, was launched and both Whitby's and Robin Hood's Bay's coastguards were called out. Several rocket lines were fired by the coastguards, but the crew of five trapped in the wheel house, were unable to reach them. The Watson type lifeboat tried to reach the trawler by dropping anchor and drifting back to the wreck. On the first attempt the line parted. A stronger anchor from one of the trawlers standing off was used and Cox'n Robert Allen tried again. However the sea was too strong. With waves washing over her and three of the crew injured the lifeboat got to within 30 feet of the stricken vessel.
As daylight broke the Van Tromp lay on her side with waves breaking over her. One of the crew was spotted clinging to Black Nab, he was saved by the crew of the inshore lifeboat who drove the D class lifeboat at full speed onto a ledge and the man was grabbed just as a large wave broke over the boat and washed it back into the waters. The other four were washed ashore, but sadly two did not survive.
A silver medal was awarded to coxswain Robert Allen and a bronze medal to helmsman Richard Robinson for gallantry.
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i was tagged by Vera ♥ pics, here goes:
1. What I like to photograph the most:
people! i love portraiture, i think it would be really fun to do fashion photography someday.
2. What I like to photograph the least:
architecture & abstract photography
3. Photography Pet Peeves:
overprocessed things. i hate most HDR photos, they look soso fake. i don't mind if things aren't sooc as long as they aren't sickeningly overprocessed.
4. What I admire from other photographers:
the ability to capture sunset lighting in every photo.
5. What I'd like to learn better:
photoshop. i recently got into using curves and all that but i think it's amazing how much you can do with an otherwise boring photo, though as i said i don't like things that are too overprocessed.
alright, i'm gonna tag:
go write in my formspring! (it's a place where you can anonymously write whatever you want to me and i'll reply in the comments of the formspring picture, for those of you who don't know) :)
Plana de Vic. Catalonia.
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The Plain of Vic (Catalan Plana de Vic) is a 30 km long depression located at the eastern end of the Catalan Central Depression in the Osona comarca. It is named after the town of Vic, an important and ancient urban center in this natural region that lies in the midst of the plain. Other significant towns in the plain are Manlleu and Tona.
This natural depression carved by river Ter and its tributaries is longer than it is wide and stretches in a N / S direction. It is completely surrounded by mountains: The Sub-Pyrenees, with Bellmunt mountain towering in the north, the Lluçanès and Moianès high plateaus in the West, the Montseny in the southeast and the Guilleries, located at the apex of the Catalan Transversal Range and the Pre-Coastal Range, in the east.
'When the moon hits your eye' On Black
(In Napoli where love is King, when boy meets girl, here's what they say)
When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells'll ring ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Hearts'll play tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool joost-a like pasta fazool
That's amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you're not dreamin', signore
'scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that's amore
(When the moon hits your eye like a big-a pizza pie, that's amore)
That's amore
(When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine, that's amore)
That's amore
Bells will ring
ting-a-ling-a-ling
ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing "Vita bella"
Vita bell-vita bella
Hearts will play
tippi-tippi-tay, tippi-tippi-tay
Like a gay tarantella
Lucky fella
When the stars make you drool just like pasta fazool
That's amore (that's amore)
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet, you're in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you're not dreaming, signore
'scusa me, but you see, back in old Napoli, that's amore
Amore
That's amore
Sung by Dean Martin
Ray Nathaniel
The first child of our dear friends Froi and Emma Ruth. He was born on the 10th of August 2010. His parents named him in honor of his late grandfather Ray who passed away a few weeks before his birthdate.
The name Nathaniel comes from the Hebrew origin. In Hebrew, the meaning of the name Nathaniel is Gift of God or God has given. One of the 12 biblical apostles.
Welcome to the family of God, Nathan!
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I remember this place so well. One of my best buddies live here(not exactly these houses, but within this area) until now. He's a good real estate businessman. We often come to this village for his birthday party. Very secured place. In our younger years, we used to disassemble some of his assault rifles just for fun. We often hiked to the nearby mountain side (part of pardo), when we were like high school with our other good friends. And at one time Cafgus we're running after us. We thought they were rebels so we eluded them, but they eventually caught up with us with their M-14s and M-1s pointed in our faces, and we were brought to the barangay hall and was later released. It was good to remember that. My buddy is now a pretty good businessman probably don't have any intention of doing that again(he's no longer physically fit to do that), except for me -- and my other good friend -- who's a ranger officer who currently finds joy in being assigned to Basilan. He never lost the fire in him. hahaha. I didn't too, but I got more interested in new technology.
Maria Luisa Village
Cebu City, Philippines
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Busy testing and pushing the boundaries with my D700 especially at night - it's unbelievable what this camera is capable of. Of course, especially when I use my excellent prime lenses (Nikon 24mm f/2.8 and Nikon 85mm f/1.8), but especially my Nikon 50mm f/1.4 shines at night!
Tonight I tested the D700 about 45 minutes after sunset at a demolition site, where they're tearing down a huge flat. Instead of blowing it to bits the American way, machines are nibbling it slowly to pieces. Every now and then someone picks up a huge metal ball to break down some walls, and they nibble some more.
It was rather intense! The ground shook when the ball hit the walls - but the light gave it this special atmosphere - I loved it!
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Date: Taken on January 11, 2012 at 17:27 h / 5.27pm CET
Exif data
Camera Nikon D700
Exposure 0.017 sec (1/60)
Aperture f/2.8
Focal Length 50 mm (Nikon 50mm f/1.4 AF-D)
ISO Speed 500
Exposure Bias -2/3 EV (oh well!)
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Taken with a Canon EOS Digital Rebel XSi.
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FNumber : F1.8
ExposureProgram : Manual
ISOSpeedRatings : 200
ShutterSpeedValue : 1/80Sec
ApertureValue : F1.8
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Happy Saturday! It's a rainy October afternoon as I write this. Perfect weather for indoor projects and procrastination of said projects. As I procrastinate my PC is a nice diversion. Sassy is cleaning house......I'm feeling just a little guilty not doing anything.
This is a afternoon shot looking west from the Des Moines Marina at Maury Island, Washington in the center of the frame. This was taken Thursday, 10/15/09, on the way home from work. Winter storm systems are rolling in these days bringing all kinds of interesting weather. We had a little thunder and lightening just a while ago.
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Demo
Newsong : Lá Thư Không Trọn Vẹn
Trình Bày và Sáng Tác : Mr.Kel ft lil.Sino , lil.lenz
Lyric : [Intro]
Jarry: Sino mày kéo thằng kelbi lại coi đừng để nó nhảy
Lil’Sino: Ông làm gì vậy ông bị điên hả …dừng lại
KelBi: Mày đừng cản tao ……huhuhu
Jarry: vì 1 đứa con gái có đáng để mày làm vậy không hả…thằng kia
Lil’Sino: đừng làm vậy…. hãy viết cho nó 1 lá thư đi
KelBi: lá thư hả…. tao phải viết làm sao đây
Jarry: viết bằng cảm xúc thật của mày đó…..bao nhiu ngày qua… mày lụy con nhỏ này
có đáng ko…bây giờ mày tỉnh giấc chưa hả…tỉnh đi
[Ver1- Mr.KelBi]
Lá thư cuối cùng anh sẽ viết dành cho em
Lá thư cuối cùng anh sẽ viết không trọn vẹn
Từng vết nức, từng trang giấy , anh phải viết, viết ra sao
Từng nổi nhớ, từng cảm giác, anh phải viết, như thế nào
Làm sao có thể viết lên khi 1 tờ giấy còn màu trắng
Làm sao có thể nói lên khi 1 tình iu không may mắn
Nỗi đau vẫn còn mình tôi tình iu sao phai phôi
Tình em cũng đã vậy rồi em đã ra đi theo người mới
Nước mắt vẫn còn mong theo 1 tình iu không mong đợi
Hãy thả từng nhịp cảm xúc nỗi nhớ bay xa khơi
Nỗi đau vẫn còn trong tim làm sao viết thành lời
Chỉ còn lại những hi vọng 1 tình iu không mơ tới
Nỗi nhớ ấm áp ngày nào làm sao có thể vơi
Vơi sao bao nỗi bùn tình iu sao chơi vơi
Kết thúc 1 lá thư 1 tình iu không trọn vẹn
Một bài hát đầy cảm xúc 1 kết thúc dành cho em
[Chorus-Jarry]
[Chorus]
Nhớ…nhớ phút giây xưa mặn nồng
Giờ em đã .. đã đi không về
Làm sao để thôi buồn,dù tình này giờ đã xa
Thì thôi anh không ước mong
Nay … nay trên lối xưa không còn
Một hình dung bên anh thuở nào
Giờ chỉ còn ký ức và những điều đắng cay
Đành quên , quên đi ước mơ
[Ver2-Lil’Sino]
Gió thổi bai tất cả chỉ còn nỗi buồn vương trên vai
Nay anh phải câm lặng để em bước típ cùng ai
Hình ảnh vẫn còn đó tình iu của anh vẫn còn đó
Bao kỉ niệm vẫn còn đó nhưng sao em nay không còn đó
Trong cuộc tình chúng ta thì anh đúng hay anh sai
Em có biết không rằng anh rất đau đớn khi chia tay
Dòng thư viết trên giấy anh không tin có ngày mai
Khi anh biết theo màn đêm em đã ra đi không quay lại
Từng nhịp tim anh đập theo làn song vỗ từng cơn
Dòng thư cuối anh viết con tim anh quá đau đớn
Khi lúc xưa đã tin rằng em sẽ không xa lìa
Nay vỡ tan dòng cảm xúc vì em đã bước cùng ai kia
Ngọt ngào rồi cay đắng em đã dành tặng cho anh
Hạnh phúc rồi nước mắt chúng đã đến sao quá nhanh
Có lẽ những ngày sau 1 mình anh sẽ típ tục
Hướng tới 1 ngày mai khi cuộc tình chúng ta đã kết thúc
[Chorus]
[Coda]
Dẫu biết đó lá thư này.. sẽ ko tới tay em..
Đêm ngày.. chờ mong tin em nơi xa xăm
Từng đêm anh vẫn thầm mơ
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The Manali-Leh highway
One of the highest and most rugged highways in the world, the journey on the Manali - Leh highway is one that leaves the traveller gasping for breath on all accounts...dream like landscapes taking your breath away at almost every turn and sheer breathlessness from the lack of oxygen as you cross some of the highest roads and mountain passes in the world.
It connects the Manali valley to Kullu valley, Lahaul and Spiti and Ladakh and is open only between June and mid-September when snow is cleared from the road. Prominent passes that one crosses include Rohtang La (3,978m), Baralacha La (5,045m), Lachulung La (5,059m) and Tanglang La (5,325m). Between Lachlung La and Taglang La the road crosses the More plains, a vast desert like expanse at an altitude in excess of 4,500mts.
The journey along the road normally takes two days and many travellers make overnight stops at Jispa and tented camps such as Sarchu. Alternately, overnight stops can be made at Keylong. Owing to the high altitudes and the low-oxygen air, many travelers experience breathlessness, headaches and nausea or in some cases even acute mountain sickness.
The highway was designed, built, constructed and is maintained in its entirety by the Indian Army and is capable of supporting the heaviest of their vehicles. This journey is often referred to as the ultimate challenge for riding and off-roading enthusiansts and attracts bikers from all over the world.
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Nathan stood alone on the steps of the ruined Jedi Temple, the dunes of Ossus cascading before him. High above he could make out the dim shape of the Imperial Light Cruiser hanging in orbit. Even closer were the pristine white angles of the Shuttle soaring down to the planet, coming for them.
His mind raced. Why was the Empire here? Were they followed? Was the Empire tracking the Lucky Star? Had they led them right to a temple full of dangerous Jedi and Sith secrets?
Worst of all was the thought that Mayla was somehow involved. That he had been stupid to trust her, that she’d been playing him all along.
There wasn’t time to think about that now. It didn’t matter. What mattered was dealing with the situation.
Ozz and Eefo were safely away to the Searcher’s camouflaged outpost on the speeder bike. They couldn’t risk the Empire following them and finding the outpost, there was too much to lose there. That’s why Nathan had stayed behind: he was going to be the distraction. How very brave of him, he thought wryly. How was he going to find Mayla as a corpse?
He had a blaster pistol and one of Eefo’s storm conductors. It wasn’t one of his better ideas, but he could make this work.
Step one: draw their attention. It was crucial that he make them forget about the speeder bike. The process for this step was a little inelegant, but sometimes the obvious choice was the best one.
He flicked off the safety on Eefo’s blaster pistol. He couldn’t help but laugh. This was going to look absurd.
He raised the pistol, aimed at the shuttle, and pulled the trigger. He did this several more times, firing enough shots at the starship that it might draw its pilot’s attention. It was impossible to do any damage--especially from a few hundred feet away--but their sensors would notice, and he had to hope they’d choose the temple and the source of the blaster fire as a more interesting landing zone than wherever the speeder bike was headed.
It worked. He watched the shuttle nervously, but soon he could tell it had worked. Based on their flight path, they were coming in an arc towards him. He punched the air in triumph, but he didn’t have time to rest on his laurels. It was time for step two, and he had always been disciplined when it came to processes. That’s probably a part of why he had so few friends.
Eefo showed him how to operate her Conductor before she’d left. The Searchers used the charged chromium poles to attract Ossus’ giant storms and drain them for energy. Energy wouldn’t do him much good; all he needed was the storm.
He flicked the switch to reverse the charge on the pole, and left it planted in the ground. Nothing seemed to happen, and he looked at the sky anxiously. He guessed it took a few minutes.
The shuttle alighted a few hundred feet away, its wide wings closing gracefully with its dorsal fin, its ramp lowering with a hiss. Down walked an Imperial officer clad in gray, accompanied by a tall figure in black robes, and a squad of remnant stormtroopers.
It must’ve been the sight of the stormtroopers that did it. Suddenly it felt real. Those people could shoot and kill him. Nathan felt every fiber of his body push him to run and hide. But he had to wait for the storm.
The sky began to darken as the group of Imperials crossed the dunes toward the temple, creating a dramatic shadow over the flatlands. Lighting arced in the sky above, occasionally flashing down and striking the conductor, forcing Nathan to cover his eyes to avoid being blinded. The stormtroopers were close enough that he could make out the vents on their helmets. The storm was here, he had to move now.
He raised the blaster once more, and fired a bolt at the conductor.
With a dramatic burst of energy, it exploded, knocking him off his feet and into the temple atrium. He scrambled to his feet to find some sort of cover. He located the dead droid chassis on the staircase and clambered behind it, like a rabbit running to its warren.
Outside, things had become dangerous. Lighting, previously contained and directed toward the conductor, now had no conductor on which to focus. Bolts now struck the ground freely and often, crystalizing the orange sand. A flash of light incinerated a stormtrooper and created a rush of activity among the group, who dashed towards the temple doors for cover.
Lt. Syfot brushed himself off once indoors, surveying his squad for casualties. The Vu’othh stood by, disturbingly serene as always.
Syfot turned to scan the empty atrium. There was obviously someone here. Someone who would presently be killed.
“Come out, swine! Pathetic,” he sneered. “Troopers, find them!”
The stormtroopers, emblazoned with the Pyerce colors, fanned out into the ruins, E-11s raised.
Two approached the staircase where Nathan was hiding. Any second now and he’d be done for.
He turned to stare at the darkness of the tunnels. He had only just emerged from that pitch-black pit, no part of him wanted to go back down there. But he knew the way, at least better than the Imperials. It was his only chance to survive.
So he allowed himself to be pushed further inside the temple. He scrambled down the stairs, ignored the shout from the stormtroopers above, jumped to dodge the blaster bolts that flashed past, and ran at a sprint through one of the lower doorways. He would disappear into the dark.
Nathan ran, and turned, and ran, and turned, until he was sure he had taken a convoluted enough path that the stormtroopers wouldn’t easily be able to follow. It was silent now, in the horrible way that caves sometimes are, where the pressure of the rock above seems to bear down and muffle everything in a quiet dark.
The blaster, he realized, had fallen when the exploding conductor knocked him down. He had nothing to fight with.
He felt terribly alone.
He really didn’t want to die in the dark.
Thoughts of Mayla helped brighten his mood, and her smile appeared in his mind’s eye. But those thoughts were quickly soured by the possibility that she was behind the Imperials’ appearance. Instead, he remembered the only people he knew he trusted, or at least closest to it. He wished Ozz were with him; he’d be just as terrified, of course, but at least they could banter back-and-forth about the hellishness of the situation. At least he’d have a friend.
“You must be Nathan.”
His heart flew out of his chest and he stumbled to the ground. A soft blue glow touched the dusty ground under his fingers, and illuminated his arms as he raised them in defense.
“Woah!” he shouted. “What--”
A woman stood there, though what she was doing was closer to floating. She was ageless and calm, and smiled at him softly in a way that the caretakers at the orphanage had, when he looked particularly foolish and in need of rescue.
“I met your friend, Ozzamandes. We enjoyed a lovely conversation.”
Nathan starred in the way one does when encountered with a ghost, when they had previously believed ghosts to be entirely fictional. Despite his shock, he was able to mutter a skeptic, “Doesn’t sound like the Ozz I know.”
He climbed to his feet with some effort, suddenly afraid this glowing...whatever-it-was would give him away. And that he was going crazy.
The woman became suddenly urgent.
“Come with me, young one. They search for you. I can show you a way out.”
“Yes,” Nathan burst. “Please, please. Thank you!”
She smiled, and gestured for him to follow.
They hurried through the tunnels, away from the distant sounds of stormtrooper chatter and the barks of the officer.
“Dark spirits haunted these tunnels, until today. Your friend convinced me to banish them.”
Nathan wasn’t sure what to do with this information. “Wow,” is what he settled for.
“Come, it isn’t far now--” she turned suddenly, alarm flashing across her noble face. “What--? Such...evil,” she scowled. “That presence, do you sense it? But I banished--”
In a horrible dying of the light, as though her glow suddenly sickened and withered, the woman disappeared. Nathan was left alone, once more.
“Hello?” he called in a unnerved whisper. “W-Where did you go?”
He gasped and jumped. A facemask peered at him from the half-dark, a long-fingered hand outstretched.
“What did you do to her?” Nathan demanded, backing slowly away from this new figure.
The creature stepped slowly toward him, its black robes swishing against the rock-strewn ground.
“The spirit returned to the Force. Do not be afraid,” slithered a voice.
Nathan felt himself go still, bound by unseen, unfelt hands. He grunted and struggled, but the ghastly mask appeared in his vision, craning down at him. The pallid fingers pressed against his face.
“Come, speak to Absalom.”
Nathan came to with labored, frantic breaths, his body numb. He slumped against the stairs in the atrium, the crumbled edge digging into his back. Thunder rolled overhead, shaking the ground.
The creature from the tunnels stood watching him, but it was the Imperial officer who now filled his sight. He grinned like a madman, the sort of grin only moments away from killing you.
“What...the--” Nathan managed. Lt. Syfot had no patience for blubbering.
“You, boy. I came here for something, and--congratulations--you are in the fortunate position of giving it to me.” He cast a glance to the Vu’othh, saying quietly, “If my...consultant, is to be believed.” He then straightened and said, once again in his loudest, most in-charge tone of voice, “You seem to know these ruins well. I suspect your presence here indicates familiarity with the subject of my search. Yes, yes...I’d wager good money on that. You little leech.”
“Uh,” Nathan said, raising an eyebrow. “ I’m sorry, but...what the krif are you going on about?”
Syfot turned and whacked him painfully across the face.
“Shut your mouth, until I order otherwise.”
Hanging his head and wincing in pain, Nathan considered that maybe mouthing off hadn’t been the right move. One of his teeth felt loose.
“Don’t worry, I’ll have plenty of time for you to talk soon. Garel, Targonn, Yavin VI...you have been busy, haven’t you?”
No way, Nathan thought. He couldn’t know that was them.
“Yavin is, naturally, the odd one out. But to lose two spies in the same sector, in the same week? These, I am sure, were you. And from there you picked up the trail, found your way to the temples of Yavin’s moon, and of course, to here. How do I know this? Because I am brilliant, you little fool. Hit him!”
Before Nathan could react, a stormtrooper stepped forward and slammed the butt of his blaster carbine into his gut, knocking the air out of him. He doubled over, his side aching.
“And if you started on Targonn, well, I wonder which of our agents it was you encountered first…the girl?”
Nathan felt any number of sudden, powerful emotions. He did his best to keep all of them away from his face. He went slack, diligently avoiding Syfot’s gaze.
Syfot apparently found this amusing. He leaned down until they were inches apart, a smile toying at the corner of his mouth. There were scars across his face, subtle ones, ones he had tried to conceal. The violence in his eyes was overwhelming up close. It was as though a wild animal were trying to play dress up as a gentleman.
“Ahhh, the girl. Quite the beauty, but, as I understand, it’s only skin-deep. You must know her as...Mayla, perhaps? Oh, my poor boy. Did she put you up to this? Is she why you’re here?” He tisked sympathetically, and Nathan wanted so badly to hit him. “Then she is truly cruel indeed. Now, I admire a little imagination--let no one say differently--but most of our agents accomplish Moff Pyerce’s goals in more traditional ways. I’m not sure I approve. But…” his grin widened, as did his eyes. “I cannot complain about the results. A most useful tool you’ve proven to be, indeed. You’ve rooted out our weak links beautifully! Congratulations are in order.”
Syfot started to clap, then looked around to his squad. “Come now, congratulate our young friend! Quite the hero.”
Hesitantly, the Stormtroopers began to join in the applause. Some of them added mocking words or cheers.
The Vu’othh just watched.
Nathan stared at the ground defiantly, feeling utterly defeated. What if it was true? It wasn’t unlikely. Of course he’d been played. Of course this had all been for nothing.
Finally, Syfot had had his fun. He gestured for them to stop, and like that, the room was silent but for the sound of thunder. His grin disappeared. He grabbed Nathan’s shoulder and his fingers dug in, his face so close Nathan could smell his breath.
“Now, your chance to be truly useful. Tell me, boy, what you know. Where is Balaam’s Heart?”
As if on queue, the sounds of starships rose over the peals of thunder to reach their ears. The stormtroopers rushed to the doorways, and raised their blasters. Syfot stared at Nathan a moment more, running his tongue over his teeth before releasing him, and turning towards his men.
“What is this? What’s going on!”
Nathan knew, and he managed a weak smile.
The Searchers had arrived.
“Secure my shuttle! Go! You, contact the Rigorous for fighter support!” He turned last to the Vu’othh, whom he stared at as though wondering if it was worth it. When he finally spoke, it was painfully polite. “If it pleases you, any aid would be welcome.”
The Vu’othh bowed its head slightly, and Syfot was glad to leave off there.
Nathan heard the scream of TIE fighters and the sounds of battle outside. He was pulled to his feet; they were going for the shuttle.
They left the temple for the diminished light of the storm-cloud sky, lighting striking with no delay. The Searchers, he saw, were on speeder bikes and on foot. Their freighters were not warships, and were only useful as transports. The stormtroopers had kept the Searchers at bay, engaging them where they’d taken cover behind the rocks. The lightning was a constant danger, and struck unpredictably around the dunes.
Nathan was pulled out into the open, and he saw the open ramp of the shuttle waiting for him. Imprisonment, torture...Imperial victory.
He heard a buzz from his left, and the stormtrooper let go of his arm. A speeder bike came hurtling towards them. Blaster bolts rang past his ears, downing one of the stormtroopers, and he felt someone grab his harness. All of a sudden he was being dragged behind the bike, the sand scraping against his backside. Someone grabbed his arms, tried to help him onboard.
“Gotcha, kid! Not bad for a guy who’s never fished!”
“Ozz!” Nathan grinned. He grabbed the bike as tightly as he could with both arms and legs. Eefo was driving. “Eefo! Thank you!”
As selfless and heroic as their mad dash to Nathan had been, it was bound to cost them something. That’s when the bike lost control. It was struck by blaster fire in the charge, lost one of its balance pylons, and went spinning out from under them. They all had the sense to bail, jumping and rolling roughly into the sand as the bike went smashing into the sand, bouncing, losing parts with every impact.
The battle raged around them. Syfot and the Vu'othh passed by, making their way to the shuttle when step 3 of Nathan's plan miraculously came to pass: a stray bolt of lightning came down in the exact spot where the shuttle had been landed. Superheated molecules made impact with engine fuel, resulting in a blinding flash. A spectacular blue explosion threw sparks and metal out of the left side of its hull, and the entire thing fell unceremoniously onto its side.
Syfot and his entourage stopped in their tracks, staring at what had been their plan of escape.
"No!" Syfot shouted. He turned to survey the battlefield, and that was when he spotted Nathan, Eefo, and Ozz lying a few meters away. The three climbed to their feet, and a stand-off ensued.
"Contact the Rigorous," barked the Lieutenant. "They must send everything! All our forces! Crush these insects!" He ordered, before turning to Nathan with fury in his eyes. "WHERE IS THE HEART, BOY! WHERE IS IT!" He screamed, his dignity long-forgotten.
"You'll never get it!" Nathan taunted, unable to resist the chance to rub it in. "You're a failure! You're pathetic! And you'll never get what you want. I'm going to take it from you." Nathan glanced at Ozz. "We're gonna take it from you."
Ozz had enough to worry about already. He had no axe to grind, and definitely no desire to provoke the near-rabid officer any further. "No, no, just you! You're gonna take it from him. I'll just...eh, watch."
There was a wave of noise from behind them. The Searchers made a push forward, giving the Imperials no choice but to retreat. Abay, newly restored to his former glory, led the charge.
Syfot turned to run. "I'll find you! I'll find the heart! You'll rue this day, boy! You'll wish you'd never crossed my path!"
One of his troopers pulled him into safety behind the wreckage of the shuttle, while the Searchers similarly enveloped Nathan, Ozz, and Eefo into their own battle line.
"Quite a mess!" Exclaimed Abay. "But nothing we can't handle."
Eefo looked at the Duros with barely restrained hope. "Scriptist, are you..."
"Back?" He smiled. "I certainly am." He looked at Nathan. "Did you find what you need, Son?"
"Yes! Once this fight's over, we'll go--"
Abay cut him off with a shake of the head. "No. If it concerns something worthy of the Empire's interest, you must go immedietly. Take one of our speeder's back to your ship. We'll handle these stragglers!"
Nathan struggled with that, but Ozz knew there was no time to waste. "We'll take you up on that, gramps!"
Eefo turned to them, her eyes serious. "I'm really free?"
"Yeah, I meant what I said," Nathan replied.
"Then I'm staying with my people," she said firmly, with another look at Abay as though she couldn't believe it. "I'll make things right. Thank you. Don't let the Heart fall into the wrong hands."
Nathan gave her a wry look, considering their previous conversations. "Are there right hands?"
"There are wrong hands," the Rodian replied bluntly, and she pointed at the waiting speeder. "Now go!"
They hustled away, ducked low to avoid blaster fire. Abay called out once more before they sped away.
"Take heart! Find hope! And may the Force be with you!"
Nathan sensed a funny feeling in himself, in response to those words. A sense of kinship.
"You too!" He called back, and, after checking to make sure Ozz was strapped in behind him, he gunned the speeder's accelerator. They'd get to the Lucky Star and get off this planet. They had to start translating Balaam's writings, and find the next clue, and they had to hurry, before the Empire could catch up.
There was no time to waste.
The battle raged on in Nathan and Ozz's absence. The Searchers pressed their advantage, but ultimately, they were unprepared for the sheer might of the Imperial reinforcements. They fought bravely, but TIE Fighters and the arrival of three more squads of Stormtroopers proved too much to endure.
When they had woken up that day, only a few of their most sensitive had sensed the coming tragedy. Most of them never saw it coming.
Robed warriors lay still on the orange dunes, white-clad troopers walking among them and prodding the bodies with their guns.
Only a few remained alive, including Abay and Eefo. Van Konn died in the fighting. The survivors sat defeated in a circle, some mourned aloud.
Lt. Syfot, now bandaged for a minor blaster wound, commanded the situation. The Vu'othh was at his side.
"The Duros is strong with the force," the Vu'othh told him. "He is dangerous. He must not live."
Syfot listened and considered the Scriptist with an appraising eye. Abay sat kneeling, his head bowed in solemn sorrow.
Syfot made his decision. "Which of you knows the most of things like...this temple?" He asked the circle.
Slowly, Abay looked up. "I do."
"And have you any pupils?"
Eefo struggled to her feet, her head held high. "I have had the honor of learning all he knows!" Then the fire entered her eyes and her voice. "You sick, poor man. You lack knowledge and respect. Your life is a withered one."
Syfot sneered. "Shoot the old man."
Eefo's eyes went wide.
"No!"
A shout went up from the Searchers as the Stormtroopers took aim. They shot Abay, again, and again, until he'd fallen over in the sand, his body smoking. This only happened for a moment, for his body soon disappeared, fading away into nothing.
This disturbed Syfot, but to the eyes of those around he was only thrown off for an instant.
"Bring the Rodian!" He commanded. "The rest will pay for their defiance: you know what to do, Sergeant!"
The squad of Stormtroopers trained their blasters on the defeated Searchers. Many of the robed scholars and warriors reacted bravely. Others bargained.
Troopers dragged Eefo away to a waiting transport, as she struggled and raged.
"No! They have done nothing wrong! Leave them be! LEAVE THEM BE!"
Her cries were muffled by the ship, and the rest of the Searchers joined their fallen brethren in a hail of blasterfire.
When the Imperials were gone, and the Searchers safe at the outpost found them, rites would be performed to return their spirits to the living Force. Each one of the dead would be well mourned and dearly missed.
Already concerned with something else, like a child quickly bored by a toy, Lt. Syfot shook his head in unsettled frustration.
"The boy has our lead on the Heart. Surely he's escaped by now...blast it all to hell. What do you think, Vu'othh?"
The tall creature had watched the execution with passive interest. It now turned to the Leuitenant with a wave of deference and spoke in its persistently unaffected tone.
"Cast away your fears, Absalom," it said, voice filtered by its mask. "The child will continue the hunt as the unknowing servant of the cause. You need only go where you know he must appear."
Syfot thought about where this might be. His eyes grew wide with understanding.
"Back to Mustafar. To the house you first spoke of, yes?"
His tone turned threatening. "Unless he already has that part of the puzzle. If I do as you say, we might very well waste time and lose the trail."
"Waste not your time. Send this one, Absalom. This one submits to your will."
Syfot considered it, enjoying the idea not the least because it meant a great distance between him and this vile thing.
"Very well. Return to the Mustafar system. Wait for the boy there."
"As you desire," said the Vu'othh, and it bowed. Tall and thin as it was, even inclined it towered over the Lieutenant. Another reason he kept their conversations brief.
Syfot turned to survey the battlefield once more, his gaze idle and passive, and entirely unemotional.
That is, except for pride.
The sight of the many bodies, their robed forms at odd angles and in crumpled positions, made him smile. He so enjoyed a lack of loose ends.
"Back to the Rigorous, men!" He announced. "Time is of the essence, and I have a guest to host."
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See also:
a) 2010 Army Run results for Ottawa & area runners;
c) 2011 Army Run photos by a runner.
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Sept. 14, 2011. For the 21.1 km (13 mile) half-marathon race, the following local runners have registered with the Running Room for the Sept. 18th Canada Army Run in Ottawa. The list is sorted by community (Ottawa first) and then by first name.
* On Sept. 18th, 16,000 runners participated in the 21.1 km and 5 km races.
Part A. Ottawa
Part B. Other Communities (e.g., Gatineau, Kanata, Nepean, Orleans)
A. Ottawa
1,….Adriana Zeleney
2,….Adrien Barrieau
3,….Adrienne Mertin
4,….Ajay Singh
5,….Al Okroy
6,….Al Stewart
7,….Alain Therriault
8,….Alain Vermette
9,….Alan Chaffe
10,….Alan Chan
11,….Alan Yeadon
12,….Alex Renwick
13,….Alex Turner
14,….Alexandra Averbeck
15,….Alice Kwong
16,….Alicia Chénier
17,….Alison McCray
18,….Alla Laporte
19,….Allan Crisford
20,….Allan Gauci
21,….Allison Gracie
22,….Allison Grimsey
23,….Allison Meek
24,….Allison Sephton
25,….Allister Hain
26,….Amanda van beinum
27,….Amber Tower
28,….Amy Glover
29,….Anais Lussier-Labelle
30,….Andre Dion
31,….andre hiotis
32,….Andrea Karklins
33,….Andrea Lau
34,….Andrea Letham
35,….Andrea Matthews
36,….Andrea Mills
37,….Andrée Morin
38,….Andree-Anne Girard
39,….Andrew Butson
40,….Andrew Mendes
41,….Andrew Ng
42,….andrew staples
43,….Andrew Young
44,….Angela Feurstein
45,….Angela Hardy
46,….Angela Koskie
47,….Angela Lamb
48,….Angela Marcantonio
49,….Angy Dauth
50,….Anika Clark
51,….Anita Choquette
52,….Ann Gregory
53,….Ann Lanthier
54,….Ann Marie Fyfe
55,….Anna Hoefnagels
56,….Anna Pham
57,….Anne Bowker
58,….Anne McNamara
59,….Anne Pearce
60,….Annie Oger
61,….Ann-Marie Reid
62,….Anthea Garrick Menard
63,….April Dickson
64,….Arleigh Romyn
65,….Ashlee Linton
66,….Ashley Butcher
67,….Audrey Taylor
68,….Azhra McMahon
69,….Barbara Burkhard
70,….Barbara Campbell
71,….Barbara Dundas
72,….Barbara Gibbon
73,….Barbara Jovaisas
74,….Barbara Mingie
75,….Bart Bakker
76,….Ben Tobali
77,….Ben-Zion Caspi
78,….Bernard Charlebois
79,….Betty Bulman
80,….Bill McEachern
81,….Bill Salminen
82,….Bill Wilson
83,….Blake Davis
84,….Bob McCulloch
85,….Bob McGillivray
86,….Bob MUISE
87,….Bonnie Mechefske
88,….Brad Lobregt
89,….Bradley Conley
90,….Bradley Davis
91,….Brenda Bethune
92,….Brent Tower
93,….Brian Davis
94,….Brian O'Higgins
95,….Brian Sanford
96,….Brian Senecal
97,….Brigitte Martel
98,….Brittany Hunt
99,….Bruce Jackson
100,….Bruce Muise
101,….Bryan Morris
102,….Caitlin O'Higgins
103,….Cameron Beare
104,….Cameron Fraser
105,….Carole Harrison
106,….Carolyn Frank
107,….Cassandra Chouinard
108,….Cassandra Lively
109,….Cassandra Lombardo
110,….Cassie Hodgins
111,….Catherine Caron
112,….Catherine Khordoc
113,….Catherine Peirce
114,….Catherine Pound
115,….Catherine St. Louis
116,….Catherine Wallace
117,….Cathy Takahashi
118,….Chanel Huard
119,….Chantal Campbell
120,….Chantal Lacroix
121,….Chantal Pilon
122,….Charity Dowdell
123,….Charlene Mathias
124,….Chelsea MacDonell
125,….Cheryl Birker
126,….Cheryl McIntyre
127,….Chloe MacDonell
128,….Chris Bright
129,….Chris Gardner
130,….Chris Hale
131,….Chris Liebenberg
132,….Chris Moule
133,….Chris Nestor
134,….Chris Renwick
135,….Chris Salter
136,….Chris Sutherland
137,….Chris Weicker
138,….Christene White
139,….Christian Del Valle
140,….Christiane Laperrière
141,….Christie Swann
142,….Christina Gubbels
143,….Christina Jutzi
144,….Christina Martinez
145,….Christina Mullally
146,….Christine Geraghty
147,….Christine Hodge
148,….Christine Robbins
149,….Christine Smith
150,….Christopher Farrell
151,….Cindy Maraj
152,….Claire Samson
153,….Claude Béland
154,….Claude Papineau
155,….Claudia Rutherford
156,….Colleen Bigelow
157,….Connie Acelvari
158,….Constance Craig
159,….Cori Dinovitzer
160,….Corinna Simmons
161,….Cory Martin
162,….Court Curry
163,….Courtney Ka;bflsiech
164,….Courtney Powless
165,….Craig Carney
166,….Craig Mantle
167,….Craig Rosario
168,….Curtis McGrath
169,….Dan Shea
170,….Dan St-Arnaud
171,….Daniel Guerrette
172,….Darlene Goodwin
173,….Darlene Hackett
174,….Darlene Joyce
175,….Darlene Sabourin
176,….Darryl Bilodeau
177,….Dave Bergeron
178,….Dave Dawson
179,….Dave Goods
180,….Dave Saville
181,….Dave Yarker
182,….David Gagnon
183,….David Gregory
184,….David Gulas
185,….David Jackson
186,….David Perry
187,….David Rain
188,….David Thomson
189,….David Tobin
190,….Dawn Montgomery
191,….Dawn Styan
192,….Dawna LaBonte-Parkhill
193,….Dean Justus
194,….Deb Tully
195,….Debbie Carrick
196,….Debbie Ling
197,….Debby Duford
198,….Deborah Newhook
199,….Deborah Potter
200,….Dee Sullivan
201,….Deidre Kelly
202,….Demi Kotsovos
203,….Denise Couillard
204,….Denise Senecal
205,….Denise Walter
206,….Dennis Bulman
207,….Derek Wasmund
208,….Devon Forde
209,….Devon Scott
210,….Diana Crawford
211,….Diana Harrison
212,….Diana Seidl
213,….Diane Mackinder
214,….Dick Gunstone
215,….Dillon Vahey
216,….Don Andersen
217,….Dona Hill
218,….Donald Cottrell
219,….Donald Waldock
220,….Doreen Lipovski
221,….Doris McLean
222,….Doug Eagle
223,….Douglas Cooper
224,….Douglas Loader
225,….Drew Clipperton
226,….Dung Bui
227,….Dvora Rotenberg
228,….Edith Knight
229,….Edward Vonk
230,….Eileen harris
231,….Eileen Tosky-McKinnon
232,….Elaine Rufiange
233,….Eleanor Ford
234,….Eleanore Brickell
235,….Elisabeth Baechlin
236,….Elizabeth Rose
237,….Elke Keating
238,….Ellen Carter
239,….Ellen Lamarre
240,….Ellen O'Halloran
241,….Elyse Pratt-Johnson
242,….Emilie Lavigne
243,….Emily Joyce
244,….Emily Larocque
245,….Emma Morris
246,….Emmanuelle Arnould-Lalonde
247,….Enjoli Stevens
248,….Eric Arnold
249,….Eric Burpee
250,….Eric Charland
251,….Eric Sewell
252,….Eric Weaver
253,….Erik Laflamme
254,….Erin Beasley
255,….Erin Collins
256,….Evamarie Weicker
257,….Evan Clarke
258,….Evan May
259,….Fannie Gouault
260,….Fiona Da Costa
261,….Frances Enns
262,….Frances Muldoon
263,….Francesca Craig
264,….Francesca Macdonald
265,….Francine Gaulin
266,….Francisco Fernandes de Sousa
267,….Francisco Salazar
268,….Francois Dumaine
269,….Francoise Mulligan
270,….Frank D'Angelo
271,….Frank Gildenhaar
272,….Gabe Batstone
273,….Gabriela Balajova
274,….Gabrielle Nadeau
275,….Gail Baker-Gregory
276,….Gary McKenna
277,….Gary Wilkes
278,….Gavin Lemoine
279,….Genevieve Cholette
280,….Genevieve Le Jeune
281,….Gennifer Stainforth
282,….Geoff Cooper
283,….Geoff Dunkley
284,….Geoff Dunn
285,….Geoffrey Dudding
286,….Geoffrey Ford
287,….George Ferrier
288,….George Garrard
289,….George Tsuji
290,….Georges Rousselle
291,….Gil Brunette
292,….Gillian Andersen
293,….Gillianne Beaulieu
294,….Gina Charos
295,….Gisele Salazar
296,….Glen Gobel
297,….Glenn Cowan
298,….Gloria Baeza
299,….Gord Baldwin
300,….Gord Coulson
301,….Gord Maddison
302,….Grace Howland
303,….Greg Zinck
304,….Gregg Reddin
305,….Guy Pelletier
306,….Harold Geller
307,….Harry Fischer
308,….Hazen Harty
309,….Heather McCready
310,….Heather Nixon
311,….Heather Paulusse
312,….Heather Watts
313,….Hélène Nadeau
314,….Helen Francis
315,….Helene Boucher
316,….Helene Leduc
317,….Henri St-Martin
318,….Hidetaka Nishimura
319,….Hieu Nguyen
320,….Hilary Chaiton
321,….Hillary Rose
322,….Hollie Anderson
323,….Holly Johnson
324,….Hui Xu
325,….Iain Macdonald
326,….Ian Crawford
327,….Ian Graham
328,….Ian MacVicar
329,….Ian Malcolm
330,….Ian-Guy Dupuis
331,….Ilana Bleichert
332,….Iliana Oris Valiente
333,….Irène Dionne
334,….Irvin Hill
335,….Jack Gilmer
336,….Jacki Sachrajda
337,….Jacob Hardonk
338,….Jacqueline Roy
339,….Jacques Gobin
340,….James Campbell
341,….James Peters
342,….James Vannier
343,….James Zarull
344,….Jamie Bell
345,….Jamie Hurst
346,….Jane Gibson
347,….Jane Rooney
348,….Jane Schofield
349,….Jane Spiteri
350,….Janelle Denton
351,….Janet Cooper
352,….Janet Hardcastle
353,….Janet Nuutilainen
354,….Janet Sol
355,….Janice McCoy
356,….Jared Broughton
357,….Jasmine Lefebvre
358,….Jason Chouinard
359,….Jason Raymond
360,….Jason Stewart
361,….Jason Verner
362,….Jay Wheadon
363,….Jayme Pettit
364,….JD Adams
365,….Jean-Guy Perron
366,….JEannie Daly
367,….Jean-Philippe Dion
368,….Jean-Pierre Chénier
369,….Jeff Bardell
370,….Jeff Ross
371,….Jenna Lacharity
372,….Jenna Ladd
373,….Jennifer Balcom
374,….Jennifer Bergeron
375,….Jennifer Beyak
376,….Jennifer Blattman
377,….Jennifer Brenning
378,….Jennifer Bucknall
379,….Jennifer Dumoulin
380,….Jennifer Fergusson
381,….Jennifer Fraser
382,….Jennifer Harnden
383,….Jennifer Hood
384,….Jennifer Leblanc
385,….Jennifer Moores
386,….Jennifer Morse
387,….Jennifer Nutt
388,….Jennifer Shortall
389,….Jennifer Tighe
390,….Jennifer Wilson
391,….Jenny Bascur
392,….Jessica Brown
393,….Jessica Goldfarb
394,….Jessica Kight
395,….Jessica Roche
396,….Jessie Blanchette
397,….Jian Wu
398,….Jill Ainsworth
399,….Jill Marsh
400,….Jillian Osborne
401,….Jim Carter
402,….Jim Walsh
403,….JJ Wilson
404,….Joan Tourangeau
405,….Jo-Ann Brault
406,….Joann Garbig
407,….Jo-Anne Belliveau
408,….Joanne Bradley
409,….Joanne Ritchie
410,….Jocelyn Kearney
411,….Jodi Wilson
412,….Jody Bergen
413,….Jody McKinnon
414,….Joe Gunn
415,….Joel Allaert
416,….Joel Pennycook
417,….Joel Westheimer
418,….Joey Rogowy
419,….John Beaudoin
420,….John Brady
421,….John Cunningham
422,….John Horvath
423,….John Ledo
424,….John Lovell
425,….John Mitchell
426,….John Oliver
427,….Johnathan MacDonald
428,….Jolene Savoie
429,….Jonathan Godin
430,….Jonathon Connolly
431,….Joni Ogawa
432,….Jordan McLeod
433,….Josée Picard
434,….Josée Surprenant
435,….Josette Day
436,….Joshua Lemoine
437,….Judy Taylor
438,….Julia Barss
439,….Juliann Castell
440,….Julie Burke
441,….Julie Charlebois
442,….Julie Gourlay
443,….Julie Lafleche
444,….Julie Laplante
445,….Julie Lefebvre
446,….Julien Beauchamp
447,….Justin Ferns
448,….Justin Laroche
449,….Justin Pike
450,….Kaari Hukkala
451,….Kailena van de Nes
452,….Karen Foss
453,….Karen Jeffery
454,….Karen Marshall
455,….Karen Sauve
456,….Karen Welch
457,….Karine Circé
458,….Karine Moreau
459,….Karyn Curtis
460,….Kate Borowec
461,….Kate Dickson
462,….Kate Lewis
463,….Kate Sherwood
464,….Kate Sinnott
465,….Kate Swetnam
466,….Kate Thompson
467,….Kate Truglia
468,….Katharine Mullock
469,….Katherine Liston
470,….Katherine MacDonald
471,….Kathleen McNulty
472,….Kathlene Allen
473,….Kathryn Aubrey-Horvath
474,….Kathryn Burbridge
475,….Kathryn Scott
476,….Kathy Lewis
477,….Kathy McLaughlin
478,….Kathy Norris
479,….Kathy O'Brien
480,….Katie Tottenham
481,….Katrina Isacsson
482,….Katy Alp
483,….Katy Harrison
484,….Kazutoshi Nishizawa
485,….Keiko Umemoto
486,….Keith Mulligan
487,….Keith Savage
488,….Kelly Boyko
489,….Kelly Cooper
490,….Ken Gibson
491,….Ken McNair
492,….Kent Daboll
493,….Kerry Nolan
494,….Kevin Adams
495,….Kevin de Snayer
496,….Kevin Dulude
497,….Kevin Germundson
498,….Kevin O'Brien
499,….Kevin Wickens
500,….Khorina Ou
501,….Kim Benjamin
502,….Kim Moir
503,….Kim White
504,….kim Wilson
505,….Kimberly Rennie
506,….Kinza Slater
507,….Kiza Francis
508,….KP McNamara
509,….Krista Lewis
510,….Krista MacDonald
511,….Kristiana Stevens
512,….Kristin Le Saux-Farmer
513,….Kristin Macrae
514,….Kristina Dyck
515,….Kristyn Berube
516,….Kyle Villenuve
517,….Kym Martin
518,….Laen Hanson
519,….Larry Chamney
520,….Laura Cluney
521,….Laura Conway
522,….Laura Forbes
523,….Laura Rees
524,….Laura Smith
525,….Lauren Clarke
526,….Lauren Gamble
527,….Laurent Potiez
528,….Laurent Roy
529,….Laurie Bouolet
530,….Laurie Cairns
531,….Lawrence Matthews
532,….Lawrence Wong
533,….Leah Andrews
534,….Leah Carson
535,….Lee Wyndham
536,….Leigh Ann Butler
537,….Leigh Howe
538,….Leigh Perreault
539,….Lena Dikranian
540,….Lena Maione
541,….Lenore Macartney
542,….Leo Kadota
543,….Les Woolsey
544,….Lesley Mackay
545,….Leslie Dauncey
546,….Leslie Robertson
547,….Lester Mundt
548,….Lia Pirili
549,….Liam Kennedy
550,….Liang Chen
551,….Lidnina Rodriguez
552,….Liliana Morse
553,….Lillian Serrouya Thibault
554,….Lina Kastner
555,….Linda Doyle
556,….Linda Hall
557,….Lindsay Grace
558,….Lindsey Gresham
559,….Lisa Allen
560,….Lisa Butler
561,….Lisa Duffett
562,….Lisa Gibson
563,….Lisa Grison
564,….Lisa Hughes
565,….Lisa Julian
566,….Lise Arseneau
567,….Lise Perrier
568,….Liz O'Neill
569,….Lori Camilucci
570,….Lori Mockson
571,….Lorraine England
572,….Louise Gresham
573,….Louise Morin
574,….Lucas Smith
575,….Luce Blouin
576,….Lucie Villeneuve
577,….Lucy MacDonald
578,….Luke Wu
579,….Lynda Cronin
580,….Lynn Arnone
581,….Lynn Diggins
582,….Lynn Marchildon
583,….Lynn Nightingale
584,….lynn Sewell
585,….Lynne Russell
586,….Madeleine Gravel
587,….Malette Genevieve
588,….Mallory MacWilliams
589,….Malvern Ena
590,….Mandy Fisher
591,….Manon Bouchard
592,….Manon Therriault
593,….Marc Huot
594,….Marcelle Gauthier
595,….Margaret Michalski
596,….Maria Alvarez
597,….Maria Pooley
598,….Marie Mathe Drader
599,….Marie Poirier
600,….Marie Shinmoto
601,….Marie1980 Bonnet
602,….Marie-Catherine Labramboise
603,….Marielle Emond
604,….Marigold Edwards
605,….Marilyn Warren
606,….Mario Villemaire
607,….Marion May
608,….Marja Verloop
609,….Marjie Brown
610,….Mark McGill
611,….Mark Vanasse
612,….mark ward
613,….Marlena Coverston
614,….Marta Wajda
615,….Martha Tobin
616,….Martin Cheliak
617,….Martin Gerrits
618,….Martine Lalonde
619,….Mary Murphy
620,….Matt Dooley
621,….Matthew Cox
622,….Matthew Eglin
623,….Matthew Morash
624,….Matthew Whelen
625,….Matthew Whyte
626,….Matthew Wilcox
627,….Matus Culen
628,….Maureen Feagan
629,….Maureen Lamothe
630,….Maureen Nestor
631,….Maurice Desjardins
632,….Meagan Campbell
633,….Meaghan Stone
634,….Meghan Callahan
635,….Melanie Farrell
636,….Melissa Kampman
637,….Melissa Shaw
638,….Mercedeth Bowerman
639,….Michael Arts
640,….Michael Corneau
641,….Michael D'Asti
642,….Michael Grainger
643,….Michael Hewett
644,….Michael Holmes
645,….Michael McGinn
646,….Michael McLean
647,….Michael McMahon
648,….Michael Morin
649,….Michael Nagy
650,….Michel Bouchard
651,….Michelle Adkins
652,….Michelle Couture
653,….Michelle Day
654,….Michelle Keough
655,….Michelle Zidek
656,….Mikaela Malta
657,….Mike Chambers
658,….Mike Herzog
659,….Mike Hopper
660,….Mike Mazerolle
661,….Mike O'Flaherty
662,….Mike Saray
663,….Mike White
664,….Mikhail Gorbounov
665,….Monica Martinez
666,….Monique Cousineau
667,….Monique Loney
668,….Nancy C Green
669,….Nancy Faraday-Smith
670,….nancy green
671,….Nancy Kalil
672,….Nancy MacDonell
673,….Nancy Sullivan
674,….Natalie Fernandes
675,….Natalie Fraser
676,….Natalie Phan
677,….Natalie Sachrajda
678,….Natasha Carraro
679,….Nate Rotman
680,….Nathalie Gougeon
681,….Nathan MacWilliam
682,….Neiges Senechal
683,….Neil Mackinder
684,….Nelly Staudte-Blondeaux
685,….Nicole Duguay
686,….Nicole Slunder
687,….Nicole Vaillancourt
688,….Olivier Dumetz
689,….Olivier Fichet
690,….Olle de Bruin
691,….padma Parthasarathy
692,….Pamela Biron
693,….Pamela Cushing
694,….Pascal Ilboudo
695,….Pat Liston
696,….Patricia Horner
697,….Patricia Lovett
698,….Patricia Mcdonell
699,….Patrick Dauncey
700,….Patrick Gray
701,….Patrick Miron
702,….Patti Gamble
703,….Paul Krga
704,….Paul MacNeil
705,….Paul Williamson
706,….Peggy Gibson
707,….Perry Graham
708,….Peter Cantrell
709,….Peter Dinsdale
710,….Peter Fisher
711,….Peter Linkletter
712,….Peter Stapleton
713,….Phat Nguyen
714,….Phil Busby
715,….Philip Hunter
716,….Pierre Ingram
717,….PK Leung
718,….Prichya Sethchindapong
719,….Quinn Russell
720,….R Harman
721,….Rachel Abraham
722,….Rachel Pitcher
723,….Rachelle Watson
724,….Rajkumar Nagarajan
725,….Randy Guthro
726,….Randy McElligott
727,….Raymonde Langevin
728,….Rebeca Ricardo
729,….Rebecca Li
730,….Rebecca Powell
731,….Rebecca Shewfelt
732,….Renata Manchak
733,….rene danis
734,….Rene Hawkes
735,….Rene Yaraskavitch
736,….Renee Langille
737,….Rene-Louis Bourgeau
738,….Richard Campbell
739,….Richard Cronin
740,….Richard Dobson
741,….Richard Lewis
742,….Richard Roda
743,….richard wall
744,….Richard Whitlock
745,….Rick Goodwin
746,….Rick O'Grady
747,….Riley Hennessey
748,….Rita Hearty
749,….Rob Bolduc
750,….Rob Casey
751,….Rob Gilmour
752,….Robert Adolfson
753,….Robert Kalbfleisch
754,….Robert Miron
755,….Robert Richardson
756,….Robin Fox
757,….Robyn Handley
758,….Rocio Battisti
759,….Rockey Whitmore
760,….Rod Begg
761,….Roger Hunter
762,….Roger Langevin
763,….Ron Newhook
764,….Rose Parent
765,….Roxanne Harper
766,….Roxanne Hutchings
767,….Ruben Vroegop
768,….Rue Quizon
769,….Russell McDonnell
770,….Ruth Farey
771,….Ryan Hennessy
772,….Sabrina Avery
773,….Sabrina Quraeshi
774,….Sam Geller
775,….Samanta Jacques-Arsenault
776,….Samantha Hunter
777,….Samantha O'Neill
778,….Samy El-Jaby
779,….SANDRA Chong
780,….sandra harwood
781,….Sandra Kuchta
782,….Sandra Monaghan
783,….Sandra Monforton
784,….Sandra Moorman
785,….Sanjeev Bhanjana
786,….Sara Boucher
787,….Sarah Armstrong
788,….Sarah Gee
789,….Sarah Geiger
790,….Scott Rawlings
791,….Scott Tomlinson
792,….Sean Adams
793,….Sean McElhinney
794,….Sean O'Brien
795,….Sébastien Taillefer
796,….Shannon McMillan-Kunstadt
797,….Shari Goodfellow
798,….Shari Nurse
799,….sharon hiebert
800,….Sharon Murphy
801,….Sharon Tobin
802,….Shauna Hanratty
803,….Shawn Hollinger
804,….Shawn Osborne
805,….Shawn Pigeon
806,….Shawna Colbey
807,….Shawna Moffatt
808,….Shawnna Van Drunen
809,….Sheila Bondesen
810,….Shelley Chambers
811,….Shelly Stackpole
812,….Shonna Tuck
813,….Sierra Phillips
814,….Siobhan Jones
815,….sohaila moghadam
816,….Solita Pacheco
817,….Sophie Dazé
818,….Sophie Lebel
819,….soraya moghadam
820,….Stella Gaerke
821,….Stephane Castonguay
822,….Stephane Parent
823,….Stephanie Cote
824,….Stephanie Crisford
825,….Stephanie Earle
826,….stephanie jack
827,….Stephen Day
828,….Stephen Shew
829,….Stephen Wild
830,….Stephen Woroszczuk
831,….Steve Astels
832,….Steve Boivin
833,….Steve Campbell
834,….Steve Gleddie
835,….Steve Inkpen
836,….Steve Morin
837,….Steve Moritsugu
838,….Steven Dixon
839,….Steven Molnar
840,….Stuart Palmer
841,….Sue MacPherson
842,….Suleena Duhaime
843,….Susan Foran
844,….Susan Ford
845,….Susan Gershman
846,….Susan Harvey
847,….Susan Johnston
848,….Susan Leslie
849,….Susan Lovell
850,….Susan Mak Chin
851,….Susan McLeod
852,….Susan Nally
853,….Susan Oneid
854,….Susan Ostergaard
855,….Susan Trimble
856,….Susan Ward
857,….Susan Whitmore
858,….Susan Wynne
859,….Suzanne Sinnamon
860,….Svetlana Ulitsky
861,….Sylvain Huard
862,….Sylvain Lachance
863,….Sylvia Duffy
864,….Sylvie Bourassa-Muise
865,….Sylvie Corbin
866,….Takuya Tazawa
867,….Tal Elharrar
868,….Tamara Marshall
869,….Tammy Frye
870,….Tania Bennett
871,….Tanya Richard
872,….Tara MacDougall
873,….Tara Painter
874,….Tara Ward
875,….Tara Wong
876,….Tarjinder Kainth
877,….Ted Damen
878,….Terri Bolster
879,….Terry Godbold
880,….Terry McDermott
881,….Terry Monger
882,….Thea Worthylake
883,….Theresa Robertson
884,….Thomas Bujaki
885,….Thomas Harrison
886,….Thomas Ryan
887,….Thuy (Twee) Tran
888,….Tiffanie Seguin
889,….Tina Fallis
890,….Tobin Kennedy
891,….Tod Strickland
892,….Tom Morris
893,….Tom Pierson
894,….Tony McLaughlin
895,….Tracy Chubaty
896,….Tracy Corneau
897,….Tracy Ferne
898,….Tracy Gagnon
899,….Tricia Brown
900,….Valerie Oickle
901,….Valerie Saunders
902,….Vanessa Buchanan
903,….vanessa mendoza
904,….Vanessa Pierson
905,….Victor Krawczuk
906,….Victoria Graham
907,….Victoria Keaney
908,….Wade Smith
909,….Warren Isfan
910,….Wendy Lee
911,….wendy statham
912,….Will Summers
913,….Willem Stevens
914,….William Chisholm
915,….William Godfrey
916,….William Simmering
917,….wilma Berti
918,….Yannick Sirois
919,….Youna Zhang
920,….Yulia Maistrovski
921,….Yvonne McKinnon
922,….Zachary Chrumka
END OF OTTAWA
B. Other Communities
923,….Leslee Davis Einmann,….A
924,….Terry Koronewski,….Alexandria
925,….Andrea Bird,….Almonte
926,….Daphne Lainson,….Almonte
927,….Jason Lainson,….Almonte
928,….Jenny Sheffield,….Almonte
929,….Karen Stillman,….Almonte
930,….Connie Palubiskie,….Arnprior
931,….Emily Sheffield,….Arnprior
932,….Jenn Hunt,….Arnprior
933,….Melissa Needham,….Arnprior
934,….Mike Poirier,….Arnprior
935,….Peter O'Gorman,….Arnprior
936,….Trish Heffernan,….Arnprior
937,….Avril Van Aert,….Ashton
938,….Nicholas Saray,….Ashton
939,….Peter Cottreau,….Ashton
940,….Rod Clow,….Athens
941,….Terri Gray,….Athens
942,….Erin Kingdom,….Aylmer
943,….Luc Lacombe,….Aylmer
944,….Jean-Pierre Sauve,….Beachburg
945,….Lynne Blackburn,….Bourget
946,….Raymond Lalande,….Bourget
947,….Dianne Dillon-Samson,….Brockville
948,….murray regush,….Brockville
949,….Alex McDermott,….Cantley
950,….Carol Jr Groulx,….Cantley
951,….Guy Beaulieu,….Cantley
952,….marie-claude côté,….cantley
953,….Pierre-Yves Authier,….Cantley
954,….Bruce Rafuse,….Carleton place
955,….Chris Loder,….Carleton Place
956,….Jenni Kerteston,….Carleton Place
957,….Jennifer Derksen,….Carleton Place
958,….megan thomson,….carleton place
959,….Natasha Foster,….Carleton Place
960,….Pascale Michaud,….Carleton Place
961,….Rob Illingworth,….Carleton Place
962,….Anna Li,….Carp
963,….Dayle Mulligan,….Carp
964,….Gerard Rumleskie,….Carp
965,….Kathy Fischer,….Carp
966,….Lyne Michaud,….Carp
967,….Murray Stonebridge,….Carp
968,….Nancy Wawia Robb,….Carp
969,….André Paris,….Casselman
970,….bob sweetlove,….casselman
971,….Danielle Carrière-Paris,….Casselman
972,….mary sweetlove,….Casselman
973,….Judy Bragg,….Chalk River
974,….Christine Tardiff-Mullen,….Chelsea
975,….Ian Hunter,….Chelsea
976,….Julie Dupuis,….Chelsea
977,….Natasha Stobert….Chelsea
978,….Patty Chevalier Samm,….Chelsea
979,….Ray Folkins,….Chelsea
980,….Richard Gilker,….Chelsea
981,….James Duncan,….Clayton
982,….Andrea Bailey-tait,….Cornwall
983,….Carl Brida,….Cornwall
984,….cathy bourgon,….cornwall
985,….Craig Henry,….Cornwall
986,….Deborah Furniss,….Cornwall
987,….Garth Wigle,….Cornwall
988,….Geneviève Lajoie,….Cornwall
989,….Jane McLaren,….Cornwall
990,….Jenna Martineau,….Cornwall
991,….Joanne Filliol,….Cornwall
992,….Kathleen Hay,….Cornwall
993,….Mathieu Bruyere,….Cornwall
994,….Matthew Smith,….Cornwall
995,….Terry Quenneville,….Cornwall
996,….Carl Vaillancourt,….crysler
997,….Debra Kennette,….Crysler
998,….Bruce Bell,….Cumberland
999,….Craig McHugh,….Cumberland
1000,….Greg Morris,….cumberland
1001,….Hailey Bell,….Cumberland
1002,….Jacinthe Choquet,….Cumberland
1003,….Leslie Anne Patry,….Cumberland
1004,….Monique Garneau,….Cumberland
1005,….natalie tate,….cumberland
1006,….Janet Campbell,….Dunrobin
1007,….Lois Jacobs,….Dunrobin
1008,….Russel Long,….Dunrobin
1009,….Tara Sosnowski,….Elizabethtown
1010,….Andy Dalcourt,….Embrun
1011,….Celin Alexiuk,….Embrun
1012,….Eric Deschamps,….Embrun
1013,….Gregory Harper,….Embrun
1014,….Julie Wallace,….Embrun
1015,….Martine Quinn,….Embrun
1016,….Paul Roy,….Embrun
1017,….Rachelle Quinn,….Embrun
1018,….Richard Quinn,….Embrun
1019,….Pierre Denis,….Emburn
1020,….Bill Sheppard,….Gananoque
1021,….Pierre Doucette,….Gananoque
1022,….Roberta Abbott,….Gananoque
1023,….Steacy Kavaner,….Gananoque
GATINEAU
1024,….Alain Rollin
1025,….Alexander Schwab
1026,….Alexandre Farley
1027,….Allan Wilson
1028,….André Brissette
1029,….André Mollema
1030,….Andre Schutten
1031,….Anik Benoit
1032,….Anik Lacasse
1033,….Anne-Marie Chapman
1034,….Annick Lafontaine
1035,….Annick Nault
1036,….Annie Cloutier
1037,….Annie Paradis
1038,….Anthony Rose
1039,….Benoit Gagnon
1040,….Benoit Genest
1041,….Benoit Guérette
1042,….Bernard Audy
1043,….Blair Mehan
1044,….Brian Sharpe
1045,….Bruno Lafreniere
1046,….Candida Cianci
1047,….Chantal Larocque
1048,….chantal potvin
1049,….Chantale Lussier-Ley
1050,….Charles Vigneault
1051,….Christopher Saunders
1052,….Claude Tremblay
1053,….Dan Mayer
1054,….Danika Lavallee
1055,….David Georgieff
1056,….David Sewell
1057,….Debbie Joanisse
1058,….Debra Ferderber
1059,….Diane Ouellette
1060,….Dominique Babin
1061,….Elizabeth Sousa
1062,….Eric Silins
1063,….Fannie Bisson
1064,….Francoise Bessette
1065,….Gabrielle Drouin
1066,….Genevieve Sabourin
1067,….Gilles Thériault
1068,….Guylaine Proulx
1069,….Hélène Belleau
1070,….Helene Tremblay-Allen
1071,….isabelle deslandes
1072,….Isabelle Léger
1073,….Isabelle Phaneuf
1074,….Jacob Roberts
1075,….Jaime McGillivray
1076,….james buell
1077,….Jean Guenette
1078,….Jeffrey Muller
1079,….Jennifer Smith
1080,….Jinny Williamson
1081,….Johanne Branchaud
1082,….Johanne Di Tomasso
1083,….Josée Lafontaine
1084,….Julie Fortin
1085,….Julie Myers
1086,….Julie Piche
1087,….Julie-Anne Macdonald
1088,….Karine Lamarre
1089,….Kate Smith
1090,….Kent Hugh
1091,….Kevin Quesnel
1092,….Kim Paine
1093,….Laurent Bellard
1094,….Leisa McGillivray
1095,….Loïc Le Bihan
1096,….Louis Simon
1097,….Lucie Lalonde
1098,….Lynn Melancon
1099,….magali couture
1100,….Manon Lachance
1101,….Marc Allaire
1102,….Marc Martin
1103,….Marie-Eve Bergevin-Scott
1104,….Mark Ellison
1105,….Mark Schindel
1106,….Martin Yshikawa
1107,….Martine Dupuis
1108,….martine pellerin
1109,….Mélanie Lauzon
1110,….Mélanie Vivier
1111,….Michel Brown
1112,….Michel Lapointe
1113,….Michelle Aubie
1114,….Miguel Gagnon
1115,….Mikaly Gagnon
1116,….nancy jane russell
1117,….Nancy Jean
1118,….Natacha Mustaikis
1119,….Nathalie Brunet
1120,….Nell van Walsum
1121,….Noel Paine
1122,….Patrice Forget
1123,….Patrice Gaudreault
1124,….patricia le bihan
1125,….Paul Gould
1126,….Peter Balogh
1127,….Philippe Boutin
1128,….Philippe Jr Ngassam
1129,….Pier Enright
1130,….Raymond Desjardins
1131,….Raymonde D'Amour
1132,….Raynald Côté
1133,….Rejean Lacroix
1134,….Sandra Roberts
1135,….Simon Larouche
1136,….Sonia Béland
1137,….Stéphane Siegrist
1138,….Stéphanie Dicaire
1139,….Suzanne Ramsay
1140,….Sylvain Marier
1141,….tayeb mesbah
1142,….Thomas Cort
1143,….Valerie Parent
1144,….Veronique Tremblay
1145,….vincent bolduc
1146,….Virginie Corneau
1147,….Wayne Saunders
1148,….Yves Phaneuf
1149,….Zoë Couture
END OF GATINEAU
1150,….Catherine Clifford,….Gloucester
1151,….Chantal Dupuis,….Gloucester
1152,….Christine Newman Coulson,….Gloucester
1153,….David Sinclair,….Gloucester
1154,….Jeannie LeBlanc,….Gloucester
1155,….Roberta Battisti-Valle,….Gloucester
1156,….Ryan Luck,….Gloucester
1157,….Samuel Valle,….Gloucester
1158,….Virginia Mofford,….Gloucester
1159,….Barbra Draper,….Gracefield
1160,….An Vo,….Greely
1161,….Angele Vanderlaan,….Greely
1162,….Anthony Wielemaker,….Greely
1163,….Debbie McLeod,….Greely
1164,….Jennifer Frechette,….Greely
1165,….Joseph Boucher,….Greely
1166,….Lana Pieroway,….Greely
1167,….Linda Corke,….Greely
1168,….paula christiansen,….Greely
1169,….Ricky Grisel,….Greely
1170,….Sean Burrows,….Greely
1171,….Sonya Thornley,….Greely
1172,….Sarah Waddell,….Hammond
1173,….Lorne Thomas,….Hawkesbury
1174,….Karen Keeler,….Iroquois
1175,….Keira Cameron,….Iroquois
KANATA
1176,….Adrian Salt
1177,….Aimée Riggs-Willey
1178,….Al Doyle
1179,….Alan Doody
1180,….Alexei Novikov
1181,….Allyssia Villeneuve
1182,….Alyson Maynard
1183,….Anne Collis
1184,….Ben Schmidt
1185,….Bernie Armour
1186,….Bill Gilchrist
1187,….Billy Seaman
1188,….Bobbie Nevin
1189,….Brian Smith
1190,….Carleen Hicks
1191,….Carmen Davidson
1192,….Caron Fitzpatrick
1193,….Cecilia Jorgenson
1194,….Chantal Kaye
1195,….Chris McCallum
1196,….Cindy Seaman
1197,….Colleen Gilchrist
1198,….Colleen Kilty
1199,….Dan Kelly
1200,….David Bohn
1201,….Debbie Olive
1202,….Deby Knowlton
1203,….Derek Andersen
1204,….Deryl Rasquinha
1205,….Don Lonie
1206,….Erin Waterfall
1207,….Greg Dow
1208,….Harvey Chatterton
1209,….Ian Marrs
1210,….James Fairlie
1211,….Jan Donak
1212,….Janet Smith
1213,….Jeff Zhao
1214,….Jennifer Barr
1215,….Jennifer Upson
1216,….Jim Lambley
1217,….Joan McFaul
1218,….Joshua Tolmie
1219,….Karen Hanna
1220,….Karen Ramsay
1221,….Karen Zerr
1222,….Kathleen Westbury
1223,….Keith Aguinaga
1224,….Kelly abb Davis
1225,….Kenneth Klassen
1226,….Kevin Rankin
1227,….Kimberley Bohn
1228,….Kimberley Robinson
1229,….Kindell Tolmie
1230,….Lanny Underhill
1231,….Leanne Pelley
1232,….Lee-Anne Clare
1233,….Loretta Masaro
1234,….Luisa De Amicis
1235,….Mark Calder
1236,….Martine Dumas
1237,….Mary Anne Jackson-Hughes
1238,….Michel Fleury
1239,….Michelle Calder
1240,….Nancy Dow
1241,….Naomi Morbey
1242,….Natalie Reid-Matte
1243,….Natasha Riddiford
1244,….Neil Marshall
1245,….neil Maxwell
1246,….Pamela Ford
1247,….Paul Sabourin
1248,….Peter Clark
1249,….Phil Blanchfield
1250,….Pierrette McCartney
1251,….Raymond Wong
1252,….Rebecca Campbell
1253,….Rick Wynen
1254,….Ron Pumphrey
1255,….Sarah Currie
1256,….Sasha Richards
1257,….Shannon Moore
1258,….Sharon Fine
1259,….Sheri Cayouette
1260,….Sherri Nevin
1261,….Sridhar Erukulla
1262,….Susan Brimmell
1263,….Susan Korporal
1264,….Tanis Roadhouse
1265,….Terri Scott
1266,….Theresa Marshall
1267,….Tom Auger
1268,….Tracey Dunfield
1269,….Wei Zhou
1270,….William Greenfield
1271,….William Jorgenson
1272,….Yvonne Relf
END OF KANATA
1273,….Alexandra Pontbriand,….Kemptville
1274,….Alicia Hutton,….Kemptville
1275,….Dave Springer,….Kemptville
1276,….David Hutton,….Kemptville
1277,….Fiona Tracey,….Kemptville
1278,….James Pede,….Kemptville
1279,….Joanne Desormeaux,….Kemptville
1280,….Kahy-ann Gibson,….Kemptville
1281,….Michelle Crook,….Kemptville
1282,….Roxanne Harrington,….Kemptville
1283,….Stephanie Rose,….Kemptville
1284,….Teena Dacey,….Kemptville
1285,….Tricia McRae,….Kemptville
1286,….Ron Stadnyk,….Kinburn
1287,….Sean McTernan,….Kinburn
1288,….Dan Keaney,….Lanark
1289,….Debbie Keaney,….Lanark
1290,….Scott Shaver,….Lanark
1291,….Lisa Paradis,….Limoges
1292,….Shanna Delorme,….Limoges
1293,….Matthew Dyer,….Luskville
1294,….Nicholas Sturgeon,….Luskville
1295,….Brian Carpenter,….Maberly
1296,….Dawn Kennedy,….Maitland
1297,….Scott Clucas,….Maitland
1298,….Cat Oakley,….Manotick
1299,….Dennis Blinn,….Manotick
1300,….Fiona Valliere,….Manotick
1301,….Marie Norris,….Manotick
1302,….Mark Seaman,….Manotick
1303,….Nick MacDonald,….Manotick
1304,….Tracey Major,….Manotick
1305,….Heather Purdy,….Martintown
1306,….Alysun Lillico,….Masham
1307,….Jennifer Selwyn,….Masham
1308,….Bruce Bourgeault,….Metcalfe
1309,….Craig Killin,….Metcalfe
1310,….Diane Coupal,….Metcalfe
1311,….Erika Morris,….Metcalfe
1312,….Fran Gaudet,….Metcalfe
1313,….Kazimierz Krzyzanowski,….Metcalfe
1314,….Peter Klein,….Metcalfe
1315,….Scott Robertson,….Metcalfe
1316,….doug wilson,….Morrisburg
1317,….Kasey Bennett,….Morrisburg
1318,….shari keyes,….Morrisburg
1319,….Adam Sulis,….Mountain
1320,….Raymond Sherrer,….Mountain
1321,….ada gorrie,….Munster
1322,….Angela Walsh,….Navan
1323,….Carole Charlebois,….Navan
1324,….Kathy Goff,….Navan
NEPEAN
1325,….Aaron Doering
1326,….Abrinna Doering
1327,….Alexei Pogrebtsov
1328,….Amy Fan
1329,….Amy Kutyma
1330,….Andrea McDonald
1331,….Andrew Johnston
1332,….angad sandhu
1333,….Bernadette Bernard
1334,….Caroline Bachynski
1335,….Caroline Bredeson
1336,….Carolyn Perkins
1337,….Chantelle Woods
1338,….Chris Bredeson
1339,….Chris Fitzgerald
1340,….Christopher Hill
1341,….Claudio Sicoli
1342,….Colleen Bird
1343,….Corrina Morehouse
1344,….Cynthia Field-Rose
1345,….Dan Lacasse
1346,….Darryl Sitland
1347,….David Reid
1348,….David Ross
1349,….Diane Ferguson
1350,….Dionne Wilson
1351,….Donna McKibbon
1352,….Doug Simpson
1353,….Erik Youngson
1354,….Face Wallace
1355,….Fallon Carrier
1356,….Gary Bazdell
1357,….Gary Guymer
1358,….Gary Miles
1359,….Gary Thomas
1360,….George Heron
1361,….Gerry Blathwayt
1362,….Hieu Nguyen
1363,….Jack Kwan
1364,….Jane Hext
1365,….Janice Richard
1366,….Jason Feist
1367,….Jennifer McDonell
1368,….Jennilee Gavina
1369,….Jessica McKittrick
1370,….Joanie Ouellette
1371,….Jo-Anne Janigan
1372,….John Hall
1373,….Joseph Emas
1374,….Judy Tubman-Reid
1375,….Julie White
1376,….Karleen Heer
1377,….Kathryn Hill
1378,….Katie Squires
1379,….Kelly MacGregor
1380,….Kevin LaRoche
1381,….Laura Clark
1382,….Laura McLellan
1383,….Leslie Doering
1384,….Leslie Rodgers
1385,….Lillian Hayward
1386,….Linda Billyard
1387,….Linda Koenders
1388,….Maria Marcantonio
1389,….Martin Glennon
1390,….martin jobin
1391,….Martyn Hodgson
1392,….Maureen Corrigan
1393,….Melanie White
1394,….Mike Horne
1395,….Miranda Dulmage
1396,….M-J Malcolm
1397,….Patrick Murnaghan
1398,….Patti-Lynn Dougan
1399,….Paul Bush
1400,….Peter Bayne
1401,….Ramon Lashley
1402,….Renee Leahy
1403,….Richard Thomas
1404,….Roslyn Dacey
1405,….Ruth Glenwright
1406,….Ryan Ellement
1407,….Ryan Holmes
1408,….Ryan Squires
1409,….Sandra Lett
1410,….Shannon Matheson
1411,….Shelley Doering
1412,….Sheyla Dussault
1413,….Stephanie Dunne
1414,….Tania Falls
1415,….Tannia Shamas
1416,….Tim Sandwell
1417,….Tom Blackwell
1418,….tony blake
1419,….Tracy Murray
1420,….Vance White
END OF NEPEAN
1421,….Joanne McFall Smith,….North Gower
1422,….Keith Colwell,….North Gower
1423,….Natalie Smith,….North Gower
ORLEANS
1424,….Ab Ettinger
1425,….adam menzies
1426,….Alain Brulé
1427,….Alexandra Gaudes
1428,….Anita Taylor
1429,….Anke Berndt
1430,….Anne McCarthy
1431,….Annie Elizabeth Gauthier
1432,….Barry Lightowlers
1433,….Benoit Lecuyer
1434,….Brent Kelly
1435,….Brent Smyth
1436,….Brian Wiens
1437,….Camille Poirier
1438,….Carmen Saumure
1439,….Carole Gaudes
1440,….Casey Martin
1441,….Charles Momy
1442,….Charles Sincennes
1443,….Cheryl Glazier
1444,….Chris Morrison
1445,….Christina Michaud
1446,….Christine Baird
1447,….CIndy Ettinger
1448,….Colleen Boicey
1449,….Cynthia Taylor
1450,….Daniel Morency
1451,….Danielle Poisson
1452,….Dave King
1453,….David Cameron
1454,….David Leeder
1455,….David Tischhauser
1456,….David Young
1457,….Deborah Baldwin
1458,….Diane Gauthier
1459,….Diane Levesque
1460,….Don Lavictoire
1461,….Eann Hodges
1462,….Edith Chartrand
1463,….Elise Grenier
1464,….Eric Christensen
1465,….Ernie Yip
1466,….Frank Barrett
1467,….Fred Saikaly
1468,….Glenda Davies
1469,….Helene Boyer
1470,….Hinesh Chauhan
1471,….James Waite
1472,….Jason Roberts
1473,….Jean Lavictoire
1474,….Jean-Noel Gilbert
1475,….Jean-Pierre Contant
1476,….Jeff Danforth
1477,….Jennifer Caldbick
1478,….Jennifer Chauhan
1479,….Jennifer Schenkel
1480,….Jo Nuttall
1481,….Joanne Henry
1482,….Jo-Anne Matheson
1483,….Josee Pothier
1484,….Judy Thomson
1485,….Karen Minna
1486,….Kathleen Danforth
1487,….Kathryn McNicoll
1488,….Kathy Wiens
1489,….Kevin Beaudette
1490,….Kevin Piccott
1491,….Kristina Perrier
1492,….Kristy Singleton
1493,….Laura Regnier
1494,….Linda LeBlanc
1495,….Lissa Allaire
1496,….Lois Simms-Baldwin
1497,….Lucie Mainguy
1498,….Lyne Orser
1499,….Lynn Galarneau
1500,….Malcolm Parsons
1501,….Marc-Andre Blanke
1502,….Marie-Josee Homsy
1503,….Marie-Josee Legault
1504,….Marieve Lavigne
1505,….Marshall Clark
1506,….Max LeBreton
1507,….Melanie Trumpower
1508,….Michael Brown
1509,….Michelle Cote
1510,….Michelle Momy
1511,….Michelle Ward
1512,….Miranda Guiney
1513,….Moira Carriere
1514,….Nadine Tischhauser
1515,….Nancy Camacho
1516,….Nancy Neilson
1517,….Nancy Roberge
1518,….Nathalie Gougeon
1519,….Nathan Lightowlers
1520,….Nicole Boyer
1521,….Paul Holmes
1522,….Paul Menard
1523,….Peter Belair
1524,….Priya Chopra
1525,….Rachel Taylor
1526,….Ralph Hodgins
1527,….Richard Loewen
1528,….Roanna Casey
1529,….Robert Sauve
1530,….Russ Kajganich
1531,….Russ Stewart
1532,….Sandra Cook
1533,….Sandra Craig-Browne
1534,….Sandy Clark
1535,….Sandy Moger
1536,….Scot Bryant
1537,….Serena McCauley
1538,….Serge Arseneault
1539,….Shawnda Parsons
1540,….Shayne Chamberlain
1541,….Sonia Laneuville
1542,….Sophie Hollingsworth
1543,….Stacey Grenier
1544,….Stan Baldwin
1545,….Stephane Montpetit
1546,….Stephanie Ducharme
1547,….Steve Lamontagne
1548,….Stuart Taylor
1549,….Susan Poisson
1550,….Tanja Scharf
1551,….Tara Redmond
1552,….Teresa Janz
1553,….Terry Brown
1554,….Terry Flynn
1555,….Theresa Momy
1556,….Todd Sloan
1557,….Tony Paoletti
1558,….Vivianne Gaudet
1559,….William Baldwin
1560,….william mcgowan
1561,….Yvon Gagnier
END OF ORLEANS
1562,….Denise Hudson,….Osgoode
1563,….Kevin Wylie,….Osgoode
1564,….Nancy Bleses,….Osgoode
1565,….Shaun Dunne,….Oxford Mills
1566,….Garry Hartlin,….Pembroke
1567,….Jennifer Tu,….Pembroke
1568,….john menzies,….Pembroke
1569,….Kathy Herault,….Pembroke
1570,….Leanne Van Bavel,….Pembroke
1571,….Michelle Moir,….Pembroke
1572,….Rene Sauve,….Pembroke
1573,….Rocky Peplinski,….Pembroke
1574,….Steven McCorkle,….Pembroke
1575,….Tammy Peplinski,….Pembroke
1576,….Vay Tu,….Pembroke
1577,….Sue Matte,….Perth
1578,….Susan Bulley,….Perth
1579,….Francis Gillespie,….Perth Road Village
Many thanks to all the following for their generous contributions!
butterfly and nest by rubyblossom
moon by elysawus at deviantart
pixie dust trails brushes by rL_Brushes at deviantart
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castle by stephane gaudry
cave by nds808v
fairy garden by IrishFireside
creek by Nicholas_T
lake by nateeag
left fairy by Rgonia
center fairy by mollypop
right fairy flo's shots 4 me
frog by striatic
(the secret friend? ... why the shy little frog, of course!)
3exp HDR in Photomatix, Unsharp Mask, Tonemapping in LucisArt, Digital Cross Filter (Alien Skin Exposure 2, Plug-In for PS CS3), bleach Bypas in Nik Color Efex Pro 3 (Plug-In for PS CS3).
Info:
Exposures: 1/60 Sec.; 1/250 Sec.; 1/ 15 Sec.
Aperture: f/1.4
ISO-Speed: 100
Focal Length: 30mm
Lens: Sigma 30mm 1.4 DC HSM
L'atmosfera che si respira lungo il percorso dei Navigli Milanesi è davvero particolare.
Accanto ai locali di ritrovo, punto di incontro dei giovani, coesistono antiche botteghe artigianali, studi artistici e pittorici, vecchi cortili ricchi di storia e di colori... una parte della nostra Milano così bella e affascinante.
Terz pian, quarta ringhera, la lus l'è anmò pissada
e mi sont chi, Lina, 'nsul marciapee
che cammini avanti e indrè
e me fann mal i pee, Lina, oh Lina!
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La luna è una lampadina - Enzo Iannacci
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Can you smell it, this wonderful aroma of the sea blown to the beach by a calm sea breeze? I'm back from a short trip to the Baltic Sea for a visit at my parents. After extreme rainfall on Friday and Saturday, we spent a wonderful evening at the beach yesterday.
our heavenly wolf creek pass.....just 28 miles from pagosa springs =o)
^i^
see it heavenly live here: www.wolfcreekski.com/wolf-creek-web-cam.php
Me an' Earl was haulin' chickens,
On the flatbed 1 out o' Wiggins 2 ,
An' we'd spent all night on the uphill side,
O' thirty-seven miles o' hell called Wolf Crick Pass 3 ,
Which is up on the Great Divide.
We's a-settin' there suckin' toothpicks,
An' drinkin' Nehis 4 an' onion soup mix.
An' I says, "Earl, let's mail a card to Mother,
Then sen' them chickens on down t'other side.
Yeah, let's give 'em a ride."
Wolf Crick Pass, way up on the Great Divide.
Truckin' on down the other side.
Well, Earl put down his bottle,
Mashed his foot down on the throttle.
Then a couple'a boobs 5 an' a thousan' cubes 6 ,
In a nineteen-forty-eight Peterbilt 7 screamed to life.
We woke up the chickens.
We roared up off o' that shoulder,
Sprayin' pine cones, rocks, an' boulders,
An' put four hundred head o' them Rhode Island Reds 8 ,
An' a couple o' burnt-out roosters on the line.
Look out below. 'Cause here we go!
Wolf Crick Pass, way up on the Great Divide.
Truckin' on down the other side.
Well, we commenced ta truckin',
An' them hens commenced ta cluckin'.
An' then Earl took out a match an' scratched his pants,
An' lit up the unused half of a dollar cigar an' took a puff.
Says "My, ain't this pretty up here."
I says, "Earl, this hill can spill us.
You better slow down or you gon' kill us.
Just make one mistake an' it's the Pearly Gates,
For them eighty-five crates o' USDA 9 -approved cluckers.
You wanna hit second?"
Wolf Crick Pass, way up on the Great Divide.
Truckin' on down the other side.
Well, Earl grabbed on the shifte
An' he stabbed her into fifth gear,
An' then the chromium-plated, fully-illuminated,
Genuine accessory shift knob come right off in his hand.
I says, "You wanna screw that thing back on, Earl?"
He was tryin' to thread it on there,
When the fire fell off o' his cigar,
An' dropped on down, sorta rolled around,
An' lit in the cuff of Earl's pants an' burned a hole in his sock.
Yeah, sorta set him right on fire.
I looked on out ta winda.
An' I started a-countin' phone poles,
Goin' by at the rate of four to the seventh power.
Well, I put 2 an' 2 together, an' added twelve an' carried five.
Come up with twenty-two thousand telephone poles an hour.
I looked at Earl an' his eyes was wide,
His lip was curled, an' his leg was fried.
An' his hands was froze to the wheel,
Like a tongue to a sled in the middle of a blizzard.
I says, "Earl, I'm not the type to complain,
But the time has come for me to explain,
That if you don't apply some brake real soon,
They gonna have to pick us up with a stick an' a spoon."
Well, Earl rared back, cocked his leg,
Stepped down as hard as he could on the brake,
An' the pedal went clear to the floor,
An' it stayed right there on the floor. 10
He says, "It's sorta like steppin' on a plum."
Well, from there on down it's just not real pretty,
It was hairpin county an' switchback city. 11
One of 'em looked like a can full o' worms.
Another one looked like malaria germs.
An' right in the middle of the whole damn show,
Was a real nice tunnel, now wouldn't you know?
Sign says, "Clearance to the twelve-foot line,"
But the chickens
was stacked to thirteen-nine.
Well we shot that tunnel at a hundred-n'-ten,
Like gas through a funnel an' eggs through a hen,
We took that top row of chickens off,
Slicker than scum off a Lousiana swamp.
Went down an' around an' around an' down,
An' we run out o' groun' at the edge of town.
Bashed on into the side of a feed store,
In downtown Pagosa Springs 12 .
Wolf Crick Pass, way up on the Great Divide.
Truckin' on down the other side.
Wolf Crick Pass, way up on the Great Divide.
Truckin' on down the other side.
* Wolf Creek Pass * ~ by C.W. McCall
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The Death Road is a 61-kilometre road leading from La Paz to Coroico, 56 kilometres northeast of La Paz in the Yungas region of Bolivia. It is legendary for its extreme danger and in 1995 the Inter-American Development Bank christened it as the "world's most dangerous road".
One estimate is that 200 to 300 travellers were killed yearly along the road. The road includes crosses marking many of the spots where vehicles have fallen. Because of the extreme dropoffs of at least 600 metres, single-lane width – most of the road no wider than 3.2 metres and lack of guard rails, the road is extremely dangerous. Further still, rain, fog and dust can make visibility precarious. In many places the road surface is muddy, and can loosen rocks from the road.
The danger of the road ironically made it a popular tourist destination starting in the 1990s, drawing some 25,000 thrillseekers. Mountain biking enthusiasts in particular have made it a favourite destination for downhill biking since there is a 64-kilometre stretch of continuous downhill riding with only one short uphill section. There are now many tour operators catering to this activity, providing information, guides, transport and equipment. Nevertheless, the Yungas Road remains dangerous. At least 18 of these cyclists died on the ride since 1998.
Explored: Highest Position: 334
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: AFTER THE CONCERT (6 of 9): Shin and Near /
DESPUÉS DEL CONCIERTO (6 de 9): Shin y Near
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 107 of 184) PAG: 01, 02, 03, 04, 05, 06, 07, 08, 09, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15, 16, 17, 18, 19, 20, 21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28, 29, 30, 31, 32, 33, 34, 35, 36, 37, 38, 39, 40, 41, 42, 43, 44, 45, 46, 47, 48, 49, 50, 51, 52, 53, 54, 55, 56, 57, 58, 59, 60, 61, 62, 63, 64, 65, 66, 67, 68, 69, 70, 71, 72, 73, 74, 75, 76, 77, 78, 79, 80, 81, 82, 83, 84, 85, 86, 87, 88, 89, 90, 91, 92, 93, 94, 95, 96, 97, 98, 99, 100, 101, 102, 103, 104, 105, 106, 107,108, 109, 110, 111, 112, 113, 114, 115, 116, 117, 118, 119, 120, 121, 122, 123, 124, 125, 126, 127, 128, 129, 130, 131, 132, 133, 134, 135, 136, 137, 138, 139, 140, 141, 142, 143, 144, 145, 146, 147, 148, 149, 150, 151, 152, 153, 154, 155, 156, 157, 158, 159, 160, 161, 162, 163, 164, 165, 166, 167, 168, 169, 170, 171, 172, 173, 174, 175, 176, 177, 178, 179, 180, 181, 182, 183, 184.
FOTOSTORY: In English / En Español
Shin: Why do I need this?
Near: Don't you want it? ó_ò I thought you'd like to enlarge your family and pick a little brother for Rudi, so you can play with both... ^__^
/
Shin: Para que quiero yo esto?
Near: No lo quieres? ó_ò Pensaba que te gustaría ampliar tu familia y darle un hermanito a Rudi. Así podrías jugar con los dos... ^__^
LINKS:
- Las FOTOHISTORIAS de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
El lago de Bañolas es el lago más grande de Cataluña (España), en la provincia de Gerona. Es el principal símbolo de la ciudad de Bañolas. El lago y su cuenca lacustre son considerados el conjunto cárstico más extenso de la España, constituyendo un sistema medioambiental de notable valor. Situado en el oeste del término municipal de Bañolas, fue declarado por la Generalidad de Cataluña como zona integrante del Plan de Espacios de Interés Natural. En 2003 se incluyó en la lista Ramsar de Zonas Húmedas de Importancia Internacional, solicitándose por varios colectivos la instauración de un Parque Natural. El lago de Bañolas es de origen tectónico y cárstico. Se formó en la época cuaternaria, hace unos 250.000 años. Los movimientos tectónicos producidos por la formación de los Pirineos abrieron la falla del Ampurdán. La erosión y otros fenómenos geológicos crearon la zona lacustre. El primer lago de Bañolas tenía una extensión muy superior a la actual, inundando las riberas unos 6 u 8 metros por encima del nivel actual de las aguas. Muchos científicos sostienen que el origen de las aguas del lago está relacionado por las pérdidas de los ríos Ter y Fluvià. Los estudios llevados a cabo en el siglo XX demuestran que el lago se alimenta de manera subterránea de los acuíferos provenientes del norte y de oeste, en la zona de la Alta Garrotxa. El agua del lago de Bañolas proviene de la Alta Garrotxa, donde se filtra y discurre a través de una serie de canales subterráneos conectada con los acuíferos. El agua sale al exterior en tres niveles diferentes formando la cuenca lacustre, que se compone de los riachuelos de Espolla y Usall, la laguna de San Miguel de Campomayor y el lago de Bañolas, pero también discurre agua superficial hacia el lago, a través de los riachuelos naturales de Estunes, Vilà, Deus, Marquès, Tanyers, Castellana, Can Morgat y Lió, que suponen el 10% de las aportaciones totales de agua al lago.
En 1992 fue acondicionado para la celebración de las competiciones de remo de los XXV Juegos Olímpicos. Dotándolo de instalaciones temporales: la pista de remo en sí, gradas provisionales para 4.500 personas sentadas, una torre de 14 m para las cámaras y el foto finish y las instalaciones del Club Natació Banyoles fueron usadas como centro administrativo y de servicios. En 2004 fue el escenario del Campeonato Mundial de Remo.
Snow falls on El Alto.
El Alto is the sister city of La Paz, right next to it but above, in the altiplano. While La Paz expands downwards along the valley, with the richest population leaving in the lowest parts, El Alto is growing further from it, peopled by poor immigrants from the highlands.
Merci de lire les explications en début d'album / Please read the explanations at the beginning of the set
Shooter: Il COE -- Tommaso Coerini [aggiungimi su Facebook]
Post Producer: Il COE
Model & Performer:
- Francesca "La Scaccia" Rodella
- il COE
- Patrick Savinelli
- Diego Piovani
Make & Hair Styling: Everyones thought himself
Location: Da Laghetti "Paradiso Terreste" di San Giuliano
Gears: Canon 5D Mark II + Canon 16-35 LII mm (the "Plasticone")
Stuff: Manfrotto 190XPro-B + Ball Head 486Rc2
Settings: ISO100
Strobes: 2 x Nissin Di866
Strobe Position:
- 1 x Nissin Di866 camera left
- 1 x Nissin Di866 camera right
Processing:
a) "Trekking in Mountain" Hard Boiles Photoshop EXTREME II [maybe more than 40 levels...]
b) COE's Magic Post-Processing touch©
- (the only one original "COE's magic touch"...all the other "Touches"...are simply REAL FAKES! ;)
- (il solo, originale, Magic Touch© è quello del COE...tutti gli altri "Touch" sono semplici IMITAZIONI! ;)
Drugs taken: Freesh Mountain Air + Holyday freetime relaz
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This ensemble of the two buildings represents one of the top achievements of Hungarian Art Nouveau in architecture and ornamental art, located in Târgu Mureş, Romania.
Palace of Administration (on the left, with the 55 m high tower) was built in 1906-1907 as a town/city hall (and was used this way as far as the 1950s, when it has become the headquarters of the Romanian communist party for forty years; from 1990 it belongs to the county prefecture).
The right one, Palace of Culture was built a few years later, between 1911-1913. Both buildings were designed by the Budapest-based ardhitects, Marcell Komor and Dezső Jakab, the right one was planned to be a 2-story building, but according to the local legend, György Bernády, the legendary mayor of the town of his age, who had comissioned the building, spent a few weeks in the United States then, and following his personal impressions wanted to have a higher construction than the original plans. Thus the building with the extra level added could house a concert hall with a capacity of 800, a smaller hall with 300 seats, a 45 m long Mirror Hall (rather a wide corridor suitable for different social events), a gallery, a museum and a library. (Note, please, that this capacity must be compared to the total population of 25.517 according to the census of 1910 held in the town - the first cathedral was inaugurated in the 1930s.) A lot of cultural-educational activities are still going on in the building, and it was always used for cultural purposes, even in the darkest times.
The ornaments (roofs, stained glass windows, mosaics, sculptures, facades etc.) were made by the leading Hungarian artists of the age, e.g. Aladár Körösfői-Kriesch, Miksa Róth, Ede Kallós and many more, and the most modern artistic tecnologies were utilized during construction.
Restoration works of the two rather decayed edifices were carried out in 1995-1998 and 2003-2007, respectively. While Palace of Culture was refurbished more or less according to the very original state (and is opened to the public), most of the outdoor and indoor ornaments of Palace of Administration has been removed (e.g. all plaques referring to the original construction, stained glass-windows introducing great scenes of Hungarian history, a portrait gallery of the Hungarian past etc.), or hasn't been replaced as carefully as in the case of Palace of Culture. Palace of Administration cannot be accessed by visitors.
See a closer view of Palace of Culture.
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Preparing already for a full week of photography in London! Keywords: Ultra wide angle, HDR and (especially at) night! Going alone, exploring parts of London I've never been to - by bike!
Can't wait for March!
This shot was from my last visit back in May 2010. University of Greenwich, Queen's House plus Royal Observatory in the back - taken from one of those speedy commuters boats. Loved it!
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Date: Taken on May 8, 2010 at 19:26 h / 7.26pm CEST
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Exposure 0.02 sec (1/50)
Aperture f/7.1
Focal Length 26 mm (Nikon 18-200mm VRII)
ISO Speed 200
fr: Après midi ensoleillée sur Eus, Conflent, Pyrénées Orientales, France
HDR from 3 different exposures - various curves and saturation adjustments
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History: Eus smells of the aromas of orchards, ancient olive groves and guarrigue. Built in a terrace shape, sheltered from the wind, its name comes from the green oaks (yeuses) that border the village.
Conceived for defence, Eus successfully repelled the French in 1598 and the Spaniards in 1793. St Vincent’s church (18th century) stands where a Roman camp used to be. The roman-style chapel is dedicated to the saint patron of wine-makers. It opens onto a 13th marble porch. (source: www.cometofrance.com)
Histoire: Entre la vallée du Conflent et le mont Canigou coiffé de neiges éternelles, cette magnifique petite cité fut construite dans un but défensif sur un mamelon jadis dominé par le château des comtes de Cerdagne.
Conçu pour la défense, Eus a repoussé en 1598 les français et en 1793 l'armée espagnole qui dominait alors le Conflent. L'église St Vincent du XVIIIe siècle se dresse à l'emplacement du camp romain qui surveillait la voie allant de Terrenera à la Cerdagne, et de Notre Dame de la Volta, ancienne chapelle du château bâtie au XIIIe siècle. A l'entrée d'Eus, la chapelle romane est dédiée au patron des vignerons et à St Gaudérique. Elle s'ouvre sur un porche du XIIIe siècle en marbre rose de Villefranche de Conflent. (source: Villages de France)
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The working day on Brunette Downs station begins well before dawn. The cook is cranking out a hot breakfast from about 4.15 a.m. By sunrise, the boremen and the grader drivers are heading out; the mechanic’s wondering which engine to fix first as the pilot taxis down the runway, watched only by kangaroos; and the ringers are in the saddle (horse and motorbike) mustering at the yards or with helicopters in distant paddocks.
Coutesy of Australian National Geographic
“That’s just working with nature,” Brunette’s manager Henry Burke says, explaining the early call. Cattle are more active when it’s cool. No animal, two or four legged, is eager to put one foot in front of the other when the sun is on high grill out here.
Covering 12,212 sq. km of the Barkly Tableland, in the Northern Territory, Brunette Downs is one of Australia’s largest cattle stations and bigger than some countries. It’s one of several Barkly properties owned by the Brisbane-based beef-producing Australian Agricultural Company (AAco), which controls 77,000 sq. km – about 1 per cent of Australia’s land area – across Queensland and the NT.
Brunette runs 72,500 head of cattle, including the 6500 bull-breeding herd, and lies about 430 km north-west of the mining metropolis of Mount Isa, a dusty six-and-a-half-hour drive, and 350 km north-east of Tennant Creek’s bare-essentials hospital. In between, civilisation holds on by the skin of its teeth. A sign at the top of Brunette’s 10 km long driveway proclaims Sorry No Fuel, although 120,000 L of diesel are stored on-site. A cattle station’s first obligation is to its own community.
About 52 people work and live at Brunette during the reliably dry March–November ‘on’ season. Most are young, single and male: those who aren’t understand that here stockmen rule and the rest serve. Station employees receive free housing and food and a daily wage that starts from $150 a day for those aged over 21.
Fringed by horse yards, workshops, generators, dry stores and cool stores, and serviced by fleets of small aircraft and large vehicles, including a road train, Brunette is more oasis township than lonely outpost. Its neat rows of offices and company houses are linked by well-watered lawns, rose beds, trellised bougainvillea and mature trees. At the centre of the complex are blocks of dormitory accommodation, a health clinic, butchery, commercial-grade kitchen and the social club – an open-sided shed where alcohol from a lock-up bar is served for one hour at sundown. The illusion of connectedness is powerful: common rooms and offices have internet access and TVs, and the workers’ quarters have phones. Beyond the boundaries of this small community, it’s flat for as far as the eye can see and all the clichés about heat, dust and flies stick.
Courtesy of The Australian National Geographic
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Making a tribute for my dear friend Beate is like “eine harte Nuss knacken” which translates into English as “a tough nut to crack”. This has nothing to do with her wonderful personality – I tell you about this later – it refers only to finding the right picture for her as she is such a talented and versatile photographer showing us so many different moods, motifs and styles. But I have my special tools: www.flickr.com/photos/fotony/3258574567/.
So we soon come to the first of Beate’s passions: Taking wonderful pictures of all kinds of lovely objects like Murmeln www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/4054772442/in/set-721576226... (funny), shells www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/4322952494/in/set-721576232... and memory cards www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/4294970689/in/set-721576232... . An absolute hit was here stunning nightly yellow phone box making it to the front page of Flickr www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/4255740459/in/set-721576232... and having more than 100 fav stars now!!!!
Something else Beate loves to do are blurry and fuzzy pictures like this one www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/3948085395/in/set-721576229... or showing us most amazing shadows and lights www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/4194141332/in/set-721576224... .
Most of all I think Beate is interested in people and you find some wonderful portraits in her stream www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/4100309979/in/set-721576225... . A must you have to see is her recent album about people in carnival www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/sets/72157623447834238/ . Really one picture better than the other showing the human joyful side of life.
And now to Beate herself. There are many reasons for being lucky to having Beate as a contact or friend. First of all she loves to comment, moreover she is always extremely fast in commenting. Then she’s got lots of humor on the one side but she is a also a very deep thinking person on the other side as well. She loves reading poetry and adds very thoughtful rhymes underneath her pictures. When living in Europe and you can’t sleep very well at night Beate will be there for you as she is working at night in a home for disabled people. I am sure they love her in her working place. The experiences Beate is making there are also reflected in her pictures as they vary from pure joy www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/4396102725/in/set-721576233... to vulnerability and defense www.flickr.com/photos/_beate_/4356014566/in/set-721576233... .
So Beate today is special day for you: Happy Birthday – Alles, alles Liebe und Gute von der Flickr-Gemeinde!!! Maybe you can see the line in the sky on my picture over Bavarian fairytale landscape. Actually I told the pilot to make a heart in the sky. But he said he’s got his flying licence for just six months and it is too early for these kind of things. But the line is nice too as it perfectly symbolizes your wonderful Flickr-stream !!!!
Hilo de la Fotohistoria en Pullip .es: Sakura's Session /
La Sesión de Sakura
(Read in order, this is: SHOT/FOTO 01 of 03) PAG: 01, 02, 03.
FOTOHISTORY: In English / En Español
Naruto: S-sakura Chiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! XD
Sakura: ò_ó !!!
Naruto: Let me appear at your photos with you * ^ * !!
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Naruto: S-sakura Chiaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! XD
Sakura: ò_ó !!!
Naruto: Déjame salir contigo en tus fotos * ^ * !!
LINKS:
- Las FOTOHISTORIAS de Sheryl en el Foro de Pullips: Pullip .es
- Sheryl Photostories at Flickr
-Hilo en el Foro: miPullip - See more photos at: Renske‘s Flickr
Cette image fait suite à mon dernier (et premier de l'année) panorama enneigé. Pour être plus précis et d'une point de vu purement technique ce panorama,
viens même avant le précédent (White world) la photo ayant été prise en premier.
En effet Matiz et moi même avions pour but ce jour là de nous mettre en quête d'une petite jetée en bois faisant face au massif du Sancy. N'ayant pas fait de repérage au préalable et ne disposant que d'une fenêtre restreinte de météo clémente, il nous à fallu presser le pas, pour arriver sur les lieux in-extremis.
Le lac Chambon a été formé par le volcan le Tartaret qui a obstrué le lit de la Couze Chambon, il est situé à 877 m d'altitude, peu profond (4 m), mais assez vaste (60 ha). Ses rives sont très découpées, sauf au nord où une plage a été aménagée pour la baignade et les activités nautiques.
Un sentier permet d'en faire le tour en environ une heure. Une partie du sentier a été réaménagé en 2006 et des portions sur pilotis permettent de suivre la rive du lac en passant dans les zones marécageuses.
Au nord du lac Chambon se dresse une aiguille rocheuse, ancien vestige du volcan la "Dent du marais", dite "Saut de la Pucelle" :
Une légende raconte qu'une jeune bergère, pour échapper aux assiduités du seigneur, se serait jetée du haut de cet éperon rocheux, s'élevant à près de 100 m, et aurait miraculeusement atterri indemne. Elle se serait vantée de son exploit au village et, devant l'incrédulité des villageois, aurait voulu recommencer, mais cette fois se serait écrasée au sol...
Si nous n'avons pas croisé de villageois pratiquant le base jump, la neige et le froid en revanche eux en manquaient pas !
A bientôt
BrÖk
#Remerciements : Merci beaucoup pour cette belle après midi, ainsi que le véhicule tout équipé avec pilote gracieusement fournis ;)
#Sources : Wikipédia
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A propos
Lac Chambon,Auvergne, France
Prise de vue
EOS 5D MarkII - f/13 - 1/100 s - 100 ISO, Canon EF 17-40 f/4L IS USM @ 35mm
+ tête panoramique 360 précision Adjuste
Assemblage
- Assemblage de 5 vues format portrait, avec AutoPano Giga
Développement
- Recadrage en 2,5x1
- Conversion en N&B
- Ajustement du contraste avec l'outil niveau.
- Ajustement des hautes et des basse lumières avec un courbe en S (Pour rendre les blancs plus blancs et les noirs plus noirs)
- Correction de la luminosité et du contraste avec correction luminosité/contraste
- Accentuation de la netteté pour corriger le flou de l’objectif.
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This is one of three Lladro figurines which unfortunately was broken by my three year old niece on one of her daring escapades. This one sustained the most damage. My mom collects these and she was just heartbroken. My dad was able to glue her head seamlessly but the lower part of her body shattered. He tried to painstakingly glue the pieces together but it's almost impossible to mend the minute pieces. She was able to stand on her own feet again however, it left two gaping holes on her flowing gown. She holds a candle which represents hope. The hope that everything can heal and mend.. in time. She's shining brightly (thanks to photoshop) with all her glory. She is once again whole.
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Lionel Andrés Messi (Rosario, Argentina, 24 de juny de 1987) és un futbolista argentí, format a les categories infantils del F.C. Barcelona. Va debutar amb el primer equip del Barça en partit oficial en la temporada 2004-2005 i va començar a destacar a partir de la següent. Per les seves habilitats futbolístiques molts mitjans de comunicació l'han qualificat com el successor de Diego Armando Maradona.
La carrera esportiva de Lionel Messi arrenca l'any 1995 amb el Newell's Old Boys, club al qual va pertànyer fins a la temporada 1999-2000. Amb només 13 anys el jove jugador va travessar l'Atlàntic per venir a provar sort a Barcelona, on es va incorporar al Futbol Club Barcelona com a infantil.
Des de llavors Messi ha tingut una progressió espectacular per les diferents categories (Infantil A, Cadet B, Cadet A, Juvenil A, Barça C, Barça B i primer equip) en un temps rècord. Durant l'exercici 2003-2004, Messi va assolir, amb només 16 anys, el gran somni d'estrenar-se amb el primer equip en un partit amistós davant del Porto, que va servir per inaugurar el nou Estádio do Dragão.
Ja en la temporada següent, la de la dissetena Lliga, l'argentí va fer la seva estrena oficial amb el primer equip. Va ser el 16 d'octubre del 2004 en el derbi que el Barça va guanyar a Montjuïc (0-1). Les greus lesions de diversos jugadors del primer equip i el seu gran paper amb el filial van permetre que Messi fos un jugador habitual en les convocatòries.
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Lionel Andrés Messi (Rosario, Provincia de Santa Fe, Argentina, 24 de junio de 1987) es un futbolista argentino que juega como mediapunta o delantero por la derecha en el FC Barcelona de la Primera División de España y de la selección Argentina. Con nacionalidad argentina y un mínimo de dos años de residencia en España, Lionel Messi cumplía los requisitos exigidos por la ley para obtener la doble nacionalidad, conseguida en el 2005. Ahora goza de doble nacionalidad; argentino-español. Su familia paralelamente inició los trámites para obtener la nacionalidad italiana. En 2007 quedó segundo en la votación del FIFA World Player y tercero en la elección del Balón de Oro. En 2008 fue campeón de fútbol en los Juegos Olímpicos de Beijing 2008 con su selección. Es considerado por muchos el relevo de Maradona en la albiceleste, y uno de los mejores jugadores del mundo en la actualidad.