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Possibly one of the most photographed cars I have seen locally. Have been wondering about posting this one for sometime. My first car was a sedan version of this. Had planned to restore, but soon found other things to spend my money on.
Brompton, South Australia
Monday June 15th 1998
I could possibly be fading
Or have something more to gain
I could feel myself growing colder
I could feel myself under your fate
Well first let me start off by saying this entry was written on Tuesday morning. I was too pissed off, depressed and emotionally drained to take the time last night. I guess you could say I am in a bit of a tailspin right now - headed propeller first into the ground. I’ll get to it eventually…but first…yesterday was incredible (to begin with). I spent the whole day just hiking, walking and driving around the canyon. Then I sat at Mather Point for nearly six hours staring and thinking…Replaying the last eight years in my head - trying to understand how I got here. Then the sunset came. I didn’t think that it could get any better than the night before, but it did. With each minute and passing second the canyon shadows and colors changed - and the clouds refracted each new kaleidoscope of color. As the sun sank lower in the sky, the clouds grew dark and gray. It almost looked like rain was coming. The clouds were everything from fire red, to ocean blue, to deep purple - fading to gray. I am almost tempted to stay a few more days - but I know now that the time has come to move on.
After that amazing display of mother nature I headed towards the nearest pay phone to call N. Let the engines start sputtering…Well I called her and she was really, really happy to hear from me. So we got to talking and I could tell something was wrong - then she asked me. She wanted to know if I would be willing to accept her company on the rest of my trip if she would hop a greyhound and meet me in San Fran. At first I was all for it. I would love to have N.’s company on the road.
Then the conversation progressed. The “problem” I talked about earlier surfaced. It seems that she got a little drunk at a party this weekend and saw her ex there…at first she completely tore him apart screaming and yelling at him for the way that he has treated her - however by the end of it they took a walk together. Shit happened. And now I feel like I have been slapped across the face from 5000 miles away. I really wasn’t expecting that. So, I stayed up late last night thinking, actually laying on the hood of the Jeep staring up at the sky. If she loves her ex (which she confessed on the phone last night), then why the hell does she want to come out and join me? To escape? I don’t know. We talked last night about things that have been said between us in the past and it is confusing ground on which we stand. This all leaves me with a new dilemma. Basically, there is nothing to really return to back in Cold Spring. The glimmer of hope and happiness that I had back there is quickly fading into dust. - so what next? I’ve been considering stopping and looking for work and a place to stay in one of the small towns along the way. At least for a few months until I get things sorted out in my head.
After much thought on the prospect of having N. join me out here - I have decided no. I will not be a fallback or someone else’s escape. I am alone, but that’s fine. I have been alone for a long time and am too much of a lone soul to change that now. I feel like just driving for days or sitting here in the woods away from everything for a long while. It’s just a strange world - one minute I am staring into the Grand Canyon - the next I find myself down in the biggest hole of my life.
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Possibly founded as early as the eighth century AD this chapel has stood guard over Heysham Head for over a thousand years. The nearby stone graves are iconic - and quite unique in this part of north-west England.
V&A. Possibly the best decorated cafe in the world. #style
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Possibly Bright Horsefly, tho she doesn't seem to have the expected "extensive orange on abdomen" mentioned in Brocks book. Alternative suggestions welcome. Taken at Flanders Moss, (Scottish Natural Heritage Reserve), near Stirling.
Edit - Is Hybomitra montana. Thanks to Andrew Schild for identification.
Possibly my last image of a Fly Agaric mushroom for this year, only because I think you'll all be fed up of me showing them.... anyway I may or may not stick to my word.
Possibly the rattiest of the remaining Death Star SD70s, IC #1032, leads a CN painted sister and a GTW GP38-2 west on E251 at Bancroft.
Quite possibly one of my favorite butterflies is this one - the Paper Kite. Not only for their beauty and grace but also because when they land on something they usually stay put for a few seconds so you can see them clearly and enjoy their subtle beauty.
And it doesn't hurt that those few seconds also allows you to get a few shots of them posing so prettily.
Seen in the Cecil B Day Butterfly Center at Callaway Gardens.
Best when viewed Large. Just click on the image.
Possibly Pluteus inquilinus growing from very rotten timer, believed to be be conifer in Salcey Forest, Northants. First time I've encountered this spoecies.
Possibly Torymus auratas.
c.4mm. Found injecting its egg into a fresh gall, on the underside of an oak leaf.
These are the most common at present but with the recent rain dump, hard to tell what's around now.
I know that some have wondered why I might use my 60mm macro lens instead of the 105mm macro. It's simply that the lens length is too long and it blocks the AF-Assist Illuminator.
With the 105mm the subject needs to beyond 5 feet or it blocks the light. With the 60mm I'm about 8in out from the subject and it starts to work. The Z9 will focus with the 105mm much closer in low light than the Z7II.
Quite possibly one of the most underrated (and also quite fascinating) pieces of railroading in Central West Virginia is the former B&O Cowen Subdivision. Running between Cowen, WV and Grafton, WV.
It's ran by the Appalachian & Ohio Railroad today, with a quintet of GATX/GMTX GP38-2's and run through CSX power.
Sadly in this 2012 photo the ridiculously cool SD90MAC's were living out their final few years in service on the railroad. It was found to be cheaper to double and sometimes triple the grade at Frenchton than rather use the 90MAC's to shove the trains over the grade. I never got to see this railroad in action except for a late night visit in 2014 on my way to Spencer, NC - when we saw this same pair of 90's shuffling cars around the wye area. No pictures, sadly.
The engines are tied down in the Burnsville helper pocket, waiting for the next train to shove over the grades.
In 2016, traffic is varied by the demands of how much coal is needed where. If you're ever able to shoot this piece of railroad - DO IT.
The track in the foreground goes to the Elk River Railroad interchange at Gilmer Station, where even more sporadic movements occur. The track curving off to the right is the Cowen Sub main taking you on towards Cowen.
Mr. Scott Lothes has some absolutely incredible stuff on this fascinating piece of mountain railroading in his photosteam. I highly recommend that anyone reading this takes the time to check out. You will not be disappointed.
(*Possibly Weedstalk'r) at the Storm Detention Pond, near the west entrance to Thomson Marsh, Kelowna, BC.
If you have an interest in Auto-mobiles, why not take a look at my collect of images "here"
From the Achieves
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The Rolls-Royce 10 hp was the first car to be produced as a result of an agreement of 23 December 1904 between Charles Rolls and Henry Royce, and badged as a Rolls-Royce. The 10 hp was produced by Royce's company, Royce Ltd., at its factory in Cooke Street, Hulme, Manchester, and was sold exclusively by Rolls' motor dealership, C.S.Rolls & Co., at a price of £395. The 10 hp was exhibited at the Paris Salon in December 1904, along with 15 hp and 20 hp cars and engine for the 30 hp models. The 10 hp was a development of Henry Royce's first car, the Royce 10, of which he produced three prototypes in 1903. This was itself based on a second-hand Decauville owned by Royce which he correctly believed he could improve. In particular, Royce succeeded in making his car significantly quieter than existing cars. Unlike the Royce 10 which had a flat-topped radiator, the Rolls-Royce 10 hp featured one with a triangular top which would appear on all subsequent cars. The engine is a water-cooled twin-cylinder of 1800 cc enlarged to 1995 cc on later cars, with overhead inlet and side exhaust valves, and based on the original Royce engine but with an improved crankshaft. The power output was 12 hp (9 kW) at 1000 rpm. The car has a top speed of 39 mph (63 km/h). There is a transmission brake fitted behind the gearbox operated by foot pedal and internal expanding drum brakes on the back axle operated by the handbrake lever. Springing is by semi-elliptic leaf springs on both front and rear axles. It is a small car with a wheelbase of 75 in (1,905 mm) and a track of 48 in (1,219 mm). Rolls-Royce intended to make 20 of the cars but only 16 were made as it was thought that a twin-cylinder engine was not appropriate for the marque. The last 10 hp was made in 1906.Rolls-Royce did not provide the coachwork. Instead, the cars were sold in chassis form for the customer to arrange his own body supplier, with Barker recommended. Four are believed to survive: the oldest, a 1904 car registered U44, chassis 20154, was sold for £3.2 million (approx £3.6 million after commission and taxes) to a private collector by Bonham's auctioneers in December 2007; AX 148 from 1905, chassis 20162, belongs to the UK Science Museum Collection and is usually on display in the Manchester Museum of Science and Industry; and SU 13 chassis 20165 from 1905 belongs to Bentley Motors. A fourth car, chassis 20159 is believed to be in a private collection.
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Pollet, Fanad Head, County Donegal, Ireland
The Great Pollet Arch is a striking example of the sheer power of the Atlantic Ocean as it constantly carves the cliffs along the Irish coast for millions of years, as a result it has created this enormous, unique and famous rock formation “The Great Pollet Arch”
There are only around 3 such arches in Ireland and this is the largest and most impressive of them all. It is very hard to explain how magnificent this national treasure is until you are actually standing right in front of it in true awe & wonder at its natural beauty
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Possibly one of the best photography days of my life, so far. I took many, many shots of a couple of female Crossbills leading up to this set. At this point I was directly under her as she enjoyed the pine cones and kept a watchful eye on me. These are exported directly from Lightroom with little or no edits at all, in fact, I had to back off the lens to keep her in shot. A wonderful experience that she allowed me to share
quite possibly a hybrid like Dactylorhiza x grandis [ between Common Spotted-orchid / Dactylorhiza fuchsii ( Fuchs`Knabenkraut ) and Southern Marsh-orchid / Dactylorhiza praetermissa (Übersehene Knabenkraut) ].
due to it`s very large stature and dense flowers but this was a single orchid in a local green space ( I`ve visited for the very first time today) . Poole
With bonus male Swollen-thighed beetle / Oedemera nobilis ( Grüner Scheinbockkäfer )
Quite possibly the prettiest (and coldest) evening I've had at the Oregon Coast with a camera in my hand to catch it. Look at those spidery clouds! I love it when the sky is mirrored in the sand. It makes me feel like I'm walking through a sunset.
10mm - Hoya Moose Warming Filter - Galen Rowell 3-stop soft GND filter
Possibly the cutest Black Bear cub I've ever seen, she followed mom along the beach, never strayed too far, and obeyed orders (eg. scooted up a tree on command). This is a dangerous age for bears and she needs her protective mother until she's big and strong enough to survive on her own.
This shot is almost identical to my friend Melanie's - not surprising, as we were sitting side by side and the little one held her pose for a few seconds while our shutters whirred away in burst mode. There are slight differences in background, angle of view, and the amount of water dripping from those front claws; also different camera bodies and processing, so slightly different colour balance. But essentially we walked away with very similar images. And we're both happy.
More bears to come over the next few days. I'm looking out my window this morning at a little prairie village draped with fresh snow, the sky a grey smudge. Three months ago I was sitting on barnacle-encrusted beach boulders, fanned by cool sea breezes, watching for bears and jumping salmon, entertained by great blue herons and flocks of shorebirds and eagles wheeling through the blue sky above. Being fully alive is about living fully in the present, but it's possible to visit the recent and distant past without losing track of one's life trajectory. The other day I posted a shot of my brother from 1965. Sometimes it feels to me like everything is happening at once and life is more a mosaic than a linear progression. Comforting thought.
Photographed along the wild coast of British Columbia (Canada). Don't use this image on websites, blogs, or other media without explicit permission © 2018 James R. Page - all rights reserved.
possibly from the Paratoxodera family but we're not entirely sure. If anyone knows any different, do tell... :)
I thought that my little secret was safe…After all, who could possibly find out about my little misadventure this early morning….It all started as I forgot to put my clocks forward to British summer time, making me late riser this morning…….…..Having gulped a cup of tea down, and picked up my guitar and raced to the garage……And slid down the side of the car in my tight garage having placed the guitar in a safe out of harms way place first……It was at that time my phone rang with someone asking where I was as I was late……Thus putting me under more pressure to make up time, as I struggled into the car and fired up the engine slammed it into reverse and reversed straight into my safe place…..And despite my revving engine You could plainly hear the strings pinging as they snapped as the guitar was crushed……I quickly gathered up the remains and put them in the boot of the car and rushed off to my meeting, in the secure knowledge that things could have been worse…For considering that all of the CraZyGang were still very much into British winter time and had no intentions of moving into British summer time this cold morning thank goodness, and would not have been awake to see or hear a thing…..Meaning…… I would not have to face any awkward happy questions about the demise of the guitar when I got home……Or so I had thought….For it would seem that Millie has a story to tell!!!!...And tell it she did…...But at least I can console myself in the knowledge that at least Maysie-May and Halo look suitably unhappy to think that they might never hear me play again !!!!!!!!! I mean just look that face of Halo to prove my point...!!!!!!
Possibly a juvenile Linnet? Blending in among the shrubs on the National Trust's Foel y Mwnt, near Cardigan, Ceredigion, Wales.
23/02/2016; The Adriaan, a windmill wth possibly the most unpredictable vanes. The little wind that was present this evening was coming from the north to northeast, however the vanes were directed towards the south.
This weeks Macro Mondays theme is Citrus.
You always hear about the bad apple, but you never hear about the bad citrus. Surely there are consequences for bad citrus, possibly including the electric chair? It appears this Cutie segment has been bad, and has met such a fate.
Nothing special in this photo, it is exactly as it seems. 12,000 volts of electricity running through fruit.
Best viewed large.
HMM.
Possibly the first train up this line for nearly a month 37218 and 37425 operate 3J50 09:59 York Thrall Europa to Selby via Stocksbridge and Barrow Hill. See climbing up the old Woodhead railway line from Neepsend to Hillsborough (Wadsley Bridge) just behind Wardsend Cemetery. The cemetery is something else holding nearly 30,000 graves most dating back to the early 20th century and with woodland now spreading amongst the graves as it is doing on the old track bed either side of the remaining single track.
Possibly it is the most pathetic picture in my photo album, but every time I see it ... I can not stop laughing ...... Sorry!
Have a fantastic friday, and laugh with me! HFF!
... possibly even in the northern Trentino. Can anyone name this summit ? From a slide taken in summer 1967.
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