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Historical data

The first settlement core of Wolkersdorf was the "Old Market" to the west of the present course of the Brünnerstraße (Brno street) direction Ulrichskirchen. An exact age determination of the emergence of the "Old Market" is not possible, but the evidence points to the time just before 1050. However, it seems that even before a settlement whose provenance cannot precisely determinated has existed. The foundation is often associated with the legendary figure of a Wolfger, who allegedly was a Frankish follower of the Salian king Henry III. (from 1046 Emperor). After him, the naming of the place is supposed to be done, but it is rather to presume that the place-name, as in other places in the Weinviertel, also can be explained from the settlement history and it's the case of a secondary place name, which refers to the surroundings of the actual Nuremberg.

The castle buildings in its present location - about a whatsoever former noble residence in the "Old Market" can only be speculated - in the first half of the 13th Century was built, as well as the "new market" was born. The Lords of Wolkersdorf who called themselves after the place were emerged from a lesser branch of the lords of Ulrichskirchen.

A close binding to the Babenberg Duke House in the connection with the third Crusade should have emerged, which has been rumored frequently, but it is not possible for various reasons. If the close binding to the Babenberg Court, which in the 13th Century undeniably has existed, really through joint crusade participations came off, this only can be the case of the so-called "German Crusade" under the Emperor Henry VI., however, this was canceled very quickly due to the death of Henry.

Thither also suggest other evidences, such as today's Wolkersdorfer city coat of arms, consisting of ​​the colors of the burgraves of Nuremberg (Black/Silver). Even the oldest surviving deed of gift for Wolkersdorf end of the 13th Century comes from the Nuremberg burgraves, the fief relationship but already seems to have existed far longer.

The nobility of the Wolkersdorfer after the extinction of the Babenberg in the 70s of the 13th Century stood in opposition to King Ottokar of Bohemia, what made him object of a mention in Grillparzer's drama "King Ottokar's Fortune and End".

After the nobility of the Wolkersdorfer had left the place, there were frequently changing owners, among them the Dachsberger and the Starhemberger. Since 1481 and completely in 1538 was the domination Wolkersdorf owned by the Habsburgs and was following the testament of Queen Anne in 1547 the Wiener Hofspital (Court Hospital of Vienna) incorporatedl and belonged even after its repeal in 1782 to the endowment fund of the Hofspital until the purchase by Hugo Graf Abensperg-Traun in the year 1870. In 1884, the Wolkersdorfer Savings Bank acquired the castle, in 1967 it became the property of the former market town, since 1969 the municipality of Wolkersdorf.

In the eventful history of the place it came in the wake of the sieges frequently to devastations, such as in 1275 in the course of the siege by King Ottokar of Bohemia, in 1458 by the Bohemian King George of Podebrad or 1605 by the Calvinist Prince of Transylvania Stephan Botchkay. In the course of the Thirty Years' War it were mainly the Swedes under Field Marshal Torstensson Lienhart by which Wolkersdorf was affected. 1809 finally Napoleon's troops burned a portion of the "Old Market" down. 1866, the Rußbach (brook) was the demarcation line between Prussia and Austria, thus separating Wolkersdorf into a northern Prussian and a southern Austrian part.

Wolkersdorf was in the first half of the 14th Century raised to market; 1436 with Lewpolt Gerngrass first a citizen of the market Wolkersdorf documentarily is mentioned. Under King Albert II 1439 the district court Wolkersdorf by transfers from the regional courts Marchegg and Korneuburg was created, as the name suggests, the High Court was located on the Judgment mountain. Sometimes Wolkersdorf even had three judges, one for the "Old Market", one for the "New Market" and one for the approximately 1784 emerged 'settlers line" (New Line), today the Kaiser-Josef-Straße.

A school in Wolkersdorf is first mentioned in 1446. 1460 took place the meeting of the Lower Austrian estates in Wolkersdorf.

Of importance to Wolkersdorf was already in the Middle Ages a trade route that ran from Vienna, at Stadlau crossing the Danube, via Wolkersdorf, Gaweinstal and Mistelbach to Poysdorf and there reaching the old "Nikolsburger road", which was the forerunner of the in 18th Century developed Brünnerstraße. Through the construction of the Brünnerstraße under Joseph II Wolkersdorf quickly developed into the largest settlement of the beginning hill landscape of the Wine Quarter and in 1870 it was connected to the railway network.

Promoted business settlements of the municipality from 1960 made ​​Wolkersdorf to an important economic center. This position was taken into account on 22 June 1969 by elevating Wolkersdorf to the status of the city. In the years 1966-1972 Wolkersdorf grew through the association with the communities Riedenthal, Münichsthal, Pfösing and the market town of Oberndorf.

Intensive infrastructure projects were formative for the 70s and 80s. In 1978, the Provincial Government of Lower Austria founded the industrial center Lower Austria Nord/Wolkersdorf to the south of the Ostbahn (eastern railway) and to the east of Brno road. Intensive residential construction activity, active youth work and the development to school center shape the face and character of the city as a gateway to the Wine Quarter.

Wolkersdorf successfully puts up the gap between urbanized and rural structure. The result is a high quality of life - with high developed infrastructure, diverse recreational spaces, rest areas and green spaces in and around Wolkersdorf. The proximity to Vienna as well as the pronounced Weinviertler cultural landscape attract many guests to Wolkersdorf .

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We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Arron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Arron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

Blackrock covers a large but not precisely defined area, rising from sea level on the coast to 90 metres (300 ft) at White's Cross on the N11 national primary road. Blackrock is bordered by Booterstown, Mount Merrion, Stillorgan, Foxrock, Deansgrange and Monkstown.

Blackrock is a large commercial centre with cafes, restaurants, boutiques, hairdressers and barbers, a tattoo and piercing studio, pharmacies, supermarkets, art galleries, antiques and home improvements outlets as well as bars such as The Breffni, Jack O'Rourkes, O'Donohues, Flash Harrys, Conways, The Wicked Wolf and the Ten Tun Tavern.

The Blackrock Shopping Centre was built in 1984 by Superquinn who managed the development and are the anchor store. Superquinn has now become Supervalu.

There are many high street finance branches for AIB, Bank of Ireland, EBS, National Irish Bank, Ulster Bank and the Blackrock Credit Union. Permanent TSB closed their Blackrock branch in March 2010 but retain their administrative offices on Carysfort Avenue.

There are many office buildings that house large corporations such as Zurich Financial Services and AIG, and car dealers such as Carroll & Kinsella Motors, Maxwell Motors (generally BMW) and Eco Aer (eco electric vehicles).

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Aaron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Aaron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Arron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Arron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Arron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Arron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

This Five second long exposure was taken at an altitude of Forty one metres, in the magic of Twilight, prior to Sunrise which was at precisely 04:47am, at 02:01am on Thursday 3rd July 2014 off Lullingstone Lane next to the Lullingstone Roman Villa and overlooking the field adjacent to Eynsford Viaduct in the village of Eynsford, Kent, England.

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Photograph taken at an altitude of Five metres, in the magic of the Golden hour around sunrise, (Sunrise was at precisely 06:50am), at 05:29am on Friday 5th September 2014 off 1st Street, between Beacon Avenue and Bevan Avenue, from the concourse above the shoreline in beautiful Sidney by the sea on Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada.

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Nikon D800 135mm 1/500s f/2.8 iso100 RAW (14 bit) Mirror up. AF-S single point focus. Manual exposure. Matrix metering. Auto white balance.

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I think this is some pretty amazing video of seeing the earthquake in action from the satellite imagery normally used for observing weather / clouds. You can see at precisely the time of the earthquake a dust / smoke cloud suddenly appears and over time rises high in the atmosphere and travels a great distance east and north.

The earthquake happened at 3:40 pm local time (or 15:40 on the 24 hour clock). Here you see the satellite image at taken at 3:30 (22:30 on Universal Time Clock) then on the next photo taken at 3:45 (22:45) you see a distinct sudden cloud appear in the photo along a long line, many miles long running in a northwest -southeast diagonal. It is also the exact spot on the map USGS is saying that is the epicenter for the earthquake.

(ok, it may be hard to see the first time, you have to look closely and maybe view it a few times, but then it becomes clear.)

Then for each satellite image taken every 15 minutes later, you can see the cloud expanding with the wind. It was obviously a very Large cloud and amount of dust / smoke to be taken into the atmosphere in order to show up from the view from outer space. Can you imagine being there at the time? The epicenter is far from the population centers where we get all the reports of people being affected and damage.

I wouldn't mind traveling to the epicenter myself. I've travelled many times to that part of mexico and I've got lots of photos on flickr of my travels to that general area. I just hope all our friends in Mexicali are ok, and no damage to their homes. Or injuries.

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Aaron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Aaron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

This photograph was taken in the magic of The Golden Hour around Sunrise, (Sunrise was at precisely 07:56am), at an altitude of One metre, at 07:51am on Sunday January 11th 2014 off Botany Road and Marine Drive, on the sandy shoreline of Botany Bay in Broadstairs, Kent, England.

I set off at 05:30am on a very chilly morning, around two degrees, and a bracing wind that pounded flesh and bones, but well worth the one and a half hour journey there to enjoy a lovely sunrise. The seven bays in Broadstairs consist of: (From south to north) Dumpton Gap, Louisa Bay, Viking Bay, Stone Bay, Joss Bay, Kingsgate Bay and Botany Bay.

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Although admittedly not a particularly remarkable sunset, this image is a reprise of another picture taken by me and posted six months previously, from the same location, and for precisely the same reason. My description of the other photo is incorporated here by reference, as whatever I could say here would be substantially the same as what I wrote that time. Suffice it to say that I wasn't able to hear a lot over the telephone, but what I did hear was pleasant and edifying. I hope to be able to attend the Madsens' gathering in person the next time it is held, in April of 2007. (This image, by the way, differs from the previous one in two respects. First, our palm tree has been trimmed since then, although it looks like it might need it again soon. Second, this photo was taken in October, with the sun a bit further south in its journey along the ecliptic.)

There are a couple of things I can add this time, however. First, while I listened in, I frequently heard birds chirping over the telephone, and for a few minutes figured the Madsens must have decided to buy a couple of cockatiels as well, following my example. After a while, however, I noticed that the Madsens' birds chirped and squealed a fraction of a second after one of our birds emitted an identical chirp or squeal. In other words, our birds' noise echoed over the telephone, although I am not sure whether Barney and the others at his end heard any of it.

The other item is this. My wife was cooking dinner while I was listening in to the post-Conference wrap-up. At one point she walked out the front door, only to return less than a minute later, which I thought rather unusual for her. Then she appeared upset or annoyed about something, and I wondered if it was my fault somehow. Later I found out that it wasn't, but when I learned what had happened, I couldn't blame her for being a little upset. She and Vanessa had gone to the store late the previous evening, which was Saturday. I went to bed while they were gone, and must have fallen asleep almost immediately because I never heard them come home. As it turned out, while in the course of preparing our meal, Sheila discovered that about $25.00 worth of meat, which she had purchased the night before, was missing. She finally went out to the car looking for it. The high temperature that day in the Phoenix area had been about 100 degrees, so she opened the trunk of our car, and -- well, the odor told her immediately that the meat was no longer edible. They had somehow overlooked it when bringing in the groceries after that little Saturday-night excursion to Fry's supermarket.

So much, then, for my Conference weekend, which as always was memorable, and a spiritual feast as well -- even though the more literal, material feast ended up being something less than it could have been.

Taken at precisely 12:41 on a Friday afternoon, my records state this was a southbound coal train, but today I'm wondering if maybe it was actually a household waste train that we used to see from time to time.

Anyway, 56001 was to last a further 5½ years in traffic before withdrawal came in September 1996. She was cut up at Cardiff Canton TMD by contractors MRJ Phillips during May 1997. RIP.

Diorama: hout, glas, panelen, gips, karton, acryl, touw, metaal, opgezette muizen en vogels

Diorama: wood, glass, panels, plaster, cardboard, acrylic, rope, metal, taxidermic mice and artificial birds

GEM Den Haag 2011

Hij slaapt met een schetsboekje naast zijn bed, zodat hij ‘s ochtends in het schemergebied tussen slaap en waken, meteen zijn dromen kan noteren. Deze notities zijn het uitgangspunt van de fantastische werken die Marcel Dzama (Canada, 1974) maakt. De in New York werkzame Dzama is een veelzijdig kunstenaar die in een sprookjesachtige verbeeldingswereld op lieflijke wijze de meest gruwelijke onderwerpen aan de orde stelt. Hoewel hij in Noord-Amerika en Europa de laatste jaren veel tentoonstellingen gehad, is deze solo in het GEM, museum voor actuele kunst het eerste overzicht in Nederland van zijn diorama’s, tekeningen, sculpturen en schilderijen

A sketchbook lies at his bedside, so he can record his dreams as soon as he wakes up, still half-asleep. Its contents form the point of departure for the fantastical works of Marcel Dzama (b. Canada, 1974). New York-based Dzama is a multifaceted artist who conjures up an out-of-this-world imaginative universe in innocent-looking images addressing the most gruesome subjects. Although he has exhibited widely in North America and Europe over recent years, this solo show at the GEM, museum of contemporary art is the first ever presentation of his dioramas, drawings, sculptures and paintings to be held in the Netherlands

Exhibition Jean Tinguely - Machine Spectacle 1 Oct 2016 - 5 Mar 2017 in the Stedelijk Museum Amsterdam

Jean Tinguely is famous for his playful, boldly kinetic machines and explosive performances. Everything had to be different, everything had to move. Precisely twenty-five years after his death, the Stedelijk Museum opens a Tinguely retrospective: the largest-ever exhibition of the artist to be mounted in a Dutch museum.

The Swiss artist Jean Tinguely (1925–1991) played a key role in the rise of kinetic art in the fifties. With over a hundred machine sculptures, most of which are in working order, paired with films, photos, drawings, and archive materials, the presentation takes the public on a chronological and thematic journey of Tinguely’s artistic development and ideas, from his love of absurd play to his fascination for destruction and ephemerality.

The presentation features his early wire sculptures and reliefs, in which Tinguely imitated and animated the abstract paintings of artists such as Malevich, Miró, and Klee; the interactive drawing machines and wild dancing installations constructed from salvaged metal, waste materials, and discarded clothing; and his streamlined, military-looking black sculptures.

Tinguely’s self-destructive performances are a special feature of the Stedelijk presentation. The enormous installations Tinguely created between 1960–1970 (Homage to New York, Étude pour une fin du monde No. 1, Study for an End of the World No. 2, and La Vittoria) were designed to spectacularly disintegrate in a barrage of sound. The presentation also spotlights the exhibitions Tinguely organized at the Stedelijk, Bewogen Beweging (1961) and Dylaby (1962), and the gigantic sculptures he later produced: HON – en katedral (“SHE – a cathedral,” 1966), Crocrodrome (1977) and the extraordinary Le Cyclop (1969–1994), which is still on display outside Paris. The survey ends with a dramatic grand finale, the remarkable, room-filling installation, Mengele-Totentanz (1986), a disturbing display of light and shadow never previously shown in the Netherlands. Tinguely realized the work after witnessing a devastating fire, reclaiming objects from the ashes to piece together his installation: scorched beams, agricultural machinery (made by the Mengele company), and animal skeletons. The final piece is a gigantic memento mori, yet also an invocation of the Nazi concentration camps. Its juddering movements and piercing sounds evoke a haunting, grisly mood.

Jean Tinguely created his work as a rejection of the static, conventional art world; he sought to emphasize play and experiment. For Tinguely, art was not about standing in a sterile white space, distantly gazing at a silent painting. He produced kinetic sculptures to set art and art history in motion, in works that animated the boundary between art and life. With his do-it-yourself drawing machines, Tinguely critiqued the role of the artist and the elitist position of art in society. He renounced the unicity of “the artist’s hand” by encouraging visitors to produce work themselves. Collaboration was integral to Tinguely’s career. He worked extensively with artists like Daniel Spoerri, Niki de Saint Phalle (also his wife), Yves Klein, and others from the ZERO network, as well as museum directors such as Pontus Hultén, Willem Sandberg, and Paul Wember. Thanks to his charismatic, vibrant personality and the dazzling success with which he presented his work (and himself) in the public sphere, Tinguely was a vital figure within these networks, acting as leader, inspirator, and connector.

Amsterdam has enjoyed a dynamic history with Tinguely. The exhibitions Bewogen Beweging (1961) and Dylaby (1962), for which Tinguely was (co)curator, particularly underline the extraordinarily close relationship that sprang up between the museum and the artist. Not only did he bring his kinetic Méta machines to the Netherlands, he also brought his international, avant-garde network, leaving an enduring impression on museum goers who flocked to see these experimental exhibitions. Close relationships with Willem Sandberg, then director of the Stedelijk Museum, and curator Ad Petersen prompted various retrospectives and acquisitions for the collection: thirteen sculptures, including his famous drawing machine, Méta-Matic No. 10 (1959), Gismo (1960), and the enormous Méta

Padmanabhapuram Palace (Tamil: பத்மநாபபுரம் அரண்மனை, Malayalam: പത്മനാഭപുരം കൊട്ടാരം) is located in at Padmanabhapuram Fort, in Padmanabhapuram, Kanyakumari District, Tamil Nadu, India. Padmanabhapuram is the former capital city of the erstwhile Hindu kingdom of Travancore. It is about 20km from Nagercoil, and about 50km from Thiruvananthapuram, Kerala. The palace complex is inside an old granite fortress around four kilometers long. The palace is located at the foot of the Veli Hills, which form a part of the Western Ghats. The river Valli flows nearby.

The palace was constructed around 1601 AD by Iravi Varma Kulasekhara Perumal who ruled Venad between 1592 and 1609. It is believed that the Thai Kottaram was built in 1550. The founder of modern Travancore, King Anizham Thirunal Marthanda Varma (1706–1758) who ruled Travancore from 1729 to 1758, rebuilt the palace in around 1750. King Marthaanda Varma dedicated the kingdom to his family deity Sree Padmanabha, a form of Lord Vishnu and ruled the kingdom as Padmanabha dasa or servant of Lord Padmanabha. Hence the name Padmanabhapuram or City of Lord Padmanabha. In the late 18th century, precisely in 1795 the capital of Travancore was shifted from here to Thiruvananthapuram, and the place lost its former glory. However, the palace complex continues to be one of the best examples of traditional Kerala architecture, and some portions of the sprawling complex are also the hallmark of traditional Kerala style architecture. The Palace though surrounded entirely by the State of Tamil Nadu is still part of Kerala and the land and Palace belongs to the Government of Kerala. This Palace is maintained by the Govt.of Kerala Archaeology Department. This palace may be the best to visit in anybody's pleasure trip to Thiruvananthapuram, if you are interested in history.

STRUCTURES

The Padmanabhapuram Palace complex consists of several structures:

- Mantrasala; the King's Council Chamber

- Thai Kottaram; the Queen Mother's Palace, constructed before 1550

- Nataksala; the Performance Hall

- A four-storeyed mansion at the centre of the complex

- Thekee Kottaram; the Southern Palace

COUNCEL CHAMBER

King’s Council chamber is the most beautiful part of the entire palace complex. It has windows, with coloured mica, which keep the heat and the dust away, and the interior of the council chamber remains cool and dark. Delicate and beautiful lattice work can be seen all over the council chamber.

The floor is also beautifully done, with a fine and perfect finish. The floor is dark and is made of a mixture of varied substances, including burnt coconut shells, egg white and so on. The remarkable aspect is that this particular floor finish and texture could not be duplicated in any other construction.

QEEN MOTHER´S PALACE

Mother’s palace, designed in traditional Kerala style, is the oldest construction in the entire palace complex and is believed to be constructed around mid-16th century. True to the traditional Kerala style, there is an inner courtyard, called 'nalukettu'. In the inner courtyard, sloping roofs from all four sided taper down. Four pillars on four corners support the roof.

On the south-west corner of the mother’s palace, there is a relatively small room, called the chamber of solitude or 'ekantha mandapam'. The chamber of solitude has very beautiful and intricate wood carvings of every description all around. Of particular interest is a pillar of single jackfruit wood, with very detailed and beautiful floral designs.

PERFORMANCE HALL

This is a relatively new building, constructed at the behest of Maharaja Swathi Thirunal, who reigned in Travancore from 1829 to 1846. He was a great connoisseur of arts, especially music and dance. He himself composed music and has left a rich legacy to classical carnatic music.

The Nataksala or the hall of performance has solid granite pillars and gleaming black floor. There is a wooden enclosure, with peepholes, where the women of the royal household used to sit and watch the performance.

CENTRAL MANSION

The four-storied building is located at the centre of the palace complex. The ground floor houses the royal treasury. The first floor houses the King's bedrooms. The ornamental bedstead is made of 64 types of herbal and medicinal woods, and was a gift from the Dutch merchants. Most of the rooms here and in other parts of the palace complex have built-in recesses in walls for storing weapons like swords and daggers. The second floor houses the King's resting and study rooms. Here the King used to spend time during fasting days. The top floor (called upparikka malika) served as the worship chamber of the royal household. Its walls are covered with exquisite 18th century murals, depicting scenes from the puranas, and also few scenes from the social life of the Travancore of that time. Ths top floor was supposed to be Sree Padmanabha Swamy's room. This building was constructed during the reign of King Marthandavarma. He was also designated as Padmanabha Dasa and used to rule the Travancore kingdom as a servant of Sree Padmanabha Swamy.

SOUTHERN PALACE

The southern palace is as old as the ‘Thai kottaram’ (Mother's palace), which would make it about 400 year old. Now, it serves as a heritage museum, exhibiting antique household articles and curios. Collections of items give an insight into the social and cultural ethos of that period.

OTHER FEATURES

The Padamnabhapuram Palace complex has several other interesting features:

- The palace is located in Kanyakumari district of Tamil Nadu state but administered by the Government of Kerala state.

- The clock tower in the palace complex has a 300 year old clock, which still keeps time.

- A big hall now bare, which can accommodate around 1000 guests, and where ceremonial feasts were held, on auspicious occasions.

- A secret passage, now blocked, through which the king, his immediate family members, and their entourage could escape to another palace, located several kilometers away in the event of any emergency. Name of this palace is Charottu kottaram.

- A flight of steps leads to a bathing pond, which has lost its freshness due to neglect and years of disuse.

- The palace complex also has a section of curios and several interesting objects:

- An entire room filled with old Chinese jars, all gifts by Chinese merchants.

- A variety of weapons (which were actually used in warfare), including swords and daggers.

- Brass lamps, wood and stone sculpture, a variety of furniture and large mirrors made of polished metal.

- A gallery of paintings depicting incidents from the history of Travancore.

- A wooden cot made of up to 64 wooden pieces of a variety of medicinal tree trunks

- Polished stone cot, meant for cool effect

- Toilet and well

WIKIPEDIA

The Abbey of Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire , more precisely Fleury Abbey , is a Benedictine abbey which stands on the territory of the French commune of Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire in the Loiret department in the Centre-Val region of Loire .

The first monastery founded in the early Middle Ages in 651 was one of the first in Gaul to live according to the rule of Saint Benedict and the relics of Saint Benedict were transferred there. At the beginning of the 11th century , the abbey was one of the cultural centers of the West and then shone thanks to its important library and its scriptorium . After a fire in 1026, the current church was rebuilt and its porch tower occupied an important place at the beginning of the period dominated by Romanesque art , due to the high quality of the sculptures on the capitals.

The abbey church is classified as a historic monument . The site is located in the eastern part of the Loire Valley, a UNESCO World Heritage Site .

Location

Fleury Abbey is located in the territory of the commune of Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire , 650 meters from the north bank of the Loire and 114 meters above sea level, in the French department of Loiret and the natural region of the Loire Valley . The abbey church is accessible via Rue Orléanaise (departmental road 60), Rue and Place de l'Abbaye.

History

Introduction of the Benedictine rule in France

The origin of the Benedictine rule in France is described in the life of Saint Maur which is a forgery, written by Odo de Glanfeuil (en) in the 9th century 1 .

The bishop of Le Mans , during the lifetime of Saint Benedict , sent religious from his diocese to Monte Cassino to learn about the rule of Saint Benedict . On the day of Epiphany 542 , Saint Maurus left Monte Cassino and Benedict of Nursia. He spent the Easter period near Auxerre in a place called Font-Rouge near a solitary man called Romain who had given the monastic habit to Benedict of Nursia. He arrived with his monks in Orléans where he attempted, without success, to introduce the Benedictine rule at the abbey of Saint-Pierre-aux-Bœufs, which later took the name of Saint-Aignan note 1 . Following the death of the bishop of Le Mans , Saint Innocentus, and the refusal of his successor to receive Saint Maur, he remained in Orléans, then headed to Angers , where with the help of Count Florus, he created Glanfeuil Abbey . This is Odo's story, but it has no historical value 2 .

The first oratories

Under the episcopate of the Bishop of Orléans Leodegarius , the abbot of the Saint-Aignan collegiate church of Orléans , Léodebold, wished to introduce the rule of Saint Benedict into his abbey. Faced with the refusal of his monks, he decided to found a new abbey. For this he exchanged with the Frankish king Clovis II and the support of his wife Bathilde , favorable to the establishment of new abbeys, a property that he owned with the Gallo-Roman villa of Floriacum near Orléans and the edges Of the loire. The same year of his exchange, in 651, he sent monks, probably including Liébaut and Rigomaire , the future first abbots of Fleury, to found the new abbey. They probably initially used the old buildings of this royal possession. One of the oratories founded is dedicated to Saint Peter , the other to the Virgin Mary 3 , 2 .

The relics of Saint Benedict

Mommolin , the second abbot of Fleury, having a mystical vision of Saint Benedict , asked one of his monks, Aigulfe , to go to Italy and bring back to the abbey of Fleury the body of Saint Benedict which was then in the abandoned monastery of Monte Cassino . Aigulfe goes to Rome with monks from Le Mans who wish to bring back the relics of Saint Scholastica buried next to Saint Benedict. There he collected the bodies of Saint Benedict and Saint Scholastica. Despite the pope's opposition, the return of Aigulfe and his companions with the relics of Saint Benedict and Saint Scholastica to the abbey of Fleury took place inJune 655. The body of Saint Scholastica was then given to the monks who came from Le Mans. The body of Saint Benedict was first placed in the Saint-Pierre church then, finally, buried in the church dedicated to the Virgin Mary inDecember 655. The abbey then took the name of Saint-Benoît de Fleury or Saint-Benoît-Fleury. The date of this translation varies according to the authors: 653 for Mabillon, 655 for Dom Chazal, 660 for the Benedictines of the 17th century . The date of 660 might make more sense if we consider that the pope at the time of this transfer was Vitalian 3 .

Around 752-754, monks from the Abbey of Monte Cassino, accompanied by Carloman , came to the abbey accompanied by the Archbishop of Reims to take back the relics of Saint Benedict on the order of Pope Zacharias and King Pepin the Brief . Legend has it that a miracle by Saint Benedict meant that Abbot Medon gave the monks of Montecassino only a few bones from the body of Saint Benedict 3 .

In 887, a portion of the relics of Saint Benedict were given to the monastery of Perrecy-les-Forges dependent on the abbey of Fleury-Saint-Benoît. At the request of Pope Urban V , in 1364, they were sent to Montpellier , then in 1725, given to the Bec Abbey (Le Bec-Hellouin). At the request of the King of Poland Stanislaus Leszczyński , in 1736, a small part of the saint's bones was donated to the monastery of Saint Leopold, in Russia and after the French Revolution , donations of relics of Saint Benedict were more numerous

A first monastery founded in the High Middle Ages , theJune 27, 651, is then located in the Kingdom of the Franks 5 , 6 . This monastery is one of the first in Celtic Gaul to live according to the rule of Saint Benedict . The relics of Saint Benedict were transferred there by monks who went to look for the abandoned bones of their master, which is the origin of the current name of the abbey 7 .

The temporal is constituted, after Leodebold who gives in his will the domain of Fleury, around 670, the king of the Franks of Neustria and the Burgundians Clotaire III confirms to the abbey goods which will form the priory of Saint-Benoît-du-Sault , then the king of the Franks Thierry III made a donation near Bordeaux as Pepin I , Charlemagne 's father had done before him. Between 691 and 720, a royal prince offered vast domains in the diocese of Langres where the abbot of Saint-Benoît created a monastery under his authority. Before 720, the monks cleared land which formed hermitages in the forest of Orléans , in Sologne and on the banks of the Loire.

In the first years of the 9th century , the bishop of Orléans Théodulphe governed the abbey. He held high positions under Charlemagne and wanted education to be given to all those who held office. The monks of Saint-Benoît agree to teach the young nobles. He built the Carolingian oratory of Germigny-des-Prés .

In the 9th century , the situation was prosperous, the Frankish king Louis the Pious visited the monastery, confirmed the privileges including that of operating four boats on the Loire, exempted the abbey from all religious and civil jurisdiction and the priory of La Réole is returned to him. With the rise of feudalism , the stronghold of Fleury was divided into thirteen town halls including Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire , Guilly , Tigy , Germigny-des-Prés , Bray-en-Val and Châtenoy . The abbey has numerous serfs on its estates 3 .

In 845, King Charles the Bald visited the abbey. Around 853, the Normans went up the Loire and the monks received the monks from Touraine who fled with the relics of Saint Martin then left for Auxerre . The populations are in poverty, the fields are no longer cultivated and the crops are plundered. King Charles the Bald granted new domains to the abbey in the country of Mâcon, Autun and Chalon, including the domain of Perrecy-les-Forges which would become a rich monastery. He established the abbey law by separating the abbot's property from that of the monks.

The end of the 9th and the beginning of the 10th century was a period of weakening of religious discipline and decadence. King Carloman II visits the monastery which is in ruins, the convent buildings are no longer habitable, the church is devastated, the tomb of Saint Benedict is empty because the relics are in Orléans for security reasons. The king gives the order to repair the buildings and rebuild the church. The monks returned to the abbey in 883. A fort was built at the southeast corner of the monastery in 883.

Around 897, the Normans who still traveled the Loire with their ships returned to Saint-Benoît and plundered the monastery but the monks left with the body of Saint Benedict. After all these invasions we are witnessing the withering away of discipline

The new king Raoul of Burgundy elected in 922 knew Abbot Odon de Cluny and gave him the task of restoring the monastery on the banks of the Loire. The abbey of Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire, which is in the royal domain, becomes the propagator of the Cluniac reform . The introduction of the methods of Cluny revives perfect fidelity to the Benedictine Rule , silence, prayer, work, frugality, abstinence and the divine office celebrated with as much splendor as possible. The number of religious increased and the monastery model served as a reference and transmitted the reform to the monasteries of France, Lorraine , Rhineland , Flanders , Brittany and England . Among his novices, an Englishman, Oswald became archbishop of York and spread reform in England.

Two abbots made Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire one of the cultural centers of the West: Abbon (from 988 to 1004) 9 and Gauzlin (from 1004 to 1030). The abbey then shines thanks to its important library and its scriptorium , which produced works such as the Fleury Games Book . The successor of Odo de Cluny , Abbot Abbon (988-1004) 10 , 9 , is an Orléanais who fights to preserve the assets of the abbey which the bishop of Orléans Arnoult 11 disputes with him because, since the Council of Chalcedon of 451, the bishop has all power over the abbeys of his diocese, controls the election of abbots and can intervene if necessary. Abbon obtained the Roman exemption from Pope Gregory V which was confirmed by Pope Benedict VIII 12 . We owe him works touching on grammar, dialectics , cosmography , computing , mathematics, liturgy , canon law and ecclesiastical history .

In 1004, King Robert the Pious had the natural son of Hugh Capet , Gauzlin raised at the abbey, designated as his abbot. Donations poured in from the Count of Gascony, the Norman ducal family and several lords of Spain. William I of Bellême gives the abbey of Lonlay in Normandy, Abbot Gauzlin sends brothers there and a monk named William

The buildings suffered a fire in 1026. The current building was rebuilt under the leadership of Gauzlin, then abbot of Saint-Benoît, from 1027. The work began with the porch tower, construction of which began a few years earlier and who seems to have escaped the fire.

The apse , the crypt and the choir were completed and consecrated in 1108, allowing the burial in the sanctuary, the same year, of the King of France Philip I. The nave continues to reach the porch tower with Gothic arches . Most of the building was completed around 1218.

In 1130, the abbey experienced one of the most beautiful days in its history when Bernard de Clairvaux came to bless the alliance of the Roman Church and the Capetian Monarchy between Pope Innocent II and King Louis VI the Fat .

At the beginning of the 13th century the abbey had around 170 religious . Around sixty monks live at the monastery, 70 in the large conventual priories of La Réole, Perrecy-les-Forges and Saint-Benoît-du-Sault and 40 in the small priories. But in 1299, finances were in a critical state and the number of religious was limited to 45 in Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire, 24 in La Réole, 20 in Perrecy-les-Forges and 12 in Saint-Benoît-du- Sault

The weakening

At the end of the Middle Ages , the abbey of Saint-Benoît, like its peers, suffered a decline. The number of his possessions and their dissemination lead to disputes with the laity and material concerns. In 1335, life was difficult for religious people who were extremely frugal. During the Hundred Years' War , extraordinary contributions had to be paid while revenues declined.

In 1358-1359, the English garrisoned Châteauneuf-sur-Loire , ravaged the surrounding area, and devastated the buildings and the monastery church. A fire completed its destruction then in 1363, a band of Bretons forced the abbey to pay a ransom. Around 1369, new bands ravaged the country.

In 1372, the state of the monastery was lamentable due to a lack of money to restore it and there was great difficulty in having the property usurped during the period of unrest returned. In 1415, there were only twenty-four religious left.

In 1429, Joan of Arc and Charles VII passed through Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire on the road which connects the castle of Sully-sur-Loire and that of Châteauneuf-sur-Loire which remained in French hands. In 1443, a petition to the pope depicted calamities, incursions of warriors, epidemics and famine. Resources are so limited that nothing can be done about the buildings. With abbots whose election is the result of intrigue, the community is divided, rebellious and blames the abbots for the frugality in which it lives. In 1471, the Parliament of Paris imposed a reform but its effect did not seem decisive. Soon the abbacy will be nothing more than a title and its income a prebend 8

The commendation regime

The end of the 15th century was marked by the first commendatory abbots . From now on, the abbots will be great lords, royal favorites, rarely present and anxious to collect large profits. The life of monks becomes more secular than religious. The effective power and influence, both spiritual and temporal, on their destinies pass into the hands of the priors. The officers and particularly the cellarer tend to make profits and there are fewer monks. The order is the revenge of the episcopate against the system of exemptions.

The first two commendatory abbots are elected by the religious. Cardinal Jean VI de La Trémoïlle (1486-1507) restored the church and the convent buildings. Cardinal Étienne Poncher (1507-1524) separated the dormitories into cells and completed the abbey dwelling.

In 1515, the concordat between Francis I and Pope Leo X granted the king the appointment of bishops and abbots.

The monks refused to welcome Cardinal Antoine Duprat (1525-1535) and François I came in person to install him. He demolished the Saint-Michel tower, of which only the peristyle and the upper floor remained. With his successor the abbey suffered alienations but the king granted the bourgeois of Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire the rights of a town with the possibility of enclosing itself with walls.

With Cardinal Odet de Coligny -Châtillon (1551-1569) the treasure and the library were pillaged; he sides with the Calvinists . During the three following abbatiats, there was a total withering away of monastic discipline due to its isolation. Some abbeys joined together into a Gallican Congregation of Exempts.

Charles of Orléans (1584-1601), natural son of Charles IX, restored the monastery and the church destroyed by a fire but the unrest which shook the Orléanais led to numerous defections. There are only five clerics left armed by the League , the others are dispersed.

At the end of the 16th century the abbey's assets were squandered. After the conversion of Henry IV , the monks returned to the monastery but indiscipline was at its height

In 1618, the Congregation of Saint-Maur was founded, approved by Louis XIII and Pope Gregory XV in 1621. Very quickly several monasteries affiliated but many old religious resisted and were guaranteed an exceptional regime. The young people accept the reform with the ancient Benedictine observances: residence, silence, abstinence and the performance of religious services in their entirety. To this we add meditation and a great fervor for intellectual work.

Cardinal Richelieu , abbot of Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire from 1621 to 1642, introduced the Reform of Saint-Maur into the abbey. THEMay 26, 1627, the chapter decides that the old and the new will form two communities, each with its own prior. In 1660, there was only one elder left, there were twenty Maurists, including the prior and the sub-prior, and they undertook the work of recovery. To enhance the splendor of worship, they whitewashed the church and embellished it with new ornaments. They taught philosophy, theology and rhetoric and a library was established. They find old titles in the archives and restore alienated rights. This new income made it possible to restore the buildings and gardens, a new shrine for the relics of Saint Benedict cost 15,000 pounds and a building was constructed to house it

In 1645, the movement of the entrance door gave rise to the publication of a map exposing the project: Plan et Figure de l'Abbaye, & Villenie de St Benoist su Loire .

In 1712, the construction of a large building containing the regular places began: cells, refectory and common room, two new wings, one of which joins the transept of the church and the other leads towards the apse. They house the chapter house, the sacristy, the infirmary, the hostelry, the library and the other operational annexes. The facades are lined with terraces overlooking the gardens with a panorama towards the valley and the Loire.

Jansenism was introduced into the teaching of the abbey schools where philosophy, theology, Latin, Greek, Hebrew, physics, mathematics and history were studied. The religious refuse to renounce this doctrine despite the injunctions of the Bishop of Orléans .

Around 1760, recruitment for cloisters became difficult, literature and philosophy discredited religious vows and the public witnessed the decline of monasteries.

In 1789, in the registers of grievances of Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire, the parishioners asked King Louis XVI for the creation of a college run by the Benedictines, free for local children and paying for foreigners

In 1788, there remained in the monastery only around ten monks and around fifteen novices who no longer respected the austerity of their Order. The decree ofApril 6, 1792on religious communities forces them to leave the abbey. Two religious sign the constitutional oath and practice in Bray-en-Val and Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire, the other marries and remains in the village 16 .

Benoît Lebrun , a Parisian architect based in Orléans, purchased on 24 Fructidor Year IV all the buildings, 22 acres of land forming an enclosure surrounded by fishponds and attached to the abbey. He planned to install a factory there, but the project did not come to fruition. He also bought the church on the condition of rebuilding another one for the 900 parishioners of the town but exchanging it for that of Fleury. He demolished the buildings then sold the site to a local owner 16 , 17 .

Of the important library of several thousand works, only 231 volumes remain which are transported to the libraries of Orléans

From 1850, Félix Dupanloup , bishop of Orléans, wanted to reestablish monastic orders and in particular that of Saint Benedict. THEJanuary 6, 1865, he announced to the commune authorities the arrival of two Benedictines to administer the parish. The monastic community dispersed during the French Revolution of 1789 regained possession of the church but the real refoundation took place during the Second World War , in 1944, with the arrival of around ten monks from the Abbey of the Pierre-Qui-Vire in Saint-Léger-Vauban ( Yonne ) 3 , 18 .

The abbey, attached to an international union of abbeys and Benedictine houses called the Congregation of Subiaco , has 32 religious in 2017 and welcomes several hundred guests each year and nearly 100,000 visitors, tourists or pilgrims. The brothers make a living from sales in the monastic craft shop, from making monk-shaped candy, from hospitality and donations. Unlike the Congregation of Solesmes , the abbey of Saint-Benoît-sur-Loire has granted, since the reforms of Pope Paul VI , a large place for French during the divine office while retaining Gregorian chant at mass and for the main festivals

The monk designs intellectual education, then, the whole life of the spirit in relation to the encounter with God in the liturgy , prayer, meditated and prayed reading, memorization, recitation, infinitely repeated and internally ruminated commentary. . The love of letters is closely linked to this search for God 20 .

The abbey founded in 651 had the mission of establishing on the banks of the Loire the principles of the rule of Saint Benedict in a population where pagan beliefs persist despite the first attempts at Christianization . The Rule, which adapts to each country, can allow the elite to cultivate themselves, almsgiving is in the spotlight and the divine office is characterized by its variety and suggestive by its symbolism. This custom is widely distributed.

Liturgical life takes up a considerable place, the cultivation of the fields is ceded to lay people, the professions entrusted to servants and many religious are content with spiritual and intellectual activity

At the end of the 8th century , a reading room was set up and books were distributed, probably sermons and treatises by the Fathers of the Church . The monks copy manuscripts and are renowned for the quality of the calligraphy and illuminations , the style of which is also that of the Marmoutier Abbey (Tours) and which constitutes a school of the Loire distinct from that of Paris. From the 10th to the 12th century , the abbey hosted a large number of writers. Abbot Abbon writes treatises on all concepts. At the end of the 10th century the pope ordered a beautiful missal from the abbot . The treatise on the Miracula is written by four monks; it is a manuscript from the end of the 12th or beginning of the 13th century containing ten mysteries with musical notation which forms the outline of the Game of Saint Nicholas by the trouvère - minstrel Jean Bodel 21 , 8 , 22 .

At the end of the Middle Ages, intellectual activity waned and it was not until the 17th century that the Congregation of Saint-Maur was reformed that it regained new fervor. The monks work on the manuscripts and charters which fuel the great historical investigation of the French cleric and historian Jean Mabillon . In 1658, the archives were inventoried and historical notes written. Dom Chazal wrote, from 1697 to 1723, a work on the entire history of the abbey

Lúa Coderch’s intervention for the "Composiciones" programme brings a mysterious and improbable apparition to life in the home of the Club de Billar Barcelona. Beneath the Teatre Coliseum in Gran Vía there is a rainbow. Coderch guides sunlight and a spectrum of colours down into the underground gaming space with a series of precisely positioned mirrors and prisms, as if evoking the mechanics, geometry and artistry involved in billiards. Accompanying the rainbow is a turntable and a transparent vinyl record that can be used to play an audio recording of a female voice. This voice narrates and interprets what can be seen in front of us, and the process that led to its appearance. The title of her intervention, “The Rainbow Statement” (2016), refers to one of the verbal tricks used by fortune-tellers and clairvoyants in ‘cold reading’ an individual’s life or personality. Suggestively nebulous assertions maximize the chance of apparently specific and meaningful paranormal insights hitting the mark. “The Rainbow Statement” is either an experiment of the imagination or a phenomenon of optical science with which Coderch seems to have invented a form of psychic meteorology, or spectral physics. – Latitudes

Lúa Coderch (Iquitos, Perú, 1982) obtained an MA in Artistic Production and Research (2012) and a degree in Fine Arts at the Universidad de Barcelona (2010). Amongst her individual exhibitions are: ‘Night in a Remote Cabin Lit By a Kerosene Lamp’, Galería Àngels Barcelona (2015); ‘Or’, Fundació Suñol, Barcelona (2014–2015); ‘La parte que falta’, Galería Bacelos, Madrid (2014); ‘La muntanya màgica’, Espai 13, Fundació Joan Miró, Barcelona (2013–14). She has participated in the following group shows: ‘¿Por qué no lo llamas entropía?’, Edición 0 Encuentro de Cultura Contemporánea de Guadalajara, México (2015); ‘The World of Interiors’, The Green Parrot, Barcelona (2014), ‘El futuro no espera’, La Capella, BCN Producció (2014).

Coderch is represented by galería Bacelos (Madrid/Vigo) and àngels barcelona.

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“The Rainbow Statement” (2016) was commissioned for the second edition of the Barcelona Gallery Weekend as part of the “Composiciones” commissions programme.

Curated by Latitudes for the second time (see 2015 edition), "Composiciones" project further explores Barcelona as a rich fabric of the historic and the contemporary, the unfamiliar and the conspicuous. Resisting an overall theme, and instead developing from the artists’ responses to the specificity of each context—people as well as places—the five art projects form a temporary thread that links evocative locations and public space, running parallel to the Weekend’s exhibitions in galleries and museums.

In its second edition, "Composiciones" presents interventions by Lúa Coderch (Club Billar Barcelona); Regina Giménez (Antigua Fábrica de Can Trinxet, L’Hospitalet de Llobregat); Lola Lasurt (Biblioteca Pública Arús); Robert Llimós (connecting all the participating galleries) and Wilfredo Prieto (Unitat Muntada de la Guàrdia Urbana de Barcelona). Their projects offer moments of intermission, intimacy and bewilderment throughout the weekend, highlighting some lesser-known aspects of the city’s cultural heritage and municipal life.

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Photo: Roberto Ruiz / Courtesy: Barcelona Gallery Weekend.

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--Heisenberg, uncertainty paper, 1927

We know this fact, but do we understand it?

Crazy light and reflection turn this sidewalk into an interesting view. It is all about the light at precisely the right moment.

I don't know precisely when I made this sketch of Jeremy and me, but judging from the fact that it's in the margin of my Latin homework and I last took Latin sometime around 1997, it's rather old. Surprisingly, it's a pretty good representation of what we looked like back then: Jeremy in his plaid shirt and battered Doc Martens, me in my flowy skirt and long necklace, both of us with instruments in tow. It makes me smile.

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Aaron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Aaron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Arron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Arron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

Photograph taken at an altitude of Four metres, during the first vestiges of ambient light prior to the magic of the Golden Hour around sunrise (which was at precisely 04:51am), at 03:22am on Monday 7th July 2014, off Botany Road and the Viking Coastal Trail on the shoreline of Botany Bay, the Northern most of seven bays in Broadstairs, Kent, England.

The seven bays are (from south to north) Dumpton Gap, Louisa Bay, Viking Bay, Stone Bay, Joss Bay, Kingsgate Bay and Botany Bay.

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Photograph taken at an altitude of Six metres, during the first vestiges of ambient light prior to the magic of the Golden Hour around sunrise (which was at precisely 04:51am), at 03:14am on Monday 7th July 2014, off Botany Road and the Viking Coastal Trail on the shoreline of Botany Bay, the Northern most of seven bays in Broadstairs, Kent, England.

Here, I am standing knee deep in the warm and rapidly returning tidal water after a one hour drive to the coast that had me in the shower at 01:30am.The seven bays are (from south to north) Dumpton Gap, Louisa Bay, Viking Bay, Stone Bay, Joss Bay, Kingsgate Bay and Botany Bay.

This frame looks out towards the Thanet offshore windfarm, which was officially opened on September 23rd 2010 and was for a time, the largest offshore windfarm project in the world. The eight lines of turbines, one hundred of them in total, run north-west to south-east, covering a total area of 35sq km off Foreness Point near Margate. Each turbine is 115 metres high with 44-metre blades, and the project cost between £780-900million

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The important things I wanted to test with this simple setup were:

1) do these things work at all?

2) how strong are they (roughly)

3) how straight are the rods going to be?

4) how precisely will the "nut" move along the threads?

5) how fast can these things go?

I did get one of the actuators working, and it works great. It's strong enough to move whatever I'm going to give, which is great for only 5v. The rods were a little off-center, but I was able to gently bend them back to "straight enough." Whatever the nut gets clamped to will hold the rod firmly in place, so I'm not worried about that. The precision is tied to the speed. These are almost too precise for me. In fact, I'm going to go out on a limb and say they're most definitely more than I'll need. These are accurate enough to place grains of fine sand next to each other. According to the spec sheet, one step = a linear movement of .00012" (.003048mm), which is incredible.

In the stamp code, I left a variable delay between steps. If I set this to 0, the motor would sing, meaning it wouldn't move at all, but the shaft would vibrate in place fast enough to emit a high pitch tone. If I set it to 5, it moved slowly, but wasn't very strong. If I put in a delay of 10ms, I got what seemed to be the optimum movement, but here's the bad part. With a 10ms delay between steps, it took the nut over 256 seconds to move across its entire threaded rod, which is only about 6" long. That's over 4 1/4 minutes!

Hopefully I'll get better results with the PIC microcontroller. Both the stamp and PIC are 20MHz, but it's been my observation that the PIC does things far more quickly. There might be more to the stamp's timing that I'm not understanding, which is very likely with me, but honestly, I don't hold out hope for making these things very much faster. I'm considering upping the voltage a bit, even though I was using 5v here, and they're rated for 5v. If I keep it stepping at a higher rate, perhaps the PWM effect of a higher frequency of shorter bursts will allow me to move them more quickly without killing them. I'm wondering if I can ramp up voltage with stepping speed, such that for more intricate areas, I use less, and and 5v when I come to a stop, but maybe when it's cruising at top speed, it's using more like 9v. Does that make any sense?

One future problem will be if I decide to engrave or sculpt anything, or carve out my own printed circuit boards (a small dream I've had since high school), I'll need something like a Dremel multitool, which is loud. With this thing going so slowly, it will have to run for hours, perhaps even a day or two to finish up. I live in an apartment, and can't subject my neighbors to that kind of punishment. I've considered options like building a sound-proof box, which has much of its own appeal, but who knows what I'll eventually decide. Either way, I don't think I really want to leave a Dremel running overnight.

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The particular art that will goes with the way you package deal and offer foods affects precisely how other people get that. Precisely what is pleasant to the vision has a tendency to begin to see the palate. In one tiny community within the Belgium, where people are recognized for their sweets and berries quickly pull, care is used gift wrapping their special delicacieshttp://www.vegetablefruitcarving.com.

Raymond Castelo as well as Luz Ocampo, throughout Bulacan shared their own classic fine art. Luz has been known as the "Master within Fresh fruit Carving and also Chocolate Wrapper Producing.In .

According to Raymond and also Luz, "Deliciously fairly sweet!Inches sufficiently explains your town's jam areas of expertise created from pomelo, lime, become gourd, breadfruit, blueberry, jackfruit, local grapefruits, and soursop, and others. They are maintained see how to avoid see-thorugh syrup, and after that held in cup containers.

The particular craftsmanship which goes with organizing and presentation these people will be exceptional. Very first, the many fruits are made or perhaps designed along with plants, leaves, rosettes and varied patterns. These are canned using the style facing outwards. Make a store-shelf, filled with quickly pull special treats. They look to become inviting a person in the many fetching fashion to be able to crave for such delicacies.

Under, their particular teaching regarding how to prepare your very own quickly pull as well as chocolate.

One particular. Lime green as well as blueberry jam

Get ready the materials as well as ingredients. (Lime, pomelo, sweets, berries caver, container, kettle, along with a method container)

Embroider or perhaps carve the fruit together with your sought after layout.

Wash your fruit along with domestic hot water.

Peel the particular fresh fruit cautiously, as well as slowly and gradually take away the seed products.

Saturate in water for just one day and one nighttime.

Fill in syrup made out of sugar to be able to sustain your fruit.

Retailer inside sanitized cisterns.

Only two. Milk sweets produced from dairy as well as glucose. Your sweets are not only found famous for their style, but for their vibrant, cherry wrappers, as well.

These are wrapped with Japoneses cardstock, that are cut into stars, simply leaves, flowers or holiday greetings routine producing a veritable display involving design as well as shade. The actual dairy goodies, which are normally somewhat greater than the in . lengthy, can be molded as desired (nevertheless typically the actual common rectangular form is going to do). They tend to be covered with your basic area of the cardstock. Your long, specially engineered, minimize patterns are used because outer masking. The particular goodies may be later displayed on "fiesta" as well as bash platforms.

Candy Gift wrapping Ideas coming from Ramon and Luz:

Put together the materials necessary: Japanese papers, pair of scissors, cutter machine, pencil

Minimize 1/4 and also 1/8 styles of Japan paper (the 1/4 size your exterior wrapper as well as the 1/8 measurement the inside wrapper).

Collapse the particular 1/4 measurement wrapper in to four elements, putting aside the 1/8 measurement.

Pull drawing of your exclusive layout.

Reduce your made layout meticulously.

Set up along with store the stripped made items, which might be right now ready to be used in wrapping the particular candies/sweets.

This is a photo I took from Sardinia, more precisely from the Cabras pond. In the image you can see: a Sun pillar, the planet Venus and two flamingos in flight. The Sun pillar phenomenon is caused by sunlight reflected by ice crystals in the atmosphere.

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Date and time: February 24, 2026 17:33 UTC (18:33 local time)

Location: Cabras, Sardinia, Italy

Copyright: Roberto Ortu

Think "Holland" and you've probably already conjured the iconic images of tulips and windmills. More precisely, the very specific windmills you're envisioning right now are that of Kinderdijk.

Though it may sound odd for how technical and pragmatic the region proved to be, the name Kinderdijk translates in Dutch to mean "children's dike." According to local legend, after a particularly terrible flood in the 15th century, a lone basket was left floating in an inundated canal. Upon closer inspection, a cat was found bounding from one side of the basket to the other in an effort to keep it balanced, for inside rested an orphaned baby. The cat had kept the babe afloat, safe and sound during its journey… Thus giving the world the folktale "The Cat and the Cradle" in addition to the village of Kinderdijk its name.

Back in the modern day, visitors will find 19 historically authentic windmills scattered across Kinderdijk's canal-riddled landscape. With their sails raised to the skies (coming to rest in formations that communicate across the bogs in a language of semafors), one could be forgiven for believing these are creatures beholden to the air. What history reveals, in fact, is that the Netherlands' famous windmills are well-disguised creatures of the sea, without which the nation's famously innovative water management system would not have been possible.

Sometime in the 13th century, Zuid-Holland's peat rivers ceased to drain as they had been, creating a pattern of flooding that devastated the beautiful landscape at Alblasserwaard, which already existed below sea level. Berms were built to prevent flooding, but pumping stations needed to be constructed to continue water flow from low to high areas; hence, the 19th windmills still seen today.

Nowhere else in the world offers a complete portrait of early water management like that of Kinderdijk, which accounts for UNESCO's inclusion of the site among its World Heritage as of 1997 for its "unique character." Thanks to its truly groundbreaking unification of sea and sky, plus the added bonus of a world-renowned folktale, a visit to Kinderdijk is the sort of treasure that offers something for dreamers and pragmatists alike. www.atlasobscura.com/places/windmills-of-kinderdijk

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Aaron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Aaron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

10/09/11 -

... or, more precisely, the bridge, at Chatterley Whitfield, that for generations restricted bus companies to single deck vehicles on their services linking Biddulph to the pottery towns.

The removal of the railway bridge solved the height restriction issue - but caused a major disruption for walkers, cyclists and others wishing to enjoy the leisure way created along the former rail bed.

A new century brought an eventual new bridge - and, in autumn 2011, the sight that many thought they'd never see - top notch, top deck travel - in service - Whitfield-style.

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Photograph taken at an altitude of Eight metres, in the magic of the Golden hour around sunrise at 05:43am, (sunrise was at precisely 06.15am) on Saturday 6th September 2014 off the Patricia Bay Highway 17, on Lochside Drive close to Frost Avenue and the Lochside Waterfront Park, in beautiful Sidney by the sea on Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada.

Here, I am standing beside the wooden decked viewing platform, looking over towards Mt Baker in Washington State, USA from beautiful Sidney by the sea on Vancouver Island, British Columbia, Canada. Also known as Koma Kulshan, she is an active glaciated andesitic stratovolcano in the Cascade Volcanic Arc and the North Cascades of Washington State in the United States, standing 3,286 metres tall and was first ascended in 1868, her last eruption recorded in 1880.

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Think "Holland" and you've probably already conjured the iconic images of tulips and windmills. More precisely, the very specific windmills you're envisioning right now are that of Kinderdijk.

Though it may sound odd for how technical and pragmatic the region proved to be, the name Kinderdijk translates in Dutch to mean "children's dike." According to local legend, after a particularly terrible flood in the 15th century, a lone basket was left floating in an inundated canal. Upon closer inspection, a cat was found bounding from one side of the basket to the other in an effort to keep it balanced, for inside rested an orphaned baby. The cat had kept the babe afloat, safe and sound during its journey… Thus giving the world the folktale "The Cat and the Cradle" in addition to the village of Kinderdijk its name.

Back in the modern day, visitors will find 19 historically authentic windmills scattered across Kinderdijk's canal-riddled landscape. With their sails raised to the skies (coming to rest in formations that communicate across the bogs in a language of semafors), one could be forgiven for believing these are creatures beholden to the air. What history reveals, in fact, is that the Netherlands' famous windmills are well-disguised creatures of the sea, without which the nation's famously innovative water management system would not have been possible.

Sometime in the 13th century, Zuid-Holland's peat rivers ceased to drain as they had been, creating a pattern of flooding that devastated the beautiful landscape at Alblasserwaard, which already existed below sea level. Berms were built to prevent flooding, but pumping stations needed to be constructed to continue water flow from low to high areas; hence, the 19th windmills still seen today.

Nowhere else in the world offers a complete portrait of early water management like that of Kinderdijk, which accounts for UNESCO's inclusion of the site among its World Heritage as of 1997 for its "unique character." Thanks to its truly groundbreaking unification of sea and sky, plus the added bonus of a world-renowned folktale, a visit to Kinderdijk is the sort of treasure that offers something for dreamers and pragmatists alike. www.atlasobscura.com/places/windmills-of-kinderdijk

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Aaron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Aaron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Arron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Arron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

This precisely engineered hardware is not itself designed for space, but instead will serve as a common test target for Europe’s leading satellite antenna test facilities.

Formally known as the Sub-Millimetre Wave Validation Standard Antenna, or the VAST for short, its use will ensure that these test chambers all measure the most challenging radio frequencies to be used by future space missions in a correct, consistent way.

“The VAST is a well-characterised, mechanically and thermally stable multi-frequency reflector antenna covering six frequency channels: 89 GHz, 118 GHz, 183 GHz, 325 GHz, 664 GHz and 1.2 THz,” explains ESA antenna engineer Paul Moseley.

“The coming generation of telecommunications, Earth observation and science missions are employing higher and higher radio frequencies, encompassing sub-millimetre waves to allow for faster data rates and more accurate science. But as we go higher into frequency bands, it gets progressively harder and more expensive to properly measure them.

“Accordingly the VAST has been manufactured as a useful way to validate the performance of the various antennas test facilities across Europe. The antenna will regularly commute between them for cross-checking their measurements.”

This is the latest in a series of VAST antennas, the previous versions having served lower frequencies.

As frequencies increase the scale of the antennas becomes proportionately smaller, so that the most accurate of the six feedhorns hosted on this latest VAST structure has needed to be machined to an accuracy of a small fraction of a millimetre.

Its feed horns are made of gold-plated copper and iron-nickel Invar to maximise thermal stability, minimising any temperature-driven deformation. For further stability, the VAST will be cryo-actively cooled during testing.

Paul adds: “As it journeys between sites, the VAST carries a battery-powered accelerometer, so we will be able to identify any jolts or other forces that might misalign it. Our aim is that the VAST goes on serving as a common reference point for European test facilities for many years to come.”

The VAST was produced for ESA by a consortium led by EOSOL in Spain, with Radiometer Physics GmbH and Space Structures Gmbh in Germany and Universidad Politécnica de Madrid in Spain. Its development was backed through ESA’s Technology Development Element with the support of the Agency’s Earth Observation Directorate.

Credits: ESA-SJM Photography

(from the Doug Trumbull collection)

DougTrumbull- The models in 2001 are probably the most precisely detailed ever constructed for a film. As soon as the overall design was completed on each model, construction was begun to produce the basic form of that spacecraft, and this process often took several months. Then the arduous task of detailing and painting the model would begin. Massive crews of model detailers worked around the clock for several more months to produce the finished results. Basic construction was of wood, fiberglass, plexiglass, steel, brass, and aluminum. The fine detailing was made up of specially heat-formed plastic cladding, flexible metal foils of different textures and thicknesses, wire, tubing, and thousands of tiny parts carefully selected from hundreds of every conceivable kind of plastic model kit, from boxcars and battleships to airplanes and Gemini spacecraft. A delegation from the production was sent to an international model exhibition in Germany to select the best kits available.

Every minute facet of each model had to be perfect, so that photography would not be restricted in any way, and during shooting the cameras came relentlessly close with no loss of detail or believability.

Each spacecraft was built to a scale which best suited that particular model, without any particular regard to scale relationship between models. Only the Discovery spacecraft and the pod were on the same scale, since they had to work so closely together. Very tricky calculating had to be done for the approach of the Orion spacecraft to the space station because both models couldn’t be built to the same scale. Roughly, the Orion was three feet long, the space station eight feet in diameter, the Aries two feet in diameter, the Moon rocket-bus two feet long, and the Discovery fifty-four feet long with a thirteen-inch diameter pod. The main “command module” ball of Discovery was six feet in diameter, and for long shots another complete model of Discovery was built to a length of fifteen feet. All moving parts on the models were motor driven and extremely geared-down since most shooting was at a very slow rate due to the necessity for stopping down to small lens apertures to obtain maximum depth-of-field.

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St Margaret, Reydon, Suffolk

Reydon is a suburb of Southwold. In terms of population, they are about the same size. But which one of the two have you heard of? Precisely. Reydon is agri-industrial, and when you cross over the river from one parish to the other, the houses double in price. Not so long ago, a beach hut changed hands in Southwold for £100,000.

St Margaret sits away from the houses, on the road towards Wangford, anonymously pretty in an overgrown graveyard. It is an older church than Southwold's late-medieval parvenu, although it underwent a serious tarting-up in the 15th century. In the churchyard wall there is a surviving mounting block, so that the gentry could climb straight onto their horses from the churchyard without descending to the muddy road.

On the north side there is a very good late 1980s extension. The architect was Andrew Anderson. The graveyard is wide and spacious, but there are many more modern graves than 19th century ones, a mark of how the town has grown. You can't fail to miss the extraordinary bronze angel to the south of the chancel. To the west of the church are the older memorials. One of them is a cute little child's grave, to Percy Hunt, son of Henry and Harriet, who had died at the age of just ten months in August 1888. Grieve not with helpless sorrow, it reads, Jesus hath felt your pain. He did thy lamb but borrow, he'll bring him back again, the theology of which seems curious, to say the least. The tiny tombstone is covered in a century or more of moss. It was very moving. His parents' larger graves are beside it. His father had died in 1910 at the age of 60, his mother surviving into the 1930s, when she died at 86. There were no other Hunt graves nearby, and I wondered if little Percy had been their only child. Counting backwards, I worked out that she must have had her baby in her mid-forties - was this an unexpected late fruit after barren decades? And were their hopes dashed? It was all very sad.

You step into a clean, bright, neatly-kept interior, perhaps a bit smaller than might be expected from the outside. When I'd last visited in 2002, the church still bore all the hallmarks of enthusiastic Victorians re-ritualising it in the 1870s, the organ up in the chancel blocking a view of the east end. But that has now gone, and the church has a feeling of simplicity and space. There is an image niche in the eastern splay of each window, one with a lovely Blessed Virgin and Child statue in it. The best of the glass is a window by A L Moore of Christ meeting the woman at the well. You can tell at a glance that she's probably had six husbands, and she's not married to the one she's with at the minute. Less good is the east window, Ward & Hughes 'trampolining Jesus' Ascension scene rejigged by the King Workshop in the modern era.

Opened 10 Oct 1898 in Morialta Street for the Adelaide Benevolent and Strangers’ Friend Society, architects Daniel Garlick & Herbert Jackman. Named Elder Hall in honour of Sir Thomas Elder whose bequest of £1,000 provided the funds. The Society was founded 1849 and continues to provide housing & financial assistance to the poor & sick from these offices.

“a public meeting will be held, in the large room under the Mechanics' Institute, this evening, at half past seven o'clock precisely, for the purpose of forming a Benevolent and Strangers’ Friend Society.” [South Australian 2 Feb 1849]

“the Adelaide Benevolent and Strangers' Friend Society, one of the chief objects of which is to administer relief to the sick and indigent, especially amongst newly-arrived emigrants; and to promote the moral and spiritual welfare of the recipients and their children. The annual subscription is only 10s. 6d.” [Register 28 Feb 1849]

“Tenders. . . for Erection of New Premises in Morialta-street, City, for the Adelaide Benevolent and Strangers' Friend Society. . . Garlick, Jackman & Garlick.” [Evening Journal 23 Apr 1898 advert]

“On Monday afternoon the Elder Hall, which the Adelaide Benevolent and Strangers' Friend Society has erected out of the bequest to it by the late Sir Thomas Elder, was formally declared open by His Excellency the Lieutenant-Governor. The building, which is situated in Morialta-street, consists of three rooms. A long passage runs down one side, and off this are the apartments. The first is the spacious meeting-room, next is the store-room, and the other one has been set apart for the Sick-poor Fund Committee.” [Register 11 Oct 1898]

“The frontage of the new building is 30 ft., and the depth is 60 ft, with a yard at the rear. The whole is built of brick, and the dressings to the doorway, windows, and gable in front are cemented, the name ‘Elder Hall’ being in the centre, whilst the name of the institution is in large cement block letters. The building contains three rooms. The committee and secretary's office. . . adjoining secretary s office and. . . a waiting-room, 21 ft. by 16 ft., for the sick poor.” [Express & Telegraph 11 Oct 1898]

“the photo, of the late Sir Thomas Elder, which is hung in ‘Elder Hall’, in company with those of our esteemed President, Sir John Colton, and Pastor Jacob Abbott, the only two surviving members of the original committee.” [Evening Journal 11 Oct 1898]

“Adelaide Benevolent and Strangers' Friend Society. . . is now in its fiftieth year, and it has celebrated its half century by erecting Elder Hall, a substantial building in Morialta Street. Sir Thomas Elder bequeathed £1,000 to the society, and it is a pity that this large sum of money has been sunk in a memorial hall and not used to increase the number of cottages connected with the society, which are now let at 3s. 6d. and 5s. a week.” [Herald, Adelaide 25 Feb 1899]

“At the monthly meeting of the Adelaide Benevolent and Strangers' Friend Society held on Tuesday afternoon, the secretary reported that 168 different families had been assisted during the preceding month.” [Daily Herald 23 Jul 1910]

“The Morialta-street Relief Depot. . . In connection with the distribution of meat, clothing, and boots, the committee were fortunate in having placed at their disposal free of cost by Mr. James Wardle a large depot in Morialta street, next to the administrative offices of the fund. It was converted into a storeroom. . . One part is used as a butcher's shop, from which 120 sheep a week are distributed. . . Another portion of the Morialta-street premises is given over to footwear. Not long ago the Civil Service Association instituted a boot hunt on behalf of the fund, and the resulting yield was assembled there and sorted. There were over 5,000 pairs, and the majority needed mending. As there were a number of bootmakers out of work, the committee purchased sole leather, rigged up benches, and set these men busily at work. . . A further section of the storeroom is devoted to secondhand clothing and hats.” [Advertiser 30 Apr 1915]

“The prosperity or otherwise of the community can generally be gauged by the operations of the Adelaide Benevolent and Strangers' Friend Society, whose headquarters are situated at Morialta street, Adelaide. The influenza epidemic threw about 80 families upon the charity of the society, and these, in addition to the usual case of sickness and deserted wives, extracted a heavy toll from the funds of the society. Indeed, so great were the demands — and they are increasing rather than diminishing — that the management viewed with alarm the consequences of the industrial dislocation due to the shipping strike and the coal shortage.” [Register 3 Jul 1919]

“One of the best known of Adelaide organisations for the alleviation of distress among the needy is Adelaide Benevolent and :Strangers' Friend Society, which from September, 1926, to March this year paid nearly £1,800 in relief. In that period 421 widows, deserted wives, and sick poor were assisted. The society, which has an office in Morialta street, Adelaide, was founded 78 years ago. On February 2, 1849, a meeting was held in Peacock's Buildings, Hindley street, . . Assistance is granted mostly by an order on a storekeeper, but money is given where desirable. Parcels of food sent in by various firms are distributed, as are large quantities of new and secondhand clothing donated by church organisations and private people.” [News 5 Apr 1927]

“during the past year 1,914 people had been assisted by the society. There were 98 widows with children, 48 deserted wives with children, 151 families where the fathers were ill and there were young children, 164 families where sickness or some other disability caused need. 539 unemployed cases, and 914 unemployed men and their families assisted through the help of two of the society's most generous supporters. There were 442 orders for beds and meals given to single homeless men. Relief granted totalled £2,914, and in addition a large quantity of new and secondhand clothing and goods in kind had been distributed.” [Advertiser 28 Sep 1932]

“The South Australian Firewood Committee has arranged to supply a number of charitable relief organisations with coke and firewood. . . to send supplies to depots for distribution to poor families by the missions which comprise the council. Centres of distribution will be:— The Adelaide Benevolent Society in Morialta street, City, from which supplies will also go to the Adelaide Central Mission, the Church of Christ Mission, and the Adelaide City Mission. . . The Port Adelaide Central Mission. . . St. Vincent de Paul- Society, The Salvation Army Men's Home, Whitmore square; and St. Luke's Mission, Whitmore square. . . The wood will be supplied from Government stocks, and the coke by the South Australian Gas Co. The cost will be paid by the Adelaide Benevolent Society.” [News 19 Jun 1942]

“Fifteen missions and societies affiliated with the Council of Charitable Relief Organisations are busy preparing Christmas parcels for needy families and aged people. . . Parcels would include sheets, towels and groceries as well as toys and a few Christmas extras. The affiliated charities are:— Adelaide Benevolent and Strangers' Friend Society, . . .” [Advertiser 18 Dec 1952]

“The number of unemployed seeking help from the Adelaide Benevolent and Strangers' Friend Society dropped to 42 this year. The society's 105th annual report, issued today, shows that last year 222 applied. Only 524 single, homeless men sought assistance this year, compared with 920 last year. The society helped 42 widows with children, 22 deserted wives with children, 74 families in need because of sickness. It issued 1,292 grocry [sic] orders.” [News 28 Sep 1954]

This is precisely at this moment that rose thought about the possibility of god. followed by the last question of her therapist: How do you feel about this? And finally thought that if this is what meant to be...it simply sucks.

Increasing dermal penetration of active cosmetic agents by delivering active molecules precisely to a selected area of action is the highest priority for any innovative “Smart” cosmetology treatment. This achieves the most efficient biological effect and is considered as the “cure all” of modern cosmetology. One of the most efficient and proven technologies - Iontophoresis is a method of introducing active substances into the skin by electric field strength. Mircod has developed an innovative microelectronic patch allowing modern cosmetic companies to introduce an innovative, friendly and easy to use products for controllable, targeted, intelligent and individualized cosmetic delivery. The term “iontophoresis” stands for ion transport. Low power and voltage have the ability to change the structure of cell membranes. The skin becomes permeable, it begins the activation of metabolism and regeneration processes. This is due to the formation of electromagnetic fields when electrodes with different poles are applied to the skin surface. The formation of new, as well as the reorientation of existing ions in the blood, lymph, and interstitial fluid begins. Different types of fabrics have different electrical conductivity. Electrodes applied to the skin provoke the occurrence of polarization processes, electroosmosis, electro-diffusion, irritation of nerve endings at all levels. This leads to vasodilation, which causes activation of lymph outflow and blood flow, and skin pores open.

Exhibition Jean Tinguely - Machine Spectacle 1 Oct 2016 - 5 Mar 2017 in the Stedelijk Museum Amsterdam

Jean Tinguely is famous for his playful, boldly kinetic machines and explosive performances. Everything had to be different, everything had to move. Precisely twenty-five years after his death, the Stedelijk Museum opens a Tinguely retrospective: the largest-ever exhibition of the artist to be mounted in a Dutch museum.

The Swiss artist Jean Tinguely (1925–1991) played a key role in the rise of kinetic art in the fifties. With over a hundred machine sculptures, most of which are in working order, paired with films, photos, drawings, and archive materials, the presentation takes the public on a chronological and thematic journey of Tinguely’s artistic development and ideas, from his love of absurd play to his fascination for destruction and ephemerality.

The presentation features his early wire sculptures and reliefs, in which Tinguely imitated and animated the abstract paintings of artists such as Malevich, Miró, and Klee; the interactive drawing machines and wild dancing installations constructed from salvaged metal, waste materials, and discarded clothing; and his streamlined, military-looking black sculptures.

Tinguely’s self-destructive performances are a special feature of the Stedelijk presentation. The enormous installations Tinguely created between 1960–1970 (Homage to New York, Étude pour une fin du monde No. 1, Study for an End of the World No. 2, and La Vittoria) were designed to spectacularly disintegrate in a barrage of sound. The presentation also spotlights the exhibitions Tinguely organized at the Stedelijk, Bewogen Beweging (1961) and Dylaby (1962), and the gigantic sculptures he later produced: HON – en katedral (“SHE – a cathedral,” 1966), Crocrodrome (1977) and the extraordinary Le Cyclop (1969–1994), which is still on display outside Paris. The survey ends with a dramatic grand finale, the remarkable, room-filling installation, Mengele-Totentanz (1986), a disturbing display of light and shadow never previously shown in the Netherlands. Tinguely realized the work after witnessing a devastating fire, reclaiming objects from the ashes to piece together his installation: scorched beams, agricultural machinery (made by the Mengele company), and animal skeletons. The final piece is a gigantic memento mori, yet also an invocation of the Nazi concentration camps. Its juddering movements and piercing sounds evoke a haunting, grisly mood.

Jean Tinguely created his work as a rejection of the static, conventional art world; he sought to emphasize play and experiment. For Tinguely, art was not about standing in a sterile white space, distantly gazing at a silent painting. He produced kinetic sculptures to set art and art history in motion, in works that animated the boundary between art and life. With his do-it-yourself drawing machines, Tinguely critiqued the role of the artist and the elitist position of art in society. He renounced the unicity of “the artist’s hand” by encouraging visitors to produce work themselves. Collaboration was integral to Tinguely’s career. He worked extensively with artists like Daniel Spoerri, Niki de Saint Phalle (also his wife), Yves Klein, and others from the ZERO network, as well as museum directors such as Pontus Hultén, Willem Sandberg, and Paul Wember. Thanks to his charismatic, vibrant personality and the dazzling success with which he presented his work (and himself) in the public sphere, Tinguely was a vital figure within these networks, acting as leader, inspirator, and connector.

Amsterdam has enjoyed a dynamic history with Tinguely. The exhibitions Bewogen Beweging (1961) and Dylaby (1962), for which Tinguely was (co)curator, particularly underline the extraordinarily close relationship that sprang up between the museum and the artist. Not only did he bring his kinetic Méta machines to the Netherlands, he also brought his international, avant-garde network, leaving an enduring impression on museum goers who flocked to see these experimental exhibitions. Close relationships with Willem Sandberg, then director of the Stedelijk Museum, and curator Ad Petersen prompted various retrospectives and acquisitions for the collection: thirteen sculptures, including his famous drawing machine, Méta-Matic No. 10 (1959), Gismo (1960), and the enormous Méta

We had a complete change this Christmas – we cancelled it! - we went walking in The Lakes, or Wasdale more precisely. We were staying at Irton Hall B & B, they had over 70 in for Christmas dinner but we ate jam bread on the slopes of Sca Fell Pike. Fantastic. We had a front wheel puncture on a run flat tyre on the new car with a 100 mile still to drive on the afternoon of Christmas eve on our way there. I drove straight to the nearest ATS – where I have an account – they shook their heads and directed me to Westhoughton Tyres, the lads there were fantastic and got us on our way in good time. BMW dealer advice was run on the flat tyre and then throw it away - £250! Where I would have got a tyre on the western side of the Lakes over Christmas I don’t know, ATS didn’t have one to sell me.

The weather was forecast good for Christmas day but after a fine start it was raining before we even left the car park in Wasdale. We headed up Lingmell and ran into snow on the summit. The path onto Sca Fell Pike was very icy, snow covered and visibility was low, the snow kept falling. We didn’t linger long, it was too cold to have dinner up there so we dropped down onto the Corridor Route, where we had our dinner. We went that way to stretch the walk out, having originally intended to cross to Great End. The tops were so icy, glazed, with not enough snow to get a grip on that we decide to leave it for another day. From Styhead we headed back to Wasdale and a dull but fine finish to the day. A drink in the bar at Irton Hall was on the radar.

Every morning we headed into Wasdale early, it got colder, icier and sunnier as the days went by. We went up Yewbarrow, it was an icy scramble up and I decided it was too dangerous to go down Stirrup Crag to Dore Head so went back the same way. It turned out to be the right decision as we lingered on the top, going to view points that we wouldn’t have and getting some decent photos. One morning we walked over the Screes tops, Illgill Head and Whin Rigg, dropping down the steep slope to The southern end of Wast Water. Having said that I would never walk the Screes path alongside Wast Water again the memory of how awful it is in the rain had faded. There is only really a quarter of a mile out of three miles that is really bad, every rock was like glass with the potential to break a leg every step. It seemed a long way and I was getting killer looks from Herself.

We made our way onto Sca Fell on a beautiful morning, clear blue sky. The snow line had got lower most nights but we never had the low level snow that caused problems in the rest of the country. I chose a, sometimes, pathless way to the summit, partly because I’d never been that way but also to stay in the sun, to keep the view and to avoid the ways that would be a touch dangerous, it was -4 and seared with ice for the last 600 feet. After 15 minutes on the summit wispy thin cloud came racing in, crossing the Lake District in minutes, the photos show it heading towards us and I was glad to have got the clear photos first. Looking out to sea a great mattress of cloud was heading straight for us. It was calm and sunny one minute and the next we were engulfed in thick cloud with 30 yards visibility at the most. I have never had a clear sky turn to cloud so fast – ever! We were going down to Slightside next which was OK, about a mile following the ridge down, the problem was getting back to Wasdale from there. We needed to get to Great Howe which meant a pathless trek a mile SW across Quagrigg Moss – a bog full of tarnlets, it would be a nightmare in low visibility. After getting some accurate compass bearings and heading down off Slightside we suddenly dropped out of the cloud and could see our target, brilliant, we legged it across the semi frozen bog and finally felt able to rest and grab a sandwich and cup of tea. We had to find our way down Raven Crags, which was interesting – and steep! We needed to get to the footbridge to get onto the Burnmoor Tarn path back to Wasdale. As we got closer to Burnmoor Tarn the light that I had been cursing gave us a gorgeous sunset. I had one eye on a gap in the cloud low down in the sky out at sea and I was hoping the sun would break through, it did. Burnmoor Tarn was like a mirror, reflecting the surrounding mountains, including Yewbarrow and parts of the Mosedale Horseshoe in the far distance. There was just the two of us, we had barely seen a soul all day, it was a fantastic end to a tough day. As we dropped into Wasdale I caught the deep pink and orange of the last of the sun, I was shooting into it but I had nothing to lose. There would have been quite a few tripods at the opposite end of the lake but I think I was in the better place – for a change.

On our final walking day we decided to head up Great Gable. It was clear of cloud for a change but ominously the surrounding tops, including the Sca Fells were cloud covered. Another beautiful but very cold morning, it was going to be very icy up there so we elected to go via Styhead and the tourist track. We would choose a way off once we were up there. Long before we got to the top, although we couldn’t see it, we knew the cloud was swirling in and out on the summit so it was going to be hit and miss for the photos. The cloud was down for the last 500 feet but once on the frozen top it kept clearing briefly – very briefly. There were more people up there than we had seen the entire trip previously. People were getting out after Christmas, many had parked at the top of Honister for the fairly easy walk in across Green Gable, some were not dressed for winter walking it has to be said. We left for an icy scramble down to Arron Slack, up onto Green Gable them we galloped down Arron Slack to Styhead and back to Wasdale.

Or, more precisely, the Mother's Day brood of lake flies has arrived. They look like gigantic mosquitoes but are perfectly harmless... although when they are this thick, it's easy to accidentally breathe one. When that happens, they present a choking hazard.

Photograph taken at an altitude of Ninety one metres, prior to the magic of the Golden Hour around sunrise (Sunrise was at precisely 04:38am), at 03:24am on Thursday 12th June 2014 off Lullingstone Lane and Eagle Heights overlooking the field adjacent to Eynsford Viaduct in the village of Eynsford, Kent, England.

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Built on sloping, antique sand dunes prone to massive mudslides. Just look at these.

As Professor Anthony Turton explains: To be exact, professor Turton adds: "the simple reality is that between the Umzimkulu in the south and the Umlazi in North, there is a precisely defined geological province. The main feature is a basement consisting of igneous rock originating in volcanic and tectonic events over geological timescales measured in billions of years. That same region is bounded in both the north and south by a tectonic feature associated with rifting and faulting. Oribi Gorge is a feature of those tectonic forces.

Onto that basement we find an unconsolidated overlay of sand and clay. This is rich in iron oxide and is a reddish colour as a result. The overlay is the result of geomorphology measured in a shorter timescale of millions of years, as opposed to the basement feature that is the result of a much older timescale measured in billions of years.

This younger formation is the result of two sculpting forces - wind and water. The area used to be coastal wetland, and as sea levels rose and fell with successive warmer and cooler paleo climates, we find a layering of aeolian formations deposited above hydraulically deposited formations. The aeolian formation is characterised by wind driven dunes that mobilized particles of sand and clay of different fractions. Those sand dunes were characterised by rolling wavelike formations, all along the coastal area. These were consolidated over time by forest and grassland vegetation, which stabilised them.

This is evident where there is no surface striking rock formation and can be seen in the valleys scoured by rivers. Those valleys reveal the underlying geological formation of rock, now manifesting as meanders with relatively steep sides carved out by the action of water in paleo flood events. This means that flooding is what has shaped the region and is an entirely natural ocurrance with a history covering geological timescales.

This is further evidenced by the sedimentary deposition of silt in the ocean, for a considerable distance offshore. We see that process playing out right now as muddy seawater all along the coast, stretching almost to the horizon. That muddy water consists of the fine clay fraction of the eroded soil profile, held in suspension as a colloid and therefore persistent over time, but always associated with a flood event.

This is a simplistic description of a complex reality, but it shows that the geomorphology has been driven mostly by hydraulic and aeolian forces, at least insofar as the consolidated sand dunes are concerned. Tectonic events drove earlier geomorphology, manifest as rifting and faulting, but the more recent drivers have been floods.

Therefore flooding is a characteristic of the geological province, so policy designed to mitigate risk ought to be based on the assumption that future flood events will be a reasonably predictable driver of risk. Stated differently, and in simple form, the following is true of the coastal region between the Umzimkulu and Ulmazi rivers.

1) The absence of surface striking basement geology along the coastal strip renders the region geotechnically unstable and in need of precise building standards that must be strictly enforced.

2) Flooding is a natural occurrence that has shaped the geomorphology of both the land and immediate offshore sub-sea terrain.

3) Climate variability is a natural process, exacerbated by anthropogenic intervention, and is likely to feature an increase in extreme events, at least in our lifetime.

These three factors ought to be built into policy if the human population, and financial investment in the region, is to be protected in future.

Note that this is a gross simplification of a complex reality, rendered in such a way as to make it understandable to policymakers in government, insurance company decision makers, and investors deciding to purchase real estate."

As Professor Anthony Turton explains: "the simple reality is that between the Umzimkulu in the south and the Umlazi in North, there is a precisely defined geological province. The main feature is a basement consisting of igneous rock originating in volcanic and tectonic events over geological timescales measured in billions of years. That same region is bounded in both the north and south by a tectonic feature associated with rifting and faulting. Oribi Gorge is a feature of those tectonic forces.

Onto that basement we find an unconsolidated overlay of sand and clay. This is rich in iron oxide and is a reddish colour as a result. The overlay is the result of geomorphology measured in a shorter timescale of millions of years, as opposed to the basement feature that is the result of a much older timescale measured in billions of years.

This younger formation is the result of two sculpting forces - wind and water. The area used to be coastal wetland, and as sea levels rose and fell with successive warmer and cooler paleo climates, we find a layering of aeolian formations deposited above hydraulically deposited formations. The aeolian formation is characterised by wind driven dunes that mobilized particles of sand and clay of different fractions. Those sand dunes were characterised by rolling wavelike formations, all along the coastal area. These were consolidated over time by forest and grassland vegetation, which stabilised them.

This is evident where there is no surface striking rock formation and can be seen in the valleys scoured by rivers. Those valleys reveal the underlying geological formation of rock, now manifesting as meanders with relatively steep sides carved out by the action of water in paleo flood events. This means that flooding is what has shaped the region and is an entirely natural ocurrance with a history covering geological timescales.

This is further evidenced by the sedimentary deposition of silt in the ocean, for a considerable distance offshore. We see that process playing out right now as muddy seawater all along the coast, stretching almost to the horizon. That muddy water consists of the fine clay fraction of the eroded soil profile, held in suspension as a colloid and therefore persistent over time, but always associated with a flood event.

This is a simplistic description of a complex reality, but it shows that the geomorphology has been driven mostly by hydraulic and aeolian forces, at least insofar as the consolidated sand dunes are concerned. Tectonic events drove earlier geomorphology, manifest as rifting and faulting, but the more recent drivers have been floods.

Therefore flooding is a characteristic of the geological province, so policy designed to mitigate risk ought to be based on the assumption that future flood events will be a reasonably predictable driver of risk. Stated differently, and in simple form, the following is true of the coastal region between the Umzimkulu and Ulmazi rivers.

1) The absence of surface striking basement geology along the coastal strip renders the region geotechnically unstable and in need of precise building standards that must be strictly enforced.

2) Flooding is a natural occurrence that has shaped the geomorphology of both the land and immediate offshore sub-sea terrain.

3) Climate variability is a natural process, exacerbated by anthropogenic intervention, and is likely to feature an increase in extreme events, at least in our lifetime.

These three factors ought to be built into policy if the human population, and financial investment in the region, is to be protected in future.

Note that this is a gross simplification of a complex reality, rendered in such a way as to make it understandable to policymakers in government, insurance company decision makers, and investors deciding to purchase real estate."

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