Walking in Buckinghamshire
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There are times when this unspoilt raw landscape scares me. It is so harsh and hard to cross it is easy to become trapped, or lost or devoured by it and the elements. Here I had gone to the furthermost islet I could get to without swimming in anticipation of a stunning sunset. Having climbed up the granite rocks to the highest point, I patiently waited for the sun to lower and the colours to explode, confident that low tide was going to be late this evening. But as I sat there, the concern started to gnaw at me. Wasn't the water surrounding me was getting deeper. Surely not? It couldn't be. It doesn't get deeper as the tide ebbs.
My nerves started to jangle. Getting here hadn't been easy in the first place, but if I was now cut off by the tide......Memories of being stranded when I first came to this part of the world, and at Crammond Island still haunt me. I decided I better retreat.....sod, the sunset, it wasn't looking good, and in the end it didn't happen either. Newton of Ardtoe, you were a dud.
The fallen Autumn leaves still on this woodland scene in spring added interest and a bit of a lead in through the scene to the light.
Its a while since I posted a proper landscape shot that wasn’t ICM and ive a few still lurking on my hard drive to post process from winter and spring trips!
“To honor used writing ustensils for the service they rendered”
ACCentaury is the work of Haveit Neox, an RL and SL artist.
This room features art by Silas Merlin.
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I’ve no idea whether Tolkien ever visited the middle of Iceland on his travels, but it really did feel as if we were leaving The Shire that morning as we drove away from the quiet green pastures of Fludir for our one full day of photography at the edge of the Golden Circle. Within a mile or two of arriving at the entrance to Road 32, the smattering of evidence of humanity in the broad valley rapidly dwindled away to almost nothing. Just the odd farmstead or camping ground, lines of fenceposts, and of course those ever present electricity pylons that seem to lead to everywhere and nowhere in this empty raw landscape. To our right lay the Þjórsá River, ever changing in width, studded with low marshy islands, while further to the east the snow capped summit of Hekla occupied the horizon, hiding behind it a mysterious hinterland that remains for now a place of dreaming imagination.
The plan for the day was to spend three or four hours at the majestic Haifoss, from where I’ve already shared three stories – and fear not, because there are still a couple more of those to come from a location that delivered some very pleasing and unexpected results. Following this, I’d also discovered another subject that could be achieved by following a circular route along Road 26 in the form of Þjófafoss, a lesser known waterfall that stood before a mountain called Búrfell at a spot where the rest of the human race might never have existed for all the evidence that an image of the scene I’d found showed. Þjófafoss, or Thjofafoss if that’s at all helpful – although however I say it I suspect it sounds like I’m trying to talk with a mouthful of marbles – would mean a slightly longer route back to our base at Fludir, but then again if we’d gone to Gulfoss or Geysir, we’d have been arm wrestling a troop of tourists from everywhere just to get a view, never mind compose a passable image.
Road 26 was a bit of a ride. Having now driven the entire length of Road 32, we took a sharp turn to the right at the point that the notorious F road into the highlands began, and headed south again towards our target. And for the next ten miles or more, we might as well have been sitting on top of an elderly washing machine operating at full spin cycle speed, bumping and juddering along a road that didn’t carry a mountain classification, yet made us feel as if we were heading for the bowels of Mordor and straight into Mr Tolkien’s mind space. For a seemingly endless time the road seemed to shake both us and our four wheel drive car to the edges of our wits, but eventually we arrived upon smooth tarmac and celebrated by way of a modest increase of pressure to my foot upon the right hand pedal.
After a few more miles we spotted the small bumpy track on the right hand side of the road that took us that final mile or so to a rough and completely empty car parking area in front of the river once more – the same river we’d seen earlier in the day at a place where it splits into two and encircles Búrfell and what passes in these parts for the forest that bears its name and covers the lower slopes. It wasn’t going to be a long visit in truth. “Well, I’m glad I’ve seen it, but I don’t think I’m going to bother taking a photo of it,” decided Lee as we stared at the mud streaked water passing by at the rate of several thousand gallons of water per second. He did in fact take five shots of the scene – I know this because I still have all his RAW files safely stored on my external hard drive, the one device we took with us for extra backup – but I could understand the lack of enthusiasm. It wasn’t the prettiest of locations for the late afternoon hours of what had been a long day on the road, with more than an hour of driving still to come.
But I decided I was going to give it a go. The natural colours in the scene were dark, brown and brooding and I saw the possibility for a black and white panorama, using five merged landscape images to capture the mood of this remote and foreboding location at the outmost edge of civilisation. With low cloud covering the summit of the big lump of ground on the opposite side of the Þjórsá River, the crudely elemental landscape seemed as if it were warning us away from this place where nobody else had bothered to come to. Behind us day Hekla and the deadly interior, while in front of us lay the view you’re looking at in the picture. Sobering.
We resumed our route on Road 26, not seeing a single car go by in either direction for more than twenty miles, despite now being on a smooth, straight tarmac road. I’ve never been anywhere where I’ve experienced that before. I wish all roads could be like this – don’t you? We passed an occasional guest house, and a farm here and there as gradually we returned from Tolkien’s edge of the map towards The Shire and humanity once more. It had been an experience in the world of places with unpronounceable names.
(I'm just back from Fuerteventura with more stories to share - and I'm way behind on your tales. I'll start catching up now!)
Schönen Abend euch allen :)
heute hab ich es endlich fertig bekommen , ein Bild einer in etwa 4-7 mm großen Kugelspinne (steatoda triangulosa) .
also ich kann euch eines sagen ich habe schon sehr viele schreckliche kleine Tierchen gesehen aber so unruhig und agressiv wie diese kleine Spinne mein objektiv in Augenschein genommen hatte ist mir vorher noch nie unter gekommen 😅😅
nach der Angst sie könnte ins Objektiv wandern saß sie dann noch für 3 Schüße still und verkroch sich danach wieder hinter den Kühlschrank 😁
ich fragte dann aber nicht nach einem 2 Date versteht sich
eigenes Blitz-Setup 90mm Tamron Sp (die alte scheibe)
Iso 320 1/200 und einiges an Geduld :D
it was a wild and crazy surf over the rocks from the trail, just 'round the corner from Whaler's Cove, Point Lobos state natural reserve.
Once more must see...
Thanks to Bamboo Barnes - Artist.Com for sharing ! Let's quote her : “Since 1st time I accidently made tp to there,
it is most greatest accident to me.
This amazing sim, I was like a kid catching moon in her hands, unbelievable, so out of ordinary [...] ”
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Named by John Wesley Powell, although there is no actual marble the canyon, he thought the polished limestone looked like marble.
Saved by the Sierra Club, this was the sight of one of the last great dams in the west. Along with others, the Sierra Club fought long and hard to block it, and the idea was officially abandoned in 1968.
On his last day as president, LBJ proclaimed it as a national monument, to protect the canyon from any further attempts to submerge it as a bathtub artificial lake (Proclamation 3889).
Looking across buttes in Valley of the Gods towards Monument Valley with the early morning light filtered by a light cloud cover. This region exudes a spiritual grace, not surprisingly as a place of habitation by indigenous peoples for at least the last 12,000 years as well as a popular destination for many seeking peace in the empty raw landscapes of the Colorado Plateau.
Valley of the Gods is likely to be formally reincorporated into the Bears Ears National Monument with recent actions by President Biden, reversing the previous administration's drastic shrinking of the monument established by President Obama.
Cliff Edge in Sunlight. © Copyright 2021 G Dan Mitchell – all rights reserved.
DescrSun shines on the sharp edge of a sandstone cliff, Zion National Park.iption
Many years ago I was on a two-week backpacking trip through a long section of the Southern Sierra Nevada, covering some of the highest portions of the range on foot. The hike took me across a series of very high passes that were close to 12,000′ hight. In other words, I spent a lot of time in some very rugged and alpine places. I distinctly recall pausing on one of the higher passes to look around and realizing that the entire visible landscape consisted of rock and snow, with not a bit of forest visible to me. That vision of such a raw landscape stuck with me, and I’m always on the look out for such things.
While Zion Canyon is certainly not a place without forests and trees and rivers and lots of other comfortable things, it is possible to find a few ways of viewing this country that reinforce how much of its landscape is built on rock, in this case layers of sedimentary rock laid down, transformed, twisted and tilted over the millennia. This photograph catches the sun-lit edge of a closer buttress (yes, with a few plants!) juxtaposed with another more distant wall in shadow.
G Dan Mitchell is a California photographer and visual opportunist. His book, “California’s Fall Color: A Photographer’s Guide to Autumn in the Sierra” is available from Heyday Books, Amazon, and directly from G Dan Mitchell.
Man O'War Cove, Dorset
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Driven by a desire to capture the raw, unyielding character of Lake District peaks under heavy skies, this project explores the intersection of geological form and atmospheric mood. Shot with an emphasis on texture and tone, the image highlights the stark contrast between the vibrant green bracken of the lower slopes and the dark, forbidding scree leading to the cloud-shrouded peaks above.
Processed utilising advanced demosaicing and denoise technologies to preserve the finest details of the rocky terrain, the artistic concept relies on a restricted, cold palette to evoke a sense of isolation, permanence, and the quiet grandeur of the fells when the weather closes in. It is a visual study of a landscape defined by grit, shadow, and shifting mist.
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I'm going on with my trial of Capture One.
This is another shot from last summer, a granite giant called Cima d'Asta. It's located in Trentino region, very close to the dolomitic group Pale di San Martino.
A gloomy late August afternoon.
After several days of heavy rains and gray skies, the skies finally cleared enough to present us with a spectacular sunset over the lake and Mount Konocti, California
A cascade of colourful sunbeams transformed this country lane into a warm, tranquil journey to a seldom seen realm of magic and wonder...
...Or does it just look good?
An HDR image given lots of extra work in Lightroom, I aimed for a more natural appearance in this version compared to my original version. I preferred this look better, as the impression of a scene you could actually walk into was stronger, making the image more "accessible" in some way.
Misty Serenity
Created with DDG Text 2 AI engine. PP work in Adobe PS Elements 2024 RAW filters
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Man O'War Cove, Dorset
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The saddle between Hesten and Segla (Senja) 20250619
Nestled high above the fjords of Senja, the saddle between Hesten and Segla offers one of the most scenic viewpoints in northern Norway. This narrow ridge connects two of the island's most iconic peaks - the rounded Hesten and the dramatic, sheer cliff face of Segla.
From the saddle, you get a panoramic view of the surrounding mountains, deep fjords, and the open sea beyond. it's a breathtaking spot where hikers often pause to take in the contrast between Segla's vertical drop and Hesten's gentler slopes. The saddle itself is grassy and relatively flat, making it a perfect place to rest, take photos, or simply absorb the wild, Arctic beauty of Senja.
Whether you're hiking up from Fjordgård or combining both summits in a single trip, the scenic saddle between Hesten and Segla is an unforgettable highlight - a place where the raw landscapes of northern Norway truly come alive.
Golden Ukiyo-E Style Japanese Landscape
Created with Midjourney engine. PP work in Adobe PS Elements 2024 Raw filters.
Gold and silver foil landscape, auspicious clouds, wind, snow-covered mountains, Golden Mountains, Golden River, in the middle is a large golden rectangle, black background, white, thin gold thread, gilded, gold foil, gold foil decoration, Zen, freehand, organic form, song fresco, Heian period, printmaking techniques, minimal color gamut, high contrast between colors, bright lights, strong reflection, ukiyo-e style, design sense, art, graphic design.
--style raw
--ar 16:9
--stylize 400
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apologies, have had the flu for three days, car problems,
New Years Resolution.. learn to say "No" ... no matter how people try to manipulate you.
When you're nice enough to let someone use your car and it breaks down, don't leave it by the side of the road and get yourself a car before meeting your obligations to the person you made a promise to.
This my resolution ... lol
Thanks for your support, man, you guys ROCK ..talented rockers too <3 ;)
Durdle Door, Dorset
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Stormy Harbour
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C 1899 Thunderstorm mixed with the fog , in a quiet harbor by van Gogh, extremely cloudy,
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