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These rusting mice reminded me of the artwork with the boxing hares when I looked at the reflections.
A heavily rusted valve (?) on a disused jetty on the River Thames. There is a LOT of casually discarded stuff on the river, much of it in disused structures left to rot and collapse into the water. The Thames discharges into the sea so I daresay it's 'diluted' but just as there's a lot of sea, there's a lot of rust ! Probably not good for us (living things generally) at all.
Makes a nice picture, though.
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A rusty fence hook along with some cobwebs.
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Rusty piece of gear surrounded by greenery.
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I came across this section of old rusted pipe on a walk on the Dick & Willie Trail yesterday. Time and exposure to the elements have given it beautiful colors and textures.....
J'ai pris cette lame de couteau bien rouillée en fragrant délit alors qu'elle voulait se faire passer pour une feuille parmi celles du Bambou Bouddha de mon jardin. Difficile pour elle, vue sa taille, sa rigidité et les couleurs qu'elle propose. Enfin bref, elle a dû se faire plaisir un temps soit peu. #Macro #MacroMondays #Rust
Trebetherick
Another section of a wrecked ship on Trebetherick Point in the Camel Estuary.
This is another vessel which at some point in the past will have come to grief on the Doom Bar sand bar at the mouth of the Camel Estuary.
For centuries the Doom Bar has been regarded as a significant danger to shipiing. To be approached with caution in order to avoid running aground. When sails were the main source of power ships coming around Stepper Point would lose the wind, causing loss of steerage, leaving them to drift away from the shipping channel.
Richard Hellyer, the Sub-Commissioner of Pilotage at Padstow, gave evidence in 1859 that the Doom Bar was regarded as so dangerous that in a storm, vessels would risk being wrecked on the coast rather than negotiate the channel to Padstow harbour.
The Bar has accounted for more than 600 beachings, capsizes and wrecks since records began early in the nineteenth century, the majority of which are wrecks.
Despite improvements in maritime technology, the RNLI still deals with incidents on the Doom Bar. In February 1997, two fishermen drowned after their boat capsized. Two anglers had died in a similar incident in 1994. On 25th June 2007 the Padstow lifeboat along with a rescue helicopter, rescued the crews of two yachts in separate incidents from the area.
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I'm always a sucker for a bit of barbed wire and some rust! Spotted while walking part of the Saffron Trail from Battlesbridge to Hullbridge!
The Saffron Trail is a long distance footpath just over 71 miles in length stretching all the way from Southend-on-Sea in the south east of the county to Saffron Walden in the north west. The Saffron Trail was devised by Essex Ramblers because they noticed that the two major long distance walks in Essex - The Essex Way and St Peter's Way - both went from west to east, and thought it would be a nice idea to have a south-north route as well.
The walk is called the 'Saffron Trail' because it ends in Saffron Walden. The name conjures up exotic images of an historic spice trail and since the town is named after the saffron grown there from 1400 - 1700 (extracted from crocuses), this seems to make sense. Sadly though, there is no evidence of any such spice trail between Saffron Walden and Southend. Nor is it likely as Southend has never been a trading port. In fact the bulk of the saffron crop was sold in England, where it was in high demand as medicine (it does have many medicinal uses, and was thought to be a cure for the plague), as a flavouring and for dyeing, and a small amount was exported via London in the 17th century to the American colonies and to northern Europe.
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Part of the experience of the following series will be listening along to linked music if you so desire. So you know how I feel as I'm hashing out the story ;)
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Rule 14. Always carry a change of underwear*
The sickness is spreading, the infected lurk around aimlessly looking for fresh water and plants. Flit and Dylain can hear them coughing above ground, sometimes scratching at the door. They seam to be everywhere surrounding the bunker and blocking their escape.
The girls in no way want to come into contact with the pandemic as they've experience it before - and let me tell you, they call it rust mouf for a reason - Flit shudders at the memories.
Thankfully they are currently well stocked and safe down below eating twonkies and watching golden girls reruns on an old tele and vcr Flit has rigged up.
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*Pop culture reference ZombieLand
This photo was taken in the north of Vienna, near the boarder to Lower Austria. During my research for abandoned buildings in a small forest I suddenly found this wreck. It seems to be a moped, which looks a bit like the legendary Vespa.
I think it looks very interesting and will post more pictures from my adventure in this cool looking area in the future.
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An awesome old International truck, quietly resting in a field near the gallows at Bannack Ghost Town. This truck has a proud look, even in it's sad state of repair. A great subject for HDR
This now retired Hulett Ore Remover stands in tribute to Cleveland's industrial heritage on the West Bank of the Flats entertainment district. It provides an interesting backdrop for the bright lights, loud music and beautiful people wearing as little clothing as they can get away with. The left to right, top to bottom orientation reminds me of a downward sloping graph, which to me represents the decline in heavy industry that has occurred here over the years. This image is the third installment in my one man, one lens Portrait of a City project.
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