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Taking a photo walk around San Angelo, we spotted this old rusted down truck. It was missing a lot of parts including some tires. Majority of the body was intact though. While others were taking pictures of the whole truck, I thought it would be better to focus on the actual rust of the truck. It just seemed to tell a different story then the whole truck. The colors that this rust makes just shows how much time this old truck has seen.
I noticed a pool of water inside my van after driving in the rain where the car seats hook into the floor. Looking underneath I could find no problem. Thinking it was a floor panel leaking. Though no more about it till It happened again and I wasn't driving this time. I hadn't notice the rust forming on the roof. Ah Ha!. The car is mechanically sound and paid for since it is a 1996 model. No warrentees. ACK! Since it is on the roof I just might attempt a repair. Don't laugh! LOL
The Brooklyn Bridge is one of the oldest suspension bridges in the United States. Completed in 1883, it connects the New York City boroughs of Manhattan and Brooklyn by spanning the East River. With a main span of 1,595.5 feet (486.3 m), it was the longest suspension bridge in the world from its opening until 1903, and the first steel-wire suspension bridge.
A mangled propeller blade from one of the B-36s six radial engines. It was the only one I could find and sits in a boggy area south of the main debris field and east of the two radial engines. The U.S. military salvaged a propeller like this one, refurbished it and mounted it on the northern ridge as a memorial. I like the contrast between the rust and the green of the plantlife around it.
Rusted chains and a lock on a gate (leading up to my favourite red-roof barn)
I liked the combination of the steel lock with the partial rusted chain.
A piece of rust on the fence by Hobson's Conduit. I particularly like the flaking visible on the rust in this shot, it shows how the oxidation can pull away at layer after layer of metal, slowly undermining the entire structure.
Or a rust creature of some kind... found this in the Florida Keys when driving around with Ben looking for photo ops. The second story of a two-story-single-room apartment structure had burned itself hollow.
What this thing was originally, I have no clue.
I was on the fence about posting this pic. It's interesting, but so busy that there isn't a strong focus.
Guardrail that is not galvanized will eventually rust even though it is painted. This may be a low cost solution, but in the long run you pay for it.
I'm not sure what this was, but there were several large rusted metal boxes on the pier, and this one was particularly colorful.
A little minimalism today. The snow keeps falling around here, so I figured a little blue sky was in order.
Right about now I'm feeling really ready for the month of August to be over. August and February are generally the two times of the year when my energy is at low ebb.
We've had the hottest record in recorded history in Atlanta, which has made me feel absolutely sluggish. In an effort to shake it off and get back into some kind of physical activity, I scoured the apartment for my tennis shoes this morning so I could go for a jog. I couldn't find them! This is not a good sign.
I put on my hiking boots and went for a walk anyway. The madness has to stop somewhere.