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The abandoned Frost schoolhouse is slowly decaying, definitely worth getting a few photos of this beauty, built in 1875 closed 1952.
OK, so I changed my mind. I promised that yesterday's image of the silos and swing set would be the last I'd foist upon you from Buffalo, but I just couldn't let this photograph go. I think it well expresses the immensity and deterioration of these mammoth structures. I hope you enjoy it.
The ghost town of Bodie, California contains several vehicles in various stages of deterioration. The state of California bought the town in 1962 and maintains the site in a state of "arrested decay".
Happy Truck Thursday!
I've passed by this old F 5 stuck between a couple elm trees before and at that time it was for sale. Well, its going to take a chainsaw and a lot of digging to move her now. Most likely, the old gal will remain as a rustic lawn ornament now...
Have a great truck thursday all!
A vintage case tractor soaks in a beautiful sunset from Windsor, CO, USA. 12-christopher-thomas.pixels.com/
Ambassador is an United Kingdom tea clipper built in 1869 (dimensions: 53.5 x 9.54 x 5.82 m). She was a composite clipper, built with wooden planking over an iron skeleton and was W. Lund & Co's first tea clipper. William Walker built Ambassador at Lavender Dry Dock in London.
Though considered a fast ship, Ambassador was said to be "very cranky and overmasted". Her first passage to the UK from Foochow came during the Tea Race of 1870 under Captain Duggan and took 115 days, a mediocre performance; that same year the fastest tea passage, also from Foochow, was made by the clipper Lahloo (clipper) in just 98 days. Ambassador 's fastest passage between China and England was 108 days, in 1872.
Ambassador has been beached in the Strait of Magellan at Estancia San Gregorio, Chile since 1899. In 1973 Chile declared her a historic monument. But you can imagine, that sooner than later it will disappear.
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Tales (or is it tails) of woe. Spotted what I thought would be a composition as I drove down what serves as a major highway in this part of the world, so I pulled off into a boreen to grab my shot. Up the boreen, I spotted a deer -- a young buck, in fact, who stood, staring at me. He tried to run, but one leg was fouled in a downed wire fence. Should I try and rescue the fellow? Maybe there was a farmer farther up who could help... so I throttled the car past our trapped friend, and observed a sign: "Tourmakeady Gun Club". Oh boy... they'll be wanting to put a bullet right between Bambi's newly sprouting horns... Horns that were the perfect size to gouge my heart out, should he so choose. But, hell, I've got to see if I can untangle him somehow, right? So I park and cautiously approach, and he's not having it... flailing wildly about, trying to escape from me... he bolts away, trips himself in the wire, flips backward end over end, and clunks his head on the road with a sound akin to a ripe watermelon. But, his acrobatics somehow set him free, and in a flash he was gone, without so much as a thank you to your man Fergal. Nothing to do now but go back to the car, and this image was taken where I'd parked up. Great light, a rusty gate, and the farmer's friend, the ever adaptable wooden pallet. Perfect. And the big bonus, my chest was still intact. As for the composition that started it all? Turned out to have been unsuitable. So it goes.
From what I can tell after researching for an hour online, these are three vintage tractors. The first two are made by International Harvester. I would guess the red one was produced in the 1960’s. The yellow one seems to be similar to those produced in the 1970’s. The wonderful old John Deere I think is a 1950’s version. There is also an old rotary mower chained to the John Deere. I guess they don’t want anyone to steal the tractor :-)
I took this picture in August and I never posted it. Now that I am over my cold, I am ready to go out and take some photographs, but it is supposed to rain all week. Anyway, is nice to see the green summer grass and trees.
That is to say, rusted out and not running. Don't get me wrong; I adore old Land Rovers like this Series 3, but the engineering was iffy at best, and the parts available now are either of poor quality, overpriced, or both. Still, I'd love a Series 2A decorating my garden, and feeding the soil with the gentle fall of rusty flakes from the chassis.