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Same object, 3 distances - Our Daily Challenge
The tray is about 3 inches across.
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Same as the other images with the glass door really, just wanted to show different emotions using different people behind this glass door theory. Comment and let me know what you really think, thanks.
Set 1
Same sex ballroom and latin dancing competition. Run by Jacky Logan and Ralf Schiller, held in the Rivoli Ballroom in Brockley London in 15th Feb 2014
All images are courtesy of Oskar Marchock
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Same sunset as the previous photo, there was an amazing flock of birds flying around and it was just a matter of waiting until they came into frame.
Camera: Nikon F801
Lens: Nikkor 50mm
Film: Fuji Superia 200
Flash:None
The radiated tortoise (Astrochelys radiata) is a species in the family Testudinidae. Although this species is native to and most abundant in southern Madagascar, it can be also be found in the rest of this island, and has been introduced to the islands of Réunion and Mauritius. As the Radiated Tortoises are herbivores, grazing constitutes 80-90% of their diet, while they also eat fruits and succulent plants.[4] A favorite food in the wild is the Opuntia cactus. They are known to graze regularly in the same area, thus keeping the vegetation in that area closely trimmed. They seem to prefer new growth rather than mature growth because of the high-protein, low-fiber content. These tortoises are, however, endangered, mainly because of the destruction of their habitat by humans and because of poaching.
The oldest radiated tortoise ever recorded was Tu'i Malila, who died at an estimated age of 188, the oldest tortoise being Adwaita.
Growing to a carapace length of up to 16 inches (41 centimeters) and weighing up to 35 pounds (16 kg), the radiated tortoise is considered to be one of the world's most beautiful tortoises.
This tortoise has the basic "tortoise" body shape, which consists of the high-domed carapace, a blunt head, and elephantine feet. The legs, feet, and head are yellow except for a variably sized black patch on top of the head.
The carapace of the radiated tortoise is brilliantly marked with yellow lines radiating from the center of each dark plate of the shell, hence its name. This "star" pattern is more finely detailed and intricate than the normal pattern of other star-patterned tortoise species, such as G. elegans of India. The radiated tortoise is also larger than G. elegans, and the scutes of the carapace are smooth, and not raised up into a bumpy, pyramidal shape as is commonly seen in the latter species. There is slight sexual dimorphism. Compared to females, male radiated tortoises usually have longer tails and the notch in the plastron beneath the tail is more noticeable.
Radiated tortoises occur naturally only in the extreme southern and southwestern part of the island of Madagascar. They have also been introduced to the nearby island of Reunion. They prefer dry regions of brush, thorn (Diderae) forests, and woodlands of southern Madagascar.
Males first mate upon attaining lengths of about 12 inches (31 cm); females may need to be a few inches longer. The male begins this fairly noisy procedure by bobbing his head and smelling the female's hind legs and cloaca. In some cases the male may lift the female up with the front edge of his shell to keep her from moving away.
The male then proceeds to mount the female from the rear while striking the anal region of his plastron against the female’s carapace. Hissing and grunting by the male during mating is common. This is a very dangerous procedure and there have been recorded cases where the female's shell has cracked and pierced the vaginal and anal cavities. Females lay from three to 12 eggs in a pre-excavated hole six to eight inches (15 to 20 cm) deep and then depart.
Incubation is quite long in this species, lasting usually between five and eight months. Juveniles are between 1.25 to 1.6 inches (3.2 to 4 cm) upon hatching. Unlike the yellow coloration of the adults, the juveniles are a white to an off-white shade. Juveniles attain the high-domed carapace soon after hatching.
Madagascar Exhibit
Bronx Zoo New York
Same goose as my last two goose shots...just a different frame in a high speed burst of shots. If you grab focus in the first shot and continue panning and firing the shutter, usually the entire sequence comes out.
The history of Montserrat is fascinating and started in 880 when a small group of shepherd children saw a bright light descending from the sky in the Montserrat mountains. In the same moment the children heard angels singing and the music filled their hearts with a radiant joy.
Overwhelmed by the experience the children ran home to frantically recall the experience to their parents. The parents were sceptical but knew their children were trustworthy and honest and so they went to where the children had experienced the visions to see if they could see what all the fuss was about.
For the whole month following the first visitation the parents were also witness to the same heavenly experiences and were left with only one conclusion. The visions were a sign from God.
A local vicar was brought to the scene and witnessed the same experiences as the children and parents. The visions occurred in the same location in a cave on Montserrat mountain. When this cave was explored by the religious elders of the community they found an image of the Virgin Mary. And from that moment on the cave became a holy sanctuary for religious pilgrims.
Today the site of the visions has been marked by a Holy Grotto on the mountain. You can walk to the Holy Grotto and see first hand where these events took place. The Holy Grotto has now be ordained a holy place and is visited by pilgrims and curious onlookers from all over the world.
(http://www.barcelona-tourist-guide.com/en/tour/montserrat-spain.html)
Grotte de Clamouse.
Jools and I share a lot of history, visiting the same places but at different times. One of those is St Guilham Le Desert and and the nearby caves.
Jools went in 1974 on a school trip, and I went in 1982 when I was advises on a camping trip to avoid sunshine due to prickly heat.
After watching a Rick Stein show on forgotten France, we had the plan to spend a week or two exploring France.
But the best laid plans and all that, so we went to Tuscany instead, but would take four days to come back, visiting St Guilham and the caves, as well as staying the night.
We woke at half six, traffic was already building on the motorway for the trip into Cannes. We stood at the winodw and watched cars try to get by other cars or trucks, then get stuck in lines. It was even worse on the local routes into the town, traffic solid both sides of the road.
We had a shower and got dressed, breakfast was at half eight, but that was fine as we had just a four hour drive ahead. A buffet breakfast, but with coffee, so anything beyond that would be a bonus.
We ate, washed up, packed and went down the two separate lifts to level -2 where the car was, load that up and program in our destination.
Only trouble was, we had to join local traffic for two miles before there was a small on-ramp we could use, so we inched along, and while 90% of traffic went east for Cannes and Italy, we headed west.
We would be heading west for a long time.
A digression:
Bitten to buggary.
On our last three days, various insects feasted on our flesh and blood, so that we were very red and blotchy come Monday. And the more you scratch the more they itch. We put on lotion, made no difference.
So, for the lst three days we have been itching a great deal, so not in good moods either.
Anyway. Back to the drive.
Traffic along the coast was busy, but once the road turned north, it became very pleasant for the most part. Its just the distances involved.
France is much bigger than we Brits realise, and coming back via Montpelier And Nantes would be a two day drive and then have four or more hours come Thursday.
The sat nav kept us on the right road, even if the signs did point to Barcelona for many hours The now-topped Alps had given way now to rusty red mountains, covered in scrub, looking like the wild west, but the motorway weaved its way through valleys and ever westward.
At some point we stopped for supplies, a filled roll and a drink, then back in the car for several more hours.
Finally, we reached Montpelier, and we took the road to Millau, though that visit would have to wait until the next day.
The road climbed, and travelled along roads lined with centuries old Plain Trees, but traffic means there was no time to take a shot, and anyway, we had an appointment.
Just before our destination, a wide and large load had got stuck under a bridge, the two drivers stood and scratched their heads. Someone's head will roll for that.
We came to the bottom of a gorge, this would be our home for the next 18 hours. At the end of the gorge, there is The Devil's Bridge, though in fact there are two, three if you include and old footbridge, and four as i'm pretty sure I saw the buttress of an even older bridge below the footings of the current one.
Looking up the gorge, the river was calm, there has been little rain this summer, so levels are very low, a guys was fishing from a paddle board, and we stood beside the road and looked down.
At two we went to the entrance of Grotte de Clamouse, where we were booked on the half two tour. There was time for a beer before starting.
We both have visited the caves before, Jools 50 years ago, and me 42, so I remember little.
There was about a dozen of us on the tour, with our guide speaking French and English, at first it was easy, but with a humidity of 89% and constant temperature of 16 degrees, C, it wasn't cold, but once we started climbing up through the system, I soon got warm, and the damp tiles meant I was pleased to have brought my walking pole.
I will describe later the things we saw, but I took lots of shots, and they will speak more than I can.
The final climb was up 84 steps, with formations towering over us as we climbed, and music played to add dramatic effect.
Stunning.
What was left was a climb down a long passageway with over 100 steps, back down to the entrance, and then more steps down to the terrace and more down to the road.
My knees were screaming, but I had done it.
We had another swifter of Juplier beer, then drove the 2Km to the village of Saint-Guilhem-le-Désert, where we would be spending the night in a bar.
Off the main road, and up a narrow lane up the valley side, until we reached the overflow car park, and the village was spread out on the other side of a small gorge, now dry.
We found a place to park, then we walked to the hotel on the square, then dropped our bags in the room, before going out to take the air and visit the church before it closed.
Saint-Guilhem-le-Désert is like a fairy tale, made real. Buildings apparently as old as the rocks there are built on, spit by narrow cobbled streets and alleyways.
In the centre of the square are some tables, and the two restaurants use them, so we sat and a waitress brought us a menu. We had the fixed meal: salad, beef bourguignon, bread, crepes to follow and I got us a bottle of local rosé wine.
It was magical, and the food fantastic, and being in the square, we could people watch, and ignore Billy the bulldog who tried to scrounge food of us. And failed.
Time for a wander round the village, before going back to the hotel for a nightcap, and take our tired legs up the wooden hill to bed.
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The Clamouse cave is located in Saint-Jean-de-Fos in the Hérault department , at the foot of the Séranne (Saint-Guilhem mountains). The cave opens a few hundred meters upstream from the Pont du Diable , near the medieval village of Saint-Guilhem-le-Désert , on the right bank of the Hérault gorges .
The beginning of the cave is known from the Middle Neolithic . A siphon limits access to the rest of the cavity. At the beginning of August 1945 (the 5th), following a partial drying out, speleologists from the Speleo-club of Montpellier penetrate the network. The following week the first 350 meters are discovered but the river is not reached and the galleries are devoid of concretions.September 25the concretionary galleries are joined, the development reaches 600 meters. The upper floors are reached onSeptember 30and theOctober 7thbringing the development to three kilometers. Other galleries were explored in the following years, advancing the cavity to more than 4 kilometers 2 . In 1964 the cave welcomed its first non-speleologist visitors.
The Clamouse cave has one of the most extensive underground networks in the southern Massif Central . Fluorescein stainings , carried out by Henri Paloc, Louis Martin (SCM) and Daniel Caumont (CLPA), have allowed us to better understand the extent of the network, extending more than seventeen kilometers from its resurgence on the Larzac causse 3 .
The cave was slowly formed in the dolomitic karst , thanks to the action of water, infiltrating into the fractures of the rock, while chemically wearing away, by the effect of corrosion, these crevices. Thus several levels of galleries were formed, corresponding to the lowering of the bed of the Hérault river:
An upper level, fossil, with vast rooms, abundantly decorated by large masses of concretions , notably fine and sparkling white crystallizations of calcite and aragonite , which have given it its international reputation.
An intermediate level, still sometimes flooded during periods of flooding. It consists of a complex of galleries dug by corrosion in the dolomitic rock and presenting walls cut into "stone lace". This group is called the "labyrinth", an area in which the first explorers got lost.
A lower, submerged level, in which water from the active underground river of the Clamouse constantly circulates, the level of which varies according to precipitation .
Same as No.1 fan and me, there were no official proposal. So we MADE Erick made it official, a week before the wedding.
Too bad I never got the official proposal, now that I think about it....may be that's why I was so fixed on shooting all of my wedding stuff in studio portrait session.
Lovely Same Sex wedding with visual cues for the ASL members of the event, reception at the Powder Mills Park.
Burger - SAME SAME burgers, Haad Rin Beach
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