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” As I went through my list of names so many, Only a select few came through as true as a penny. There were things that set each name apart, But only those few would remain in my heart. Forever to be called, friends to the end “
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A shot that I haven't posted before that I found whilst searching an old folder for a different shot.
The wonderfully named 'Badger's Rake Lane,' which runs from one side of The Wirral to the other side although it remains in Cheshire itself. There is a small wooded area called Badger's Rake Covert to the right of this scene where all our previous dogs are buried and as such holds many a memory for me.
The woodland was sold off and is now used as a place for woodland wild camping by a select few of the syndicate that bought it so at least I know it will be kept in good condition. It's private land now though.
“Only a select few are able to see the true beauty that lies behind what just might seem like a rainy day or a grey sky.”
– Jessica M. Laar
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Wicca's Originals @ The Warehouse Sale // July 23 - August 18 ☻ Item: Jadeon Nose Piercing
Todd County kicked off their 9th annual bale trail last month! For those who don't follow my flickr page, the bale trail is a tradition in this Kentucky county to celebrate the arrival of fall. Locals will decorate bales as different characters or objects and enter into competition. This year featured 65 entries. I'll show off a select few over the next few weeks on my photostream.
This fire truck bale was created by the Sharon Grove Volunteer Fire Department. Surprisingly it wasn't entered into the contest (potentially they missed the deadline?). Either way I loved finding this one while looking for the others and it was definitely a show stopper! Huge props to the creative folks who designed this one. 😁
2022 Bale Trail
Todd County, KY
(PS: Slowly trying to catch up everyone!)
Such a contrast with the skyscrapers and the housing all in the same area.
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Returning along the Canyon Overlook Trail from a select few first light images before the sun rose above the clouds, I decided I wanted to turn back and look one more time.
Although somewhat washed out, I still enjoyed the scene. The stillness of a cold winter morning, the vastness and grandeur of the formations before me, it makes you appreciate the foresight that people had in setting aside these lands for future generations.
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#38 ⭐ March 10, 2021
Recognition:
Merit Image - MAR 2021 Professional Photographers of San Diego County (PPSDC) - Nature/Landscape Category
I have been shooting RAW full time for roughly 9 years now, and editing them offer so much more flexibility than straight JPEG files off of the camera. In addition to shooting RAW for that long, I have been doing flash work for close to 7 now, and in that time, I have lost count on shots that I have botched in some capacity that I chalk up to learning experiences. However, there are a select few, a few photos that have fallen into a list that no matter how many successful trips since attempting, stay in my mind for my failures, photos that are painful lessons and make you hate this hobby and crush the desire to want to shoot anytime soon after.
Almost 5 years ago, when I was working in Lansing still, it was not often that I carried my night equipment to work, so there were opportunities that I missed, but for some reason on this day, I brought them to work, and at the time I was thrilled I had when I saw that L501 came out of the tunnel with BCOL 4642 leading. I got all my work done and had some free time at the end of the night when they were leaving Flint, and I made the decision to risk it at the Lansing Coal Tower, which for me at that time, going to at night was anything but something I enjoyed. As a result of this hesitance, I elected to delay my set up to limit my time there, which I grossly underestimated. With limited time to set up and plan accordingly, lights were not set up properly, no testing took place, and the shot was, at the time, deemed a painful failure that made the infamous list. The photo stayed on a memory card that was replaced with a faster card and resided in my bag ever since.
Fast forward to a few days ago, while dumping my active card, I noticed a wonderfully lit rainbow above my house after a brief thundershower, and in a moment of haste, I grabbed a backup card in my bag, the card that held this shot, and it was discovered this existed while looking through it. With fresh eyes, 5 additional years of editing experiencing, and some odd optimism that I could save it, success came to fruition. While it did take more work than what I like to do, the flexibility of RAW files came through, and took a photo that spent so long on the list of painful lessons was successfully removed and is now one I can call good enough.
Independence Day 2016.
I came back to this vantage for the fireworks after six years, partially to observe whether my photographic and post-processing skills had improved since. (I would like to believe they have). I'll try to post the image I captured back in 2010 below so you can compare.
Recent events (both domestic and international) in the past two months have been rather overwhelming to digest and fully comprehend without a profound sentiment of sadness. Malice is a severe illness that can only be cured if one is willing to engage in challenging his or her own set of beliefs. That requires a determined desire to open one's mind to its uttermost capacity. As long as one believes he or she is absolutely correct, and everyone else is wrong, there will never be any progress in achieving any degree of empathy or acceptance of others who do not look or think like ourselves. Good and evil come in all shades everyday, not just a select few on certain days of the week. Also, the ulterior motives of those same shades rarely ever represent, nor should they define, an entire demographic. I'll leave it at that.
Nevertheless, to evade closing on such a melancholy note, I do sincerely hope you're all having a relatively pleasant summer or winter.
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Of all the many years I’ve been shooting the Indiana Harbor Belt from Point A to Point B, gathering every unit on the roster and almost covering every location on the railroad, this photo in particular might be my all time favorite.
The sun has just risen in Northwest Indiana, as a BA2 crew takes a stolen hump set back to their home of Blue Island Yard light power on the IHB Kankakee Line. A pair of rather clean looking Tennessee Orange SW1500s (IHB 1511/1524) and *now retired* (IHB 477) hump trailer/power booster/slug whatever you may wanna call it, cross the calm waters of the Grand Calumet River northbound along Kennedy Avenue in East Chicago, IN. Taken: 8-8-20
Three years later, these two pups are still in orange paint, as over the course of 4 years a select few switchers got branded with AC, PTC, and a hand full of other modern upgrades, as well as their the companies refurbished “retro paint.” As for the 477, it was almost always paired up with the 1524, as they used to humped cars daily at Blue Island Yard, now scraped.
Ancient rusty garden edging hoops at the Botanic Gardens, with a select few turned gold by direct rays of the late evening sun.
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Wells Cathedral in Somerset, UK, is often considered one of the finest Gothic structures in Europe, and certainly amongst the most beautiful. Described as the "most poetic" of English cathedrals, it has an artistic unity and flair only seen in a select few buildings.
The West Front at Wells is a masterpiece in its own right, being 145 feet wide and 100 feet high to the top of the gable. It contains several hundred statue niches, of varying sizes, and was described by Alec Clifton-Taylor as "one of the great sights of England". The western towers framing the facade are 124 feet high.
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Her life was never perfect. She always did her best to please everyone, even at the cost of her own happiness. This would in the end be a grave mistake. She knows now to never sacrifice her happiness for someones enjoyment. In the end she learned the hard way. She is not sad or hurt by the actions others took upon her. She was just disappointed in her self for allowing it to go own for so long. Her happiness would be her own. She would only do things that would never sacrifice her dignity, pride, happiness, and love. This was her and hers alone. The select few she would choose to open up to she knew were and would be wort it. Even if in the end it all shatters . You can love a thousands times over again, you can break even more. Its how you get up and move on with your life that makes or breaks you.
Trying to mix it up a bit. I seriously cant take pictures of anything other than a very select few cars. : )
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"In the heart of the Fairelands, where the veil between the realms of the living and the dead grows thin, lies Öndheim (the Realm of the Spirits, in Old Norse). This fantastical realm, cloaked in mist and mystery, serves as a crossroads for souls traversing from one world to another.
In Öndheim, time dances to its own tune, and the landscape is a tapestry woven from the threads of dreams and memories. Ancient trees whisper secrets to the wind, towering mountains rise majestically against the backdrop of an endless sky. Structures carved from solid rock and adorned with precious gold dot the landscape, their intricate designs telling tales of ancient civilizations long gone. At the center of it all stands the Dòmbjalla, a majestic bell where souls gather to await their fate.
Deep within the mountain lies a secret chamber known only to a select few. Here, amidst the towering peaks and shimmering gold structures, the Fjǫrsteði, the Forge of Life burns eternal, tended by ancient Titans whose duty is to keep the pulsating heart of Ondheim alive.
The entrance to the chamber is hidden amidst the gardens of the Realm and the Bell of Judjment, guarded by ancient wards and powerful enchantments. Few have ever dared to venture into its depths, and only those who are determined to fight the Unweaver can access it, for the secrets it holds are known only to those who wield the most powerful weapon to defeat it once and for all: Hope.
Among the spirits who dwell in Öndheim are those who await judgment, their ethereal forms drifting through the golden valleys and rocky crags. Some wander alone, lost in contemplation of their past lives, while others gather in small groups, seeking solace in the company of their fellow souls." - Kadaj Yoshikawa
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Not much of a Disney fan but I have a select few movies/characters I like a lot. That said, expect more Disney magic in the very near future~
I went out to Pompano Pier this morning to catch the sunrise not expecting lightning. In fact, I didn’t see any flashes until I walked to the beach from the parking garage. The storms were moving away to the east but I managed to catch a few shots, this being my favorite. (“Fulgur”, Latin for lightning, derived from “fulgere”, “to shine” or “to flash”. Just in case you’re curious, “tonitru” refers to thunder. Sorry to nerd out but I thought a select few would appreciate that.). (Sony a9iii, 16-35mm lens @ 17mm, 6 seconds, f/4.5, ISO 800).
After driving 2 1/2 hours to see absolutely nothing in the quad cities, I decided to take the fun, backlit way home and chase the Iowa Interstate's CBBI thru western Illinois, in mostly unfamiliar territory. The Interstate has always been my favorite railroad, so it was nice to spend some time on the more interesting segments of the railroad, rather than just watch them leave Blue Island and see a transfer or two.
Here the railroad is, ripping up the grade into Sheffield, Il. Behind the 503 were two of the railroad's GP38-2s, which absolutely love to smoke, and needless to say, their presence definitely made this photo more fun to work with in post!
A select few of you will understand the relevance of this title. Trying to be clever, failing per the usual.
Air to Air Hellenic F-4’s..
With nobody outside of a select few knowing low long the HAF will keep their Phantoms flying, & it’s replacement F-35’s due to be manufactured from 2028 onwards, the rumours the remaining Spooks moving from Andravida to nearby Araxos, while Andravida gets an upgrade to operate the new jets, remain.
So the chance to fly alongside them this year, was too great to resist.
After all, any A2A event with F-4’s could be the last time it happens.
There’s something about these beasts that hold a fascination. I remember going through my Father’s World at War magazines in the 80’s & there was a US Navy photograph shot air to air in Vietnam in one issue that I drew (quite proud of it to this day) & since then I’ve been a bit obsessed.
We departed Kalamata in the afternoon, flying along the western coast of the Peloponnese to meet up with a returning F-4 pair somewhere near Patras. The landscape below us was scarred by recent fires; the damage was widespread. A testament to the firefighters on the ground and in the air, it was a miracle how they stopped the fire from spreading to the urban population.
Circling above the Gulf of Patras, we spotted our target. Sure enough, two Phantoms belonging to 338 Squadron gave us a couple of fast fly-by’s, enough to capture a ‘wall-hanger’ or two.
Having been in the circuit with them, we landed at Andravida and were taken into 338 Squadron's HQ & made to feel very welcome.
Theo, the boss, appeared, wishing us all well. He looked heavy with burden, like he had the world upon his shoulders. Half of his squadron were still in Poland following the horrific crash of the Polish F-16 and the death of Major Maciej “SLAB” Krakowian.
Theo was dealing with the logistics of bringing his team and his aircraft home. But he still had time for us. Nobody would have blamed the team if they cancelled the sortie, but they got the all-clear.
And so it was they pulled out all the stops for us on a beautiful late summer's evening: Phantoms in golden light.
We departed Andravida and, again, the Phantoms followed, expertly flown by the Hellenic Air Force's finest.
It was all over far too soon, but the sight of those legendary jets behind us will stay with me always.
I hope the photos I’ll upload in the coming weeks do this sacred opportunity justice.
For me, it was the perfect end to a perfect day.
Long live Hellenic Phantoms! I hope they're around for as long as possible.
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"Oblong stones sink
slow and sideways. Shaped
by the weight of the waves,
dutifully vibrating nature's
lunar-bound graces,
they wash ashore only for
closed palms to forsake them.
The cheerful will
cherish them, place them
on windowsills, or on graves." - Kristen Henderson, Of My Maiden Smoking
My small pottery bowl filled with a select few rocks and stones has a few new stones from this beach. I sometimes roll the stones in my hand and remember the time I spent at certain places I collected these gems. I also have a friend who makes lovely jewellery from local river stones. I am hoping she can make a special pendant for me with that one special stone I found on Lake Superior.
I thought this small section of weirdly contorted sandstone on the Northumberland coast felt strange and other worldly. So I decided not to correct the blue colour cast borrowed from the blue sky overhead. This is revealed by the camera simply by setting a shady white balance. I also opted to include the small splash of reflected sunlight at the top of the frame. This provides both an accent colour and point of difference to show the colour is actually balanced.
Personally, I find this kind of thing fascinating. As Flickr friends will know, I do enjoy a bit of ambiguity and abstraction in my photography. Although I realise this isn’t the case for everyone, and this one will likely only appeal to a select few!
Leica SL3 2.8/28-70. Original photograph copyright © Simon Miles. Not to be used without permission. Thanks for looking.
The final location I headed for to shoot the coal drag was Mineral Springs Road, on the far east end of the CSS yard at Bailly. The train is pulling east of the yard, and will eventually stop and shove back east into industrial Burns Harbor once they reach enough headroom.
Thankfully the dust rain had stopped, and the sky had opened up for quite the sunset, ironically at the end of the crew's journey. It just so happened to time itself out perfectly!
Huge thanks to the select few responsible for making this chase happen. Haven't had this much fun in a while!
— said the ancient Greeks, who sought her wisdom and guidance. Only a select few were allowed to enter. Even statesman Perecles, who ordered the building of the temple, was alleged to only be allowed as far as the second step outside the temple.
Clothed in it's original metallic green, this 1935 Aston Martin MK II Bertelli sports sedan is at speed on Hiway 1. Designed by Bertelli and constructed next door at Bertelli's brother's shop.
Some manufacturers start as roadcar makers and make racecars, but a select few start as racecar makers and become roadcar makers. Augustus Cesare Bertelli, one of automotive racing history’s only driver, owner and manufacturer combos, was the man that made this transition possible for Aston Martin.
Aston Martin didn’t always make posh exotic cars, they started by making stripped down, single-seat race cars. They had a slow start. Just as founders Lionel Martin and Robert Bamford were finishing their first production car, World War I broke out, and the company’s equipment was sold off to Sopwith Aviation Company when they joined the war effort. They had only made a few racecars up until this point, including the “Razor Blade” seen here.
It wasn’t until 1920 that Aston Martin was refounded with funding Count Louis Zborowski, a racer and engineer himself. For four years they managed to make a few cars and break a few records, but went bankrupt in 1924, was revived once more with nobel money, and then failed yet again in 1925.
Then in 1926 Augustus Bertelli, along with a group of investors, took over. From 1926 to 1937 Bertelli was Aston Martin’s technical director and designer. Also a racer himself, he became one of the few people in racing history to be a driver, owner and manufacturer at the same time! The cars made during this era have since been called “Bertelli cars,” because of A.C. Bertelli’s comprehensive influence on the cars’ design and production.
During this time Aston Martin Motors made cars with 1.5 liter engines like the “International”, “T-Type”, “Le Mans”, “MKII”, “Ulster”and a 2 liter racer called the “Super Model”. During this time, road cars became Aston Martin’s focus, and after being financially bailed out a few more times by various English noblemen during the 30’s, this is where their focused remained. That is, until another World War interrupted their production in favor of aircraft parts.
Aston Martin went 3rd over all at Le Mans in 1935 in the Ulster model of this same car with the same 1.5 liter OVC engine, ahead of many much larger pure racing cars! This is the original paint color
Five live steam locomotives rest easy in the woods of Pocahontas County as several photographers shoot into the evening. Cass is one of a select few places in the states that harbors several operating steam locomotives, and is a must visit.
A tutti è dovuto il mattino, ad alcuni la notte. A solo pochi eletti la luce dell’aurora.
To all is due the morning, to some the night. Only a select few the light of dawn.
(Emily Dickinson)
MUSIC:
The Nutcracker - Waltz of the Flowers.
All losses are caused by different reasons, but a select few of them happen because something was straight out taken from us, or we were taken ourselves. Imagine being not only stripped of your clothes, your dignity, and your pride, but also being forced to go along for the ride. A ride that involves no acceptance, no going with the flow, no ability to fight, just being absolutely forced to comply with everything and everyone being taken from you.
This can all be metaphorical to describe a situation in your life, but it can also be exactly what it describes. Sex trafficking is still a very real thing and is one of the worst kind of losses you can go through as a human being. Did you know that over 27 million people a year are forced into jobs, not just sexual ones, but hard labor jobs as well? You hear about the numbers sometimes of women and girls forced to be sex slaves, but you don't hear about the number of slaves working on farms, ranches, in mines, and this doesn't even include the number of inmates locked up on bogus crimes and forced to do the jobs society has deemed undesirable. Silenced, subdued, shackled, and sometimes raped repeatedly, there are depths a person can fall into that are unimaginable while the rest of the world declares "We should do something." While sipping their starbucks, and going to get a massage on the weekend at the spa from one of the trafficked women in town.
Next time you feel like you've lost everything, just remember there's a lot further you could fall, and your situation can most likely be fixed a lot easier than some other people's darkest days.
A special one for the trick or treat bags.
They've been siloed in a secret place, treated with a process known only to a select few.
They'll reach maturity late Halloween night.
Each is unique with its own collection of ghoulish goodies.
Supplies well stocked but orders coming in faster than you would have imagined.
Advisory: Not for consumption.
Contents will rapidly grow into pets.
Parental supervision advised.
Happy Shocktober.
I'm just back from a 4 day road trip and will come around to at least view some of your photos.
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One of the largest, fastest, and most widely distributed of the dragonflies, the Green Darner is also one of the select few dragonfly species that migrates. It is, like the Monarch Butterfly, a generational migrant: eggs are laid on the way south, hatch and migrate further south, where eggs are laid for the return journey. Given the lengthy developmental phases of each stage, the cycle is lengthy and random. As one source suggests, the dragonfly in this image may be the grandchild of a dragonfly that headed south - not last fall, but some previous autumn.
They can fly almost 60 kms/hr, and in migration can cover over 120 kilometres a day. They are aggressively territorial and will eat other dragonflies that ignore that territorial marking; the legend is that some birders saw one try to take down a Ruby-throated Hummingbird.
This species takes its pauses lower than others, often at or near ground level. This particular dragonfly let me photograph it through the emerging wild grasses, which are its resting habitat. I secured some other images on a low branch, but I liked the effect of the grasses more.
That blue is something else when they are whizzing around you, hunting.
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A daylily, day lily or ditch-lily is a flowering plant in the genus Hemerocallis a member of the family Asphodelaceae, subfamily Hemerocallidoideae, native to Asia. Despite the common name, it is not taxonomically classified in the lily genus. Gardening enthusiasts and horticulturists have long bred Hemerocallis species for their attractive flowers; a select few species of the genus have edible petals, while some are extremely toxic. Thousands of cultivars have been registered by the American Daylily Society, the only internationally recognized registrant according to the International Code of Nomenclature for Cultivated Plants. The plants are perennial, bulbous plants, whose common name alludes to its flowers, which typically last about a day.
It' probably controversial to say this, but I like nature that has been improved by man. Nature is swell, don't get me wrong, but I am always drawn to the places where man has improved something in nature. A great lodge, a bridge, heck, look at Going to the Sun Road in Glacier! Its the main attraction. Anything the CCC built during the depression is always my favorite part of the park, no mater which park. I like that they open up nature to so many others to fall in love with. There is a book called Last Child in the Woods that makes the argument that preservation has gone way too far (are you listening Parks Departments?). The idea is that if you close off nature to the select few, the fit, the rugged, then that group will keep getting smaller. They will have a hard time defending these places politically, and these places will start to disappear. On the flip side, if you open up these fantastic places with improved trails, cool bridges, and catwalk trails, more people see them, they fall in love, and greater numbers of people respect these places, want to actually fight to keep them. The more you share, the stronger these places will become.
So in this shot, in Johnston Canyon up in Canada, I just love that they took this great canyon, with a great river, and great trees, and did what any nature lover should do- bolt a catwalk to the side of the cliff. Oh yeah, that's my kind of nature. That's why this image features the catwalk as prominently as the river. I tried to really play with light in this image to pull you into the frame. Enjoy.
After running light to Eagle Bridge from Greenwich Junction, RS-1 3501 returns north with two loads in tow. The short train is crossing the Hoosic River moments after departing the Berkshire & Eastern interchange at Eagle Bridge. In 2024, the Batten Kill Railroad is one of a select few places, in North America where you may find an Alco RS-1 in revenue freight service. 3501 has been affectionately nicknamed "Buttercup" for obvious reasons.
RPCX 3501 RS-1
A bit of Mist on the fields will make things grow better next season. But it only works in Germany and a select few other places! At least the Germans insist it does. If you ask me, it's probably bullshit.
For what could be the final time all 5 are lined up having worked possibly for last time, the 2023 RHTT season draws to a close with a private photo event.
37407 37419 37425 37716 37422 all stand proud having all been washed and cleaned and even a few bits painted ready for a group of selected few photographers.
This is it. The end of my long journey. The journey that seemed like it would never end, but also went by so fast. A journey of not only improving in photography but learning about me. The real me. Going on in this project I thought I would never improve, I thought I would never be the photographer I wanted to be. I almost gave up way too many time. But this project has made me realize my true passion for photography, no matter how good or bad I am at it. I believe that this is what I was meant to do. I have learned so so much, & still there is more to learn. I want to thank all of you who supported me everyday, or most days. You all have inspired me so much I cant even begin to explain. I hope I have inspired you in some way too. I definitely am not happy with every single picture. There is only a select few that I actually love. But that’s the learning process right?
And to all the friends I have made through flickr…you all are amazing. You supported me the whole way. You all have inspired me in one way or the other. And not just photograph form. You helped me through photography and my life.
This is just the beginning for me. I have learned what I wanted to learn and now I will use all my knowledge throughout the life of a being a photographer.
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i am not very happy with this shoot, due to the fog....but its all i got.
i hope you like it.
& i took over 300 pictures. but i am too lazy to post any more in comments. :)
Columbian Presbyterian Church in Lafayette, NY.
I took this shot in 2009 while stationed in Ithaca, NY as a military recruiter. Here in 2022, I came back and did some editing to add some 'star spikes' to a select few of the stars.
Taken on a Canon 7D with Canon 70-200mm f/2.8L lens
Conway Scenic's Notch Train crosses the Saco River for the second time in their trip; they'll cross it six more times for the round trip. This is the second time in a row that I've gotten just the 252 running on the train, resulting in it running long hood forward for the key shots to get in the notch. Nonetheless, the shorter days of fall allow for a couple shots with at least some nose light on their way up to the Notch. This is the Second Iron Bridge, a relatively unseen location compared to the Fourth a few miles from here, but also a bit more open, and definitely a lot quieter than the Fourth Iron Bridge. A select few trees that may encounter gravity issues would definitely open up this scene a lot more, but that's something for another day.
A small part of NS' TOP21 program includes the elimination of older power. The ex Conrail SD60M/I's were next on the list. By around April of 2019, all of NS' SD60M/I fleet were sold off or scrapped. Only a select few hung on for coal trains until their SD60E successors were modified for service. The M's and I's were kept on the Strawberry Ridge coal trains because they were able to fit under the rotary dump system at the plant. Now that some of the E's were retrofitted to fit under the rotary dump, the old ex Conrail unit's days were basically numbered.
Here, NS 6724 backs down onto a loaded coal train, presumably NS 534, at Rose Yard in Altoona, PA to be taken north later that morning.
BNSF Fakebonnet 783 leads tank train B116 out of Deshler and into the evening light with a decent lashup for todays standards. This train somehow flew under the radar most of the day, with only a select few individuals out chasing.
Deshler, Ohio
The Gardner Earl Memorial Chapel is a "stunning example of Romanesque architecture, the Gardner Earl Memorial Chapel is Oakwood Cemetery’s most significant structure. Its opulence fosters a great understanding of Troy’s prominence during the Industrial Revolution and Gilded Age. Opened in 1890, this gorgeous edifice celebrates the Victorian notion of grandeur in death—and offers a window onto the extraordinary affluence of a select few." "Organized in 1848 at the height of the rural cemetery movement and now a National Historic Landmark, Oakwood Cemetery is both graveyard and garden and spreads over 280 acres of wooded parkland north and east of the City of Troy and the Village of Lansingburgh. As one of the most exceptional rural cemeteries in the United States, the grounds of Oakwood feature beautiful trails, several ponds, sculptures, and stonework. Oakwood commands views of the Hudson River Valley which serve as a spectacular backdrop to the history of its 'residents'." Oakwood website 2022-05-31
Mt Momizawa, center right, and Mt Sugoroku dead-center, look inviting. Btw, there are 4 major ridgelines merging altogether at Mt Yari, one running straight: Mt Kitaho-Daikiretto-Mt Minamidake-Mt Nakadake-Mt Ohbami-Mt Yar; the others curving like blades of sickles: 1) Higashi Kama (East Sickle, literally) for Mt Tsubakuro-Mt Otensho-Mt NIshidake-Mt Yari; 2) NIshi Kama (West Sickle) for Mt Sugoroku-Mt Momizawa-Mt Yari; 3) Kita Kama (North Sickle) for Yumata Onsen (or alternatively Kitakamazawa) to Mt Yari. #3 (Kita Kama) has taken not a few human lives so far (no traces of footprints or not a single even-scarcely-beaten trek path either, and overhanging rocks along the way), so even experts demonize it. Maybe that's why only a select few give it a try here with a huge risk.
Sage Drive - Bear Creek CC
I chuckle at the same type trees having their very own time frame to begin the fall colors. Apparently this one was going to get a head start.
It's really just beginning in north central Iowa. Not too many turning color yet, well except for a select few showing off . . .
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When I climbed Whitetailed Peak back in 2011 it was probably one of my better hiking achievements to date. Six and a half thousand feet of ascent were required to reach the 12,500 plus summit and the return hike was around 24 miles. This image was take with a zoom when we gained our first views of the peak. It was still at least four and a half thousand foot above us and many miles away.
I have played around in photoshop in an attempt to enhance the dramatic view and also to make the "White Tail" stand out. Of course that is how the peak gained its name. I am even told that there are a select few who occasionally ski that gully which descends a full four thousand feet from near enough the summit.
Before our group of four climbed this peak we had searched around for news from anyone who had made an ascent that year. We drew a blank so in an attempt to understand what the high altitude snow pack was like a good friend took a flight in his light aircraft to check out the conditions. It was deemed suitable for a long ascent and we duly had an exceptional and remarkably long day out in the hills. We were probably the first to climb the hill that year as well.
Whitetailed Peak at 12,551 feet is the fifth highest peak in Montana and stands just under 250 feet lower than the highest, Granite Peak at 12,807 feet tall.
The Narita Taiko matsuri is one of the three biggest Japanese drumming festivals (the others being the Matsumoto Taiko matsuri and Earth Celebration held on the island of Sado).
Held every April, it brings together some of Japan's best amateur taiko groups, many of which are school teams.
Being chosen to play at the festival brings huge prestige to the school and the competition to be one of the select few to participate is fierce in the extreme...