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Right side shows effect of a single s-curve adjustment, left side has the original exposure masked in.
Padre Island National Seashore (PINS) is a favorite place for me and my sons. There are over 60 miles worth of beach on which to camp, fish, and explore. At the south end -- 63 miles from the nearest paved road -- the beach dead ends at the jetty protecting the Port Mansfield channel. On the other side of the channel is South Padre Island. The fact that 90% of this beach is only accessible by 4-wheel drive vehicles keeps it relatively unpopulated and generally one can set up a camp site which is out of view of any campers to the north and the south. You get a couple miles of empty beach to play on. One sad note is that there tends to be a lot of trash due to this being sort of a focal point for the Gulf currents. On the bright side, some of the huge items which wash up would make for cool HDR. Can't wait to go back soon.
This MM has the longer ear corn elevator (feeder trough) that swivels at the top. The cobstacker is also longer than most. It seemed to me that the shelled corn elevator was taller than most of the other MM shellers Ive been around.
Millions upon millions of shells make up this beach. Sharp little buggers....
See where the photo was taken at maps.yuan.cc/.
Shell Montage fabric by Phillip Jacobs, Top made by Gloria Black, Quilting by Martha Steele. This is another one of Gloria's original designs. A good way to use those large prints.
Solar Vehicle alumnus Charles Habermann supervises a computer-controlled waterjet machine at PaR Systems that cuts the seamline between the shell and chassis
Photo Credit: Adem Rudin
Until December I'd never heard of a shell wreck, let alone seen one. Basically, from what I understand, every now and then a certain set of circumstances result in a LOT of shells being 'wrecked' on a shore. This wreck went on for a good quarter of a mile, if not longer. It was wide and it was deep, really deep. And it was mostly full of razor shells. Poor things, there must have been millions and millions of them. Great for hungry waders. Not so great for the North Norfolk population of razor shells.