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A quick trip out today to give the car a run out and to see what's up at the Barrow Hill Roundhouse the last roundhouse in the UK apparently and it's not even round, but it does have a few trains there. However there's really not a great deal to walk around. I does appear to be a working train yard that you can walk around. When I say a working train yard, it is probably open and working every weekend which is when the public can go an see what's there, but within 40 minutes I was on my way out, so don't expect to spend a great deal of time where.
This picture would have been better of the guy was facing me and was nearer and it wasn't so dark, but I got the effect that I was looking for with the sparks leaving streaks which I liked, however it wasn't as straight forward as you might think to get it right, but I shan't bore you with the detail.
Chester Zoo was the location last weekend. It was overcast and cold, so why not spend the whole day out of doors.. The butterfly house was a challenge as usual in as much as the camera was cold and the house was warm and humid, so everything misted up until the camera came up to temperature, oh and the fact that I don't really like the random way that butterflys randomly flit about as if they're not sure where they're going.
Here we have the lion pen, where there was a lion and two lionesses. I was just watching what was going on, and saw this little girl initially roaring a the lioness. Anyway, I decided to get a picture with the lioness and the girl in frame hoping to get the girl roaring. Little did I know that soemthing had changed and when I got home I saw this picture.
I can't remember when I did it but I heard about Trencherfield mill and heard that they have one steam day a month, what I didn't know is that the only thing at the mill is the engine and it opens for 45 minutes twice on those steam days, however I'm not sure if it's open other Sundays. So it was completely by chance that when we turned up, we arrived sufficiently close enough to it's opening time to hang about and wait. It could all have gone horribly wrong even primed with the knowledge that today was a steam day.
Intricacies of getting to see the engine aside, it's quite interesting and impresive, however if you don't like engines then there's nothing else to see to be honest, but seeing the engine drive the 20 ton flywheel with all it's 2000 horse power is an impressive sight with non of this behind a safety barrier nonsense. As soon as it was up to speed, you are invited to have a loom around the engine when it's running, hence this picture, and for those who care about photography, this was also my first attempt at shooting in raw format, or rather the camera quite nicely has produces a default jpg file and a raw file, so for those where the jpg is quite adequate then I'll take that one, but when they are a little off, then you can use the raw file to do a few refinements which is what I did with this one.
After a bit of driving to decide what to do we decided to go to Chatsworth and walk around in the rain. Well I say rain, but it wasn't hard enough to be called rain, but it was enough to be really rubbish to take pictures in and cause a mist everywhere which diffused the light and causing the landscape to look a little flat and wet everything making things a little slippy. However there were some really pretty impressive things that I have never seen at Chatsworth which my wife and I agreed would probably look look a whole lot better in the summer despite the fact they looked pretty good today. The problem is that whilst the eye sees one thing, the camera sees another, and a bright sky causes problems if the light is diffused.
Anyway enough about photography, this is picture of a pool at the top of the a waterfall in Chatsworth, if you follow the pool at the left, in the distance you can see a small canal in the distance which is where this flows and then drops off a 30-40ft fall. Like I Say, more for summer days.
It was a windly old day in Barmouth when I took this, and when you get out into the estury it did get a little blowy but nothing as blowy as when you got to the ends of the bridge where walking ipright was difficult enough forget the idea of cycling which some people were happy enough to brave. Still it was a good walk to burn off some cake and chocs and avoid the dredful Christmas TV. It was also a good excuse to get some phone signal which was patchy at best in the house and in parts of the town, and phone signal was in abundance when you got to the other side at the station which wss overshadowed by a phone mast.
Here at the Avro Heritage Museum they have a static Vulcan painted in blast white as it would have been when it was first created as a nuclear weapon delivery craft. Getting to the museum is interesting since you end up going through the old main gates of British Aerospace factory in Woodford and then have to navigate via the roads and the aircraft taxiways to what feels like the furthest end of the site.
The museum is OK to be honest, it's a little dry and a little amateurish it has to be said, but after chatting to one of the people there, this is just the start, with at least one more aircraft planned as a static exhibit and more info and displays, all planned to be there by the middle to the end of summer 2016..
Needless to say that the star of the museum is the static Vulcan and the Vulcan cockpit which was really surprisingly small. Now I knew it was small, but I somehow thought that it was laid out differently, what's worse is that for the lack of space in there, the real cockpit would have eben less space because the one in the museum has the co-pilot's chair missing, probably to help non-Vulcan pilots climb into the passenger seat without the whole experience being a health and safety nightmare.
It's been a quite few weeks to be honest,mostly sat at home not going anywhere, oh apart from the weekend we went to throw a pot, but that didn't take all weekend and the rest of it was spent in the house. So apart from going stir-crazy, nothing has happened, so I was determined to go out this weekend, so to Tatton we went. Well we nearly didn't get there for various reasons which I shan't go into for reasons of interest i.e. it just isn't interesting.
Anyway so here we are at Tatton and I'm wondering whether on this rather overcast day I could have chosen a worse place to go. Out of all the places we could have gone. Don't get me wrong Tatton is a fine place to go, but I've been so many times. Also an overcast day at Tatton means there aren't that many photo ops, that is until I got this one. So out came my macro lens and I took a couple. Out of all of them, this is the only one that's in focus... macro photography is mighty difficult.
After a quiet weekend we headed off to Knowsley Safari Park and I decided to crack out my zoom lens to see what I could see. Unfortunately with the reflections of the window sometimes all I could see was the inside of the car and no I didn't want to open the window for a better shot, in the lion enclosure. As usual we headed out when the weather was good and headed to a place where it was overcast most of the time which never helps when you're taking pictures.
Mind you there was nothing extraordinary, just the usual, ostriches trying to see if you have any food, lions lazing about and the apes making mischief with the cars.
Apparently these are all over the place in Germany as well as in Austria, Hungary, the Netherlands, Belgium, the Czech Republic, Norway and Ukraine, however so far I have only seen them in Colgne, not that my knowledge of German is at all extensive, even so it seems a very noble idea in some ways, though I'm not sure that Germans need any more reminders of the Nazis, but it does bring it home to you when you walk down a street and find group of four like this that could have been from the same family and you look at the building it was outside of and it appears to be a residential building that could have been there in the 20s and 30s.
Of course I haven't explained anything so whilst you might have guessed, I haven't really explained what this is about. To be honest I won't do too much of that, I'll let their website do it, but in short they give the last known address of someone who was a victim of the Nazis. The site doesn't explain much more, but in this case I think they al escaped to the USA, needless to say not all of the stones have the same fate.
Straight of the back of the sunny delights of the cold war and all that fun, we headed out today to a concentration camp that was then taken over by the Soviet forces to house political prisoners, so basically a concentration camp. Perhaps I am particularly an unfeeling person, but I didn't get the chills that other people get when visiting these sorts of places, what probably helps is that all the barracks have been torn down, so really all it is is a huge triangular field with watchtowers all around . I think it's a pity that you are unable to go up the watchtower(s) and see what it was like, but there you go.
What was weird was this, the place where autopsies were completed. An altogether pointless task bearing in mind that there were only 7 permitted outcome reasons from an autopsy and bearing in mind that those who completed them, often didn't complete the job at all in the fact that they would cut the body open and sew it up again straight away so it appeared that an autopsy had been performed.Still here is probably where you ended up if you died in the camp.