Showing posts with label bridges. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bridges. Show all posts
Sunday, December 1, 2013
Monday, September 16, 2013
The Boats of Battlesbridge
Labels:
antiques,
Battlesbridge,
birds,
boats,
bridges,
Essex,
River Crouch
Sunday, October 28, 2012
Elsterbecken
There is a great advantage to getting up early on a Sunday morning with the sun slowly rising over the horizon. Everything looks awesome.
| View out of Leipzig from the Zeppelin Bridge |
| View towards the city from the Zeppelin Bridge |
| The colours of autumn |
Labels:
autumn,
bridges,
Elsterbasin,
Elsterbecken,
leipzig,
nature,
trees,
water
Wednesday, August 8, 2012
Sassnitz - A Day in Sassnitz
After much venturing and trekking and general doing stuff the last day was spent in Sassnitz, wandering the streets to see what could be found...
| detail from the a building |
| Wall painting |
| another wall painting |
| this rose has seen better days... |
| more flowers I don't know the name of |
| these ones are yellow... |
| overlooking the harbour |
| bread+seagulls=dinnertime |
| mine... |
| FIGHT... |
| come fly with me... |
| feeding the locals |
| thank you for dinner |
| the breakwater is |
Thursday, August 2, 2012
Sassnitz - Schooners and Sailboats
On Day Three we went back to the Königsstuhl, by bus, and found out one had to pay eight Euros to enter the visitor center and see the view from the top of the 118 metre high chalk cliff. So we contented ourselves with a wander on the beach. Then back to Sassnitz and a wander around the harbour to the breakwater lighthouse which guards the harbour entrance as the sun was setting.
| the protected beech tree forest |
| a wrecked shell of a boat |
| old rope tangled and matted by the tide |
| old rope and red algae |
| The Coccinellidae are a family of beetles, known variously as ladybirds |
| The Ancient Greek word for seaweed was φῦκος (fūkos or phykos) |
| a fine goatee |
| green rocks and blue sky |
| the coastline... |
| the flotsam from a shipwreck |
| the first cat we encountered... |
| the steps down to the harbour |
| the sun starts to set |
| flying home across the harbour |
| towards Sassnitz's new narbour |
| he touched the butt... |
| mine... |
| all moored up for the night |
| the setting sun |
| It's not a schooner... it's a Sailboat. |
| A schooner IS a sailboat stupid head! |
| Sassnitz Breakwater Lighthouse |
| a fish supper |
| nightfall in the old harbour |
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