old car old photo
Looking through old pictures I meant to post and never did, I came across this one I took on August 12, 2005. Odd how it only seems like yesterday I took it and now we are almost on the eve of 2007.
hidden treasure
So here is the treasure we were looking for — high up near the roof — hats! In 1716 when the bell-ringer died someone decided to remember him by nailing his hat high in the church just below the Belfry roof. This soon became a tradition and as bell-ringers died their hat was placed up there with the date they died painted on their hat.
Another interesting fact, the rafted (double hammerbeam) roof of the nave shown to the right of the photo dates back to the early 1500s, which makes it about the same date as Michelangelo’s painting on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel.
Another interesting fact, the rafted (double hammerbeam) roof of the nave shown to the right of the photo dates back to the early 1500s, which makes it about the same date as Michelangelo’s painting on the ceiling of the Sistine Chapel.
lakefront
I took this shot some time ago in Burlington (ontario), one can never spend enough time at the lake.
prayer cushions
Inside the church there were many brightly embroidered prayer cushions, but these were not what we were looking for, we were looking for something quite different, something left behind by bell ringers.
Actually I posted a pictures from this church before, a chest and the resent church carvings photo was also taken here.
To be continued...
Actually I posted a pictures from this church before, a chest and the resent church carvings photo was also taken here.
To be continued...
treasure hunters
Earlier this year when my mom and I explored this Essex church, St. George’s in Great Bromley, we were on a mission. Somewhere inside was a historical treasure that was rarely seen — it was out of reach but in full view of all who knew where to look — but most people did not know where to look. Although we did not know exactly where the treasure was we had heard rumors and came with good ideas where it might be found.
To be continued...
To be continued...
godspeed sir
I visited this church a couple of years ago and have posted previous photos of it (see photo 1 and photo 2). This was the church of one of my mom's friends, an elderly gentleman who had been a World War II Royal Air Force Navigator, I always enjoyed meeting and talking with him. Earlier this year on another trip to England I visited him in a nursing home where he had moved to after becoming ill. A few weeks ago as a result of that illness he passed away. He was laid to rest after a service in this, his local church, with full military honours. If anyone can find their way home he will — Godspeed sir.
exploring old churches
I took this shot in an English church ealier this year - I miss exploring those old churches.
before summer
I took this and the day before yesterday's picture in May when I visited Ontario’s Royal Botanical Gardens. Although that day seems so long ago, it remains a vivid and nice memory not just because of the flowers but because I was anticipating summer at that time. Perhaps early in the new-year I will go again and anticipate next summer.
remembering old friends
Last summer rummaging through my gear getting ready for a backcountry camping trip I came across an old Union Flag (sometimes called a Union Jack) and I threw it in my backpack. When I made camp I decided to fly it and unexpectedly it raised mixed emotions of happiness and melancholy.
Last summer rummaging through my gear getting ready for a backcountry camping trip I came across an old Union Flag (sometimes called a Union Jack) and I threw it in my backpack. When I made camp I decided to fly it and unexpectedly it raised mixed emotions of happiness and melancholy.
I don't usually camp beneath flags, but the last time I did I with oppos (mates) in the Royal Marines. So as the Union Flag flew in this picture and I cooked up my field rations I remembered those guys and those days. I especially remembered those oppos no longer with us: Bob Longhorn, Richard Coulter and Ian Beckett. Rest in peace guys — you are not forgotten.
Last summer rummaging through my gear getting ready for a backcountry camping trip I came across an old Union Flag (sometimes called a Union Jack) and I threw it in my backpack. When I made camp I decided to fly it and unexpectedly it raised mixed emotions of happiness and melancholy.
I don't usually camp beneath flags, but the last time I did I with oppos (mates) in the Royal Marines. So as the Union Flag flew in this picture and I cooked up my field rations I remembered those guys and those days. I especially remembered those oppos no longer with us: Bob Longhorn, Richard Coulter and Ian Beckett. Rest in peace guys — you are not forgotten.
quick flight
I am sorry I did not update photos for a while. I had to catch a plane somewhere on short notice and before I left my internet was down so I could not put the site on auto-post.
towers
I am no sure what these towers are for - but they made a good photo. I took this of the English Channel some time ago.
UPDATE: I am away for a week without internet and the site will not be updated until December 15.
UPDATE: I am away for a week without internet and the site will not be updated until December 15.
yellow sports car
Yellow has always been my favorite colour—although I would take this car in any colour!
finding my way
I know GPS is all the rage but I don’t use it in backcountry, instead I rely on my old Silva Compass. Perhaps I am old fashioned but I think calculating magnetic variation, taking bearings and matching the contours of the land to the map are a part of what being in backcountry is all about.
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