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Striding Out

Striding Out

 

This street scenes utilises one of my favourite devices, that of shooting square on to the architecture so that the scene is shallow like a stage set and events progress across the scene  horizontally. The strong foreground holds it all together allowing the 3 figures to march across. I like the rhythm of the posts that see to be echoing the striding figure.

 

 

Riding the Cab

Riding the Cab

 

These Indian Railways metre gauge engines are huge and are far larger than most British standard gauge steam engines.

Just in case you might be feeling a little jealous, truth to tell, I travelled only about 300 yards down the yard to the turntable, but it was a dream come true!

 

 

Riding the Footplate

Riding the Footplate

 

This is what memories are made of.

Riding on the footplate of one of the last surviving Indian Railways metre gauge Pacifics in 1997.

 

 

Riding the Train 2

Riding the Train 2

 

It’s the second time around for this photo. The original version was posted in December 2013. It was in colour and can be seen here.

This picture has been prepared for a competition, and for an exhibition to be held in May. It has been cropped down quite a bit and I do prefer it more in mono than in colour. Please let me know which one you prefer.

 

 

Riding the Train

Riding the Train

 

A journey by train in India is a great way of getting around and in my experience it’s also very cheap, so on a holiday it helps to make the money go further while allowing you to see a lot more of the varied countryside.

Indian Railways is very efficient when it comes to booking tickets as well, and in the north there often was a separate window for foreigners to use at very busy stations. If you book in advance…..and that’s to be recommended….you will also appear on the list that’s posted on the side of each carriage, though sometimes the booking clerk has trouble with non-Indian names. For overnight services……and as it’s a big country, the chances are that your journey will be, at least in part, taken in the dark……each station has an allocation of berths. On a number of runs in the north of India I have arrived to find that the station has sold out of its allocation, but on boarding the train the TC will often be able to find an empty berth.

So polite are Indian families that they rarely tell you that you are sitting in one of their reserved seats, something I did on a journey from Chittorgarh when I first travelled by train in India. When one family discovered that I was an art teacher, I was asked to draw the children. Not an easy job on a rocking and rolling train.

Meeting people is what travel in India is all about. Travelling companions are sometimes very direct. “Where you from – What your name – How much you earn”. In the south of India, people seem to be less nosey.

Today’s photo was taken on the journey we took from Kannur in Kerala to Margao in Goa, and this very scruffy local train was running briefly alongside ours as we approached Bahtkal.

 

 

Take No Prisoners!

Take No Prisoners!

 

A pride of beautiful females, with a matronly lady riding flank and keeping an eye on the younger troops….

The rich colours and impeccable detail brings confidence and authority, A force to be reckoned with.

 

 

Zai & Horse

Zai & Horse

 

Ooty is high in the mountains in Tamil Nadu in the South of India. It’s a beautiful place with fine gardens, lakes and mountain retreats.

We’d been on the boating lake when Zai and Shyju spotted people offering horse riding, and of course they couldn’t resist giving it a go. Who wouldn’t miss the chance to ride on a lovely white horse. Zai certainly enjoyed the experience. The horse looks a bit unsure though.

 

 

Harbour in Winter

Harbour in Winter

Fredwood II sits on the mud in a deserted harbour view that was taken in mid-winter when even the townsfolk were sitting by the fire. As for tourists, no doubt they were jetting off to warmer climes. Even so families are preparing for Christmas and the shop windows are colourful in their wrapping paper red, and Christmas tree lights are beginning to appear, shyly hiding behind part-drawn curtains. Soon families will be visiting, and children will be riding their new bikes along the quayside. By then we shall be passed the shortest day and although winter will hold its breath for some time yet and the scarves will still hang by the door, the longer days will hold the promise of a new year and brighter, warmer weather to come.

 

 

Figures on a Bridge

An against the light shot on the lifting bridge at the entrance to Whitby Harbour in North Yorkshire.

Whitby is an attractive old town with an interesting harbour and with narrow streets that lead to the one hundred and ninety-nine steps below the Abbey. The station here is also the terminus of the North York Moors Steam Railway, so I was pleased about that!

I was also pleased at how my two captive walkers are striding out, neatly matching the shadows of the bridge diagonals, and there they are, forever held here in my photograph…….the magic of photography.

 

 

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