<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082</id><updated>2011-07-28T03:41:54.029-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HARTLAND SMITH'S ECLECTIC BLOG</title><subtitle type='html'>Here is a Blog that is devoted to practically any
topic that comes to mind as I sit at my keyboard. I like Trains, Boats and all sorts of other subjects--even Circuses, Photography and Amateur Radio.--The Old Timer</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>12</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-7645744243541842929</id><published>2008-11-01T13:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T14:33:26.338-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NOVEMBER COLORS IN MICHIGAN</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bushes and berries in Birmingham, Michigan are especially bright today, November 1, 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SQzBvvEfo1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/8pUW2genrEQ/s1600-h/burningbushu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 226px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263795090322596690" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SQzBvvEfo1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/8pUW2genrEQ/s320/burningbushu.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here is the Burning Bush at the rear of the yard. We could see it while enjoying our noontime meal on our solar heated glassed in porch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SQzCLEONxMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ODj_CnCYfCc/s1600-h/dogwoodbacku.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 220px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 320px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263795559856981186" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SQzCLEONxMI/AAAAAAAAAEM/ODj_CnCYfCc/s320/dogwoodbacku.JPG" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to Jack Frost, the leaves on the dogwood in the center of our backyard have turned a brilliant red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SQzCzt0OykI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aToHkkhl3m8/s1600-h/berriesbacku.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 205px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263796258217052738" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SQzCzt0OykI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aToHkkhl3m8/s320/berriesbacku.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This closeup view shows the shiny red dogwood berries among the brightly colored leaves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SQzC_BuCsmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EnZVaBh3xDc/s1600-h/berriesfrontu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 217px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263796452538364514" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SQzC_BuCsmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/EnZVaBh3xDc/s320/berriesfrontu.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In the front yard the dogwood leaves are just beginning to turn. However, the red berries show up well in contrast to the greenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Just a reminder.  You can enlarge any photo by merely double clicking on it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-7645744243541842929?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/7645744243541842929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=7645744243541842929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/7645744243541842929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/7645744243541842929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2008/11/november-colors-in-michigan.html' title='NOVEMBER COLORS IN MICHIGAN'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SQzBvvEfo1I/AAAAAAAAAEE/8pUW2genrEQ/s72-c/burningbushu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-110618300513946290</id><published>2008-10-07T14:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T11:54:15.762-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACKING UP TO CHICAGO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/320/dummy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/200/dummy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;AMTRAK DUMMY LOCOMOTIVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" border="0" alt="Posted by Hello" align="absMiddle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;BACK IN 2004&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;What you see here may look like a locomotive, but it isn't. A number of years ago it undoubtedly was, but since then it has been stripped of its Diesel engine and generators. That compartment is now available for storage or baggage, if needed. However, the unit still boasts headlights and all the controls it once had when it was used as a locomotive. It even boasts a very loud air horn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Although this appears as the front end of a train headed from Pontiac, Michigan to Chicago, Illinois it is actually an AMTRAK passenger train backing up from Pontiac to Chicago. The real locomotive is at the other end of the train, running in reverse. Like all three trains making round trips each day between the two cities, it was pulled into Pontiac by the locomotive at the other end. Since it costs money and takes time to turn a train, AMTRAK does not turn its passenger trains in this area. It runs them in what is known as push-pull service. Trains are pulled to Pontiac and pushed to Chicago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;This photo was taken in the fall of 2004, a quarter of a mile north of the Birmingham, Michigan AMTRAK station. If you look at it closely, you can see the exhaust smoke from the pusher Diesel at the opposite end of the train.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;You may wonder why a Dummy locomotive is used at one end of the train. It is so that the engineer has a certain amount of physical protection if he is involved in a railway crossing accident. When AMTRAK first put these trains into service over a decade ago, they used former electrified commuter passenger cars from the eastern seaboard at the tail ends of the trains. They were referred to as cab cars since they had a small cab with controls for the Diesel at the opposite end of the train. However, these cars offered little physical protection for the engineers who might be involved in accidents. A lightweight passenger car is hardly as strong as a former heavyweight locomotive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Consequently, as the older locomotives wore out, AMTRAK rebuilt them into dummies which offer much more protection to engineers controlling the trains operating in reverse on their way to Chicago&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOUR YEARS MAKES A BIG DIFFERENCE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Now, in 2008, the Amtrak trains usually run in true PUSH-PULL service. A powered locomotive pulls them to Pontiac with a dead locomotive on the rear. When the train is ready to leave Pontiac the locomotive on the head end is shut down and the one on the rear end powered up so that it can pull the train back to Chicago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SOrLggr4QnI/AAAAAAAAADE/wiseDoEthMA/s1600-h/9-17-08toChicago525pm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254235674671334002" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SOrLggr4QnI/AAAAAAAAADE/wiseDoEthMA/s320/9-17-08toChicago525pm.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;This photo was snapped September 17, 2008&lt;br /&gt;in almost the same spot as the one above which was taken in 2004. You can see from its black exhaust that Locomotive #126 which was loafing on the tail end going into Pontiac has now become the powered head end of AMTRAK #355&lt;br /&gt;enroute to Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SOuVxInoaXI/AAAAAAAAADk/cbm9wTrdtE8/s1600-h/9-17-08toChicagorear525pm.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; FLOAT: left; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254458061617654130" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SOuVxInoaXI/AAAAAAAAADk/cbm9wTrdtE8/s320/9-17-08toChicagorear525pm.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The train has just passed the camera position and is about to arrive at the Birmingham, Michigan depot. Locomotive #29 which pulled the train to Pontiac a little over an hour previously, has now been shut down and is emitting no exhaust. It is merely trailing along for the trip back to Chicago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of this writing, six AMTRAK trains pass through Birmingham each day running between Chicago and Pontiac via Detroit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keep in mind that you can enlarge the photos in this blog if you left click your mouse while the cursor, when shaped like a human hand, is on a particular picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You can see and hear a sound video clip of AMTRAK train number 355 passing this location and then stopping at the Birmingham station by clicking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/user/hartb?feature=mhsn#p/u/4/6SdS7_RNIeg"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/user/hartb?feature=mhsn#p/u/4/6SdS7_RNIeg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-110618300513946290?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/110618300513946290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=110618300513946290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/110618300513946290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/110618300513946290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2005/01/backing-up-to-chicago.html' title='BACKING UP TO CHICAGO'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/SOrLggr4QnI/AAAAAAAAADE/wiseDoEthMA/s72-c/9-17-08toChicago525pm.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-115223716459481847</id><published>2006-07-06T18:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T16:58:09.403-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THE EVENING PRIMROSES ARE BLOOMING</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/21blossoms.7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/320/21blossoms.4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;At dusk, on July 3rd, between 9:15 pm and about 9:30 pm, &lt;strong&gt;21 &lt;/strong&gt;Evening Primrose blossoms opened in our garden. They are definitely unique flowers. The buds, when ready, pop &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;open around sunset. They unfold like little umbrellas. Sometimes in less than one &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;minute they will go from being tightly curled in their green sheaths to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;opening fully as they appear above. The flowers must be &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;photographed by flash, because the next morning, as &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;soon as the sun hits the blossoms, they begin &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to wilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/closeup.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/closeup.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This closeup gives you an idea of what the flowers actually look like after they have&lt;br /&gt;opened. Some appear to be a little damp. That's because a few raindrops were&lt;br /&gt;falling as I snapped the pic. Near the top of the photo are rather long&lt;br /&gt;green spikes. These are buds, a few of which will open soon. Other,&lt;br /&gt;smaller ones, will be ready in a week or so. It is hard to believe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that those spikes can open and unfold into such beautiful &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;yellow flowers in only a minute or two, once the&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;sun begins to set. At the back of the yellow&lt;br /&gt;petals you can see the green sheaths &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;which folded out of the way just &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;moments before the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blossoms opened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/starting1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/starting1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;These photos were snapped about 9:20 p.m., July 4th. Here you can actually &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;see how rapidly the flowers open. On the right are three buds which are definitely&lt;br /&gt;not ready to open. You can always tell which ones are&lt;br /&gt;going to pop, because the sheaths start to split&lt;br /&gt;some time after supper and reveal the yellow&lt;br /&gt;petals they've been hiding. If you count the&lt;br /&gt;number of buds which look like this one,&lt;br /&gt;you can tell how many blossoms&lt;br /&gt;will open at twilight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/starting2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/starting2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Suddenly, around sunset, a portion of the sheath folds back toward the stem&lt;br /&gt;and a petal starts to unwind. Here, the first petal is&lt;br /&gt;beginning to emerge from its once tightly&lt;br /&gt;cramped hiding place. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/starting3.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/starting3.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just a few moments later, more petals are beginning to emerge as&lt;br /&gt;the blossom definitely starts to open. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/starting4.6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/starting4.6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Often, within only a minute, the last of the sheath sections&lt;br /&gt;pulls away and all the petals emerge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/starting5.9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/starting5.9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;In almost no time, there is a wide open flower. You will note&lt;br /&gt;that the petals' edges are still slightly bent. These will&lt;br /&gt;straighten out in a few minutes after the rather&lt;br /&gt;moist blossom has a chance to dry. It&lt;br /&gt;takes between 45 seconds to about&lt;br /&gt;three minutes for a blossom to go&lt;br /&gt;from the way it appears in the&lt;br /&gt;3rd photo until the flower is&lt;br /&gt;in full bloom. Watching&lt;br /&gt;the performance is&lt;br /&gt;much like viewing&lt;br /&gt;a live, slow&lt;br /&gt;motion&lt;br /&gt;movie. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-115223716459481847?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/115223716459481847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=115223716459481847' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/115223716459481847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/115223716459481847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2006/07/evening-primroses-are-bloo_115223716459481847.html' title='THE EVENING PRIMROSES ARE BLOOMING'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-114107465984893351</id><published>2006-02-27T13:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-27T13:16:34.923-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING IS COMING!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/SNOWDROPS-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/SNOWDROPS-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                                        &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check the calendar and you'll note that spring is less than 4 weeks away.&lt;br /&gt;The flowers are already starting to bloom here in Birmingham, Michigan. This photo of our SNOW DROPS was snapped on February 24, 2006.  As of this writing, there's no snow for them to peek through.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-114107465984893351?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/114107465984893351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=114107465984893351' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/114107465984893351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/114107465984893351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2006/02/spring-is-coming.html' title='SPRING IS COMING!'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-112768029951714723</id><published>2005-09-25T12:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T11:07:50.530-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIRST THOUSAND FOOT GREAT LAKES FREIGHTER</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/downboundpoeaug72.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;STEWART J. CORT &lt;/strong&gt;was the first thousand foot Great Lakes freighter &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to be constructed. It was commissioned on April 1, 1972.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This photo shows the &lt;strong&gt;CORT &lt;/strong&gt;downbound as it enters the Poe Lock&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;at Sault Sainte Marie, Michigan in August of 1972. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/rotaryisland.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;After passing through the Soo Locks, the &lt;strong&gt;CORT&lt;/strong&gt; headed downstream, made a turn at Mission Point, and is shown here opposite Rotary Island on its way south toward Lake Huron via The Saint Marys River.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/stubby.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/stubby.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The bow and the stern of the &lt;strong&gt;CORT&lt;/strong&gt; were built in Pascagoula, Mississippi for Bethleham Steel. The two sections were welded together, nicknamed "&lt;strong&gt;STUBBY", &lt;/strong&gt;and then&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;headed toward Erie, Pennsylvania by way of the Gulf of Mexico and the Saint Lawrence Seaway. It was a 2600 mile journey.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/bow-mid.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/bow-mid.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This newspaper photo shows that the forward cabin has already been welded to the &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;816 foot long cargo section of the vessel. The &lt;strong&gt;CORT&lt;/strong&gt; has two variable pitch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;propellors as well as two bow thrusters and two stern thrusters to &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;help it maneuver in relatively tight places. It boasts four &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;20 cylinder GM Diesel  Engines which provide a total &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;horesepower rating of 14,400.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/1600/cortu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/7914/782/400/cortu.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The&lt;strong&gt; CORT &lt;/strong&gt;enters the Poe Lock on June 12, 2005. As you can see, after 33 years of service, it is still very much a working ship.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-112768029951714723?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/112768029951714723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=112768029951714723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/112768029951714723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/112768029951714723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2005/09/first-thousand-foot-great-lakes.html' title='FIRST THOUSAND FOOT GREAT LAKES FREIGHTER'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-111677998154041132</id><published>2005-09-19T12:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-09-19T10:59:26.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BEAUTIFUL ANTIQUE KEROSENE LAMP</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/320/keroseneshade.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/200/keroseneshade.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW MUCH IS IT WORTH? &lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px" alt="Posted by Hello" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" align="absMiddle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here is a working antique kerosene lamp that we have in our home. Does anyone out on the Internet have an idea about what it might be worth on today's market?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-111677998154041132?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/111677998154041132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=111677998154041132' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/111677998154041132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/111677998154041132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2005/09/beautiful-antique-kerosene-lamp.html' title='BEAUTIFUL ANTIQUE KEROSENE LAMP'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-111672514786432738</id><published>2005-05-21T18:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T18:25:47.866-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPRING PLAYS TRICKS IN MICHIGAN</title><content type='html'>We were all set to enjoy spring in Michigan.  On April 17th the flowers were blooming, and the temperature was summery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it happened. A week later a big snow came and blotted out the garden and covered up our outdoor furniture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness May has arrived and we THINK that spring is finally here.  Temperatures today were in the high 70's and the sun was shining brightly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-111672514786432738?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/111672514786432738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=111672514786432738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/111672514786432738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/111672514786432738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2005/05/spring-plays-tricks-in-michigan.html' title='SPRING PLAYS TRICKS IN MICHIGAN'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-111672455545091008</id><published>2005-05-21T18:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T18:15:55.456-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/320/april24-2005bham1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/200/april24-2005bham1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 7 days later, on April 24th, Spring Departed.  What a shock.&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-111672455545091008?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/111672455545091008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=111672455545091008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/111672455545091008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/111672455545091008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2005/05/only-7-days-later-on-april-24th-spring.html' title=''/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-111672440940946418</id><published>2005-05-21T18:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-05-21T18:13:29.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/320/april17-2005bham.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/200/april17-2005bham.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;April 17, 2005--Spring Is Here&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-111672440940946418?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/111672440940946418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=111672440940946418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/111672440940946418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/111672440940946418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2005/05/april-17-2005-spring-is-here.html' title=''/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-110852460789270461</id><published>2005-02-15T22:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-03-04T17:47:52.298-08:00</updated><title type='text'>DID YOU EVER RIDE A BLIMP?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Click Photos To Enlarge Them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkRschAFoPI/TXGUTQg1IbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/f3QOFQfuHhU/s1600/Blimpfield.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580404471859847602" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkRschAFoPI/TXGUTQg1IbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/f3QOFQfuHhU/s200/Blimpfield.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt; Landing Field For The Goodyear Blimp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dv8oTII6pXk/TXGTArlTd9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/o4DRZKhsXb4/s1600/blimp2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 112px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5580403053197227986" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dv8oTII6pXk/TXGTArlTd9I/AAAAAAAAAJ4/o4DRZKhsXb4/s200/blimp2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Flight Log Of Trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Back in 1933, at the Chicago World's Fair that was officially known as "THE CENTURY OF PROGRESS", there were two tall towers which supported a cable car line that ran from the mainland to the Enchanted Island. As I recall, the observation platforms at the top of the towers were some 600 feet above ground. At the 200 foot level on the towers, cables were stretched between them. They were used by double decker cable cars which carried a fairly good quantity of passengers.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The cars were named for characters from the "Amos 'N Andy" radio show that, at the time, originated in Chicago. Among them were AMOS, ANDY, THE KINGFISH and a number of others. This unique mode of transportation was called THE SKYRIDE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;One Friday afternoon I was excused from the 5th grade and my Aunt Ella took me for the weekend to Chicago from Detroit aboard the Michigan Central's &lt;strong&gt;TWILIGHT LIMITED. &lt;/strong&gt;Before leaving the railway station I was admonished by my parents to definitely stay off what they considered to be "that dangerous SKYRIDE."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;I was a good boy and obeyed them. However, on Sunday afternoon, before we caught the train back to Detroit, my Aunt and I had about a 10 minute ride over Chicago in a GOODYEAR BLIMP. The most exciting part of the trip was that I was able to ride up front, next to the pilot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Needless to say, upon my return, Mother and Dad were quite surprised to learn that instead of venturing near the SKY RIDE, I had flown over the Fair in a GOODYEAR BLIMP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;In 1936, my Aunt Ella took my cousin and me to the GREAT LAKES EXPOSITION in Cleveland, Ohio. Instead of going by train we rode overnight aboard the old side wheeler, &lt;strong&gt;THE CITY OF CLEVELAND, III. &lt;/strong&gt;This time I was told by my parents to definitely stay away from the Goodyear Blimp! Since my cousin had missed out on the Chicago flight, my Aunt felt that she ought to have a blimp ride on this trip. My Aunt wanted me to go along with my cousin since she didn't want the 13 year old riding by herself. Semi-reluctantly, I agreed. This time, instead of riding next to the pilot, the two of us sat at the rear of the cabin. I snapped serveral aerial photos, but until I can locate the prints, I won't be able to add them to this story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Upon my return home from Cleveland I was chastised somewhat halfheartedly for disobeying orders to refrain from blimp riding.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Unlike most folks, I've only flown in one airplane in my whole life. It was a Navion piloted by a friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;But I've enjoyed TWO GOODYEAR BLIMP rides. Not many of you reading this can boast of having done that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;--The Old Timer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-110852460789270461?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/110852460789270461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=110852460789270461' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/110852460789270461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/110852460789270461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2005/02/did-you-ever-ride-blimp.html' title='DID YOU EVER RIDE A BLIMP?'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wkRschAFoPI/TXGUTQg1IbI/AAAAAAAAAKA/f3QOFQfuHhU/s72-c/Blimpfield.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-110701552643912201</id><published>2005-01-29T11:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-01-29T08:24:02.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A VERY WORTHWHILE CIRCUS WEB SITE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;I have always had an interest in tented circuses. In fact, I even host the GREAT AMERICAN CIRCUS web site at &lt;a href="http://hartlandsmith.tripod.com"&gt;http://hartlandsmith.tripod.com&lt;/a&gt; . Recently, I came across another circus site that contains much interesting circus history.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It can be found at &lt;a href="http://www.darrenruby.com"&gt;http://www.darrenruby.com&lt;/a&gt; . &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;If you enjoy circuses, this is an excellent place to visit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;--The Old Timer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-110701552643912201?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/110701552643912201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=110701552643912201' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/110701552643912201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/110701552643912201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2005/01/very-worthwhile-circus-web-site.html' title='A VERY WORTHWHILE CIRCUS WEB SITE'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-10242082.post-110614595714456812</id><published>2005-01-19T06:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T10:55:11.371-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A MACKINAC ISLAND FERRY</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/320/mackinacislanderu.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 1px solid; MARGIN: 2px; BORDER-TOP: #000000 1px solid; BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 1px solid" border="0" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/img/270/3026/200/mackinacislanderu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;S.S. MACKINAC ISLANDER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hello.com/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BACKGROUND: none transparent scroll repeat 0% 0%; BORDER-TOP: 0px; BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" border="0" alt="Posted by Hello" align="absMiddle" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Back in 1942 one of the numerous vessels ferrying passengers between the mainland and Mackinac Island, Michigan was the Arnold Line's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;S.S. MACKINAC ISLANDER.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Built in Marine City, Michigan back in 1921 by S. C. McClouth for the Ohio State Fish and Game Commission it was first named&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;  THE OLIVER H. PERRY&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.  The vessel was purchased in 1938 by the Arnold Transit Co and was renamed &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;MACKINAC ISLANDER. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; It was a rugged vessel which was capable of bucking the ice in the Straits of Mackinac until almost mid-winter. One year it made its final run in February. The following day the ice was so thick that a team of horses crossed from the Island to St. Ignace. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;As you can see from the black smoke emerging from the stack, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;ISLANDER&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was a small steamer. It carried a Captain, Mate and a combination engineer and fireman. The latter's wife was cook and served meals aboard to the crew.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;A few years after this photo was snapped with my Model A Argus, the vessel was sold and converted to Diesel power. It then became a small freighter used to carry hardwood logs cut on various Great Lakes Islands to a veneer mill. In its latter days the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;M.V. MACKINAC ISLANDER &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;left the Great Lakes. It went to Alaska where it was used to harvest king crabs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Is there anyone else, still around who remembers this vessel or who was acquainted with the many Mackinac Island ferries that were powered by steam?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;--The Old Timer&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/10242082-110614595714456812?l=varioussubjects.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/feeds/110614595714456812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=10242082&amp;postID=110614595714456812' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/110614595714456812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/10242082/posts/default/110614595714456812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://varioussubjects.blogspot.com/2005/01/mackinac-island-ferry.html' title='A MACKINAC ISLAND FERRY'/><author><name>The Old Timer</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15447391779391294105</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://bp0.blogger.com/_PU_Ub6z7Kqk/R4gS5fWlfGI/AAAAAAAAAAM/q6_Btyu8lMg/S220/hbs.JPG'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry></feed>
