My first visit to Hong Kong
I first visited Hong Kong in 2004 for a short 3 day stop over on the way to Vietnam. I had very fond memories of the place. More lively and less sanitised than Singapore I felt. So when it came to deciding on a stopover on my first trip to New Zealand I decided to return.
I arrived late afternoon into the huge airport, just as the sun was setting, and took the Airport Express rail line into Hong Kong Central. A clean and efficient line and we were into the city in about 30mins.
Bovey Tracey Players have used a performing space in the Bovey Tracey Town Hall for many years. However, the performing space is under threat as the Town Council has put the hall up for sale without any alternative provision to continue with the ability to put on performances. A sad state of affairs.
Always nice to get a bit of recognition and I came across this blog post on the Dartmoor National Park Authority website recently.
Bowerman’s Nose is a rather impressive and distinctive rocky outcrop on Hayne’s Down near Manaton on Dartmoor. Legend has it the poor unfortunate hunter was turned to stone by a witch who also turned his hounds to stone and are scattered around him across the down.
It is very well photographed as any Google search will prove, so I thought for this image I would have a bit of fun and think of a unusual composition. So far I have not come across anybody else who has thought of this capture.
Hope you like it.
Search and rescue with a difference
Panasonic Lumix TZ7
Each Wednesday evening the Dartmoor Search and Rescue Team at Ashburton meets for its weekly training session at various locations across the moor and Wednesday the 3rd April was a navigation themed evening which turned into a successful find without the need for a stretcher.
Meeting at Hexworthy Drift we split into groups of 3 and 4 and were given various points to find as part of the navigation theme for the evening. Our team found our first few points and about 9pm in the dark we started to head back to the start from Mount Misery.
Following no set path but walking on a bearing across difficult ground of wet grass tussocks in the dark, John, one of the 3 in our group, spotted a small black Lowe Alpine bag, about the size 5 inches long and 3 inches wide lying in the grass. An amazing find at anytime and the chances of coming across it must have been millions to 1. But, the story doesn’t end there.
Me being a self-professed geek and the team webmaster and social media man, decided I would try and track down the owner. The camera, a small Lumix DZ7, no longer worked thanks to the Dartmoor wet, but the memory card was readable. Examining the photos on the computer I found pictures of 3 adults on a bivvy weekend on the moor – presumably just before they lost the camera – and a family holiday in Torquay. Not much to go on so far but the 3rd set of pictures gave me hope. They showed what appeared to be a school sports day and the vital clue was some of the children participating were wearing school polo shirts.
Zooming in on one of the polo shirts showed a logo with text, and the text was just readable giving a name of a school. Armed with this information I got on to Google and the first result showed the name of the school with the same logo in Bournemouth.
An email to the school received a reply with the name of the family and an email address. Bingo! An email conversation followed and the camera and memory card was returned to its owner. Result!
A follow up is that the owner was interviewed on BBC Radio Solent about the amazing story and is apparently due to be back on the moor this weekend. Lets hope he doesn’t drop anything!
In December 2012 my mother passed away. Following her passing I, along with my sister, have been going through all the necessary hoops to sort out her estate. One such task was to sell her bungalow and in the meantime find homes for her possessions including the furniture Rather than sell we decided it would be a nice idea to donate her furniture to a deserving charity. Unfortunately our experience of the British Heart Foundation (BHF) proved to be far from what we expected.
Joan Lilian Pewsey 1929 – 2012
On December 20th 2012, my Mum Joan Lilian Pewsey passed away. This post is the script from the service celebrating her life conducted by Humanist Celebrant Rebecca Vincent. We shall miss her very much.
Dartmoor National Park, a wilderness
Every Wednesday night throughout the year the Dartmoor Search & Rescue Team – Ashburton meets at various locations across the moor to train on aspects of search and rescue. During the summer months, this tends to be the more technical aspects such as rope and swift water rescue, with the wild and dark winter evenings spent training on search and rescue exercise (sar-ex) scenarios as well as navigation and related topics