Herb Riddle's photos with the keyword: Post Card

My Christmas and New Year’s greetings to you all. Thank you for just being my photo friends and sharing your thoughts on here, our Ipernity. Have a wonderful, healthy and peaceful day. Ich wünsche allen Ipernitys Frohe Weihnachten, Joyeux Noël , Buon Natale, Feliz Navidad - ein gutes neues Jahr - ganz viel Gesundheit

A view from the car park above my local Dove Stones walking area taken a year or so back now. I would like to thank you all for your many visits and kind comments on my photographs here. Wishing you all the Very Best for Christmas and the New Year. Herb

A view towards Point Lynas Lighthouse here on the Island of Anglesey, North Wales. This is a splendid coastal walk with the highlight being the lighthouse area itself where we saw dolphins (or porpoises) playing in the waters. Enjoy full screen and have a good week.

A last minute holiday to the American and Canadian East coast brings us on our first full day, to Newport, Rhode Island. This taken just after sunrise from our cruise ship as we enter this exciting port town. PiP shows more of the bridge. This is the Claiborne Pell Bridge, the longest suspension bridge in New England. The overall length of the bridge is 3,428 meters (11,247 feet). Its main towers reach 122 meters (400 feet) above the water surface, and the roadway height reaches as high as 66 meters (217 feet). The lighthouse is called: Rose Island Lighthouse. Enjoy

A view of part of this popular old village with its river and beacon tower. It’s difficult to imagine that this was the scene for one of our worst flood disasters (see below). Essential full screen. Enjoy the weekend. “ON FRIDAY 15 AUGUST 1952, THE TINY VILLAGE OF LYNMOUTH SUFFERED WHAT COULD BE DESCRIBED AS THE WORST RIVER FLOOD IN ENGLISH HISTORY. On the day itself, just over 9 inches (230mm) of rain fell, 6 inches (150mm) of which fell in a few short hours in the afternoon/early evening. Add in the 6 inches (150mm) of rain that had already fallen in the first two weeks of August, then it is no surprise that the top of Exmoor was unable to absorb the rainfall and was totally overwhelmed. A noted author, S H Burton, recorded that water stood 18 inches (450mm) deep in the area of the moor around the Chains – indeed, the road between Lynmouth and Simonsbath, ironically at a place called Dry Bridges, was reported to the Devon Constabulary in the early evening as being washed away and impassable. The road here is half a mile above Farley Water, the nearest river. It was estimated that 90 million tons of rain fell in North Devon and West Somerset on that day. This rainfall flooded into the many tributaries of the East and West Lyn rivers and, consequently, many tons of water, soil, boulders and vegetation descended through the narrow valleys (or coombes) of Exmoor from 500 metres up on the moor to meet at sea level in Lynmouth itself. On its way, various bridges blocked the flow until they collapsed and subsequently a wall of water and rubble hit Lynmouth in the late evening. Effectively, Lynmouth was destroyed during that night. The statistics make incredible reading. The West Lyn river rose 60 feet (18.25 meters) above the normal level at its highest point; 34 people in the wider area lost their lives – 28 in the Lynmouth/Barbrook area alone. In 1953, the “58th report of Scientific Memoranda of the Devonshire Association“, prepared by specialist Mr C H Dobbie, concluded amongst other points that “the flow (of water) in the tributaries and branches exceeded the ‘acute catastrophic flood’ definition for England. As assessed by a preliminary investigation, the flow could be included in the list of extreme flood discharges of the world. The tiny catchment area of 39 square miles yielded a flow that has only been exceeded twice by the River Thames with all its 3812 square miles since measurements started in 1883.“ Further, Mr Dobbie calculated that the water that fell in that one day would supply the water needs of Lynmouth’s total population for 108 years. Following the devastation, 114,000 tons of rubble was cleared from the village, some of it being used to extend the Esplanade Car Park, but most of it being dumped into the channel and dispersed by tidal motion. " visitlyntonandlynmouth.com/history-heritage/the-1952-lynmouth-flood-disaster

We are here today at the terminus of the line at Nant Gwenol near Abergynolwyn, Wales. We have climbed a somewhat narrow torturous path to get here, albeit in a most beautiful wooded valley awash with a wonderful river full of waterfalls. In the last few moments the heavens have opened up and now we have heavy rain showers as we see the train arrive and then depart. This is another narrow 2ft 3”gauge Welsh railway line running 7.25 (12km) miles from the seaside resort of Tywyn through the picturesque Fathew Valley to this point. The round trip takes 2.5 hours. The railway was original built to furnish the nearby slate quarries around 1840-1864 but in 1866 it also took passengers and freight. It has six steam locomotives and four diesels. We see here ‘Douglas’, built in 1918. From 1921 until 1945 it worked at the RAF railway at Calshot Spit, Southampton. Enjoy full screen. More info: www.talyllyn.co.uk

Another view from my home on a rare morning of warm sunrise and fresh snow. Even the fence looks nice and the snow laden pine gives this a Christmas card feel. (Unfortunately the weather today is quite different!) I wish you All, A Very Merry Christmas and a Happy New Safe Year

A walk to this famous spot is a bit overwhelming and soon the clicking of one’s camera gets out of hand. Here you see a selection from the main hot-spot along with the many tourists. Enjoy full screen

Greetings from the winters of old. When snow was snow and we could afford to heat up our homes. At one time in our lives, we seriously considered purchasing one of the houses in that remote row, not a million miles from where we are now. We did not, as we thought access to and from the house would be very difficult in Winter but we have seldom had a lot of snow since this shot. Ah well –life goes on. Enjoy the day with the promise of a grand future!

Situated on the Rhins of Galloway this port was a very important outlet for fishing, giving access to Northern Ireland. Earlier its quay was protected by the baron of Dunskey Castle. When being invaded, the fishermen and their families probably scrambled up the cliffs to Dunskey for protection. (The old castle situated just behind the top rocky cliffs seen here in the background.) Now a delightful place to stroll and also to spend some time, especially as I am stood in the grounds of the grand 'Port Patrick Hotel' here.