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USS New York (BB-34) in Scapa Flow, Scotland during WWI, circa December 1917 to possibly summer 1918.
Note: she is painted in an experimental Camouflage Measure.
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Raised a glass* to Pennell today *actually a plastic half, because we were outdoors and I was navigating (appropriately)
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Marram and Lochs in Orkney by Tony
Via Flickr:
The Ammophila grasses are widely known as examples of xerophytes, plants that can withstand dry conditions. Despite their occurrence on seacoasts, Ammophila grasses are not particularly tolerant of saline soils.
#East Mainland#Lamb Holm#Orkney#Scotland#britain#burray#churchill barriers#coast#europe#glimps holm#island#scapa flow#©2021 Tony Sherratt#2021 09 24 150256#marram#grass#sand#dunes#flickr
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On July 9th 1917 tragedy struck when the HMS Vanguard blew up in Scapa Flow with the loss of over 800 lives.
Built in 1909 this was the eighth ship to bear the name Vanguard and was part of a new generation of Dreadnought battleships.
After conducting exercises in Scapa Flow she proceeded to anchor for the evening. At 11.20pm a series of internal explosions sank the ship almost immediately. Some 843 men died. Only two men survived, although another source says three.
It was initially feared that a German U-boat had caused the disaster but an investigation determined that an accidental explosion probably caused by cordite inside the battleship’s magazines sank the ship.
101 years on it is still the worst accident in the Royal Navy’s wartime history.
On the night of the explosion, 16 of the ship’s officers were on another vessel watching a concert. Another eight ratings tasked with collecting the officers had just left the Vanguard in a small boat.
Only three men who were on-board HMS Vanguard (out of 845) survived the initial explosion, however, Lieutenant Commander Alan Duke, later died of his injuries, which is probably why the other source gave me three survivors?
The other two men, Marine J Williams and Stoker 1st Class FW Cox, miraculously survived the explosion. The men are said to have been unable to recall the disaster and described being asleep in their bunks before waking up swimming away from the battleship. Very little is known about the lives of the two sailors following the disaster.
The wreck was heavily salvaged after the war, but was eventually protected as a war grave in 1984. It was designated as a controlled site under the Protection of Military Remains Act 1986, and diving on the wreck is generally forbidden.
A simple Celtic Cross memorial remembers those lost that night at Lyness Naval Cemetery, Orkney there are 445 Commonwealth burials here of the First World War, 109 of which are unidentified. The majority of the graves are of officers, ratings, and members of the land forces lost from the Vanguard. It is one of the largest military graveyards in the country.
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Today's Flickr photo with the most hits: Lyness, Hoy, Orkney.
Lyness was the site of an immense naval base in WWI and WWII.
Now, there remain a scattering of abandoned buildings, a war cemetery & a small naval museum.
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Drop Nineteens - Scapa Flow
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1919-Scuttling of the German fleet at Scapa Flow
Admiral Ludwig von Reuter scuttles the German fleet at Scapa Flow, Orkney. The nine sailors killed are the last casualties of World War I.
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Germans Shell Britain in WWI
Something I didn't know - German battleships shelled the north-east coast of England in WWI.
World War One started in July 1914 when the Germans set out to make a rapid advance through neutral Belgium and take France quickly. It didn’t happen because the Beligians refused to move aside, and the delay resulted in four years of grinding trench warfare.
In the confrontation at sea, the German High Seas fleet was outnumbered and outgunned by the British Fleet. But the ocean is big, and the Germans took advantage of gaps in the British patrols to break out on raids from its safe harbour in north Germany.
In December 1914 the German fleet sailed to the North East coast of Britain and shelled the coast.
The German ships fired 1,150 shells into the town of Hartlepool, hitting the steelworks, the gasworks, the railways, and killing 86 civilians and injuring 424 more. Seven soldiers died and 14 injured.
Not surprisingly, the British public was outraged that the Germans had targeted civilians. They also blamed the British fleet for letting the Germans slip past them.
If the raid had any lasting effect it was to harden the attitude of the British population against Germany. Four years later, at the end of the war, the German High Seas Fleet was interned at Scapa Flow. Then, through a misunderstanding over dates, the German fleet commander ordered the fleet to be scuttled.
In the years after the war, some of the ships were raised and salvaged. Three heavy battleships and four light cruisers were too deep.
The three battleships, SMS König, SMS Kronprinz, and SMS Markgraf, each displaces approximately 27,000 imperial tons and are still on the sea floor at Scapa Flow.
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Smorgasbord Posts from My Archives – #Memoir – Life on the Ocean Wave HMS Emerald – Chapter Three - Operation Fish to save national treasures and a Wedding Day by Eric Coleman
Smorgasbord Posts from My Archives – #Memoir – Life on the Ocean Wave HMS Emerald – Chapter Three – Operation Fish to save national treasures and a Wedding Day by Eric Coleman
Following on from the memoirs by my father-in-law Geoff Cronin, The Colour of Life, and Milestones Along the Way, I thought I would end the year with part of my own father’s memoir about the family and in particular his life at sea from 1937 until he retired in 1971.
In part two my father talks about his his naval training in Portsmouth and then his posting to sea before meeting my mother:Chapter…
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Smorgasbord Posts from My Archives – #Memoir – Life on the Ocean Wave HMS Emerald – Chapter Three - Operation Fish to save national treasures and a Wedding Day by Eric Coleman
Smorgasbord Posts from My Archives – #Memoir – Life on the Ocean Wave HMS Emerald – Chapter Three – Operation Fish to save national treasures and a Wedding Day by Eric Coleman
Following on from the memoirs by my father-in-law Geoff Cronin, The Colour of Life, and Milestones Along the Way, I thought I would end the year with part of my own father’s memoir about the family and in particular his life at sea from 1937 until he retired in 1971.
In part two my father talks about his his naval training in Portsmouth and then his posting to sea before meeting my mother:Chapter…
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USS New York (BB-34) underway during the surrender of the German High Seas Fleet at Firth of Forth, Scotland, on November 21, 1918. She was passing HMS Queen Elizabeth when photographed.
NARA: 45512562
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El relojero de Scapa Flow
El 19 de septiembre de 1939 un relojero de Kirkwall, al norte de Scapa Flow, envió una carta que llevaba una información vital que indicaba el modo de entrar en la base naval británica. Dos días después cerró su tienda y se marchó con la excusa de la muerte de uno de sus progenitores. El relojero desapareció y no volvió a abrir su relojería. En su casa apareció un horario de trenes y algo de…
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Church hill barrier, Scotland by Tony
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Spray-Painted Spiders (A PunkFlower ficlet)
A/N: In my day job, I work not far from the Leake Street tunnel, a tunnel in London's Southbank totally covered in amazing graffiti. One day, I was walking through and couldn't help but imagine how Miles might react to the place, and this little fic started to write itself in my head...
Originally I was going to have Gwen and Pav join them, but I decided to keep it simple, just Miles and Hobie, and then it turned PunkFlower-ish ;) How to impress your artistic, graffiti-loving crush, by Hobie Brown: bring him to the Leake Street tunnel :D
Pics of the real tunnel after the fic!
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Miles' whistle echoed around the walls of the tunnel, every inch of them covered in colourfully-painted portraits and landscapes and swirling abstract patterns.
"So people paint... this whole tunnel?" he asked, gaping at their surroundings. "Don't the cops stop them?"
Hobie shrugged fluidly. The two of them were in casual clothing, spider suits tucked away underneath, and the dim light illuminated the smirk on Hobie's face. "They try," he said. "But we're persistent. Besides, they don't like to come down here too much. It's considered an "unsavoury" area."
Miles was busy leaning back to marvel at the ceiling, which was covered in an intricate black and white design. "Woah, how did they get up there?"
The longer his eyes travelled over it, the more the geometric design started to resemble something... familiar. Something like a series of spiralling, interlocking spider webs. "Did you...?"
Hobie's smirk was decidedly wolfish now. Miles was glad that the dark concealed his pink cheeks. "It could use some flair, I think," he said. He unslung the backpack on his shoulder and took out a can of red spray paint, which he presented to Miles with a flourish. "You up for it?"
Miles reached out to accept the spray can, and their fingers brushed. He answered Hobie's grin with his own. "Yeah, man."
Under cover of darkness, masks pulled down to cover their faces, the two Spiders leapt lightly up the walls and clung to the ceiling. Miles stared at the black and white canvas that stretched out below him. It wasn't often that he built on someone else's work, but this design... Colour leapt into his mind's eye, weaving in and out of the spaces between the webs. He could see it so easily. Mesmerised, and not even aware of Hobie watching him, Miles shook the paint can and got to work.
Hours later, the faint glow of sunrise was creeping into the mouth of the tunnel as Miles and Hobie beheld their completed masterpiece. The webs seemed to glow, highlighted with bright shades of neon green and yellow, while in and around the strands crawled spiders in vivid blue and red. Down the walls, spiders crawled and hid in the crevices of the other artists' work, even scuttling across the floor.
Miles eyed his last strokes critically, adding some pale blue highlights to a hanging spider. It was Hobie's turn to give a low whistle, and Miles looked over to see him nodding slowly in approval.
"It looks good. It looks really good."
Miles thrilled inside, even as he tried his best to play it cool. "Not bad, right?"
He could no longer see Hobie's face beneath the mask, but there was a smile in the older Spider's voice as he answered, "Not bad at all."
Miles took a breath to say something more - and then a shout cut through the air.
"HEY!"
The two half-turned, muscles coiled to spring at the first sign of danger. A police officer stood at the entrance to the tunnel, mouth hanging open. "What the hell..."
Hobie reached out a hand, and Miles took it without a second thought. "Let's Scapa Flow," he said in an undertone, and though Miles had no idea what that meant, he got the message. He squeezed back, and Hobie pulled him along as they sprinted into the dark of the tunnel.
Footsteps sounded and a whistle blew, but the officer was no match for the two Spiders. As soon as they got far enough into the tunnel that they'd be hidden from view, Hobie fired a web and leapt into the air, and Miles followed him. Soon, they were out and swinging through the silvery grey London dawn.
There was no-one around to notice the two figures that alighted on top of the stationary Ferris wheel overlooking the river. Miles was panting a tiny bit from the sudden chase, and with a glance at Hobie, he raised his mask. Hobie followed suit a second later.
"So, d'you like it, then?" Hobie asked.
"Like it? It's amazing. Your world is amazing," Miles couldn't help but enthuse. Playing it cool had kind of gone out the window, but he was too suffused with adrenaline and the thrill of the moment to care. He saw Hobie smile, genuinely pleased.
"You know you can come here any time," Hobie said.
"You mean... like Gwen comes here any time?" Miles couldn't help cautiously checking. Hobie glanced over and raised an eyebrow.
"Maybe a bit different to that," he said. Miles looked at Hobie's profile, wondering if it was the pink glow of sunrise touching his face or something else. He thought he knew what Hobie meant, but he wasn't sure how to be sure. Looking back across the water, Miles was searching for the right words when he felt soft lips press against his cheek.
He turned, surprised, and Hobie drew back a tiny bit, but still so close, his dark eyes searching Miles' features. "Too much?" he checked.
Miles smiled, knowing that he didn't need to find the right words after all. "Just right," he said, and leaned in to kiss Hobie on the mouth.
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A/N: Scapa Flow = go (Cockney Rhyming slang)
In the real Leake Street tunnel, graffiti is actually legal, and it's quite a tourist hotspot, but since this is Hobie's world I decided to make it a more underground, subversive spot. But I kept the London Eye so that they could have a romantic moment afterwards on top of the Ferris wheel ;)
The tunnel really does have artwork on the ceiling - probably not painted by Spider-people, but who knows :D Here are some photos from my recent visit (the artwork changes every time):
#ficlet#fic#Across the Spiderverse#Spiderman atsv#atsv fic#Across the Spiderverse fic#PunkFlower#FlowerPunk#Hobie x Miles#Miles x Hobie#Hobie Brown#Miles Morales#Spider Punk#graffiti#street art#Leake Street#Leake Street tunnel#does this count as bring your fandom to work
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King George VI with Admiral Sir John Tovey (pictured right) and Rear Admiral I.G. Glennie aboard HMS Onslaught, Scapa Flow, March 1943.
© IWM - A 15172 / A 15273
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The crew of a British ship watching SMS Hindenburg arriving at Scapa Flow to be interned, 21 Nov 1918
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