A merchant ship on its way to Uddevalla harbour in the salty haze from yesterdays storm. Her name is HR Pearl and she is a general cargo ship, 104 meters long and 17 meters wide. Built 2010 in Hong Kong and sails under Antigua Bermuda flag.
An adventure awaits beyond the horizon, sail away. Ha de Gött!
Bridges, they should not only do their job and connect people. They should also be aesthetic and form a landmark. I believe that Uddevallabron over the fjord Byfjorden, fulfils both criteria. Thinking I wanted to take some pictures every time I pass over it but never got around to it until today. Not the best conditions when I arrived with harsh daylight and clear sky but good things comes to those who wait.
The bridge was completed in May 2000 after almost three years of construction. With its 1712 meters it’s the second longest motorway bridge in Sweden. At its completion it shortened the travel distance between Göteborg and Oslo by 12,8 kilometres. The design is a cable-stayed bridge and the main span is 414 meters. The sail free clearance is 51 meters and the pylons are 149 meters high.
Be a bridge over troubled waters, ha de Gött!
Götaplatsen and Kungsportsavenyn, Göteborg in Saturday evening light. The statue of the Greek god Poseidon by Carl Milles has been a landmark and symbol of Göteborg since 1931. He stands there, no shame, naked with his fish at the end of Kungsportsavenyn. The avenue stretches down to the place that was the Kings Gate when the city was a fortress.
Poseidon, where he stands in his little pond and splashes water, is surrounded by culture. Art museums, concert halls, theatre’s, night clubs and the city library. The statue is one of the few landmarks that has no nickname from the humoristic residents of Göteborg.
A true God after ninety years of skinny dipping, ha de Gött!
Cold November rain
bashing windows
horizontally
darkness eating light
from headlights
essentially
nature going to rest
slowing down
eventually
cocooning for winter
close together
family
Take care of your family, reach out to those who has non. Ha de Gött!
The neck hair raised, and a chill found its way down his spine. At the same time he felt two burning dots, from someone watching in the dark. What was that in the corner of his eye? Better not look or it could drag him into the whispering foilage. Keep your eyes to the ground, focus on each step. Breathing hard short breaths as the sweat ran down his chilling spine. Looking up to see the path. What was that? Glowing eyes in the bushes and grinning teeth? Blinded by the joggers headlamp. He was finally safe, or was he……
Boooo, ha de Gött
Don’t know if this is an art installation or if someone just felt that life is upside down, locked the bike and walked away. A mystery worthy of inspector Clouseau.
Da, tada, tadatada, you know the tune, ha de Gött!
Wonder where the rest of that hawser is? Somewhere out on the seven seas. In storms and lull. Does it know that it left a bit of itself on the dock?
Did a sailor tosse it overboard? Broken and rejected at the bottom of ‘le grand blue’. Hiding place for Barracudas and Mermaids.
Not all questions will get an answer, ha de Gött!
Around the bend
in the flowing light
a place to mend
in the shadows
a place where things will end
Around the turn of the road
in the bright shining sun
a smile to carry my load
in the shade of falling leaves
is the universe waiting to implode
Stay the course, there’s no turning back. Ha de Gött!
awkward situations, eyes moving like pinballs
discomfort, bubbling laughter in the elevator
mystery, who done it
some countries has melodies playing
to drown the rear end fanfare
stealth smelling or loud like thunder
don’t say the words, blush and giggle
don’t keep it in, let it all out
you must, it’s a law of nature
Don’t be shy, let the trumpet sound, ha de Gött!
Hello my friends, I’m the friendly grey tractor. A bit ruffed up and corrosion in my paint but still going strong. I go under the nickname Grålle, Gray Horse.
Brum, brum, ha de Gött!
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