Some old oil rig north-west of Shetland somewhere. I got no clue from which camera it came, other than it's definitely a 135 size film. Some old Nikon, I guess.
There is still a few things on that list of things to do, though. I will never get everything done, but at least I hope to get a couple of pictures framed up and mounted before I go. That's for tomorrow.
Emilie, one of the mess crew on board my ship. The most fantastic and positive person you will find. She's from Sweden and all, you know. And she's got a nice tattoo right there on her right hand, you see. I can tell she's thinking about her boyfriend by the look in her eyes :)
I'll be away for yule as well this year, and probably also for the new year party. Guess I'll be home on the 2nd of january, or thereabout.
That kind of reminds me that I got a few presents to get before I fly off... another thing to get added to the list. Not that we usually buy a great lot of presents, but still there is always a few.
I will soon see this familiar lighthouse then. Right there on the entrance if you go the sea way to Kirkwall and Orkney you'll find it. Helliar Holm Lighthouse. Typical Stevenson construction. They built a bunch of lovely lighthouses those guys.
I also need to find out which camera, or cameras, to take over to the UK this time. It's always a question if you want to travel light or if it feels OK to bring a few kilos extra. I seem to get more lazy as I get older, which usually means I carry a small bag with a couple of german rangefinders. They are manageable in size and weight, and still are great cameras.
A couple of Nikon SLRs are great as well. Same size as the german ones, more or less, and they seem to last forever. Or I might take one of each this time... who knows?!
And this lump of steel... and rust. I can inform you that it's still out there, and still working as well. It might look like something from another time and place, and it sort of is just that, but I think (and hope) it works a bit better than the look of things. It's the Petrojarl Foinhaven... you know the thing that bring loads of mooney ashore.