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(My) Photo of the day, Or ¡Madre de Dios! ¡Es el Pollo Diablo!



I had the camera in hand and went for a bit of a stroll this fine morn before work. The main reason was the incredible light, a touch of mist and a nice, smooth river. In fact, I was so impressed by the scene that I garnered a few shots to showcase the attractiveness of Hobart on a calm winter’s morning.

The first is the typical ‘picture postcard’ image on Elizabeth Street Pier. I am about ninety percent certain that this vessel is the striking brigantine Windeward Bound. Much to the delight of Henry, the brigantine was a favourite of Mediterranean pirates, its name deriving from the Italian word "brigantino" which meant ‘brigand's ship’.

As an aside, I found the brigantine a wonderfully versatile craft in the tremendous computer game Sid Meier's Pirates! Quick and agile, it was a magnificent ship to use until you were lucky enough to score a ‘brig of war’ or (eventually) the almost unbeatable ‘Ship of the Line’. So, if you are currently a pirate, or you’re looking to become a pirate and have a budget to think about, do yourself a favour and don’t overlook the brigantine!

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jen said…
the devil chicken? is my spanish that rusty?
4 June 2008 at 14:23
Kris McCracken said…
It's a very 'inside' popular culture reference my dear. Monkey Island, you played it on the PS2 before Henry came along.
4 June 2008 at 14:26
Louis la Vache said…
Very fine photo of the ship - and the sky! This photo would be an excellent candidate for the Friday Sky Watch series!
4 June 2008 at 15:53
Maria Verivaki said…
lovely weather you're having - i mean it, summer's come too early for us, and it's stunning us into believing we should be sunbathing form morning till sunset
4 June 2008 at 23:22
Anonymous said…
pollo diablo? where?

lovely light...
5 June 2008 at 04:01
Anonymous said…
Nice photograph of the harbor and the old ship. It brings back lots of memories.
5 June 2008 at 04:11
Anonymous said…
Oh that is lovely. Aren't you supposed to be in Winter? In answer to your question about the sheet music... After all that my friend didn't buy anything. Couldn't find the specific piece. Still I had a great time.
5 June 2008 at 06:51
The D in D & T said…
i could never figure out how to move the dude around on monkey island. hmmm. sigh.

this photo is stunning. gorgeous.
6 June 2008 at 11:43
stromsjo said…
Lovely winter morning. (How cold?) It must truly be something in the air!
7 June 2008 at 07:20
sam said…
hehe, well devil chickens aside, it is a STUNNING shot!
10 June 2008 at 16:37
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