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ARGENTINA | Tue, 13 Jan 2009 | By hercules | Views [32688] | Comments [24]
The distance from Buenos Aires to Ushuaia is just over 3000 Km, or roughly 2000 miles for those of you who don´t do the whole metric thing. of those 3000 km, approximately 2900 of those resemble the plains of Nevada. There is NOTHING to see. I never ... Read more >
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Sharing my favourite place with my brother; Waitarere Forest [2 of 3]
In Waitarere’s forest it’s dark, cold, damp and quite. It feels like you could walk forever on the pine needle floor and never get to the endof the forest. As a child playing in this forest, I loved hearing the echoes of my voice after I had yelled something. I told Scott to run ahead and scream “can you hear me?” he did and I heard the multiple echoes that came after. Echoes always have fascinated me; hearing your own voice carry on. It always makes me feel like they wouldn't stop till everyone had heard, what you had said.
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Sharing my favourite place with my brother; Waitarere Forest [2 of 3]
In Waitarere’s forest it’s dark, cold, damp and quite. It feels like you could walk forever on the pine needle floor and never get to the endof the forest. As a child playing in this forest, I loved hearing the echoes of my voice after I had yelled something. I told Scott to run ahead and scream “can you hear me?” he did and I heard the multiple echoes that came after. Echoes always have fascinated me; hearing your own voice carry on. It always makes me feel like they wouldn't stop till everyone had heard, what you had said.
I have not edited any of my photos, I love them to much as they are. I feel the darkness of the forest coming through; the depth. The photo to me, also shows exactly how I saw it with my own eyes. : by jacindasworld, Views[908]")
“CAN YOU HEAR ME?”
Sharing my favourite place with my brother; Waitarere Forest [2 of 3]
In Waitarere’s forest it’s dark, cold, damp and quite. It feels like you could walk forever on the pine needle floor and never get to the endof the forest. As a child playing in this forest, I loved hearing the echoes of my voice after I had yelled something. I told Scott to run ahead and scream “can you hear me?” he did and I heard the multiple echoes that came after. Echoes always have fascinated me; hearing your own voice carry on. It always makes me feel like they wouldn't stop till everyone had heard, what you had said.
I have not edited any of my photos, I love them to much as they are. I feel the darkness of the forest coming through; the depth. The photo to me, also shows exactly how I saw it with my own eyes.
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