Experimenting with Intentional Camera Movement - ICM

I was online admiring a photo someone had taken.  Another person asked how it was done and the response was "intentional camera movement".  Hmm.
 
Wikipedia says "In intentional camera movement (ICM), a camera is moved during the exposure for a creative or artistic effect. This causes the image points to move across the recording medium, producing an apparent streaking in the resulting image ... The effect depends significantly on the direction that the camera is moved in relation to the subject as well as the speed of the movement."
 
Ironically, I have taken ICM pictures over the years not knowing it had a name.

Doing a bit of research has inspired me to experiment.  ICM does create interesting pictures.  I have a few ideas so I will see what turns up.

Ocean Waves

Lights from Disneyland Hotel

7th Street, Phoenix

7th Street, Phoenix

Loudon Races

You can see with a couple photos below that distant objects do not show as much movement as the subjects that are closer. 

Trees on a hillside

Night Lights

Guard Dog Training

My sister worked at a Guard Dog Training facility in Arizona before she moved to Connecticut.  I went to see her at work when I was visiting.

There was a big outer fence with barbed wire surrounding the facility, an inner fence, rows of kennel cages, and a house in the middle of it all.  I saw Dobermans, German Shepherds, Rottweiler’s, and a couple Great Danes.  As I walked around the kennel some dogs seemed to dislike my presence.  One was biting the chain linked fence and was yelled at.  I would think there have been broken teeth because of that.

Upon entering the house there were dogs in every room.  Even the bathroom!  Several of the dogs were free to roam about the house.  I was new to them so they came to greet me.  What do you do when you are told “Don’t be afraid, they can sense fear!”?? 

·         Do you put your hand out, or not? 

·         Do you make eye contact, or look away?

·         Do you stay standing, or sit down?   

·         Do you grab a towel to wipe the sweat from your brow, or just remain still? 

In any case, they didn’t harm me. 

I was told they raise and train guard dogs for individuals, businesses, etc.  They sell their own dogs and current owners will bring their dog in to have trained.  The presence of a dog can stop bad people from doing bad things.

Guard dogs are a great deterrent used in the military, law enforcement, home protection, etc.  Not all the dogs being worked with would become guard dogs.  Will the dog retreat at a raised hand?  Are they aggressive or passive?  Are they obedient?  And so on.  This Rottweiler was one of the top dogs and was going to the military.

I observed the trainers “agitate” the dogs.  The trainer will give a command and the dog will become aggressive toward the intruder.  The dogs were wagging their tails. 

When agitating these 2 German Shepards you can see one became aggressive and the other didn't engage.  The one that didn't engage did not end up becoming a guard dog. 

There were dogs that were not people friendly.  My sister said this dog did not like men but was fine around women.  She said it was a great dog but overall not a people dog so would become a “junk yard” dog that would roam free behind a fenced in area to protect whatever was behind the fence. 

My favorite dog was this one named Cowboy.  He was big and very friendly.  I watched him as they agitated him.  I learned that he would not be as expensive as many of the other dogs because of his smile …

Once given a command the demeanor of these trained guard dogs change.  The first thing I noticed was their smile.  It is intimidating when a dog becomes aggressive and smiles at you with all their pearly white teeth showing.  That smile may be all it takes to stop a bad guy so big dog smiles command more money.  I was still sold on Cowboy …  

Observation:   As these guard dogs were working and doing their job, they were smiling, wagging their tails, and seemed to enjoy their work.

Dogs are used to help protect the lives of our hero’s serving every day.  Meet this Military Working Dog (MWD) K-9 Belgian Mal Marine dog named Kevin.  He has served in Afghanistan sniffing out explosives and IED’s. On his last tour of duty, Kevin saved the lives of his handler and others in his Marine unit.  The handler now has a tattoo with Kevin’s number and will hopefully be able to adopt Kevin when he is to be retired.
 
7/23/2016 ...  MWD Kevin (L374) passed away yesterday at Camp Lejeune from complications from cancer.  What makes this really sad is that he was about to be retired to his handler.  Rest easy, Marine.  Semper Fi.

Below is K-9 police dog Boris (German Shepard) and K-9 police dog Charlie (Belgian Malinois).  Both are excellent bite dogs, trackers, and drug dogs doing a demonstration.

Rawlings Roberto Clemente Brooks Robinson World Series Special

On our latest summer vacation, we took the usual assorted play toys: Bocci ball, ladder toss, baseball and gloves, football, Frisbee, RC Rock Crawler, bicycles, etc.  The kayaks were already there.

I decided to join in and throw the baseball around so I went to get my glove only to discover my old glove had been packed.  Ok … it still works.  It's broken in and warn but still a good functioning glove.

It was pretty old so I told my nephew how I acquired the glove.

In 1972 on a family summer vacation, we were visiting relatives in Arthur, Iowa.  The church softball team had a game coming up.  I asked if I could play.  They said I may be too young but said they would make an exception for an inning. 

I didn’t have a glove and I was a lefty … Reese J. played shortstop and had a nice Red, White, and Blue Rawlings glove.  After seeing it I just had to have that same glove.  I remember my parents driving quite a distance to a particular store after persistent begging on my part to buy it for me.

I played an inning at first base.  No errors on my part, can’t remember if we won the game … Fast forward … I used this glove playing in several softball leagues through high school, and in college, and sporadically years after.

Looking at this old glove I noticed a couple things on it that got me thinking so I decided to find out what I could about it.  Below is what I found.

My glove is a Rawlings Roberto Clemente Brooks Robinson World Series Special.  It’s a Rawlings Fastback baseball glove and was sold in stores shortly after the 1971 World Series which featured the Gold Glove winner Roberto Clemente, with the Pittsburgh Pirates playing against fellow Gold Glove winner Brooks Robinson, with the Baltimore Orioles.  The Pirates won four games to three. Unfortunately, the celebration in Pittsburgh would soon turn to mourning as fourteen months later Roberto Clemente was killed in a plane crash.

The WSS Rawlings Fastback Glove was issued in 1971 and came in two models (The World Series Special and the Gold Glove Award). My red, white, and blue glove reads World Series Special on the pinky finger.

Since I used my glove for so many years in all types of weather I have restrung it a couple times.  I mainly played 1^st base as I was pretty good a catching almost everything thrown at me.  In one of the leagues I was called in by the umpire and told I couldn’t use this glove because the outside webbing was white.  The same color as the ball.  If I turned the glove it was hard for the umpire to distinguish between a white ball caught or the white webbing.

I wasn’t about to buy a new glove.  To keep tradition with the Red, White, and Blue I took a Red marker and colored in the white webbing to solve the problem.

Years ago things were different.  This must have been a prized possession of mine.  Why, you ask?  Because there are 2 distinct things I noticed on my glove.  My dad took one of those branding-type pencils and we branded my name on the glove.  I can still read it.  OH … We also branded my SOCIAL SECURITY NUMBER on the glove and yes, I can read it also.  I have no idea why we did that!!!

This got me thinking ... Has the world changed?  Are things different now?  Should it be that we all emboss, brand, write, or chisel our social security number on things of importance?

"Gibbet Hill Grill" in Groton, MA.

Pam and I went to Gibbet Hill Grill in Groton, MA for our 37th wedding anniversary.  We have been there several times for other occasions.

The food was fantastic.  The service was great.  Our waitress was outstanding.  As it is a converted barn. I talked a bit to our waitress about the history of the restaurant. 

I told her I had a barn blog and took barn pictures.   The farm has a pretty hill with roaming cattle and what looks like the foundation of a castle at the top.  They have another building for weddings also.  It is a working farm so they grow their own vegetables, raise their own beef, etc.  I thought I would take a couple pictures.

I took sunrise pictures when the foliage was past peak.  The rising sun did make the early morning pictures pop with color.  I went back one afternoon also.  Enjoy …

Hemal Nodes - Deer

My friend Gary and his wife Beth went to visit their kids in Alabama.  Beth took a hunter safety course so she could go deer hunting.  On her bucket list was go hunting and shoot a deer.

She went hunting with her son-in-law and took her first deer, a doe. Congratulations Beth …

Once field dressed they called me about the deer insides asking about dark nodule like things running along the spine in the fat.  Through the years I haven’t posted pictures of deer being gut or pictures from the butcher to keep my blog family friendly.

However, they sent me a picture that I did want to post to show you what they saw in case you ever see this.

In my years of hunting I have never seen dark nodules before.  I sent the picture to my hunting buddies (we hunt NH, MA, and VT) and none of them have seen this either.  Gary said their son-in-law had taken 2 deer from the same area the previous year with no sign of this.

Gary described most of them as the size of engorged ticks and seemed to be filled with blood.  They also appeared to be only in the fat and not the meat.

The internet can be a good thing but can also be a wild goose chase.  Was it CWD … Not to keep bringing it up but Anthony, who shot at and missed an 8 point buck this year, came up with hemal nodes as a possibility along with some other search results.  Gary also asked if the meat would be edible?

I reached out to NH Fish & Game and sent them the picture asking if they could tell us what we were looking at.  A quick pause here:  NH Fish & Game protects, conserves, and manages more than 500 species of wildlife, including 63 mammals, 18 reptiles, 22 amphibians, 313 birds, and 122 kinds of fish as well as thousands of invertebrates.  In the past they have been very good at responding with good information.  Kudos to NH Fish and Game.  I would encourage you to call your States Fish & Game Department if you have critter or wildlife questions like this also.

The Deer Project Leader from NH Fish & Game responded with the following:  "You were on the right track.  These do appear to be hemal nodes.  They’re normal structures found in ruminants like deer, are intermediate between spleen and normal lymph node tissue, and don’t indicate disease. I also sent the picture to the veterinary pathologist at UNH (University of New Hampshire) and she agreed that they are hemal nodes.  She is not a food safety expert, but thought the tissue appears normal and should be safe to eat if handled appropriately.  I hope this information was helpful."

More internet searching confirmed hemal nodes do not taint the meat.  I was wondering if it is genetic or demographic?  From searching it appears hemal nodes are genetic.  It says hemal nodes are normal anatomical structures and are important filtering organs for animals’ circulatory systems, and they are typically trimmed out with excess fat during processing.  They are normal lymphoid organs in an animal’s body.  Hemal nodes are usually ovoid (being larger than a pea), maroon or black in color, and may be either solid or fluid-filled. They resemble a very small spleen or blood clot, and are also called accessory spleens.  

I'm not sure why some deer appear to have them and others don't.  I am going to connect up with my local deer butcher and ask if he has seen hemal nodes in our area and will let you know what he says.  

In any case I wanted to show you this picture in case you ever see hemal nodes in your deer.

Yamaha RD400 C - 1977 - Motorcycle Accident

After years of riding dirt bikes I bought my first street bike in 1977.  It was a Yamaha RD400 C.  Being a 2 cylinder 2 stroke it was all but as fast as the 750cc bikes.

Saturday, October 29, 1977.  I wanted to ride some back roads in CT and enjoy the sunny day.  It was fall and a bit cool so I brought 2 Jackets with me.  I was wearing a denim jacket and I had Elmo’s leather jacket.  It was cold riding in the shade and nice riding in the sun.  For 30 minutes I debated whether I should stop and change jackets but decided not to.

I ended up riding east on Rt. 66 (Meriden Road) heading toward Middetown, CT.  With the reservoir on my left I was making a slow left corner going 45mph.  Ahead on my right was School Street that came down a big hill.  After many accidents School Street is now a dead end and doesn’t connect to Rt. 66 any longer. 

3:30PM … As I was riding on Rt. 66, I saw a car come down the hill on School Street and stop at the stop sign.  It was completely open so I could see the car from a long way off.   As I got close and closer the car suddenly pulled out in front of me making a left turn.  It happened so fast … no time to react … turning without leaning doesn’t work … I thought for an instant I would miss the back end of the car until the driver cut the corner.  I hit the car right in the driver’s headlights.  The driver of the car was going 10 or 15mph so combined speed was around 60mph.  

With years and years of riding in the desert of Arizona I instinctively stood up just before the impact.  I remember the LOUD BANG and looking down to see the front end of my bike passing below me.  Because I stood up I was launched up and over the car.  My boots hit my handle bars and turned them under so the mirrors ended up pointing down.  My front fork and tire was turned and tucked under from hitting the front end of the car.  I hit the top of the windshield and roof of the car on the way over and landed on my side directly on the double yellow lines.  I don’t remember turning the handlebars or actually hitting the windshield and top of the car.  I don’t remember flying gracefully (hehe) through the air but I do remember the impact of the landing on the road.

First pain … my finger.  I thought I broke my finger so took my gloves off to see.  It was ok.  Second pain … I thought I may have broken my hip.  Turns out I landed on my wallet and got hip pointer (bruise) but not broken.  Next my helmet.  Took that off.  Not a scratch on it but I was glad I was wearing it.  I would never ride without one.

The driver that hit me got out of his car and came back to me.  I said “What were you doing?” his response … “I was on my way to Florida”.  Turns out it was an 80 year old man who had just come from his son’s house.  Not sure how many times he looked both ways but it was 3:30PM and he was looking directly into the sun as I approached.  He never saw me. 

Several people, including a nurse, stopped to help and told me not to move.  Confused, the man who hit me turned, walked to his car, and tried to drive off.  My bike was hung up on the front end of his car and someone ran after him so he didn’t go far. 

Ambulance one arrived and started to take care of me.  Don’t move!  Ok.  Feel any broken bones?  No.  Where did you get hit?  I said my legs.  They cut one pant leg where my shin was bleeding.  They cut the other pant leg up to my knee.  They wanted to cut my boots off.  I said no as they were new Chippewa motorcycle boots and I wasn’t about to have them cut off.  Then ambulance 2 arrived.  The crews proceeded to argue about who got to take me away and what hospital to go to.  After a few minutes of that I was on my way to a hospital.

Parents were called … on their way … my mom (who is an RN) was not happy.  X-rays on both legs.  Shins and ankles pretty messed up with contusions and bruising.  Thankfully, nothing was broken.  The next day I was so sore I couldn’t stand up.  Crutches the following few days … then back in school … Oh the memories ...

Jeep Wrangler - Warranty Service Experience

I bought a used 2015 Wrangler JKU Rubicon Hard Rock in 2017 with 20,000 miles.  After driving it I would notice the smell of antifreeze.  I checked the hoses several times, it never dripped.  Over time it there was minimal fluid lost but I could still smell antifreeze.  I thought the smell was from the antifreeze passing to and from the overflow reservoir.

I took my Jeep in for the 30,000-mile fluid changes with nothing being said about my radiator or the smell of antifreeze at that time. 

Months later I took my Jeep to a dealer for my annual state inspection.  I passed inspection and when picking it up I was told my radiator was leaking at the seam.  I was never able to see anything but the mechanic did.  I said, “That should be covered under warranty correct?”  They told me I was out of warranty.  (3 year/36,000-mile warranty).  I had 36,518 miles.  I said that’s not right.  What can I do?  They told me I need to call Chrysler.

I called the Jeep Customer Assistance Center at 844-827-2006 (877-IAM-JEEP) when I got home.  They routed me to FCA Customer Care whose number is 844-827-2006.

I called and spoke to a customer care rep.  I explained the history of the antifreeze smell and what had happened with the dealer.  She took down my vehicle information and assigned me a case number.  One question she asked was “How long ago did I find out about the leak from the dealer.”  I told her as soon as they told me I called.  (I left the dealer 1 ½ hours before.)  In other words when I found out I called.  I didn’t wait for months. 

She took down the dealer information to call them and said she would call me back.  I received a callback and she said Chrysler would cover a new radiator under warranty.  That was great news for me. 

If I had a dealer issue, Customer Care said I could choose any dealer I wanted.  They would call my dealer of choice to inform them of my case and what was to be done.  Customer Care would advocate for me with a positive result.   She asked what dealer I wanted to bring my jeep to.  I told her the same one since it was local and I had no issue with them. 

Customer Care called that dealer to inform them of my case and the resolution.  I had several more phone calls from customer care regarding billing.  Would it be a direct bill from the dealer to Chrysler or would I pay and submit the bills.  Customer care set up a direct bill from the dealer.  I set up an appointment with the dealer. 

On the day of service, I called Customer Care to inform them my jeep was being worked on.  They called the dealer to make sure all went as planned.  The dealer did the install and it was direct billed.  No issues and all went well.

I wanted to share this positive experience and my outcome from FCA Customer Care.  The customer service was outstanding throughout the whole process.

I also wanted to say a couple other things.  1) If you smell antifreeze, get that checked out especially if you are under warranty.  2)  Call FCA Customer Care at 844-827-2006 if you have a jeep warranty issue, are concerned about what may or may not be covered, dealer responsibility question, etc. 

FCA Customer Care took care of me and saved me some big money.  This was my experience …