Sunday, August 08, 2010

Above and Beyond

The picture below was an attempt at one of those Ansel Adams efforts that us budding –but less talented and more time drained- amateur snappers try to emulate in our own worlds.  Miles above the Afan Valleys in bleak wind-hewn plateaux unchanged since the days that God started shaving.
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Sitting hypnotically in our warm car seats lapping at the runny taste-free ice cream from a rusting pink van.  We can forget about the vastness out there: mountains as far as the eye dares to squint; precipitous crags stabbing down violently upon the civilisation at their feet; glacial bleakness carved in the stealth of time winds.  The far distant peaks beckon our curiosities, gazing at us from a remote place that they know we’ll never dare cover on foot.  It might as well be the moon, such is its barren vista.  It is alluring, beautiful, silent and frightening in equal measure.
All this appears to be lost on the TWOC-fed junkie car thieves from Treorchy and Cymmer, who in their priceless idiocy steal a vehicle, strip it, set it aflame & roll it down the steep banks where it will reside as a smouldering mangled pile in an automobile graveyard.  They then have to walk home.

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