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Monumental mountains.
Black water.
Rocks.
Wind.
Emptiness.
Wilderness.
The most beautiful,
and the purest landscape
I have ever experienced.
Cook's Strait crossing, New Zealand.
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Just like the majestic T-rex did
they move
The claws are sharp as a knife
It stopped for a second
And gave you that charming look
Of the descendant of a dinosaur
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All kinds of wilderness
the fragile beauty of the creatures of Tasmania
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Red side of The Earth
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Rusty Pearls
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Here they are - Wolga, Tarpan, Warszawa, Gaz, Lada and many more sleeping in the late winter sun
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The silence of ice
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Fishermen's soil
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Smells like a cold breeze
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Covered the horizon
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Antarctica
The Heroic Five
January 18th, 1912. — Captain Scott reached the South Pole.
February 17th, 1912. — Petty-Officer Evans died.
March 17th 1912. — Captain Oates died.
March 29th, 1912. — Captain Scott, Dr. Wilson and Lieutenant Bowers died.
All honor to those who died
For England's fame and glory;
From their own lips we ne'er shall hear
Their brave, heroic story.
A few rough notes to us remain
To tell us of these heroes;
Written, when death was near; the end
To misery in the land of snows.
Petty-Officer Evans, the strongest man
Was the first to meet his doom,
And the great ice plateau, his last resting place,
Was the gallant, heroic man's tomb.
See the brave self-sacrifice of Captain Oates,
For of his own will he went
Out into the blizzard, to try and save
Those lives, that were so near spent.
The blizzard then became so fierce,
That the three brave men had to stay;
With food and safety, only just
A few short miles away.
Four four long days the blizzard raged;
When they were starved and worn
These men then laid them down to rest;
With hopes for a brighter dawn.
All glory be to those who died,
It is the nations duty and lot
To honour, the names we ove learned to love,
Bowers, Wilson, Oates, Evans and Scott.
Parkstone, February 12th, 1913.
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