Sentences with phrase «face of a cliff»

Reminds me of those pictures of mountain cliffs and high up in the middle of the face of the cliff grows a single tree out from a crevice.

But just then, luckily, another wave came along, a twin sister to the one that had grounded him there, and it swept Brojen off like a splinter and hurled him headfirst into the face of the cliffs.

In the face of the cliff I recognized the same sedimentary features I'd seen at Joggins: pancake layers of geological strata, dark traces of coal, a scree of fallen rocks on the shoreline below.

And even though dry surfaces are more easily gripped than slick ones, there are still dangers at hand: Multiton slabs of rock can pop off the face of a cliff with little or no warning, careening downslope dozens of meters to shatter in a cloud of geological shrapnel.

They have searched sunny patches of rock and shaded bits of forest, weathered fence posts and sheltered caves, grassy glades and the faces of cliffs.

Once an appropriate nest is located along the face of a cliff, a group of the researchers fan out across the bottom of the cliff.

Suspended from a thin nylon rope several hundred feet above the ground, a daredevil photographer swings toward the face of a cliff, intent on taking face - to - face pictures of a North Carolina mountain lion in its lair.

For a great family day out, head down the almost 300 steps that are cut into the face of the cliff down to Ammoudi beach, or take the main road for a longer journey that lets you take in more scenic views.

The monastery right above is built into the face of a cliff, thus you will need to climb 1000 steps to get to the top, but once you arrive, you will be rewarded with one of the most spectacular views you have ever seen, the endless blue of the Aegean Sea.

Weather permitting, make your way down to the beach via the 86 steps that were carved into the face of the cliff by local settler Hugh Gibson, who worked on the route originally used by the Kirrae Whurrong people.

Girolata (named after a creek in Corsica, but after the picture was painted), one of the most beautiful of Joan Mitchell's recent paintings, is a large triptych which does look very much like a fairly literal impression of the face of a cliff pocked with crevices and littered here and there with vines and messy vegetation.