Chubby, brunette Eunice Kinnison sat in a rocker, reading the Sunday papers and listening to the radio. Her husband Ralph lay sprawled upon the davenport, smoking a cigarette and reading the current issue of EXTRAORDINARY STORIES against an unheard background of music. Mentally, he was far from Tellus, flitting in his super-dreadnaught through parsec after parsec of vacuous space. E.E. "Doc" Smith, Triplanetary, Chapter 5: "1941"
I noticed that as well. I think that you are looking at wires between the camera and the rocket, some sort of debris barrier, maybe? To get a shot that close looking, it is either a telephoto or a auto-camera with some sort of protection!
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Are those guy wires at the top of the rocket? Or is my screen doing something funny?
I noticed that as well. I think that you are looking at wires between the camera and the rocket, some sort of debris barrier, maybe? To get a shot that close looking, it is either a telephoto or a auto-camera with some sort of protection!
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