so being the gullable...or is it really cupable individual i am i hopped a ride from south dallas (really round rock) and landed on south congress ave. ...austin,texas....south austin.....aka the continental club....for the midnight show with james mcmurtry....make no bones about straight bourbon whiskey is all he'll abide....so shall i recripricated and indulged myself as well....the man and his band is pure buisness....set it up...throw it down and rock the house......solid
set, solid mucisicanship....and midnight's late...but 2:45 bedtime and early to rise at 6:30 left a dent...the midnight show's truly mirror
what still makes this town cool...and what makes the continental club
still one of my favorite haunts.....good people, better music.....way laid back attitude.....no wharehouse district hipsters apply!
Thursday, November 19, 2009
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
my life
well i'm tired of feelin like a swelt up old toad.....burp........
so 2 glasses of happy camper a bowl of soup...visit mutha trucka and
big daddy....and off to bed early last night...for i have the first of i think
many more of these excercises in the dawn patrol....we had our first
frost on the pumpkin so this made the first dawn patrol of the fall more meaningful....i find it simply amazing how and what the world looks like from behind the bars of bicycle...especially in the world of dirt.....i was constantly being stalked by my shadow....my inner monster did not mind ....the monster seemed to out pace the shadow..all in all both shadow and monster are back in the closet....but there will be more...
so 2 glasses of happy camper a bowl of soup...visit mutha trucka and
big daddy....and off to bed early last night...for i have the first of i think
many more of these excercises in the dawn patrol....we had our first
frost on the pumpkin so this made the first dawn patrol of the fall more meaningful....i find it simply amazing how and what the world looks like from behind the bars of bicycle...especially in the world of dirt.....i was constantly being stalked by my shadow....my inner monster did not mind ....the monster seemed to out pace the shadow..all in all both shadow and monster are back in the closet....but there will be more...
Tuesday, September 22, 2009
rotational mass
I think if there were memorable moments for me on this past trip ...it would have to be mornings on Shadow Mountain.....no hustle, no hurry, really no agenda...just muster my self out of the confines of the bag an off the deck of the RMS Ronald Reagan (a camping cot of extra large proportion) if I felt like it...but the pangs of the Grand kind of left me with a state of anxiety....I knew that this range of granite, rock, and glacier ( I think the dr referred that this glacier was more of a ice cube than a glacier) would be evolving into a myriad of colors, textures, hues and provide me a canvas that would be more of solitude, so the anxiety was being able to get myself up and out without missing any of the mountain kaleidoscope.
So with that I stumbled up the double track with camera and camp chair, blanket the g-dog....and the ball...and the stick....and waited for mother nature to perform her magic...once the sun began to crest the horizon on my back side the landscape on my front side evolved, re-evolved every minute or two. I cannot really recall how many frames I shot..But the horizon just seemed to be a steady stream of multi colored hues and textures, almost a 90 minute movie. The clouds billowed, dissipated, and became magenta and gold, lined with blue-black and mauve.
In retrospect I found these moments to have left my mind completely void of thought, of things at home, work, any of life’s demands and the world.
I do believe this was a first for me. One, that none of the day to day necessities ever crossed my mind. Even with my eldest son on his backside from a kidney biopsy (I thought about him, my wife, but never worried, I just had a gut sense all was well)
I don't know why, I would love to be able operate like this daily…
but I know that the process cannot be sustained.
For the world does continue to spin....but for me it never spins in the same direction....I just have to learn how follow regardless of the rotation or just make my own way.
So with that I stumbled up the double track with camera and camp chair, blanket the g-dog....and the ball...and the stick....and waited for mother nature to perform her magic...once the sun began to crest the horizon on my back side the landscape on my front side evolved, re-evolved every minute or two. I cannot really recall how many frames I shot..But the horizon just seemed to be a steady stream of multi colored hues and textures, almost a 90 minute movie. The clouds billowed, dissipated, and became magenta and gold, lined with blue-black and mauve.
In retrospect I found these moments to have left my mind completely void of thought, of things at home, work, any of life’s demands and the world.
I do believe this was a first for me. One, that none of the day to day necessities ever crossed my mind. Even with my eldest son on his backside from a kidney biopsy (I thought about him, my wife, but never worried, I just had a gut sense all was well)
I don't know why, I would love to be able operate like this daily…
but I know that the process cannot be sustained.
For the world does continue to spin....but for me it never spins in the same direction....I just have to learn how follow regardless of the rotation or just make my own way.
Monday, September 21, 2009
the still bottoms
well I’m currently trying to reacclimatize to the environs of my home, and my family.....granted I love my wife, children, family ....but life on the road regardless of amount of time away leaves me feeling saddened...the spirit that was liberated with total freedom for 6 days
has to be captured and retrained to the confines of the real world....I’m thinking not much different than a pet needing to be trained.....
it can be a really dark and painful time to reacclimatize myself.
yet when I look back at the time away...it ... reminds me that all mountain top experiences require the daily travels through the valleys of the mundane....
.the saving grace to all of this is I have my family of whom I love and
missed,
In a nut shell....3 years off the road....has left me out of shape traveling,
out shape in chronicling what’s inside my head....I need to
Poke it and let it out......it needs to be subject to regimented hard training lest it becomes all noodilly.....
So with much ado...not that I’m a goal oriented/motivated type....I need to push my inner being. A little harder...a little further....
Push the envelope. And live life to the utmost....regardless of how far or close to home I may be
So thanks to my family, and my good friends here and abroad for sharing there individual pieces of themselves......
has to be captured and retrained to the confines of the real world....I’m thinking not much different than a pet needing to be trained.....
it can be a really dark and painful time to reacclimatize myself.
yet when I look back at the time away...it ... reminds me that all mountain top experiences require the daily travels through the valleys of the mundane....
.the saving grace to all of this is I have my family of whom I love and
missed,
In a nut shell....3 years off the road....has left me out of shape traveling,
out shape in chronicling what’s inside my head....I need to
Poke it and let it out......it needs to be subject to regimented hard training lest it becomes all noodilly.....
So with much ado...not that I’m a goal oriented/motivated type....I need to push my inner being. A little harder...a little further....
Push the envelope. And live life to the utmost....regardless of how far or close to home I may be
So thanks to my family, and my good friends here and abroad for sharing there individual pieces of themselves......
texas rain lilly
and then we were graced with rain, and with the rain came flowers.
i think this has to be one of the most humbling periods of drought i
have personally experienced, both as a human, and the world.....i have often deliberated why would both the world and man be put through such natural disasters....but with the rain everything has come of age, and renewing of the earth and the mind....thanks for the rain from the world and from my noggin...
i think this has to be one of the most humbling periods of drought i
have personally experienced, both as a human, and the world.....i have often deliberated why would both the world and man be put through such natural disasters....but with the rain everything has come of age, and renewing of the earth and the mind....thanks for the rain from the world and from my noggin...
Wednesday, June 3, 2009
mmmmmmm toozdee
she just kind of jumped on i guess, but she's welcome...she even
had mamma's with me.......
had mamma's with me.......
Friday, March 13, 2009
how do get from here to there?
Well a month has lapsed since our journey to the Big Bend....and the current state of economic affairs has still proven to be both toxic and lethal. God save the queen, and my kingdom for a shrubbery!
Standfast...anchors away, onward and upward...thar shee blowz...
Well at least we have been granted some precip...its so needed, and summers lakes and creeks are but ponds of muck and mire...
I do ask myself, when, and where can i get away again.....its looking like early May....i do miss the high deserts of the Chihauha..maybe its
time for little drive out to the Western Slopes before it becomes to
hot....as for today, i really like to gray, cold, damp....makes dominoes
and beer delicious....
Standfast...anchors away, onward and upward...thar shee blowz...
Well at least we have been granted some precip...its so needed, and summers lakes and creeks are but ponds of muck and mire...
I do ask myself, when, and where can i get away again.....its looking like early May....i do miss the high deserts of the Chihauha..maybe its
time for little drive out to the Western Slopes before it becomes to
hot....as for today, i really like to gray, cold, damp....makes dominoes
and beer delicious....
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