Wow. When I disappear from the blog, I really disappear, eh? I just have to plead "busy". When I haven't been working or slaving over essay questions, I've been... well.... digging holes in my yard. Photos will follow. In the meantime, I've finally finished another project, related to this. I was elected/selected/volunteered ---probably due to the fact that I had the biggest, bulkiest camera--- to gather up all of the photos the gang took of our little jaunt, burn them all to CD, and redistribute them. I did that, going through well over a thousand pictures, and had a grand old time doing it. *So* much fun, in fact, that I went ahead and created a little video from the best photos for the two members of the gang who don't have computers (can you believe it? There are people in this day and age who aren't wired up???). The hardest part was learning to burn a DVD playable on a television. My incredible and extensive computer skills didn't prepare me for the amount of cussing needed to make DVD's that work on *all* players. For some reason, my DVD's will not play on my fancy machine in the living room, but work just great on the $5 garage sale machine in the bedroom. Go figure. The full video on DVD is about a half hour long, but here is just a short selection. Hope you enjoy.
I'm still, two days later, trying to get my right wrist to once again straighten out completely! Too much time on the throttle combined with early arthritis, I suppose. Good thing I am so severely left-handed, lol. My best pictures are up on the flickr site, and pics from my cohorts in this little jaunt are trickling in slowly; I'll post them as well when I get them. It was a wonderful trip. It was a once-in-a-lifetime trip. As I wrote to a friend yesterday:
"3234 miles in 10 days. I am sunburnt and tired and exhilarated and glad to be home even though it was a wonderful wonderful trip of a lifetime.
I got to put my feet in the Atlantic again.
I spent a night in a house built by Rudy Vallee and frequented by old-time Hollywood types from the '30's.
I ate lobster and clams 'til even *I* was tired of them.
I stayed one night across the street from the 1980 Olympics complex and marveled at all the healthy-looking Olympic types running around. I stood underneath, and looked up at, Niagara Falls.
I rode across Ontario. I saw a moose (and learned that while deer look big when seen from the seat of a motorcycle, moose are approximately the size of a semi). I roasted in the sunshine in Acadia National Park and got hailed on in Flint, Michigan. I saw the gradual progression of spring across half our continent. I smelled lilacs and cow manure. I saw some of the most incredible houses in the country. I saw sailboats. I saw every one of the Great Lakes, as well as the ocean. It was a fantastic trip, just fantastic."
So. What do you do to top a trip like this one?
Next year, you go west. Waaaaay west. We're tossing around the idea of another of my dream trips.... across the northern tier of states to British Colombia. I need to go wading in the Pacific again, after all.
View Larger Map Stupid Google maps is not behaving, so I'm only getting *part* of the route, and then it completely disappears when I zoom in on it. It's pretty easy, though. Just go East until you hit ocean. Then eat lobster. *Lots* of lobster. Escanaba Sault Ste. Marie, MI (where we leave the Motherland) Sudbury, Ont. Rolphton, Ont. Ogdensburg, NY (where hopefully they let us back *into* the country) Canton, NY Champlain, NY (I'm looking forward to the drive down the lake) Chimney Corner, Vt. Montpelier, Vt. Jefferson, NH Bethel, ME East Newport, ME Bar Harbor, ME Kennebunkport, ME (will wave "hi" to the Bush family) Swiftwater, NH Duxbury, Vt. Westport, NY Saranac, NY Sacketts Harbor, NY Irondequoit, NY Niagara Falls, NY Aylmer, Ont. ......and up the lower Peninsula of Michigan to the Big Mack and west to home. My butt already hurts thinking about it. I can't wait!!! I'll try to post pics along the way, if possible; but don't hold yer breath. There will be lots of things to show when I get back. See ya in 10 days!! UPDATE: My #($*% map may not be working, but I'll try to make sure I stand next to these when I see them. Keep an eye out.
How some people golf...... How *I* golf..... I'm still not sure if I hit the stupid ball....
No, not *that* kind of Turkey Day. Up until 5 or 6 years ago, I had never seen a wild turkey. I won't ever forget the first "herd" I saw, about 30 in a single flock alongside Hwy. 29 a half-dozen years ago. I recall spotting large dark "things" in the ditch ahead, and my jaw hitting my knees when I realized that those big dark blobs were TURKEYS. I'm not sure if the birds were re-introduced to the area or if they came back on their own, but they are all over the place now, to the great delight of area hunters. I see them frequently on my powerwalks, and I'm always amazed at how large a bird they really are. Usually I see only groups of hens, but it *is* the time of year when a young tom's fancy turns to.... well... showing off for the ladies. This one was so busy fluffing up for them that he paid absolutely no attention to me as I got out of the car and put the Nikon to work. It was only the hens' nervousness that kept him from doing his dance right in the middle of the northbound lanes. I have also decided I need a better zoom lens. A 28-70 just doesn't cut it, lol. Clicking on the slideshow will take you to an online photo album I'm playing with. Yep. Like I *need* another online photo album, hehehehe.