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5:30 monday

What a nice day today is! I hopped on the bike around noon, with fishing gear in pack. Went down to where we had stopped with mom and dad two years ago, on bear lake. Really breezy, and there was someone sitting where i wanted to fish from, so went to other side. That was a hike with the bike. Fishing was tough, had only one lookie. But was able to take a few nice pics, i hope. I had forgotten to prep my 5wt line, so i had to use the 4wt on a 5wt rod, in the wind. Uggh. I got frustrated with my casting. I think i am going to take some lessons on proper casting, as well as how to nymph and wet fly fish. Can’t always dry fly. I wet waded and man that water was cold cold.

Back to camp around 2:30. The bike sucks, no clips, and when i slip off the pedal the damn thing cmes around and smacks the back of my heel. Hurts. Ate a second lunch. I think the mountains enhance the taste of everything. Then i took the little path behind the site here, made sure i had bear spray. The path looked like it might go down to the water, but it didn’t. It did go along the ridge, the water was wayyyyyy down there. But man, what views. Really nice, and i hope what i saw came into my camera. Took my time coming back up, still not acclimted to the altitude. And out of shape. What else is new?

Traveling in 2011. Yeahrealcreative

Been here in Colorado since Friday afternoon. A kamikaze driver limo from Denver to Steamboat. That was fun actually. No problems on planes or connections. Just had to wait a long time it seems after landing in Denver.
Friday night went to rodeo. Kinda boring, since there was no real enthusiasm from the crowd. And the food was outrageously expensive, really. For not so good food too. Saturday went to farmers market in the morning, then up to Pearl lake camp, to see what spot i might like. Ummm not really like any. Then off to bear lake again to scout. Yesterday morning Chris took me to brunch on the mountain, and that was really excellent food, with excellent views. Filled me right up! Then off to grab the camper, in the rain, and up to bear lake. Got the perfect site. I mean perfect. Set up stuff, in the rain. Chris took off and i made dinner. In the rain. No campfire. She has a little camper, and it is perfect. I did not sleep well, because of the rain, and a not so perfect bunk. But it was ok, cuz i have no agenda, no email, no internet, no nuthin. Mmmmm nothingness.
Last night (sunday) started to watch a movie on ipad, but it was slow moving and i was really tired so i was probably sleeping before 10. Woke around 1, i think the rain probably woke me, raining hard. Then again around 3:30, pee time. 4:45 chris’s damed alarm went off. Then around 5:30 woke again, damned moon shining in. But also about ready to be dawn. So got up, bolied water for instant coffee, and greeted the dawn. Let me tell you, instant coffee ain’t half bad when you are half awake. Took some pics of the mountain at dawn. I forgot to bring batteries out to camp, so photo taking is going to be very focused. Make me concentrate instead of being snappy happy.

So i wrote during the day. 11am, had three cups of coffee by then. Some oatmeal, which was ok. Finished watching the movie, then sat outside and did this part of the post in, hold on… Writing it on paper. Is it really a blog post if it is on paper?

The ipod battery is almost dead. The spare boost batteries I bought a few years ago, no juice. Uggh… No music. But the kindle still has a charge, and the ipad has a charge too. And i have the charger for it. Suck a little power off the battery on the camper.

Time to fish.

Putting the waiting to good use

Sitting waiting for daughter (so what else is new?) And putting time to good use

On the road, somewhere.
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What trip could be complete without naked-ness

Yes, it is him. Skinnier than the last time I saw him. But still puttin on a show for all. Seems that he can go anywhere in Times Square even thru someone else’s demo.
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Waldorf

This place needs a facade cleaning. Must be the economy

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The famous radio city music hall.

Yes indeed. On 6th ave and 50th st. By this time, my feet were screaming at me!

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Car Hotel

They need a place too ya know.

37th st.
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Engine 26

On 37th street went past a firehouse. Like I said, it was a warm day. I asked them if I could take a picture of some heros. “Of course”. They got a call right when I snapped this.

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Mecca?

I did a lot of walking yesterday. This was one intentional destination. The place was PACKED inside. On a Thursday afternoon. A beautiful day too. And all these cultists were stuffed under this glass cube. Awesome.

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Taxi swarm

Park Ave. Yesterday. It seemed like a swarm of mustard yellow bees coming down the street. And it kept on coming!
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