The Ugly American
I hate it when that happens!!!
I went to the Armstrong Redwoods today. It's a really awesome place and I took some pictures, a few of which I was looking at when I did something that caused them to all disappear! All of them! Gone! Where are they? Not on the camera, not on the laptop...like I said, I hate it when that happens!
I'm not sure the pictures would have done the visit justice. There's really no way to get all of one of these spectacular trees in one frame. I think you need a video camera so you can pan up and down the trees and all around.
I'd say it was like a tropical rain forest but it was a little too cold for that. It's a very damp place, moss growing on everything, kind of dark, but not really scary. Standing among the monstrous trees I really felt pretty safe, like nothing could get to me in there. The trees would protect me.
You just can't imagine how big these trees are if you've never seen them. I walked by one tree that had fallen who knows how long ago and at one spot some of the bark had fallen away from the tree. I swear, it was 3 or 4 inches thick!
The Colonel Armstrong, I guess the biggest tree in this grove of Redwoods is estimated to be over 1300 years old. It stands over 300 feet in the air and has a diameter of around 14 feet. Makes you realize how small you really are in this big old world we live in...
I'll visit again and maybe next time I'll be a little smarter than my camera!?!
let's try some sunsets...
I took thes on my way up the coast. I was heading to the Redwood Forest, but the ocean always seem to grab me...
So, stuck around and took some pictures of the sun setting...
Sunsets can be pretty incredible on the west coast...todays was pretty average, but for a sunset...average is still pretty sweet.
I made it to the Redwood Forest today, unfortunately, I never really saw it...but that's what happens when you hang out to watch the lights go down...
Tomorrow, I'll take a different path...Redwood forest first, then maybe another sunset...
Some pictures to share...
I'm on the west coast again...northern California...about 75 miles north of San Fransisco. I figured I'd let you see some of what I see. I mean, I really should put this awesome camera to some good use shouldn't I?
At the Coast Guard training facility where I'm working there are these very brave deer. They know no one is gonna mess with them but they still keep an eye on us.
So this afternoon I decided I needed to take a ride up the coast. I found out I was about 45 minutes away from Bodega Bay. If you've ever seen the old classic Hitchcock thriller "The Birds" then you've heard of Bodega Bay.
This first picture is of the Potter School House. An actual school house back in the day. And the school house from the movie. Now it's a private residence. I was told that it's usually open on weekends, but this is Wednesday, so guess what...it wasn't open.
So then I found Taylor Street. In the movie this is the street that you appear to see Suzanne Pleshette running down after the birds take a break at the school house for a few minutes. What's funny about it is that they're not anywhere near each other, but you wouldn't know that watching the movie.
But then I just happened to look up at the telephone wires and noticed that there appeared to be a gathering happening. I first saw this movie when I was a kid and it really scared the hell out of me...so, when I saw these birds gathering I decided to get the hell out of Dodge, so to speak. Ain't no crows getting to this boys eyes dammit!
And I headed up the coast. I grew up near the shore, the Jersey shore, but I really love some of the scenery on the west coast so much better. Most of the east coast is just flat. Most of the west coast is pretty spectacular!
What follows is just one picture of what I saw today. I know pictures can't really show you what I see, but they are pretty sweet.
I'll do another post in a little while with some more pictures. Blogger limits how many pictures I can put in one post.
My new boat gets me good eats!
It's Striper season in the Chesapeake Bay and I went out last Saturday night and got me a good one.
I've always been a big fan of Flounder, but I now have a new favorite fish. Striper or Striped Bass or even Rockfish is what they call it and man is it ever tasty!
I caught this baby about 8:30 Saturday night. I put him on ice and cleaned him first thing Sunday morning....that's me in my jammies! I'm telling you that fish was heavy man! But even better, he was mighty tasty!
an interesting day in the life of a constant traveller...
Saturdays can be pretty interesting. This was the end of my last one. This is some of what I sent my boss in an email about my Saturday travelling from the west coast to the east coast...
When I got back to Norfolk, no problems with flights or anything like that, however....,comma...pause for effect...as I walked up to my truck...and pushed the unlock button...nothing happened...now this happens once in a while, usually when I'm over at Oceana...but it still happens, so I unlocked the truck with the key...no interior lights...damn! I reach in the tool box and grabbed the jumper cables...I wait a little while and a young guy in a pick up drives by. I hold up the cables, hands clasped in prayer and beg for a jump. He stops...nice guy! I get the jump, the truck starts, but it won't stay running. I notice when the truck starts with the jump that my illegal in VA radar detector says in a loud clear voice, "Welcome, buckle your seat belt!"
So, I call my 20 year old daughter, "Help me!" I say. Because I've responded correctly in the past when she's asked me, she says sure, I'll come get you. How do I get there? My daughter, who's lived in Virginia Beach for most of her life and rode in the car a million times to the airport told me she didn't know how to get to the airport. I told her to get on the 64, head towards Hampton and follow the signs for the airport. Somehow, she ended up on the 464!!! I managed to guide her in and get home. Since you don't live around here you really can't understand how far out of the way she was...I live 10 minutes from the airport and she was at least 20 minutes in the wrong direction...and at one point was only two minutes away from me...but she still saved me, so I bought her lunch today.
Thanks to my buddy Rick, I now have my baby back! New battery, new lugs...life is good once again.
Travelling all day sucks as it is...but ending it like that...because of something stupid I did!!! Let's hope I learn from this...
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I tried to put this picture up yesterday and it messed with me so I had to photo bucket it on the site...it worked the right way today...still say it looks better with me in it...but I'm just vain like that!