Enjoy while you can. For better or for worse, nothing but eternity lasts forever.
Mysty Morning Hop
(Washington coastal forest - click)

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Picture This...
Home, Sweet, Home.I love: ...that warmly intense look in her eye before she looks downward through stray hair, with a small smile that makes my sparks my mind, ...the perfect carve and slight slide of a waterski, a snowboard, a motorcycle, leaving me hanging, suspended, released from gravity, ...swimming down, down, until you should be running low on air, yet still feeling comfortable that your lungs are still supplying, ...that perfect curve and sway of her hip, ...the perfect cup of coffee, or comfortable hiking boot, at sunrise, ...the perfect storm (not that one), ...hitting the ball with the sweet spot, ...the feel of a long run, ...the perfect kiss (yes that one), ...the perfect guitar solo, ...air above timberline, ...the perfect fish on the end of my line, ...her breath on my neck, in my ear, ...a perfect fire, ...perfect absorbtion in reading or writing, or inner centered thought, ...hearing snow fall, ...sandy coves, ...clinging to rocky cliffs, ...the perfect afternoon nap, ...a perfectly ripe dripping peach, ...rip tides, ...whiteouts, ...perfect warm light and shadow, ...the perfect unexpected smile, ...arriving "home".
I hate not allowing myself to experience what I love. I experience perfect moments when I'm "home". This often happens far from my mailing (or emailing) address. I love the perfect trip.
Home, Sweet, Home.
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Enjoy while you can. For better or for worse, nothing but eternity lasts forever.
Mysty Morning Hop
(Washington coastal forest - click)
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Family... hmmm...
Here's some of 'em.
Huh. Will we ever figure each other out?
More unconscious mysteries of the universe...
Alfalfa the "Third", (aka Bro)
He actually helped produce these beautiful great kids below...
Larry and Janine
I think Janine gets the credit for the great kids - and for combing her husband's hair.
Dad, Mom, (ghost)
Mom passed on in '85. Miss ya mom! Dad is happily remarried to Peg ( - not of Bundy fame). I didn't like to smile for pictures in school especially with an axe over my head.
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This site is my attempt to organize some of my stuff - memmories, moments, plans, images, and visions. Its about adventure travel, the adventure of everyday life, and the seemingly little things in life. It also collects a good dose of mundane musing - not the least of which is spillage from my mind's internally biased framework . The mind's internal framework gives us our own unique perspective on our experiences. It filters experiences, and stores them to fit its own pre-conceived notions of what reality actually is. Like it knows!
When we get in the groove, in the zone, in the state of flow, our minds sometime take a back seat. They sit in the back and shut up. We are free to experience the road in a more real, a more intimate, and more visceral way. We become more tuned in - and more clearly aware and alive.
Adventure travel activity is cool like that. Pushing the edge and finding that delicate balance - between casual coasting and crash n' burn, - between boredom and anxiety - between reminiscing or lamenting the past, worrying away the future, and experiencing the perfect moment. That balance is pure alchemic magic, invigorating the soul.
...The state of Flow.
Hiking, diving, easy climbing, riding motorcycles, snowboards, waterskis, and mountain bikes - all feed that flow, like a desert rainstorm feeds a withering flower. ...Above all, I have an inner urge, a primal need to just - "be" - in Nature. Its is where I feel wonder and welcome.
Esoteric philosophy and psychology tend to be adventures for my mind. I feel them, grok them. They go hand in glove with adventure traveling. Both speak invitingly to something buried deep inside.
I've started to get into photography. I enjoy capturing images of nature and sticking them in my laptop. They remind me of "home". My goal is to capture a "vibe" - to say something with an image - I'm a rookie with a ways to go.
So, welcome to my fluid scrapbook. A collection of memmories, maladies, ponderings, pictures, experiences, and esoteric entrails. Travels far and wide and inside my mind. (Hopefully), limited trips to the bathroom for the TP factor. (Metaphor Warning - I overuse them. If you don't get what I say, its a metaphor for something or other. Oh, yeah - beware of run on sentences - I'm not into grammar).
Most of my thoughts will stay in and get jotted down in this blog. A photoblog - "Tidal Pool Reflections" - and some other "stuff" should round it out. Good images are like tidal pools - slices of time - revealed for a moment. When you really take a good look between all the rushing undertow and riptides, there is mystery and wonder reflected back at you. Not that there is anything wrong with the noise of white rushing water. Such is life. But, ...instead of drifting away in the current and going with the flow, ...grow some Flow of your own. Eyes open - watch. Eyes closed - watch.
You rise like a wave in the ocean, only to settle back into the Sea - - Surf's up! - - Ride the Wave - - and Dive in and swim in the Glow...
...Ocean
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This site is my attempt to organize some of my stuff - memmories, moments, plans, images, and visions. Its about adventure travel, the adventure of everyday life, and the seemingly little things in life. It also collects a good dose of mundane musing - not the least of which is spillage from my mind's internally biased framework . The mind's internal framework gives us our own unique perspective on our experiences. It filters experiences, and stores them to fit its own pre-conceived notions of what reality actually is. Like it knows!
When we get in the groove, in the zone, in the state of flow, our minds sometime take a back seat. They sit in the back and shut up. We are free to experience the road in a more real, a more intimate, and more visceral way. We become more tuned in - and more clearly aware and alive.
Adventure travel activity is cool like that. Pushing the edge and finding that delicate balance - between casual coasting and crash n' burn, - between boredom and anxiety - between reminiscing or lamenting the past, worrying away the future, and experiencing the perfect moment. That balance is pure alchemic magic, invigorating the soul.
...The state of Flow.
Hiking, diving, easy climbing, riding motorcycles, snowboards, waterskis, and mountain bikes - all feed that flow, like a desert rainstorm feeds a withering flower. ...Above all, I have an inner urge, a primal need to just - "be" - in Nature. Its is where I feel wonder and welcome.
Esoteric philosophy and psychology tend to be adventures for my mind. I feel them, grok them. They go hand in glove with adventure traveling. Both speak invitingly to something buried deep inside.
I've started to get into photography. I enjoy capturing images of nature and sticking them in my laptop. They remind me of "home". My goal is to capture a "vibe" - to say something with an image - I'm a rookie with a ways to go.
So, welcome to my fluid scrapbook. A collection of memmories, maladies, ponderings, pictures, experiences, and esoteric entrails. Travels far and wide and inside my mind. (Hopefully), limited trips to the bathroom for the TP factor. (Metaphor Warning - I overuse them. If you don't get what I say, its a metaphor for something or other. Oh, yeah - beware of run on sentences - I'm not into grammar).
Most of my thoughts will stay in and get jotted down in this blog. A photoblog - "Tidal Pool Reflections" - and some other "stuff" should round it out. Good images are like tidal pools - slices of time - revealed for a moment. When you really take a good look between all the rushing undertow and riptides, there is mystery and wonder reflected back at you. Not that there is anything wrong with the noise of white rushing water. Such is life. But, ...instead of drifting away in the current and going with the flow, ...grow some Flow of your own. Eyes open - watch. Eyes closed - watch.
You rise like a wave in the ocean, only to settle back into the Sea - - Surf's up! - - Ride the Wave - - and Dive in and swim in the Glow...
...Ocean
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Me

Self Port

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