
Fall


Downriver-most point on Jamestown Island. The Jamestown settlement is a few miles upriver

This point is at the end of a short walking path of the loop road around the island. I found this a great place to walk around and take pictures (of the same things each time 🙂 ).
This is the only formal hiking path on te island … but I stumbled over a few things wandering through the woods. It’s so overgrown though, there’s barely enough room for the mosquitos between the trees and vines.
Sometime I’ll have to tell of the time some “concerned citizens” reported me to a ranger for carrying a rifle. After very little confusion, the ranger determined my tripod was not a rifle and let me go.
I imagine “concerned citizen” went home happy having done his “civic duty”.
But that’s a story for a different time.

A sample of some obscure – and some maybe not obscure – tunes from my strange and off-the-wall collection.
Today’s selection: Grateful Dead “China Cat Sunflower I Know You Rider” 1982
Live at the Oregon Country Fair: “Springfield Creamery Presents The Second Decadenal Field Trip” in Veneta, just west of Eugene.
I liked Eugene back in those days. Crazy was fun then, not dangerous. Times change.
The concert took place on August 28 – I overlooked this fact when I went to post this.
I was at this concert. Drove up from Reno with my girlfriend of the time in a beater 1964 Chevy pickup.. Sat with friends in the booth next to Ken Kesey’s. Wish I remembered more of the concert; there was no option for leaving off the “special sauce” at the food booths. Trouble is, those funny cigarettes have been known to cause this effect often known as “the munchies”.
Brownies are good. The special sauce wasn’t bad either.
Truck blew a rod on the way home; of course I was taking the road less travelled. Contacted our friends in Eugene and spent a few days with them while the truck was being repaired.
An adventure is something you don’t want to be doing while you’re doing it.
But a memorable time overall. Good and bad at the same time; one of the straws that broke apart my first not-marriage … but that’s a different tale for a different time.
from NREL via VisualCapitalist:

It appears ZeroHedge picked up this story. “DataCenter” means just that: the facilities plus support staff and families along with merchants implies these will be the significant population centers:
Jobs follow energy.

The carnival has left. No more cotton candy, corn dogs, sno-cones.
No more “toss the ring”, “shoot the ducks”, “are you man or mouse” games.
No more “toss your cookies” rides.
No more watching young kids on their first solo “adult” rides.
No more watching nervous parents watching the kids on their first solo adult rides.
No more watching teenage boys chase the uncatchable.
No more watching the uncatchable play at being catchable.
No more funhouse, rooms of mirrors, barking carnies.
No more carny sounds, carney smells, the hot sun of a summer’s day.
‘Tis the time of the season.
Both Nazi Germany and Soviet Russia operated under “rule of law”.
Headline: “…democracy and the rule of law are under assault from disinformation, division, and shrinking civic space,”
And I can’t help thinking that democracy – two wolves and a lamb voting on lunch – has caused more problems around the world … especially when forcing it on people that didn’t want it.
But then, we’re not supposed to be a democracy.
A free people includes armed lambs.

Saw this sitting out in the back lot of an artist’s studio near Loveland, CO. The back lot … with the dumpsters and such. Not up front on display.
Stopped in to talk with the fellow.
The story I got was that someone commissioned this sculpture but was not able to pay for it. Supposedly $30,000 melt value of bronze. Someone that had … emphasize “had” … the $100k or so to justify accepting the commission.
It’s the face and figure of the guy it was to go to.
“Who wants a large statue of some other guy?“
. . . . .
“Maybe someone will buy it“
That was long ago; haven’t been back.
I wonder what happened to it.
Denver Airport

First built in 1915, it was the primary training aircraft of WWI of both American and Canadian militaries. After the war, a large number of these planes were surplussed to the civilian market. Final production of occurred in 1927
Yorktown Bridge



I once lived in York County outside Williamsburg, VA and often travelled the Colonial Parkway to Yorktown, the county seat. There is a section of the Parkway where one has a good view of the bridge.
I wouldn’t live there again but I’d be willing to visit. There will be more posts focused on that area in times to come.