Saturday, July 30, 2005

Yakkin' the South Llano near Junction, TX

Bring your own tube!

If you don't bring your own tubes, stop at Peacemaker River Adventures before you get to the park on 377 south of Junction. He's got better tubes (ones with net bottoms in them, and back rests!) than you'll find down near the park. The park has tubes, but they go quickly, and Pecan provision company or whatever it is called, south of the park's turn-off, they have tubes, but a limited supply of good ones.

Anyway, our bright idea was to lash a big river tube to the rear of our kayaks, and then put a little kid in the tube to see what would happen.

I'm still wondering if this is a good idea.

My kayak/tubing partner, Emily's buddy Madison.

The South Llano is a really pretty river by West Texas standards. It is spring fed, so it is infinitely clearer than mountain fed rivers and tributaries, like the Colorado, for example, or our own Concho near San Angelo. Sure, the South Llano still caries more sediment than, say, the Silver River, near Ocala, Florida, but all and all it is about a seven on a scale of ten for clarity.

To show you how good these Intec River Run tubes we rented ($7 for a day) are, here's a pic of Emily standing on the netting in the bottom of the tube. Hey! That's stable!

I know this is probably not a good idea...

The girls jump in the clear water for a midday swim. They're like Labrador Retrievers, if there is some water around, they have to jump in!

Since the photog never makes the blog, I thought it was time for a self-(effacing) portrait...Hello world!

The town of Junction, on interstate 10, is west of Kerrville, but has Texas Hill Country bonafides. My prediction is that people fleeing the growth in Kerrville will move to Junction. Right now, Junction is fairly untouched, although I'm sure millions of people a year drive right by it on IH-10. Junction is prime for development. It is situated about 100 miles west of San Antionio, and about 100 miles south of San Angelo. Here's a couple of shots:

How could any good Texan pass up doing business at this theater?

The Issack restaraunt in Junction. Fortunately for its customers, it is air-conditioned! That gives you a guess at the vintage. In Angelo, our Texas cinema is not air-conditioned, but refrigerated! That gives you an idea of its vintage!

Of course, most establishments today are air-conditioned, so you don't have to advertise it anymore. Since I'm such an old-stuff junkie, I keep my eyes peeled for those words, "air-conditioned". That means I'm on to something old!

Cheers until next time!


Thursday, July 28, 2005

All in the Fambly

Well, we had a great fambly visit a couple of weeks back (the occasion was Deb and I having our wedding vows blessed in church), and then Big Daddy Blue sent me on a business trip to Vandenberg AFB, near Lompoc, CA. Haven't really had a chance to get everything together, but let me throw a few pictures your way...lawds yes, we have hundreds of digital images of the historic gathering (my brother Scott finally crossed the Mississippi river) so we'll start with a select few...

Here are Aubrey, Emily and Deeter (Derek). They represent part of the last wave of kids for the Adams boys. The only one not shown is Jamie, we'll show her coming up here.

Here's one of two of the cousins, Jamie and Emily, and you can see they are tortur... no, wait, they are dressing kitten.

Proof my Dad can still rollerskate, and he's still pretty darn good at it, after all, he learned to do it some years back. The ancient roller rink on the north side of Angelo was a step back in time, as were the ancient rental skates you can see Dad wearing!

This guy has a huge sunbody hat and an electric personality. Hey, someone check his I.D.!

What's a family gathering without punishing members behind a boat? The Adams clan starts to punish them young, too... Here are cousins Kory (growed up one) and Derek (Deeter).

One of our most reliable visitors is sister Maureen. Her and daughter/Cousin Jennifer are intrepid travelers, and usually come to see Deb and I at least once while we are living somewere. Of course, this pair of globetrotters didn't disappoint! That shrimpy one is my daughter, Embou a froo-froo.

My twin brother Scott, along with his trusting family, finally made the trip out. Of course, it was fraught with peril, but they made it. Here you see Scott holding Maddie, Scott always had a soft spot for the little, furry critters, and I do too!

Then there is the coup de grace, the mother-of-all-photos (pun intended), an image of my loving and wonderful Mother. It is hard to capture this subject, you have to sort of sneak up on her. I managed it, though...

Love you, Mom! We know what's goin' down when Mom's in town!

So, there you have it. I may throw a few more pics out there as I wade through them all. I have more pics than NASA has of Space Shuttle heat tiles. Seriously.

Anyway, hasta la vista!

Mark out.

Sunday, July 10, 2005

Twin Buttes Posted by Picasa

Rope the Giant Boot...Mercer Boot company, a San Angelo landmark. Photographed in the dead of night... Posted by Picasa

Don't look up when under the swallow's nest! Posted by Picasa

Saturday, July 09, 2005

Downtown at midnight Posted by Picasa

Monday, July 04, 2005

Independence Day

Darn, doesn't it always rain on the Fourth of July? It sure did here, after at least three weeks of very dry weather. Still, no one around here will complain if the fireworks get rained-out, no sir. We need the water.

See the storm clouds rolling in from the West

I always try to photograph the weather, mostly with bad results. I managed this lightning shot with a slow shutter speed and a little bit of luck...


Every year Goodfellow Air Force Base sponsors a fireworks display at the recreation camp on Lake Nasworthy. This event is hugely popular, and attracts thousands of spectators. Any open public real-estate on the small, 1200 acre impoundment will be lined with spectators. We live on the road that rings the lake, Country Club road, and it is the alternate escape route when the show is over. I don't think they even had the fireworks this year for the bad weather, but all the people were there. When most had realized the show was not to go on, the exodus began. I probably heard a steady stream of cars for at least an hour and a half while the crowds thinned out.

Slow shutter speed catches the stream of automobiles passing my house on Country Club Rd

Another year gone by, another Fourth. Happy Fourth to all!


Click this link to see the British Royal Dragoons Tank Regiment marines do a hilarious spoof of another spoof done by Peter Kay (British Comic, google him to learn more) of Tony Christie's 1970s hit (written by Yank Neil Sedaka, by the way).

Sure, Iraq sucks, but these guys at least have a sense of humor!

Is this the Way to Armadillo?