Horsing Around
Just trying new stuff with the blog. Bigger pictures for one. And I may just do a restyle for the new year…
Started up, went down, still down.
Miata Top Transitions since 10/24/08: 1280
Miata Top Transitions since 10/24/08: 1280
Misc Photos
South Boundary Morning
It’s the weekend so we opted to sleep in. And sleep in we did, getting out of bed at nearly 8:00 AM. The only problem was, at almost that exact same moment a mile away, the 10k Whiskey Road Race was starting and the course travels right down our little street. Our plan had been to drive to downtown Aiken, get breakfast, drop off some dry cleaning and visit the St Mary’s School’s 25th annual Chocolate Festival, but by the time we were dressed and ready to go the first runners were trotting by our house. This meant that for the next 30-45 minutes hundreds of runners of all shapes and sizes and speeds would follow.
Plan B was implemented, we walked. It was a beautiful fall morning and it is only about 2-1/2 miles one way through very shady neighborhoods and along the low traffic dirt roads of the horse district to our destination. We ended up at the New Moon for muffins and drinks. We used to eat here more frequently, but the prices have gone way up. In spite of that it has gotten very popular, making finding an outdoor table impossible. Reminds me of that old old Yogi Berra quote: “Nobody goes there anymore. It’s too crowded.”
By the time we were finished with all our running around we had walked 6.8 miles.
Be Funky Beard
The night before last’s photo run through something called underpainting1 on BeFunky.com, an online photo editor with effects.
Some more (and hopefully the last) Red Sox Beard updates:
- Those dollar tickets for next Wednesday’s Dollar Beard Night game against the Orioles are “until supplies last” and there is no mention of how big the supply is.
- My RedSox Blue Beard photo made the official gallery: http://mlb.mlb.com/bos/social/virtual_beard_gallery.jsp?transactionId=318226764
Its Thursaturday!
It is a day off of work because of the holiday, so even though it is Thursday it feels like a Saturday. Tomorrow won’t feel like Sunday because it is back to work. We went for a walk in Hitchcock Woods this morning and this afternoon I listened to the FRS on the radio while Donna baked brownies to send over to a local National Guard Unit in Afghanistan.
Last night we missed out on the fireworks at Fort Gordon in Augusta because we were scared off by the weather (they had them anyway.) So tonight we got on the tandem and rode over to the east side of town to a small festival that was going to have fireworks. They didn’t have them for budgetary reasons. They will have fireworks at the end of tomorrow night’s Augusta Greenjackets game. Maybe we’ll go see them if the weather cooperates and if we feel like sitting through 2-1/2 hours of stupid corporate sponsored, fan participation stunts interrupted by a baseball game to get to them.
Merrell And ?
We went for a 4 mile walk in Hitchcock Woods this morning. Started at the Fulmer’s Stable entrance and headed uphill until we couldn’t go any further then looped back a different way down the hill. Because our start point, being near the stables, is a major horse riding meeting spot, we have to keep our heads down while walking around near there to avoid the recycled hay piles. As we walked I kept noticing a lot of small flowers along the trail. About a third of the way through our walk I decided to document all the different ones I saw.
Because I can only positively identify what the very last picture is of, the first person who can identify the kind of flower, plant our fungi in all of the first nine pictures will win a fabulous prize of my choosing. Just leave your answers in the comments.
Started up, went down, still down.
Miata Top Transitions since 10/24/08: 1230
Miata Top Transitions since 10/24/08: 1230
33,000 Stories To Tell
Just back from Lexington, VA and I have 33,000 stories to tell. Unfortunately you won’t get any of them tonight.
OK, maybe just one: We stayed in room number 309 at the Hampton Inn Col Alto.
Well, because I’m a nice guy, two: On the drive back, a few miles short of the North Carolina border on I-77, the Purple Whale passed the 33,000 mile mark.
Social Outcasts
In yesterday’s post I mentioned that you could run on the track both Friday and Saturday. I only showed you Friday’s results. That is because there were no Saturday results for me.
Back in 1991 the Miata wasn’t the center of our universe, that didn’t happen for a few more years. We were still into bicycling pretty big and the Miata was just a really sporty means to transport our bikes. So on Saturday morning, instead of driving around Roebling Road Raceway, Donna and I met up with the Coastal Bicycle Touring Club and rode 50 miles with a half dozen or so folks. We met at a Park N Ride lot off I-95 northwest of Savannah and rode to Bluffton to eat lunch at the famous Squat & Gobble, then riding back along the same route.
When the 1991 Miata National Event was through on Sunday morning the last thing we did was drive to a closed shopping center where a professional photographer got up on the roof and took a group portrait. I don’t think every car that was at the event made the trip to get photographed, but a vast majority did. I count 100 cars in the picture above. The first row consists of one car of each color the Miata was available in then (they had just added silver and British Racing Green in 1991.) We got to the photo spot fairly early, but they took one look at our car and told us we would have to wait until everyone else arrived before we would be lined up. They didn’t want us to spoil the Miata aesthetic.
Our crime was a bike rack on the back of the car with two bicycles sticking up. Click on the top photo and it will enlarge, where if you look at the last row where the round looking tree is, there is a gap because no one wanted to park right behind our blue car…