Tuesday, July 28, 2009
Rappelling Down Waterfalls
Check.
If it's not on the life list, you might want to put it there, most folks think it's quite the rush. I guess we just think Rappelling the biggest waterfall in Shenandoah is another great way to cool off in a beautiful place... Well okay, It's kind of a rush for us too.
(click to zoom in and see person rappelling)
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
The Best Thing
I was asked at the beginning of the week what the best/coolest thing I did this summer was. Hands down, the best thing was being best man at my brother Jonathan's wedding. But there's a whole slew of other great things going on as well. Here's a quick slice.
Friday, July 03, 2009
Old Fashioned
"get old fashioned, put the brakes on these fast, fast wheels. Oh, lets get old fashioned back to the way things used to be." -Frightened Rabbit
Sorry it's been a few weeks since I've posted, I happened to dunk my camera in the water again and, well, it might take one or two more of the good tippers out there till you see another picture on this blog. Just good old fashioned words and imagination for now.
Imagine we're stopped.
Motionless on a trail weaving through the shade of an Oak forest. Light pierces the canopy illuminating the ferns into a patchwork carpet of neon and dark greens split by a ribbon of brown trail. Amid the green there is one spot which is pitch black. Twenty feet off and frozen just as we are, the black spot stares back at us. It is a small black bear cub and for what might be a five second eternity we all hold our breath and examine our abrupt situation... and each other. She's gorgeous, we watch, she bolts, faster than we thought possible, thru the ferns and gone. It was a bear sighting in the wilderness and as we take a deep breath and move on, we cant help but wonder. "Where's momma?"
Come get old fashioned, take a hike with us and enjoy the place the natives called the daughter of the stars, Shenandoah.
Sorry it's been a few weeks since I've posted, I happened to dunk my camera in the water again and, well, it might take one or two more of the good tippers out there till you see another picture on this blog. Just good old fashioned words and imagination for now.
Imagine we're stopped.
Motionless on a trail weaving through the shade of an Oak forest. Light pierces the canopy illuminating the ferns into a patchwork carpet of neon and dark greens split by a ribbon of brown trail. Amid the green there is one spot which is pitch black. Twenty feet off and frozen just as we are, the black spot stares back at us. It is a small black bear cub and for what might be a five second eternity we all hold our breath and examine our abrupt situation... and each other. She's gorgeous, we watch, she bolts, faster than we thought possible, thru the ferns and gone. It was a bear sighting in the wilderness and as we take a deep breath and move on, we cant help but wonder. "Where's momma?"
Come get old fashioned, take a hike with us and enjoy the place the natives called the daughter of the stars, Shenandoah.
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