More various errands

Another marriage service today, this time a legal one in the Ellsworth, Maine river Gazebo. Said gazebo was a picnic spot for a local group of sheltered home folks, so we got really authentic and charming idiots as audience and witnesses. Service performed by Mike Povitch, the local DA. Nice enough guy and we got to wear our fancy duds again, though, in a fit of helpfulness and simplicity, I had agreed to wear whatever Mrs. Redhead picked out. Ended up in a white shirt with no pockets and, (I realized when we were at a turnout later at Acadia National Park), embroidered.

Dang. There ain't any tough guys, even Mexican, who wear embroidered shirts. I changed before we got to Cadillac Mountain. Looked like a gay waiter in a fancy spritzer water bar.

Acadia nice enough though I don't understand some of the easy stuff. They cut grass at the National Park but they won't cut trees that are degrading the overlook views? Hardly a turnout along the park roads that you can see from due to treetops. Saw the infamous Thunder Hole. Woods in terrible shape. Tinderfied.

Great weather. Heading home tomorrow. Teaching Wednesday. Be glad to see my own guns again. Did zap a squirrel for Mark today under his feeder on the back ledge.

Everybody was Kung-fu fighting

Unbearable situation. Hunter to the rescue. Like everywhere, they need concealed carry.

An Errand up North

The redhead and I are in Maine on an errand over a long weekend. Got to walk on the rocky beach today where not one pebble of my rock cairns remains. Still plenty of gulls.

Flew into Boston and drove to Olgunquit and stayed at the Norseman motel where the novel 'The Stand" begins. Our favorite beach.

No guns. I bought a NY Times to see if they mentioned the ACORN scandal. They didn't, just like their reputation. Incredible.

Casual dress by America all the way up. Nice to see the country though I didn't see Camp Perry under cloud cover when we went over. I did wave at Breda.

Tide in, tide out. I'm telling you, Texans wouldn't stand for this for a second!

Update: Errand done in fine style, the redhead is now Mrs Redhead. Sailed across the bay to a gorgeous spot where preparations had been made, Katie put on a hot wedding dress down in the cabin, Mark Baldwin stood up with us and read us our rights and then we champagned and lunched until it was time to sail back to Blue Hill Marina. Marriage? So far, so good....

Scooped! By a ministers daughter and a geek with a video camera.

Heck, we had nearly the same thing at the HS Precision booth at the NRA convention, only his batteries were dead or something.

This is looking like the future to me. Wire around the main stream media and just....do it.

There certainly is a lot of low-hanging fruit from corrupt pols, lazy policemen, stupid criminals, inept bureaucrats......and the most pitiful federal administration evah.

Daily Dead Deercam

Nothing in town except an abandoned corn pile. I suspect it goes rancid in the rain after a week and nothing eats it except mice and distempered coons. I get a couple of crows now and then on cam.

I've finished the photo project on the land and turned in all my prints.

Checked a lake cam today and a new battery wouldn't bring it back to life. Might be a dead Moultrie. Can't get across the flooded creek until I get back from a little trip with the redhead.

The lake has construction from the outer Loop 49 gearing up on one side. A pipeline company was working on the pipeline that runs right through my prime hunting area. I think they will be gone in a week or two and deer have short memories. We'll see. Need to get the cameras up and running. I'd like to see the town fawns again a time or two. Maybe I can find an arrowhead along the dug-up pipeline.

Where the heck is Mr Completely?

Blog got swallowed up by a black hole. Hope everything returns and everything is OK. They are just back from the Bloggers Rendevous at Tahoe.

Update: He's back. Ramp down from condition amber.

Filching blogs from Tam

I linked these guys like, RFN.

You Lie!

Brits doing the work the American Press won't do.

Sounds like a very successful day for American Patriots. And there was evidently a cultural difference: The marchers paid their own way to Washington and when the marchers left there was hardly any trash.

Finishing prints

Yesterday I got the last color inkjets and made three terrific prints in my darkroom. That's the end. This morning I went in to flatten and spot. Using Spot Pens, (warmtone), and painting those images heavily. I knock the white dots shut and smooth up the photos. You would never notice it unless you compared it with an unspotted print but then it was a dramatic difference. Color ones got it too. It's like dodging and burning: makes a huge difference but if they notice it, you overstepped.

Put the negs in an archival box from Light Impressions and labled them. Probably never be printed or looked at again. Too bad. It was a tour de force of photographing nothing but sticks and leaves. Maybe a grad student working on their dissertation will find me after I am gone.

The lab is set up, chemicals stocked, plenty of paper, I'm at the top of my game. Need another project.

More Wasp News.

They remember. And they are monarchists and communists.

The Panola Club Championship is next month. One commenter in the previous post said the wasps may be warming up for THEIR club Championship.

Rick Rescorla: KIA NYC, 9/11.

Rick Rescorla at LZ X-Ray in 1965.

More like this man, please.

It's 9/11

And our government is more stupidly bloated and corrupt than it was when islamist terrorists knocked down the towers.