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Wild Life In My Neighborhood
Keith02/22/2008, My Backyard
I'm sitting in my kitchen listening to the classical music channel on my short wave radio receiver, amplified by the powered speakers I usually attach to this computer. It isn't a short wave channel, it's the local one. These types of radios get incredibly precise and clear reception of FM and I prefer it to the fancy house system. It is still dark out at 6:21 am. As soon as it begins to get light outside I'll make coffee, throw the dogs in the truck and drive them to their walk by the wash. It's about a 7 minute drive that we do pretty much every day, except those days we hike up at Lemmon or are traveling. I've been reading a number of blogs of late from folks who were just about ready to head off cruising but something went wrong or they chickened-out or couldn't sell their house or a million other reasons. I hope that doesn't happen to me. I'm planning to be on the water by mid-May and sail south well into June or later, depending on the weather. More about all that later, I am beginning to see the first signs of light.
The Dogs After a Mountain Hike
Keith02/16/2008, Mt. Lemmon, Tucson, Arizona
This is a photo of Jake and Anne in the back of my truck up at Mt. Lemmon after a hike up the Molino Basin trail. I take this hike every week or two, often with my cousin Jodi and her dogs. Mt. Lemmon is a huge national recreation area on the north side of Tucson, Arizona where I was born and raised and where I currently reside. The name has nothing to do with the name of the blog, though it is a nice coincidence. Sometimes I take the Bounder up for weekend trips here, but not lately because I've been working too much. But not for too much longer. I know my last several blogs have little to do with sailing, but I'm blogging even so.
Remembering Sailing Days
02/09/2008, Sea of Cortez (the picture), Tucson (presently)
Still working my way towards my next adventure.
Keith with Backpacking Friends
Keith - early 21st Century01/28/2008, Poland
This is a random picture of me with random friends made on a backpacking trip through Europe a few years ago. Since then, I seem to have gotten old. I would like to do another such trip before too long, but I don't think hostels take dogs...
Sunset at Keith's house
Keith, mid-January, 200801/15/2008, Tucson, Arizona
This is the view from my backyard at sunset. The digital photo doesn't really capture it. Winter brings incredible sunsets to Tucson. Maybe that's where I learned it. I need to start advertising the rental of my home so I don't have to pay the mortgage while I'm gone, but I just can't bring myself to want to rent it. We'll see. Maybe just to low-impact winter visitors.
Back to Litigating
Keith, mid January, 200801/11/2008, Tucson
What more can I say except that I'll write again when I go back on the sailing adventure.
Another Cruiser Heading Out for the Season While I Head Home
Keith, late December, 20712/27/2007, Marina Seca
As I made arrangements for the tractor to pull Singmeaway back to the hard, this huge sailboat was on its way in. Once again I'm heading home just as the sailing community is heading off to adventure. The word going round was that any very large deep draft boats had to get into the water that day or wait until April due to seasonal low water conditions at the San Carlos Marina. The only alternative would be to to drop the mast, truck over to Marina Real (which evidently has a deeper ramp), raise the mast, and then launch. Much more expensive and difficult. I don't know if he made it in as I was on the road home by around noon. And here I am, unpacking and slowly getting back into the swing of things here in Tucson. Until next time.
Singmeaway Ready to Be Pulled Out
Keith, late December, 200712/27/2007, San Carlos, Marina
This is where the boat sat the entire time it was in the water except for the short sail I accomplished with Jake and Anne. Having it there gave me a measure of legitimacy at least in my mind. You could see it at the end of the ramp dock during the yacht club Christmas dinner (commencing with drinks at 1:00 p.m.).
The Bounder At Sunrise in San Carlos, Mexico
Keith, late December, 200712/27/2007
I was able to walk the dogs half-way across the harbor from this spot.
Morning in San Carlos
Keith, late December, 20712/27/2007
I think I am a sun worshiper. Like the ancient people or something like that. Watching it come up and go down are my favorite times of day. When traveling generally and cruising on a sailboat specifically, there are often great sun watching experiences. When working, I sometimes miss the sunrise and often miss the sunset because the work is dictating the schedule. Litigation doesn't give a damn about that aspect of nature. My camping spot was situated so that I caught the sunrise from one side over the marina and the sunset from the other side behind the tetas. The placement of the sun (you know it rises and sets more or less north or south depending on the time of year) was right on center of both from where I sat. When you got all that going on nature-wise, you know you are where you should be at my brothers and sisters.
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