"Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts. Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime"-MARK TWAIN

Monday, May 22, 2017

East, by Northeast


After a few days of recuperation from the crawfish festival and the fishing trip, we are once again on the road.  Destination was to be the Northern Georgia mountains, as well as some of North Carolina.  Our fist stop of the trip was an overnight at Deer Lick campground near Tuscaloosa, AL.  We snagged a wonderful site with a deck overlooking the Black Warrior River.

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The next day we meandered along the backroads of Northern Georgia, avoiding as many large towns and cities as possible.  Even wandered upon what appeared to be an original “See Rock City” barn.

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Our destination was Hiawassee, Georgia; and an egg rally.

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Lots of eggs, including Casitas, Scamps, Bolers, Uhauls, Olivers, Parkliners, and probably a couple other brands I didn’t see.

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We did a little touring of the area which included a couple of waterfalls, a mountain top view, and Brasstown Bald, the highest point in Georgia.

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The mountain rhododendron was blooming everywhere.

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The rally ended yesterday and we made our way over and around the mountains to near Brevard, North Carolina.  Lots of rain all day.  We were able to get a FCFS site in a NFS campground just a couple of miles from town.

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The river near our campsite. 

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Going to spend a few days here, depending on the weather….jc

Thursday, May 11, 2017

A Busy Week


Once again we have a little something to blog about.  A busy seven days.  They started with a trip to Breaux Bridge, Louisiana for the Breaux Bridge Crawfish Festival.  Breaux Bridge is in the heart of Cajun country, and bills itself as the crawfish Capitol of the World.

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The festival is attended by thousands of people from around the world. We met one couple from Paris, France that said they were having the time of their lives.  Lots of music and dancing.

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There were actually three stages playing Cajun, Zydeco, and good ol’ American music.  This couple lives in Hawaii, but have traveled to the festival every year for decades.

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Of course you can’t have a crawfish festival without crawfish.

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Explaining the finer points of peeling a crawfish to friends.

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We had lots of fun at the festival, but this was the best part.  Spending time with friends that we hadn’t seen for a while.

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We arrived back home on Sunday afternoon, and Monday found me on the Trinity River near Liberty, Texas.  Our annual fishing trip.

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The fish were very excited to see us. They were actually doubling up on the hook.

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And the Blue Crabs loved our bait so much, they didn’t want to let go.

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A fish on every hook.

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But this is the best part of the trip.  Fresh fish, fried up on the river bank.  As someone once said. “It don’t get no better than this.”

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Home again for a few days.  Another adventure coming soon…..jc

Sunday, April 23, 2017

Searching for Inspiration



It’s been almost two months since I made a post to my blog.  Without a doubt, the longest period of time it has been dormant.  I could blame it on the lack of things to write about, but that wouldn’t be the truth.  There’s been lots of happenings, but the desire to write about them has been the problem.

We attended a molded fiberglass rally in Alabama the middle of March.  Met many old friends and made a few new ones.  No pictures of the rally, as there are plenty in posts from the month of March of previous years.

I did a little construction project at home.  Built another building near my shop to hold the boat, lawn mower, and other assorted things.  Great to have my SHOP back.

Wanda and I, along with my brother and his wife, made our annual fishing trip to Guntersville, Alabama the first week of April.  Someone apparently failed to mention our schedule to the fish, or the weatherman.  The high point of the week was a visit to the Unclaimed Baggage Store in Scottsboro, Alabama.  Housed in a building the size of a Walmart, it was amazing to see the things people leave behind.  Clothing, shoes,  high end tablets, phones, electronics and cameras,  golf clubs, skis, bicycles; etc.  All cleaned, sorted, and priced very reasonable in my opinion.

On our third day in Guntersville(Tuesday), we received another one of those phone calls.  Wanda’s mom was on her way back to the hospital.  We loaded the boat, packed our bags, and headed home.  By seven Wednesday morning, Wanda was at her mom’s side.  Things weren’t looking good.  Her mom passed away around 10AM on Friday, the 7th. of April, with all her family at her bedside. 

The past two weeks have included helping Wanda and her brother with family details, spending Easter with the kids in Natchez, and helping my brother build a garage for his daughter.

The egg is sitting underneath its shed, all ready for a road trip.  Hopefully, sometime in the near future, we will be on the road again.  It may be the inspiration I need to start blogging again.  Hope so..…jc

Monday, February 27, 2017

A little Mardi Gras


Throw me Something, Mister!

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Mardi Gras was something I never knew existed until my college years.  Raised in a rural area with a Baptist church at every crossroads, and no Catholics to speak of within a hundred miles, it wasn’t a part of our lives.  Terms like Fat Tuesday, Ash Wednesday, and Lent had no meaning, whatsoever.

The biggest Mardi Gras in the Country happens every year in New Orleans.  Even though Mobile held the first Mardi Gras back around 1700, and still does today, their celebration can’t compare with the ones in South Louisiana.

Nowadays, New Orleans has become a family destination for the viewing of many of their parades.  Most of these happen during the early afternoon or evening, and folks line up all along the route to enjoy the show.

It didn’t take long for other communities to get in on the action.  Parades bring people, and people bring money.  Most every town in south Louisiana now has a parade or two.  You will even find Mardi Gras parades in our corner of the World. 

Natchez, MS has celebrated Mardi Gras for a number of years.  We thought we would join our kids there, and attend the evening parade.  It was to be my “first” Mardi Gras parade.

Getting ready on the bluff above the river.

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White, black, young, old; everyone appeared to be in a happy mood.

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Oil is still a driving force in the area, hence the name.

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Sign of past parades.

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Waiting on the show.

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Here they come!

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The parade lasted about an hour.  It was fun watching all the people.  Most of what I caught was in self defense.  It’s difficult to see things coming toward your head while looking up into the night.

We had a pile that included hundreds of strings of beads, cups, footballs, moonpies, and assorted other things.  We gave most to the surrounding kids, and made an early exit to a nearby restaurant.  I enjoyed my first Mardi Gras parade, but the dinner was my favorite part….jc

Saturday, February 25, 2017

The Winter that Wasn’t!


This is another short post to see if I can still use Livewriter with blogger.  A number of bloggers have expressed frustration with the program the past few weeks.  As I had very little to post about, I tried one photo a few weeks ago.  All seemed well, but now, we’ll see.

Very little worth writing about has happened since our unscheduled return home from Arizona.  As for that, Wanda’s mom spent 15 days in the hospital, 10 days back at her residence, and another four days in the hospital.  Thankfully, she is on the mend, and back to being her “old self”.Smile

It’s supposed to be Winter, even in Mississippi.  As of today, we have had three mornings below freezing this entire season.  Average highs the past six weeks have been in the seventies.  Our first signs of Spring, which usually appear around the end of February, happened a month ago.  Most all our azeleas started blooming then, and are now past their prime.  Here’s a few shots from around our yard. See the Casita hiding in the background?

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The pine trees are loaded with blooms, and their pollen is already beginning to cover things.

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Sally is so excited that Winter is behind us, she’s running around the yard like a pup.

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We took a drive to Natchez yesterday and saw Wisteria, Dogwood, and many other plants in bloom that one wouldn’t expect to see till near the end of March.  One can debate the issues of global warming forever, but I think the facts speak for themselves.  SOMETHING is going on…..jc