The Course in the Clear
Saturday, March 20, 2010
The Course in the Clear
Five days after Massabesic iced out (on March 15th); Dubes iced out this morning. Skier on deck!

The Course in the Clear
The Course in the Clear
Wednesday, March 10, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
January Morning
Sunday, December 13, 2009
Swedish Farm Jazz
I heard Inga Swearingen on "A Prairie Home Companion" yesterday and totally dug her vibe. Her latest "First Rain" is right into heavy rotation. Kinda like a Swedish Bebel Gilberto or even Juana Molina. Swedish farm jazz, for sure!

A White Christmas
A White Christmas
First Serious Chill
Wednesday, December 09, 2009
First Serious Snow
Saturday, November 28, 2009
Northern Goshawk
Friday, November 27, 2009
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Thursday, October 15, 2009
In-Between Season
It's now technically "in-between Season". I took the Nautique off the lift this morning. The air was upper 30s, the water was down to 46 degrees. Turned off PerfectPass and took the boat out and back, outside the boat gates; a make-believe, ceremonial, tournament repositioning move. Except I was the only one there. Sad.

Fun Machine
Fun Machine
Tuesday, October 06, 2009
October on the Pond
The dynamic range of weather one may encounter in New England, especially in October, is substantial. This week has been mostly cloudy, cool, and damp. It didn't stop Brooke, Jim and I from getting in a quick lunchtime set today against the backdrop of near peak color. This season's wasterski days may be numbered, but they aren't over! Watch us on the webcam.

Jim

Brooke

Heading North
Jim
Brooke
Heading North
Tuesday, September 29, 2009
Late September Skiing
Sunday, September 27, 2009
Fall is Here
I can't deny the calendar anymore, September 21 has come and gone. This, however, is fine with me. I love fall. And fall in New England is the best. Luck has it that I don't have any immediate travel plans. And this is great; for there is no place I'd rather be than home, during Fall, in New England. The pond is hovering just above 60 degrees; and I have no plans to pull the Nautique for another few weeks. Maybe catch us on the Dubes Webcam. Or not. But one thing is for sure, the colors are awesome!

Sunday, September 20, 2009
Summer's Last Stand
Our perpetually too-short waterski season in New England was truncated at the head by a rainy start and my own personal choices; I'm doing my best to make sure it isn't truncated at the tail. It was in the low 70s today, but the water temp was only 61. It takes two or three passes to literally warm-up, without resorting to a wetsuit. The `97 Nautique (not the 2010) is on the lift and with any luck we can get in another half dozen sets before this one is history.


Pond and Lake Moments
Pond and Lake Moments
Thursday, September 03, 2009
Peace in the Rhythm of My Pain
Halfway over the Atlantic, middle of the night, glow of the keyboard like a fire's hearth against my fingertips. There's not a single empty seat and I'd be freaking out if the guy in front of me pushed his seat back again. Is it rude to push back? Keller Williams and String Cheese are jamming happy major chords. I'm optimistic about FPL and Prague. I'll get some sleep in a bit then motor through the international transfers at CDG on autopilot. ... The plane CDG/PRG could not be nicer; an A320 with about a 33% load factor. I have three seats to myself; and so does everyone else. A UniBall pen just blew out its viscous ink in my lab notebook - was able to contain the situation before it got ugly. Trying to decide between the $40 taxi or the the $10 bus/train dance - will try the later if my luggage went missing on the short connect through CDG. Where is my Prague map of bus line 119 to end station Dejvicka, to train line A station Zelivskeho? In my luggage, of course! ... Luggage went missing, needed the cab ride to center myself. Arrive at hotel in Prague. No luggage. Go see the Castle with Vaughn, Steve, and Kati. Dinner with Nachiket. Luggage arrives around midnight. FPL Monday good, FPL Tuesday better. Stay for Peter's keynote on Wednesday then PRG/CDG. Typing again CDG/BOS. Not one, not two, but three screaming kids within four seats of me. Note to self: do not sit one row behind the bulkhead. Alcohol should help. … Prague was nice

Hmmm

Cheat Sheet

Mixed Modes
Hmmm
Cheat Sheet
Mixed Modes
Monday, August 17, 2009
Old Orchard Beach 2009
Tuesday, August 11, 2009
Hickory 2009
It was so cool to see the group that turned out at The Hickory last night. Driving east on 28, turning into the parking lot of this unfamiliar haunt, I was just a little uneasy. But I saw Karen getting out of her car, and instantly knew this can’t possibly be bad. In a few minutes I’m meeting old friends and making new ones. People I just met are buying me drinks. And a really kind cross-section of our life in the 70s showed up. Way cool. … So the plan is to do this again soon. Lots of little (or not so little) gatherings. Candy is thinking of a 33-1/3 reunion for the class of 1976 lot. Mike and Mary Lou got the group thinking about Memorial Day 2010 event at Davis Park. We had some trouble choosing between showing slides and movies on a big white sheet; or booking Phish for a stealth Bushkill festival. … Thanks so much to Jim Blatter for hooking us up; and to the Hickory staff. Let’s do it again soon.

Shep and Karen
Shep and Karen
Sunday, August 09, 2009
The Trees Grow
My first substantial departure from home was not, as I suspect it was for others, going off to college. Although Rochester and Woodstock are separated by seven hours of Thruway; college never felt, for me anyhow, "away from home". My fledgling event was breaking out of the Bearsville orbit, jettisoned really, and moving to San Francisco. I recall my first visits home and the first thing that felt askew was that the trees looked bigger. The trees near my home. The trees on the village green. It was if my departure had somehow furloughed the arborists of Ulster County. The basal area of my teenage habitat had become swollen with grand oaks and towering pines.
Almost 40 years since I first sat (here) at the bar at Manitou House; and the dominant organic landscape change is the forest. There is something to be learned here, but I'm not precisely sure what it is. Aphorisms like "Leave it alone and it will fix itself" come to mind. But the way things were are not by any decree, the way things are supposed to be.
All of which fuels my excitement about getting together tomorrow night with some who were among the local shrubbery of the 70s.

Andy on Tractor
Almost 40 years since I first sat (here) at the bar at Manitou House; and the dominant organic landscape change is the forest. There is something to be learned here, but I'm not precisely sure what it is. Aphorisms like "Leave it alone and it will fix itself" come to mind. But the way things were are not by any decree, the way things are supposed to be.
All of which fuels my excitement about getting together tomorrow night with some who were among the local shrubbery of the 70s.
Andy on Tractor
Wednesday, August 05, 2009
Mid-Course Crashing
I suppose I'm getting wiser with regard to "course management", but I'm still a frickin' klutz. And it seems to happen a lot with relatively benign 22-off passes, in July or August, and in odd calendar years! Take these facts: back in 2005 out of 3-ball, my forearm incident. back in 2007, same place, fractured patella. 2009, two hours ago, nowhere near as bad, but cut up my toe and banged up my shin after I turned early and ran over 4-ball and went out the front. Hope this heals quick so I can get back on the water Friday.

Blood on the Pylon

Brian and Dave Ski On!
Blood on the Pylon
Brian and Dave Ski On!
Saturday, July 25, 2009
On Somes Sound
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