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Loch Ard, Stirlingshire, Scotland. From this very spot with a fly rod and wearing plenty of insect repellent.
Wisdom of Buckeroo Banzai.Wise words @nojazzhere, reminds me of ...Where ever you go, there you are.![]()
Love the Blue Ridge Mountains—especially in the fall when the leaves are turning.My home. I’m in the Blue Ridge mountains on a mountain top at about 2200 feet. Spectacular.
Small one. A long way from Mexico.Massive migrations of Hammerheads.
Supposedly they travel great distances. Beautiful creatures
Either in or near water or down hill skiing on a sunny day.
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We've seen some beautiful sunsets around Port Orford.
We have stayed at the motel on the cliff overlooking the fishing pier several times.
I get a kick out of watching them lift the boats in and out of the water.
I can relate, it's a bit different from those whose happy place is about taking a trip to a vacation or local favorite destination.On the bed, under the comforter, in our bedroom with windows facing north and west. This is where I go when my chronic neuropathy meets arthritis radiating from my bones in waves of intensity and ill will. Laying flat on my back, my consciousness takes over and localizes the pain centers and takes control. I can focus on each localized pain center and stare it into submission. The mind enters each pain area and neutralizes the naked pain, much like how I can ignore an itch anywhere on the surface of the body. After an hour or two, I can stand better and entertain thoughts of heading upstairs to my studio to play blues on my specially enhanced guitars and amps. This is where I am at the moment of writing this, where the blues is calling me to my guitars, much like a gigantic magnet pulling me closer and closer.
And with that, see ya later!
Hmmm…fish and chips!Then I assume you know about The Crazy Norwegian....