Another day in the life successfully completed. No complaints and no apologies. What passes as a good time for me may not seem that meaningful, but I know I’ll miss these days when they are gone. So, as we used to say back in the day, Keep On Truckin’! The irony that the name of the group that made that saying popular was Grateful Dead just hit me. Jerry Garcia died at age 53, so I’m grateful to be still alive!
The Friday hikers traveled to Castillejos and did a river walk to Balon Falls. We did this hike several months ago, so I was not disappointed to discover that what has been deemed “falls” is basically water running downhill. Still, it was a scenic and pleasant journey and we all agreed it is worth the trip a couple of times a year.
The Friday adventurersIt’s all upriver from hereLooks like a nice place to hangout. Who’s bringing the beer?Passing by a Preda Foundation home, we saw that it was laundry day, and the children were working hard in the river. I made a donation of two cookie bags and some lollipops. Maybe they should offer Preda Tours.Hmm, maybe not.That path ain’t gonna walk itselfThe first of three water crossingsTime for a climbThere’s a story in those steps…just no idea what it might be.And now to figure out how best to get to the other sideThat workedAnd soon enough, it was time cross againDoesn’t look like falls to meA rocky uphill path to traverseEventually, we reached this isolated Aeta (native) villageA tree I rather likedThis scene gave me a peaceful, easy feeling. Didn’t see any Eagles, though.Native children like cookies, tooThere are worse places to live.Starting one more long climbScattered dwellings along the wayThis photo doesn’t do them justice, but those bushes are covered in pretty yellow blossoms.A view from the topPassing through a small village on the way back downI’m not sure what religion this crucified glove representsIt felt longer than 5K but was a very pleasant hike.
When I got back home, Swan served me lunch.
A tasty ribeye with broccoli and brussel sprouts
I’m included in a Facebook Messenger group called “Usual Suspects.” It’s some of the neighborhood folks and other friends. Matt had just returned from a two-week tour of Vietnam, so a welcome home gathering was convened at Thumbstar bar. The fellas and their gals clustered around a large table (guys on one end, girls on the other, of course), and the beer and beverages flowed. We raised a glass in memory of John Kim, talked some politics, and filled the hours until it was time to depart for dinner. A consensus was reached to visit the nearby Hops and Brews, and off we went.
There was a lovely full moon last night. And yeah, the weekend traffic on the National Highway sucks. It’s definitely a game of Frogger trying to cross.We were nestled in our private Karaoke room. This photo was taken before the gals had their wine delivered. The patriarchy dictates that beer be served first!And a little bit later, as everyone satiated their thirst for alcoholic beverages.I had this small serving of pulled pork with a side of cole slaw.The Hops and Brews owner has this HUGE dog. He and Swan became good friends.
Yes, some loud karaoke broke out during our visit. I didn’t participate; perhaps I wasn’t drunk enough. When it was time to go, most of the group headed to Red Bar. I was out of calories, so we hitched a ride home with neighbor, Mike, for the usual early ending of my Friday night.
When I woke up early this morning, I saw thatthe moon had followed me home and was peeping through my bedroom window. Pervert!
For those of you following along, here is yesterday’s report card:
I just made it under budget.
Another day, and another typhoon is headed our way.
It is very late in the year for a large storm like this. It is a good thing the floating bars are not out.We had some rain this afternoon, but tomorrow is supposedly the big day. I do love the name “Pepito” for a typhoon.
And now for the memories:
Seven years ago, I was hiking in Pyeongtaek on a snowy day. Don’t see much of that these days.Six years ago, I opened one of my poetry books to the page bookmarked by this old rose. That’s a Richard Kavanaugh poem. In an interesting twist of fate, Swan enjoys reading poetry. It warms my heart to see her sitting on the couch with a book of poems in her lap. Yes, it took me long enough to find her, didn’t it?
Today’s YouTube video is more news about Pepito. Could be a wet Hash on Monday.
Let’s give ’em something to laugh about:
Nothing beats being tied upI’m not so sure about thatThat’s a shitty barber
Well, the rain stopped, at least for now. I’ll take that as a sign to escape from the house for a bit this evening. Not sure where we will go, but I’m thinking we’re overdue for a visit to Kon-Tiki. Never been there on a Saturday, so it might be interesting to see how different that vibe feels, if at all. We’ll see how it goes as I keep on truckin’ through the day…
Sometimes the light's all shinin' on me Other times I can barely see Lately it occurs to me What a long, strange trip it's been
And the “first time hearing” reaction video:
5 thoughts on “Live it while you got it”
We were nestled in our private Karaoke room. This photo was taken before the gals had their wine delivered. The patriarchy dictates that beer be served first!
In that pic, you look as though you really have lost weight. I bet your docs are happy about that. Kudos. And nice “falls” walk.
Where are the real waterfalls at, and are they worth a trip and a hike?
Come on please. The democrats have the strategy of bad faith, it is their rhetorical basis, there is absolutely no way to escape it because logic crumbles against it. We can play two-faced, the law allows it, we all know that it is two-faced but we cannot argue against the fact that it is, we can only fight against the ideas emitted through this means and we can only lose – adding to that the public is 7 billion light years away from the intellectual tools used
The demoncrats aren’t acting in bad faith. Their goal is the destruction of American values and freedom. I do not support those efforts. It is my fervent hope that Trump can change the course we are on before it is too late.
Kev, I’ve been on several hikes to so-called falls, but the only real waterfall I’ve seen is Mampueng Falls in Olongapo. I’m sure there are others, just haven’t found them yet.
“We were nestled in our private Karaoke room. This photo was taken before the gals had their wine delivered. The patriarchy dictates that beer be served first!”
Race mixers, they look like to me. I am sure that Kamala woman – and even Trump – would be proud of you all.
We were nestled in our private Karaoke room. This photo was taken before the gals had their wine delivered. The patriarchy dictates that beer be served first!
In that pic, you look as though you really have lost weight. I bet your docs are happy about that. Kudos. And nice “falls” walk.
Where are the real waterfalls at, and are they worth a trip and a hike?
Come on please. The democrats have the strategy of bad faith, it is their rhetorical basis, there is absolutely no way to escape it because logic crumbles against it. We can play two-faced, the law allows it, we all know that it is two-faced but we cannot argue against the fact that it is, we can only fight against the ideas emitted through this means and we can only lose – adding to that the public is 7 billion light years away from the intellectual tools used
The demoncrats aren’t acting in bad faith. Their goal is the destruction of American values and freedom. I do not support those efforts. It is my fervent hope that Trump can change the course we are on before it is too late.
Kev, I’ve been on several hikes to so-called falls, but the only real waterfall I’ve seen is Mampueng Falls in Olongapo. I’m sure there are others, just haven’t found them yet.
“We were nestled in our private Karaoke room. This photo was taken before the gals had their wine delivered. The patriarchy dictates that beer be served first!”
Race mixers, they look like to me. I am sure that Kamala woman – and even Trump – would be proud of you all.