Alrighty-got the present thing done last night.
Big Breakfast this Morning-Scrambled eggs-Joe's sausage from Shaheen's-best breakfast sausage in the universe-bacon, toast and pancakes.
So after that I'm fatter than normal, so I decided to go for a ride and take some pics. Went down Kildare Road, just outside of town.
Pitchfork Pond- Had some good times there boys and girls.
Nobody on the dock today? Hell it was 13 degrees.
|Kelsie Leigh, ready to go.|
If don't drive a Ford, you don't drive!
Heading towards the Kildare Gate-Matumbla in the back.
Same as above.
End of the ungated road.
Every tree has a story-man I'd like to listen to this guy.
Ansel Adam's I aint. Just get lucky now and again.
It's 13 degrees-this is what we call a hot spring in the Adirondacks.
Not sure why I like it- I just do.
What do you get when you cross a single digit IQ local with a rifle?
Easy -Target practice on a public road!
If there's a greater argument out there for mandatory sterilization I want to see it.
Still some logging going on despite the the treehuggers cries to stop and preserve "Our" environment.
Tree's are kind of cool, aren't they?
On my way down the road, I saw this discarded deer carcass, with about a dozen crows feeding on it-coming back I wanted to get a pic of the birds because they're big ass birds and it looked cool- Like an Alfred Hitchcock thing-, so I pull up on the way back, they all fly away-I waited for 25 minutes, they didn't come back, so I flipped 'em off. I'm sure 30 friggin' seconds after I left they were back. Got outsmarted by a bird (again)!
So that's my Christmas story- Hope you enjoyed it- and if you didn't, well, there's always some other dumbass on the internet to read!!