Tuesday, May 12, 2009
Tuesday, September 09, 2008
CAMPING TRIP 2008
Another annual camping trip has come and gone. New to this years list of fun was a chain saw mill, a fire pit with grill, and half a pizza oven. but these things are not important. neither is the amount of wood milled, bullets shot, or beers drank. What is important is this- Our summer camp is cooler than your summer camp:

we built this on the first Sunday for a swimming hole, which ended up being a good fishing spot as well as a great bath tub.

For the most part Gilly cooked all of our meals, which usually consisted of chorizo, tortillas, and whatever else he decided to mix with the two.

Male bonding takes on a whole new meaning for some of these guys...

As part of the greatest drinking known to man, "The Property: The Game!" led us into a whole slew of drunken activities, one of which was carrying a large rock to the top of the Crow's Nest and holding it over your head while yelling like a battle troll. Just the usual drinkin' game stuff.

Classy fellows we are.




Enough of that, on to BEERMITTON!!!!!!




I decided to take a few night shots of the camp one evening, below is the Drunken Woodpecker Corral Bar, Red Devil lighting the propane lamp, the upper field, the Tree House grove, and the last shot I took before my battery died,on the last night of the trip:





we built this on the first Sunday for a swimming hole, which ended up being a good fishing spot as well as a great bath tub.

For the most part Gilly cooked all of our meals, which usually consisted of chorizo, tortillas, and whatever else he decided to mix with the two.

Male bonding takes on a whole new meaning for some of these guys...

As part of the greatest drinking known to man, "The Property: The Game!" led us into a whole slew of drunken activities, one of which was carrying a large rock to the top of the Crow's Nest and holding it over your head while yelling like a battle troll. Just the usual drinkin' game stuff.

Classy fellows we are.




Enough of that, on to BEERMITTON!!!!!!




I decided to take a few night shots of the camp one evening, below is the Drunken Woodpecker Corral Bar, Red Devil lighting the propane lamp, the upper field, the Tree House grove, and the last shot I took before my battery died,on the last night of the trip:




Monday, April 28, 2008
Thursday, February 21, 2008
THE PROPERTY!

"buckin' trees and draggin logs" was the theme of the weekend. these logs came down a couple years ago in a storm, so we cleaned them up during the break in the rain saturday.

Since we were clearing out all the dead trees around the camp we had a lot of branches, small trees, brush, etc. to burn that night.

Gilly decided to read the paper by firelight...it worked well at first.
Q-Town

So JohnBoy, Ogre, Big H and I went up to good ol' plumas county the other week, and it was snowing the whole time. All the way up the canyon it was coming down heavy. Good times. This is a shot of spanish creek, about half a mile from my old house, on the bridge to snake lake, the dump, the shooting range, and a load of other great places I spent as much of my time as possible at.

Bucks Summit, end of the line for snow plows. Notice the complete lack of snow gear...we didn't bring any. Why? I don't know. I actually brought my Snow boots to S.F, but when I found out no one else had any, I left them behind. Stupid.

So after a short stay in Quincy we went to Greagle and then back hove via Highway 49. Three and a half very fun hours later we made it to Nevada City. This is what the road looked like for the entire three and a half hours.

We saw this big fellow crossing the road and did what anyone in our situation would do, stop in the middle of the road and jump out to shoot some pics. It was snowing pretty hard and getting dark, so this is the best shot I could get.

Yuba river bridge, at about 8 PM. We've been here many times, but this was the first time at night, and the weather ws nice for a change, so we got out and stretched our legs.
Monday, November 12, 2007
Fight Night at the HP Pavillion




It's not really my thing, but my friend asked me to go and I got a free ticket, so there I was, at the "Shark Tank" for a night of boxing, and they said that my camera was too professional looking and had me check it. So, before the last fight I was able to get a media pass and suddenly I went from a 75 Cent ticket (no joke) to RINGSIDE! Of course, that meant I was shooting at point blank with a 80-200 lens. These are the results.



























