Glacier Fish Co., a major player in Alaska's pollock fishery, has landed a new home in Seattle.
Glacier's $5.1 million purchase of this new Class A office building near Fishermen's Terminal was a bargain, says this Seattle Daily Journal of Commerce story reposted on a commercial real estate firm's website.
Glacier will occupy one of the building's three floors.
The International Pacific Halibut Commission leases one of the other floors.
Glacier operates three factory trawlers targeting pollock and other groundfish in the Bering Sea.
This time of year, salmon really begins to dominate the Alaska commercial fisheries waterfront.
But that doesn't mean we don't have other action going on.
Case in point: The Norton Sound red king crab summer fishery opens at noon tomorrow.
The quota is 465,450 pounds, with 430,540 pounds allocated to the open access fishery and 34,910 pounds reserved for the Community Development Quota fishery.
Last year's harvest totaled 400,840 pounds. The average price was $5.23 per pound, the highest ever, producing a record fishery value of just over $2 million, the Department of Fish and Game says.
We could see a new record this season as the major buyer, Norton Sound Seafood Products, has announced price increases. Find more details here.
Definition of CRISIS: aconditionofinstabilityordanger,asinsocial,economic,political,orinternationalaffairs,leadingtoadecisivechange.
The news media is always putting something before us that is shaped to frighten us or show disasters and upheavals in our country and around the world that peak our interest enough to watch or read what they are reporting. Most of the time it is just hype. However, since the turn of the century, it looks as if the world is spiraling out of control. And, more importantly, the United States is in a moment of flux that could determine the very survival of our Constitution and freedoms. I am not speaking solely of Barak Hussein Obama. The situation in this country is far more complex than he, even though Obama could be a catalyst for things to come. When reading the definition of crisis, I could see that every item mentioned has a place in dissecting the woes in our country right now.
First, there are ingredients being mixed together right now that can probably create a cake of instability in this country; even danger to us all. In the 1970's, we had a President who was intent on creating an Imperial Presidency. His name was Richard Nixon. Thanks to a press that was objective and not openly on any political ideology's side, he was brought down and forced to resign. But what this did was open a newfound disrespect for the office and for the Federal Government at large. When Gerald Ford took over the White House, the first thing he did was to pardon Nixon. This action effectively doomed him from being elected as the next president. It further solidified the view among the press and the majority of Americans that the Federal government couldn't be trusted. It also fueled an even greater animosity between the two predominant parties that has only grown worse over the years. Since 2000, America has been attacked by both foreign and domestic terrorists. America has invaded two countries that did not attack us first. The arab spring uprisings have seen the fall of dictators and despots, only to have the vacuum suck up into power those who are probably more evil than the ones who were replaced. Iran is allegedly developing nuclear weapons. China is flexing her naval power muscles and is emerging as a dominant economic force in the world. Mexico is falling into a state of anarchy, as the drug cartels work out their bloodthirst and greed with impunity. The world economic status is crumbling, with entire countries going bankrupt due to the entitlements they have lavishly poured on their citizens so those in power could remain there. Now, Greece and Spain have been presented with the bill of sumptuous spending and must crawl to the richest of Europe seeking help. Britain and Germany and France are taxing their people to death, with no end in sight. Then, there is America. Stockton, California, with a population of nearly 300,000, is declaring bankrupty. Governor Jerry Brown of California, a Democrat, sees the only solution to his State's financial woes is to raise taxes. Right now, California is in the top bracket for enslaving its citizens under burdensome and draconian taxes. All this will do is drive hundreds of thousand out of that State as they try to escape the hardship. Instead of cutting back on spending, they want more of what we the people have. Arizona is in a Defcon 1 condition concerning illegal aliens. I'm offended when they refer to them as immigrants. They are criminals who blatantly thumb their nose at our laws and soveriegnty. The Federal Government has refused to stem the tide, and has openly declared war on Arizona for trying to protect itself. The Supreme Court is under attack by the White House and the Democratic Party. Florida has been sued by the Department of Justice because they want to make sure that people who vote there are legitimate citizens. Fortunately, a federal judge appointed by Bill Clinton has ruled against the DOJ, and Florida is free to make sure that only those who are citizens of this country can vote in our elections. Obama and his democratic cronies have signed into law a health care system that will require all Americans to buy medical insurance and suffer a fine if they don't. The Supreme Court will announce today whether they believe it is Constitutional or not. Obama has openly stated that he can't get anything done because of Congress. He openly complains about the processes of our government, denouncing those who do not follow in step with him. Did he not know this is how our founding fathers set things up? Was he not aware that our government was forged to NOT be efficient, but to have enough checks and balances that no ONE branch could have complete power and control? The Attorney General refuses to give Congress papers that have been lawfully subpoena'd, and will now be the first AG to be held in contempt in the history of this country. Republicans look like Democrats and Democrats look like Republicans. Everyone in Washington D.C. believes they have been sent there to rule us instead of represent us. Fully armed soldiers walk the streets of Everytown, USA performing drills, instead of doing this on their own military bases. Why is that? Soldiers have no business patrolling our streets. That is the job of the local police. In my humble estimation, our country is racing pell mell to a condition that will rob us of the freedoms and liberties we hold most dear. The rest of the world is turning to radical Islam or is going broke or is rising to power with iron clad communist ideals as their foundation. Once they all reach the apex of their power, and those who are our allies succumb to the idiocy of entitlements and go bankrupt; America will be surrounded by enemies who want what we have. America will be inundated with illegals who have no desire to become Americans but only to rape America of what she has. Right now, you can drive in certain areas of Houston and see signs only in Spanish, with Mexican national flags waving proudly on each side of the street. These people do not want to be assimilated into our society and culture. They do not want to be Americans. They only want what America has. We are the only country that allows, and even invites, people to stream across our borders and get the free stuff. They are treated better than our own citizens. When you put all this together, we are indeed in a crisis. A crisis on every level and by every definition. And, I believe it is a crisis that will only grow worse. Regardless of who is in power and regardless of who takes residence in the White House. The fat lady ain't warmin' up....she's near the end of her song.
U.S. Sen. Mark Begich, D-Alaska, says he'll travel to Bethel next week to huddle with people facing an emerging Chinook salmon crisis on the Kuskokwim and Yukon rivers.
In this press release, the senator also notes he's written letters to the Obama administration and congressional budget chairmen seeking more federal dollars for salmon research and management.
So so so so so..I leave so so soon! I will be blogging from France and other places here and there I hope! First is a sign by Union Square I forgot I had a pic of..Then the line waiting to get in to see the last Tell Your Friends comedy show at Lolita Bar..We played it and there were great comedians there like Kristen Schaal and Lewis Black who was very nice..I think the show will possibly be once a month now in brooklyn and will have awesome comedy once a month. Onwards and upwards..There's a pic of us playing it under the lovely one of the condom I saw in the grass while sunning at Tompkins. Yay! Public grass sex!
Then some flea market scores I picked up on Ave A and 11th st..JEALOUS?
Plus, I met an awesome person who asked what I would write about them if I mentioned them in this blog so I will write YOU ARE FUNNY AND NEAT-O AND SHINY TOO AND SORRY I WAS SO DRUNK.
The U.S. Commerce Department today reappointed Alaskans Dan Hull and Ed Dersham to new three-year terms on the North Pacific Fishery Management Council, and appointed newcomer Craig Cross to a Washington state seat.
The Cross appointment is remarkable, as he wasn't the Washington governor's first choice for the seat.
As reported previously here on Deckboss, a large industry contingent lobbied strongly for Cross over fellow nominee Lori Swanson, who was Washington Gov. Christine Gregoire's top pick.
Just got back from Dallas, TX where I was interviewed LIVE by Scott Wilder on 1190AM. The interview was about a book I'm featuring that's titled 'The Keeper's Dare'. It's a fictional account, based on the actual events surrounding an unresolved murder of a lawman in 1939 Southeast Texas. What makes this story so special for me is the accused murderer was my very own uncle, the brother to my Mother. After the live interview in Dallas, we streamed another LIVE interview to Austin, Texas on 1370AM and 96.3FM. Austin is where I will be focusing the main thrust of the campaign for The Keeper's Dare. Later that afternoon, Scott Wilder and I recorded four additional interview segments to be broadcast on the Austin stations once a month. There will also be 57, 60 second on-air spots on these stations from July to October. 72 on-line ads will also appear on the stations' websites. These on-line ads will have a banner that can take a potential purchaser straight to where they can buy the book. The Keeper's Dare can be found on www.robertcoward.com, or on Amazon. It's an e-book, so downloading is very convenient.
I have also finished my action/mystery novel set in the Brazilian rainforest, but will keep it in the can until I know whether or not my Western is going to be picked up by a publisher. I won't know about that until the end of July / August.
My next work is a horror novel set in 1590 AD England. The first chapter is finished and I can't wait to get this one done and dusted. Stay tuned for more news on this new and exciting career of mine. Wish me luck, say a prayer for the endeavor, and please send good thoughts my way. Take care.
We had a great ride in Augusta last Saturday. We had a great group, the stormy weather held off, no one got (seriously) lost, and we had a great time. Our thanks to Connie Brown (sadly in absentia, and sorely missed) who laid out the route. This Saturday we return to Sidney for Jim Putnam's popular annual "Fourth-of-July" ride in June. In this Leap Year the Fourth falls on a Wednesday, so we'll be riding the weekend before. So why don't we call it the "End-of-the-Fiscal-Year-Ride," you ask? Don't ask. Just show up at the Bean School on Saturday. We'll see you then!
Saturday, June 30th, SIDNEY: "Independence along the Middle Road" - a tour through the middle of Sidney & the middle of a prime farming district, in the midst of Fourth of July preparations. START: 9:00 AM at the James H. Bean Elementary School on Middle Road in Sidney. Directions to the Bean School: From south: I-95 North exit #120. Turn right at end of exit ramp onto Lyons Rd. Follow Lyons Rd. to stop sign. Turn left onto Middle Rd. Bean School is approximately one mile on the right. From the north: I-95 South exit #120. Turn left at end of exit ramp onto Lyons Rd. Follow Lyons Rd. to stop sign. Turn left onto Middle Rd. Bean School is approximately one mile on the right.
DISTANCE: 16 or 30 Miles. TERRAIN: moderate with a few hills. HIGHLIGHTS: some fine back roads and Kennebec River views, and some Fourth of July paraphernalia, perhaps. LEADER: Jim Putnam.
"The Wound Is The Place Where The Light Enters You." ~Rumi
(Sarnath, India: 1994)
"What are they doing?" I whispered. Chuktong Rinpoche looked down at me, his eyes soft...kind. "They are meditating on the impermanence of life, child. All that you see in life is like a mirage of an oasis in the desert. It is but a dream. You think it is real, like a nomad, thirsty. You want to believe it is real. That the mirage is really a source of water, but it is not. All that you view with your eyes will pass away. It is the law of impermanence."
I stood and stared. Dumbfounded. My privileged, western, Judaeo-Christian upbringing, had never prepared me for the sight I was beholding. I was 18 yrs. old. As I looked up at the sky, full moon permeating the blackness, like a great lantern...I heard only silence.
What my eyes were beholding was a scene that changed my life forever. I was drinking in the vision of hundreds of Buddhist monks and nuns, each meditating on a corpse in front of them, dangling by a hook. The corpse's flesh, falling off in chunks, off of the skeletal frame. Nothing but silence, and the concentrated, unflinching gaze of the renunciates, on the decaying flesh. Unwavering. No emotion. Just observing. There was no fear in their eyes at the decaying body in front of them. No judgement. Just acceptance.
"I want to be disciplined like them, Rinpoche. Maybe I should become a renunciate too," I ventured. Rinpoche just laughed at me. "Child, that is not your role in this life. You are to go home, to the west, and tell your tales. You will heal and inspire others. You will miss your home here, because really, India is your home. You are to help inspire the downtrodden in your country, and bring smiles to the ailing. You may come back to India, from time to time, but will not stay here," he said kindly.
"Rinpoche, if everything is impermanent, and will die or pass away, why love it?" I wondered aloud. "Because that is the privilege of being a human being," he answered. "You get the opportunity to love at a capacity that breaks your heart open. It is a gift, indeed. In addition, you get free-will, and the opportunity for choice," he continued. "A broken heart is a contrite spirit. If you utilize this gift of the broken heart, it can advance your internal progress greatly. You see it as an annoyance. Something that hurts so badly you want it to go away. If you can hold fast, in the fires of its purification, you will be molded like a blacksmith's sword in fire," he whispered.
(Thalheim, Germany: 1997)
"Mother, I don't understand how a broken heart can bring one closer to the Self," I inquired. "Pain becomes joy, when it is offered and understood," she said quietly. "Understand pain, so that you may alleviate it. Like a surgeon on yourself. Then, you may assist others with their pain." She walked away, silently, colorful sari glistening in the sun.
Mother Meera
(Amritapuri, Kerala, South India: 1997)
"Amma, how can I transform pain? How can I offer it?" I asked. "Crazy girl, she laughed, a broken heart is the most beautiful thing you can offer on the alter of the Self. It is a magnificent opportunity for you to make roses out of compost, but you must not avoid it. It is a guru. It will be a guide to the deepest, most inner recesses of your heart. A broken heart brings up the normal human emotions, at first: shock, anger, frustration, disappointment, etc. But, you must watch those emotions as the Observer. Do not let your mind cling to anyone of those emotions. They are like waves on the surface of a great ocean. Ocean dive deeper. To the black, silent depth of the sea. This will allow for the flow of tears to come up. These tears are the tears of purification. Embrace this process, and yet, do not become attached to the tears either. Just observe them, as they come up, then let them go. Do you understand, crazy girl? Compassion is then bound to ensue." She pinched my 2 cheeks between her fingers, patted me on the head, then walked down to the beach in silence.
Mata Amritanandamayi Devi ("Amma")
(Bend, OR.: 6/23/2012)
6am: As I woke up to a torrential downpour, I felt as if the Earth was crying too. That had become my routine, as of the past 6 wks.: cry until I fall asleep. Wake up tired from doing so. I looked at the grey, cloudy Oregon sky, and sighed deeply. My eyes hurt again from crying last night. I walked into the bathroom, and washed my face. The eyes that looked back at me in the mirror looked tired and puffy. I'm not physically tired. I'm emotionally tired. Crying, continuously, is exhausting. Just when you think you're done crying, it starts all over again. "Purification, purification, purification..." I muttered, under my breath, this morning, as I fixed my coffee.
As I sat down to meditate, I squirmed. Coulda, shoulda, woulda. What if circumstances were different? What if he was different? What if I was different? What if, what if, what if... My mind jumped back and forth: past, present, future (rinse, repeat). When will it end? "Put your 'monkey mind' to rest, Crazy Girl," I could hear Amma say. "The mind is like a monkey, jumping back and forth between the trees of the past and future. Put the monkey to rest." As I began to observe my breath...in...out...in...out...the thoughts of "what if," and the pain in my heart began to silence.
9:30am: The tugging at my running shoes, as I put them on, alerted me to two eager dogs. The drizzle outside was beginning to let up, but the chill in the air, told me, they wanted to run. As I drove out to my favorite trail, I began to sob again. I parked the car, and put my head down on the steering wheel. I could not stop the uncontrollable heaving of my lungs. They burned. They ached the deepest ache I've felt. I dreaded the run. I contemplated driving home, but the eager "woo woo woo'ing" of the dogs prevented me from doing so.
The start of the trail is uphill. Today, the hill seemed daunting. Unfriendly. It almost felt like a foe. As I trudged up it, my foot got caught on a rock. I fell face-flat on the ground, biting my inner cheek. I began to taste blood, and felt it trickle out of my nose too. I just sat there, in the mud, covered in tree needles, sobbing. Divorce? Why? Why? Why?
I picked myself up, and dusted the dirt and blood off my face. I began to run slowly again. Two curious dogs ahead of me on the trail, sniffing the fresh summer grass. As the tears flowed from my eyes, and the blood from my nose, I remembered the words of my teacher, Amma: "Pain is a guru." I began to repeat this with every step on the trail. The heaviness in my legs began to disappear.
Me, On My Trail-Run
As I rounded the corner, I could see the sun peering through the trees. A sense of assurance filled my heart. A deep tranquility. The smells of the earth, having just been touched by a summer rain, permeated my nostrils. I began to cry again. I cried for the next 5 miles. I tripped, I ran, I jogged, I ran some more.
As I looked at the "Deschutes River," down below me, I remembered the words of my friend Philip Robert, on the phone this morning: "As a kayaker, sometimes I need to go with the flow of the river. But, there are times that's a bad idea. Those times call for paddling like hell to save yourself. Going with the flow then, would not be a good thing."
I contemplated this wisdom. This is not the time for me to "go with the flow." Its a time for me to "paddle like hell to save myself." What am I saving myself from? The mental trap of seeing pain as anything but a guru, a teacher of wisdom, and a transformer of my life. The trap of victim mentality. Yes, it is time to "paddle like hell," I decided.
Rivers rage. Rivers flow gently. Rivers provide protection for animals, and a thriving eco-system. They never judge, however, who paddles them, swims in them, plays in them, or fishes in them. They simply "observe," like the monks in Sarnath, India. They don't resist the paddle of the kayaker, piercing their surface. They allow the process to occur, without resistance.
As I observed these thoughts, I began to see that there is an art to grieving. Its to be like a river. Let the tears flow, never judge the process, observe all those who choose to float in/out of your life, and accept the bends and curves that nature provides. There will be rapids, and rocks to flow over, but in the end, you will reach the sea, where you can "ocean dive" down to the depths of the Self. Unwavering in the knowing that the sea is all there is.
"The Cycle of Impermanence: The Tibetan Buddhist Art of Sand Mandala Making & Annihilation"
A new man takes over Friday as commanding officer of Coast Guard Sector Anchorage and as captain of the port for Western Alaska.
Capt. Paul Mehler III will relieve Capt. Jason Fosdick, who will report to a new post in Alameda, Calif.
Commanding Sector Anchorage is no small job.
The sector has the largest area of responsibility in the nation, covering Cook Inlet, Kodiak Island, the Aleutian chain, the Bering Sea and the Arctic Ocean.
Well It's been a while but what can I say..Crumbs were here and I lived a life of luxury and pretending to be rich and went shopping every single day and ate sushi every single day. Even went to the damn Bowery Hotel and sat in the garden watching the parade of celebrities walk by..Interesting as we were all both fascinated and appalled. But now I miss them and have a separation anxiety! I think I really have to live in the south of France part time or I will freak out. Maybe one of the many projects and cd's we will have out by the end of this year will turn out to be a hit and we will he rich and able to afford it. A dizzy dame can dream..
So here are some colorful pics from Dominique and Aline's show at MOCCA to promote a film they are working on Anything For Beauty..a mix of people from Sauve and NYC, rich and poor and my damn parents came! My crazy mom is the one with the red hair, blue dress and great rack.
Enjoy! Not much art but many women posing in front of art!
Boy, do things sound awful on the Kenai River in terms of Chinook salmon returns.
Here's a news release announcing severe sportfishing restrictions, with this ominous paragraph:
Through June 18, all indices used to assess abundance of early-run king salmon in the Kenai River indicate the 2012 run is the lowest on record. Given the unprecedented low number of early-run king salmon, the department has determined that additional mortality associated with catch-and-release fishing cannot be justified.
Below is an internal note Jane Lubchenco, administrator of the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration, sent to all agency employees the other day.
It says Eric Schwaab, the former head of the National Marine Fisheries Service, has "reassumed" that title.
Apparently, however, this is merely a Beltway technicality, and Sam Rauch continues to run NMFS.
I wanted to let you know that, as of last Friday, Eric Schwaab has reassumed the title of Assistant Administrator of NOAA for Fisheries. As a general rule, the Vacancies Reform Act limits a person to serving 210 days in an acting capacity for a Senate-confirmed Presidential appointee beginning on the date the vacancy occurs. However, Eric will continue to perform the functions and duties of the Assistant Secretary for Conservation and Management. Please continue to work with Eric on all issues within the Assistant Secretary for Conservation and Management portfolio.
This move also means that Sam Rauch will revert to his permanent title of Deputy Assistant Administrator and Alan Risenhoover will again be the Director of the Office of Sustainable Fisheries, but both will continue to fulfill delegated responsibilities for the Assistant Administrator as necessary.
I want to thank Eric, Sam, and Alan for their hard work and commitment during the time when acting in these official capacities, and I truly appreciate their dedication as they continue to perform these essential roles in support of NOAA's mission.
You probably haven't heard much about it, but Alaska's Community Development Quota program is coming up for a major performance review, the first in several years.
The CDQ program is a 20-year-old federal initiative that vests six nonprofit companies with exclusive shares of the Bering Sea commercial fisheries. The companies harvest the fish and crab for the benefit of disadvantaged Western Alaska villages.
Through most of the CDQ program's history, these six companies competed fiercely with one another for the lucrative quota during periodic government reviews.
To the relief of many, the competition ended when Congress in 2006 passed legislation that set each company's quota shares more or less permanently.
The law, however, mandated a state review of the program in — you guessed it — 2012, and every 10 years thereafter.
A special panel made up of the state commissioners of commerce, labor and fish and game later this year will evaluate each company's performance in generating village prosperity.
The review has teeth — an underperformer could lose as much as 10 percent of its quota.
Now, longtime followers of the CDQ program won't be surprised to learn that some of the CDQ players aren't content to simply go through the state review.
No, some see a bigger opportunity here and are going — again, you guessed it — directly to Congress seeking a bigger share.
This is the approach of Coastal Villages Region Fund, the Anchorage-based CDQ company representing 20 communities in the Kuskokwim River area.
In the latest edition of its newsletter, Coastal says its president, vice president and staff went to Washington, D.C., in early May to ask Congress to correct the "enormous inequities that exist in the current CDQ allocations."
Already the richest of the six CDQ companies, Coastal argues it actually deserves considerably more quota given its larger constituent population.
Coastal is "asking Congress to fix the inequities that occurred in the CDQ allocations prior to 2006 so that Coastal will get its fair share."
Well, Deckboss is sure Coastal has a good argument. But he imagines the other five CDQ groups also have good arguments — and maybe have taken their own trips to D.C.
Whooo-eee!
I can see an old-fashioned CDQ smackdown coming. Can't you?
It's not often we get a string of great riding days in a row, and that it should fall on the Trek Weekend is really quite special. We had a great ride from Kents Hill on Saturday, "Bloomsday," which seemed appropriate since our ride leaders, Ray & Jane Giglio, are soon to be off for a tour in the land of Joyce, where the weather can be even more fickle than it is here. The weather on Saturday's ride was a lot dryer by Irish standards, but it was still rather cool and even clouded up a bit before the sun came out to stay. Our thanks to Ray & Jane and best wishes on their trip. As for the rest of us, the weather continues to look just splendid, and this Saturday we will meet at the Hussey Elementary School in Augusta at 8 AM for a "Capitol Breakfast." This will be an arrowed ride, covering a beautiful route originally laid out by Connie Brown, who unfortunately can't make it this year. Our optional breakfast stop will be at Rebecca's Place, at about 24 miles into the ride. Those of you who rode the Trek and haven't had your fill of riding and eating, feel free to join us!
Saturday, June 23rd - AUGUSTA
"Capitol Breakfast Ride" - a tour through the stately residential areas and outlying farms of our capitol city.
HIGHLIGHTS: An optional breakfast stop at Rebecca's Place, some really fine touring roads east of the capitol, new and intriguing routes - and did we mention breakfast?
David Benton is currently a self-employed marine resource consultant. From 2004 to 2010, he served as Executive Director of the Marine Conservation Alliance. From 2001 to 2003 and again from 2006 to 2009, Mr. Benton served on the North Pacific Research Board. From 2000 to 2003, he served as the Chair of the North Pacific Fishery Management Council. Previously, he held a number of positions in the Alaskan government, including serving as the Deputy Commissioner of the Alaska Department of Fish and Game from 1994 to 2000. In 1999, Mr. Benton was appointed to be a United States Commissioner on the U.S.-Canada Pacific Salmon Commission. Mr. Benton volunteers as President of the Alaska Lighthouse Association and is involved in restoring Point Retreat Lighthouse on Admiralty Island. Mr. Benton received a B.A. with a double major in Coastal Resources Planning and Biology at the University of California, Santa Cruz.
Here's a press release from U.S. Sen. Mark Begich, D-Alaska, who recommended Benton to the White House.
We had a great ride from East Winthrop on June 2nd. The predicted rains, aside from a few sprinkles, held off and we were able to get the entire ride in without getting wet. Denise has organized a popular ride from Tom's Bike Boutique, so she had a fine turn-out despite the forecast. The delicious home-made molasses cookies after the ride didn't hurt either.
Heading Out of Monmouth
For most of the ride, we stuck together as a group, expecting the rains to fall. As luck would have it, we wound up with good company and dry pavement.
Regrouping at the Crossroads
Heading into the Hills and the Return on Rt. 135
The return route added some challenging hills, but we were beginning to think we were actually going to beat the rain. Feeling ambitious, Denise took us back around on the shore of Lake Maranacook a second time for good measure.
One of the Great Roads Between the Lakes
Our thanks to Denise for another great ride (and the cookies!).
Hope you can join us this Saturday, June 16, at Kents Hill for the next Kennebec Valley Bicycle Club ride!
Okay, so I fucking love Joan Rivers so I went to Barnes and Nobel with Aline Crumb and a few of her friends to see her speak and get a signed copy of her book for my mom. I made her write, "Dear Sheila, Get your face done it doesn't hurt!" So that was fun. Here are some pics and videos I took form pretty far back..but I was excited to meet her I turned retarded for a bit. BECAUSE I LOVE JOAN RIVERS.
This new blogger format is killing me and I cant figure it out so i haven't been posting but i have so much crap to upload I have to figure this out or I will go mad! If I can't vent on here to the three people reading..who CAN I vent to? My cat is tired of my rantings and just wants to be fed at this point.
Will the sockeye show? USCG photo
