I arrived late to a friend's tailgate party southeast of Bismarck last night due to some freelance video work in the afternoon. I knew it would be getting cold, so I stopped at home to exchange a motorcycle for a truck (besides, motorcycles don't have tailgates) and work my way out of town. When I got there I simply had to hike to a suitable vantage point for this sunset. I could see it beginning to develop before the sun even got to the horizon, so I waited with my 10mm wide angle lens.
I was hoping that the color would cast across all the wispy clouds at the top, but that wasn't the case. No matter; it was still a very dramatic show! I hung around until the colors began to wane, packed up my gear, and proceeded to find a warm place to restore the feeling in my fingers. It was a fantastic treat so witness such a nice sunset, something that's been missing in my life lately. I'm not the only one who saw this, as I've seen some other pictures pop up on Facebook and elsewhere. I'm glad we all got to share it!
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Scooter the birdy, of course! The most handsome little fella to ever graduate from The Birdhouse in north Bismarck. He rode home with me one chilly afternoon in a little birdy transport box tucked into my coat, and has enjoyed cuddling ever since.
I'm not the only rabid motorcyclist in our family. Scooter has been a fan since he was old enough to fly over to a motorcycle toy and perch on the seat.
Of course, any proud parent loves to show off bath pictures. For such a little guy, Scooter can sure make a splashy mess! Here it's possible to see that he has quite an array of colors on his feathers; while he looks green and red in most photos, here you can see the iridescent blue of his back and the patterns in his tail feathers. Wheeeee!
As usual, he will get his favorite birthday treat: a nice, warm Arby's bun! He loves to pick the sesame seeds off the top of it with the hook of his beak. It's hard to believe that this is the twelfth time we have gone through this joyous routine. He's my fluffy little pal!
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This is a picturesque section of the Badlands National Park near the entrance in Cactus Flats, South Dakota. Right after this a wind storm blew in that literally ripped campers and motorcycle trailers apart on the interstate as we drove toward Pierre! I have pics of those, too.
Eight bucks is just too darn much for a movie ticket, but if you're going to spend eight bucks it had better be at the Grand Theaters. At least they built a facility that gives me the impression that they value my eight bucks. They make going to the movies an experience.
I ran top camera as well as ringside camera for the Mixed Martial Arts thing that came to town. It was quite a ride. Two heavyweight fighters rammed into the chain link wall of the Octagon so hard that it bowed out far enough to bonk my video camera! Thankfully the viewfinder didn't give me a black eye...we'll save those for the guys inside the ring.
North Dakota continues to have the best skies. Of course, I give all the credit to the God who created them for His pleasure (Revelation 4:11).
A couple of Christmases ago I was able to ride my motorcycles and document the occasion. It was a little icy in places but that's no problem.
I built this little electonic "cricket" that chirped until it sensed light. I then deposited it at a friend's house, who proceeded to check all his smoke detectors and stuff like that before finally discovering it. I score myself pretty highly on this one, but the victim is actually the guy who gave me the idea when he built one a long time ago to use on our coworker. Things came full circle for him, and now I'm the one watching my back!
Of course I've got to have a picture from the handgun range. I don't spend nearly as much time here as I did when I was young and single, but I'm still quite handy with a pistol.
I did lots of photography for the event when Jason Britton (of "Superbikes" on the Speed Channel) came to town. He and his buddy Tony did lots of stunts during the July 4th Parade last year and I was along for the ride. This is after the parade, riding the Cycle Hutt float back to the shop with Jason. That's Amos (of the 5-Oh variety) in the foreground.
I'm all for a funny license plate; I've had a few myself! Guess what? We're all CO2 emitters. Climate change is a hoax. And some people are able to have a sense of humor about it. Good on 'em.
The Red Dragon. No, I'm not referring to the Thomas Harris novel. This particular dragonfly stood so still at the Game & Fish Headquarters OWLS lake that I was able to take pics with my camera and my phone.
That almost exhausts my noteworthy cellphone photos. Almost As luck would have it, interesting and quirky things present themselves to me on a daily basis (especially the mirror) and I try to capture them the best I can. More to come...
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You can see a graphic of the bracket results by clicking here.
I guess the fans and readers of Hockey News didn't get the memos sent out by the politically correct busybodies at the NCAA and various UND campus organizations, eh? By the way, according to this Hockey News fan and reader poll, the Fighting Sioux jersey won by 58% to 42%. That's a greater margin than the last Presidential election. If Barack Hussein Obama can claim a mandate with 54%, then so can the Fighting Sioux with 58%!
It's been a long time since I last posted on the subject, so I thought maybe I would go ahead and show some photos of other "hostile and abusive" logos in central North Dakota:
Perhaps you've seen one of these lately, hopefully not after a fender-bender from yesterday's slippery roads. But look closer:
Uh oh. "Hostile and abusive" according to the NCAA! Good thing they can't threaten our law enforcement like they do our University!
Suppose you want to take a nice drive along the Missouri River on the Bismarck side. You get all loaded up in your Prius with your favorite Garrison Keillor CD and head for the highway, when...*gasp*...you guessed it:
"Hostile and Abusive" Highway. Is there no place for a politically correct self-righteous multiculturalist to flee the evil oppression? Apparently not. Of course, such a malady is self-imposed.
Thankfully there are a lot of hockey fans out there who see through the faux anguish of the politically correct few who wring their hands over the bold Fighting Sioux logo. I am confident that, when put to a vote, this logo will win acceptance with both tribes and we can keep it.
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I'm easing into a project of scanning some old family photos that have recently arrived from a relative who now lives far away. This one of my grandparents particularly caught my eye so far, even though I have many to look through. I don't know when it was taken, although I know it was taken prior to 1955. It's a particular treat to me because I've seen relatively few photos of my dad as a kid and can't recall ever seeing a photo of his father, who died when my dad was a boy.
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