Last night my family and I traveled to Edmond to a Celebration of Life. The family and the recently departed was a lover of Dixieland music. And they hired ina trio of players, banjo, trumpet and trombone. They played for almost two hours and were outstanding. I have always been a bit envious of folks who can play music so effortlessly. These three gentlement just loved this music and it showed in their playing. We all enjoyed as well. We later thought this would be a great addition to any wedding or any other large gathering, a BBQ picnic, perhaps. We had a great time due to the people in attendence and the great music. A big thanks to the family for allowing us to attend.
My family and I just returned from a three city trip. We visited Las Vegas, New York City, Providence-Boston Area. I count Providence-Boston as one because we found ourselves between these cities most of this part of our journey. I found something kind of different as in, how people on foot and on bikes are treated by motorized traffic.
First let me explain how it is here, in North West Oklahoma. Cars rule. Drivers feel entitled to the complete road. There is no room for anyone or anything else. Drivers have told me that bikes and pedestrians don’t belong on the road. That is what the sidewalk is for.
Las Vegas handled the foot traffic well. They provided large sidewalks and bridges spanning the strip. Also crosswalks were jammed with people. I understand that Las Vegas is predominantly a tourist town. People need to get between casinos/hotels for lots of reasons. And Vegas accommodates them. As bikes go, I didn’t even see a one. Can I assume that they are on the parallel streets? I hope so. I felt pretty safe walking in Las Vegas.
In New York City, the walker and biker rule. Automobiles are the slowest way to get around Manhattan. We found ourselves in a sea of people walking many times. There is a give and take with foot traffic and cars. As long as each follows the rules, everyone is happy. But if someone steps off the curb before it’s time, a car,bus or truck horn is heard. That being said, most NYC drivers are very courteous. It’s like the drivers understand that they are not going anywhere fast. But for them, they enjoy their own space in comfort. Listening to their own sitting down, listening to the radio, drinking coffee, and enjoying the air conditioning. Cyclist find themselves part of the traffic. They weave in and out of the taxis and busses. Sometimes to the scorn of the drivers. Cycling NYC is simply the fastest way to travel. But it is the most wild. If a cyclist is brave, he or she can make great time. That’s even following the rules of the road by stopping at red lights. My only experience on a bike in NYC, was when we rented them at Central Park. Now we didn’t leave the park, but we did follow the marked bike paths. There were walkers, runners, bikes and cars. It all flowed well. We never felt threatened. We felt we could go anywhere in the park that we wanted to, no limitations at all. Not getting out on the streets by bike, I can’t say how safe I felt; but I felt pretty safe walking in New York City.
We stayed with family in Massachusetts. They don’t live the the ‘city’. The roads are the typical narrow winding roads with no shoulders. When my wife and I walked the roads, cars gave us the full lane. It was outstanding! They would slow a bit and move to the other lane. We generally walked against traffic unless there were sidewalks, which were few. We walked mostly during the day, and not at night. We were afraid the drivers wouldn’t see us at night. There where no street lights at all. When we were in either Boston or Providence, I saw lots of bike lanes and folks using them. We even saw families who rented bikes to tour Boston. Boston and Providence are bike friendly. Also for us walkers in the two cities, it was just like New York. But on a much smaller scale. There were lots of sidewalks and mutual respect between drivers and walkers. While in Boston’s North End, we found ourselves walking down the middle of the streets. Most because we could. The very narrow streets, sometimes single lane, had very slow moving traffic. I felt pretty safe.
A few months ago, my father-in-law told me of a new adventure that he and his brother were cooking up for May. He gave me the line up of usual suspects, six guys, fun guys really. All ready willing and able to take on this task.
The adventure was simple. The men booked a trip to Lake Texoma for Striper Fishing with Sparky’s Guide Service. This was our mission and we chose to accept it. All we had to do was wait for the day to arrive. Boy, oh boy, was that hard to do. As the day got closer, more and more sleepless nights were had. The crew gathered Friday night out on the docks where one of the men injured himself on an old dirty rusty pipe. I rushed him for emergency medical care in Durant. The man that he is, he didn’t shed a tear over the ordeal.
We left the docks about 6’ish Saturday morning and headed out to a spot with our guide, Eddy. He stopped the boat over the spot. And sure, he had all the latest GPS/Fish Finder technology, but it seemed that he sensed where to the mother load was. He started to hand out the poles and bate the hooks. Asking if we knew how to handle the bate casting gear. He had six experienced seasoned fishermen – of course we did. By the time he baited the last one, we had a fish on! More than a couple of times, all six of us were reeling in a fish at the same time. The limit was ten fish each, 70 including the guide. But we estimate we drug in about 200. We released quite a few. So after two hours, yup, 8:30 we headed back to the docks to watch the masters filet the catch.
After a short break, we started fishing of the dock near where the guides clean the stripers, using parts of the discarded carcasses for bate. The rate that we were catching wasn’t as fast as earlier in the day. But it was just as fun. As the sun was setting, one of the team member hooked into a large one. With all us and all the other onlookers cheering him on, he pulled in an 18 pound buffalo. You can see pictures of this and more from the day.
Later that night we fried some to sample and they were perfect.
This is a simple test of my new vim plugin, vimpress. It allows me to edit my wordpress blog from my favorite text editor, vim.
I found the tarball and worked over the ~/.vim/plugins/blog.vim for my personal settings. The command set is simple enough.
- :BlogOpen id
It was simple to install and seems simple to operate. When I get this post complete I can’t wait to view my site. So here we go….