03.01.18 – I have a new-old ambition that I am going to do my best to start and continue as of today: daily blogging (regular public writing) – even if it is only a little tidbit or bio bit or photo.
Let’s start from the photos of the Vermilion Flycatcher that I took two days ago at the La Paz County Park, Parker, Arizona – which is in a manicured riparian zone next to the Colorado River. Photos were taken by Ms. Jen with her Nikon D800 and a Nikon 70-200mm f/4 lens.
Sun 12.18.16 – A photo of Orion Rising over the Moovalya Keys taken from the boat ramp looking east this evening by Ms. Jen with her Lumia 950 camera phone. This was handheld at 4 seconds and 3200 ISO, there was a bit of post-processing to get rid of the glare from the lights on the house.
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Fri. 04.08.16 – After the rain had finished it was lovely.
Photo taken by Ms. Jen with her Nikon D800 and a Nikon 50mm f/1.4G lens.
Mon 02.22.16 – The full moon rising over the Moovalya Keys, it was truly lovely.
Photo taken by Ms. Jen with a Lumia 950 camera phone.
Sun 05.30.10 – When someone in Southern California, particularly a native or long-lived migrant, says “The River”, they mean the only one in 200 miles that runs all year around – the Colorado River on the border of the California and Arizona. To some tribes and sub-cultures going to The River from Memorial Day to Labor Day is a sacred activity, just like a certain set of East Coast tribes go to Nantucket or Martha’s Vineyard. Except it is different. Really different, different as in a different nation, different customs, morals, dress, and culture.
Anywhoo, I don’t belong to either tribe so the few times that I have ended up at The River on a big holiday weekend or in Nantucket during the summer, it always seems odd. Odd, as in: get in, do what called one to to the locale, and get the heck out real fast.
The last time I was in Nantucket in the summer, I lasted about 38 hours before I hopped on the ferry back to the mainland. Today, I went to The River for less than 3 hours, not including the 3.5 hours each way. I was on a mission and my sister, Allison, was kind enough to come along on the mission.
Mission? Getting my Dad, who is one week out of a major back surgery from Tustin, Calif. to Big River, Calif. so he can go to his surgery follow up appointment with his doctor in Phoenix mid-week.
Allison and I left Seal Beach about 8:15am, we picked up my Dad who was properly pain med-ed up for the long drive, and off we went. Upon arrival at his RV in Big River, we got him set up with food, A/C, and other bits, went to lunch, he off to a big nap, and then we got back on the road to see Quartzite, Arizona, before hopping back on the Interstate 10 to drive back to the LA area.
Once we left the LA area basin and reached the desert, it was Good & Hot all day. The temperatures were between 93 – 101F / 34 – 39C the whole drive. We only left the car’s A/C for a few pit stops, to unload my Dad & his stuff, and to walk around T-Rock rock store in Quartzite.
Other than those few pit stops, we arrived back home within 12.5 hours of departure. Now I am ready for bed. ;o)
