May 25, 2010 Georgetown, CO
16:36:22 hours, MDT

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Out around 6 AM temp. was about 30° F.

Continuing the training; some pay for gym memberships inside… the way I see it at this point in life is simply that this man has already paid for it and therefore the whole outdoors is the gym so-to-speak. Besides why work the body and lungs in a ‘controlled environment’?

Walked w/ Ellie up Biddle, scooped her 1st dump into the Denver Post bag and continued on downtown.

Passed through both gates on way up tracks to Plume. The tracks were mainly in the shade and before the sun-up in the valley, therefore atmosphere was cool and comfortable. Threw the stick in Clear Creek at many points and she was not washed away. She is slightly faint-hearted at how white and roily the creek is becoming now that it is running high.

Walked west along US 6 out of Silver Plume to a mine and tailings owned by Jack Pine mines and on all 4s like a crab we walked or better yet scooted down a pile 70 feet down and across the face maybe another 100 feet. The tailings pile must be near as I can reckon maybe a 55% angle and the talus very loose.

Walked back by bike path along-side I-70 to the High Gate Bridge and threw the stick into Clear for Ellie-Mae one last session and then headed in for more coffee and reading a book―> by Peter Maass Crude The Violent Twilight of Oil.

Nice four hour walk. Plume is approximately 9,100 feet elev.

Sat in chair in back and luxuriated in the warmth of the sun before the inevitable clouds obscured it.

Took a nap, ate lunch and now am finished reading another grip of pages in Walking My Dog, Jane by Ned Rozell.

Nice day today, here at elevation.
Elevation…8,600 feet is cool clear and invigorating.

today is two-thirds through springtime...

May 21, 2010 Georgetown, CO
15:47:56 hours, MDT

… Nice relaxing day…

Took Ellie-Mae for the walk along the tracks before daybreak here on the floor of the valley…Although the sun was shining on the snowfield above tree line it was not quite ‘up’ yet here and the walk besides helping to invigorate my body/mind was just perfect.

The temperature continued down after the sun-up period…was 34° F. approximately 06:20 hours and slightly lower at around 08:30, according to the thermometer nailed to the side of a garage over on Biddle.
The tracks were good, this time I forgot the ‘punch-proof’ toilet paper and although I needed to use some by the so called tunnel between the High Bridge and the next trestle up the line I managed.
I forgot that I might need the blue paper towels.

Punch-proof paper is necessary, don’t you think? The toilet paper companies might do well to provide this item to the consumer; after all― the governmental agencies supply it in some of their lavatory facilities. And it alleviates the distain when a wiper presses the fingertip through in effort for that clean wipe. Is Charmin’s softness all that and a deck of cards? Would not you really like punch-proof instead?

Took a nap and sat out in back in shorts reading sans shirt earlier, reading Walking My Dog, Jane: From Valdez to Prudhoe Bay Along the Trans-Alaska Pipeline by Ned Rozell.

http://www.gi.alaska.edu/ScienceForum/ASF14/1496.html

Georgetown Spring snows

May 14, 2010 Georgetown, CO

Snowed again nearly four days in a row, here.

Took Ellie-Mae again along the tracks up to Plume and shot some more snow images from the tracks.
Am continuing the training to help and assist the metabolism to be primed for a North Rim trip, possibly next week.

See posted images.

Dispassionate Friends

February 19, 2010
10:54:21 MST, G-town, CO

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I am attracting in a dispassionate unflustered friend.
I am attracting in many dispassionate unflustered friends.
I am attracting in unflustered female friends that I am intimate with AND they are dispassionate with me.
I am attracting in male dispassionate unflustered friends.

I am attracting in both female and male intimate friends with the aim of, when they blow out and become angry…they are not angry at me; not unlike so many people still believe in their brains that they need to be this way and continue to behave in this non-effective style. I fell prey to just this over the last full moon and regret my behavior. It has to say the least …been an eye-opener and at most in my opinion a stage call for action on my part to grow away from such intensities. These intensities turn me into the guy who ‘doesn’t Get-it’ and all that is left to do is get my pc. of chicken at the BBQ and step to the back of the line.

It is too complicating to have immature friends like this in the closest region of my heart these interesting days and nights since Kyle passed; as well My actions are unacceptable to what Shakespeare called―> “To Thine Own Self Be True”.

I need/want/desire dispassionate unflustered female friends that want to be intimate with me and when she or me or both …become angry and disgruntled…..she doesn’t get angry at me but can articulate and not divert her idea while encumbered. I need/ want/ desire the same in males although not sexually.

Above is an affirmation of sorts and an expressed yearning that is the black on the white. I wonder whether you want/aspire for the same?

February 7, 2010
11:37:33 MST, Georgetown, CO

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Another notion I entertain is whether you have been so-called environmentally-involved... I mean past the recycle thing that the consumerists laud so loudly. Past the pretty-color-coordinated plastique crates for “all your recycling needs” as the recyclers put it so eloquently; beckoning us all in America to do “OUR PART” what ever that part is.

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My best friend Kyle Miller killed himself January 15th, this year and things have been Fucking Interesting as time goes forward.

Soo Not Boulder!

on second thought ... might become a bouncer at a local trailer court bar... i hear the lot lizzards and dirt bags that drink there are soo not Boulder!

Georgetown, CO

Dec.27,2009

Living with a good friend and his kids here at 8600 feet...taking re-certification requirements to reinstate the certification so I can work in the field once again.

I find these last few months to be wonderful.