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Preservation Hall

November 17th, 2010

We didn’t arrive in New Orleans until Friday night around 7pm. By the time we dropped off our bags at our B and B and wriggled free of the owner who wanted to tell us all about his massive collection of college yearbooks (he owns 7000) we just decided to head down to the French Quarter and walk around. It was a beautiful night. We stopped for a drink at The Old Absinthe House. I asked for a New Orleans beer, but the bar was so loud that I couldn’t understand what the bartender said about their selection of beers, so I changed my order to a margarita. We got our beverages to go and started walking down Bourbon street. I drained my glass a bit too rapidly and In a matter of minutes the French quarter was spinning. I am a horrible lightweight when it comes to booze anyway, but the eight dollar margarita was potent. So I am staggering down Bourbon street and the Country Doctor is just trying to keep me upright. We meandered crazily through an art gallery. Suddenly everything is hilarious to me and then I am crouching down in front of a painting going on and on about how beautiful it is.  It’s so beautiful!  OMG So Beautiful!   The CD hauled me out of there and got me into a cafe where after a plateful of gumbo, my vision cleared.

After that, the Country Doctor refused to buy me any more alcohol, so I made him stand in line at Preservation Hall. We waited a half an hour to get into the building and hear the Jazz Masters swing.  Definitely worth the wait.

A Surprise Get Away!

November 11th, 2010

Guess what!  The CD and I are headed to New Orleans for the weekend!   Anything we should absolutely not miss?

Buffalo Bear Jam

September 17th, 2010

At one point during our Yellowstone vacation, we were driving to see the mud volcano, because the CD insisted that we must see the mud volcano even though the rest of us were tired and hungry and had long since arrived at the conclusion that one steaming hole in the earth looks pretty much like every other steaming hole in the earth.  So we are driving along the Eastern side of Yellowstone and suddenly we see this guy out on a point of land overlooking a river valley.  He is waving his arms around and pacing around and we are all like… what is it?  What is he looking at?

Then we saw the cars.

And the bison and the rangers and we somehow sensed that this particular car jam was special.  Yes, the bison are certainly interesting, but there are plenty of them in Yellowstone.  There must be something else happening here…

Do you see it?

Can you see what we were looking at?

Believe it or not, there is a grizzly bear mama with three cubs in this photo.

A ranger quickly set up a scope and my boys lined up behind a bunch of French kids to look through it.

Drew got a good look at her. He said that she looked really scraggly and matted. Not at all the perfectly combed critter he had imagined in his head.

By the time Ethan got to the scope, the bear had ducked behind a rise in the land, and he didn’t get to see her.

We waited for quite a while hoping she would reappear.

She eventually came back out.

She rollicked in the grass with her cubs.

You could see her in the far, far, far, far, FAR distance… a small black speck moving on the grass… with three other even smaller black specs tagging along behind her.

This is the spec magnified in one of my photos.

I know…

It could be a rock.

It could be a buffalo.

Heck!  It could be a buffalo turd at this distance!

But it was a grizzly bear.

You’re just going to have to trust me on this one.

At least the bison were close enough to clearly identify.

They even did a few tricks for us.

The mud volcano however, was just another steaming, smelly hole in the earth.
Once you’ve seen one of them… you’ve kind of seen them all.