Damn Kid, Julio, and myself ended up practicing in the garage of a residence in the Old Irving Park neighborhood on Wednesday. While it is still winter, it hasn't been as cold as it was 3 weeks ago, but these mild temps did eventually get to us in the garage.
OK. Some of the format is getting worked out here. This is obviously not a music article, but for the readers that don't pay enough attention to all things fish and wildlife, the links to the videos on this posting are worrying to watch and consider.
Big problem. Asian carp are bottom feeders, they caught the eye of some fish farmers in Mississippi and Arkansas in the 1970's...the video tells the rest. Things might get bad very soon if this pesky fish makes it somehow into the Great Lakes. This is major news in the Chi right now, so bear with me, out of town folks.
I have been intending to insert a few videos of my taking a break this week, actually in the city of Chicago. Classic November cold, rainy day kind of activity. But I can't seem to track down my memory card extractor device. What are those things referred to as? Either way, here's a brief entry that covers a few interests of mine: guitar and the Boundary Waters of northern Minnesota.
I've been trying to figure out, through some very cursory research, greater information on northern Minnesota, for a possible relocation in the distant future. In doing so, sometime in December of 2008, I encountered this website of a fella that runs a canoe outfitter north east of Duluth, MN. The name of his operation is Hungry Jack Outfitters. The business is family run and is situated on the shores of Hungry Jack lake by the Canadian border.
Anyway, you might give this guy's blog a glance, if you are interested. He apparently crafts guitars in the winter time when everything shuts down. I'm still investigating. Hopefully I can take a week up there to just volunteer or embark on a trip of some sorts among those remarkable lakes. He might change his mind if he catches wind of this blog that I have begun to keep.
Today I was in the middle of one of my regular errands associated with work. This particular errands get me to a location where I can enjoy a remarkable view of Lake Michigan, up close. Today was not any different from any other time that I have seen the lake: always full of surprises in the way viewing the lake takes me away from the day's trials and tribulations, etc. I should make a note to myself that I need to journey once more up along the Circle Tour, just north of Kenosha and Racine, up toward Milwaukee, then the stretch that leads out of Whitefish Bay (it is no surprise that the real estate is expensive there) to Sheboygan and all of the little spoken of places along the coast of Lake Michigan, at least on its western side. The west coast of Michigan is another love affair I'll surely be blogging about before too long. Actually, I'll more than likely post a few items on that come late Jan 2010, as one of the bands I am is hoping to schedule a few weekend runs in that area, specifically South Haven, Michigan.
This blog is becoming an omnibus of sorts, and will probably get out of control. I was fawning over the choppy waters of Lake Michigan about 30 minutes ago with my new little camera device, trying to capture the waves and the change in the weather. Certain moments, when one is watching the lake, really make it clear why the fellas on the Edmund Fitzgerald sank during that horrific November storm (the 'November gales' as the maritime community refers to them) years back. The waters were ferocious today. This body of water is so large it easy to forget that it isn't an ocean. Even the rip currents all along the coast claim human lives each year, they can be so strong.
Well, here is a video clip that I took. The rain was beginning to fall and I had to create a canopy with my hands. In lieu of such detail, one can forgive the little insert of my left hand acting as a buffer from the rain, top left screen. The last thing I need is a rain-damaged camera.
We are always archiving and documenting, aren't we?
The maples have been standing out this week, they are pretty much the last vestige of foliage in these parts of north Chicagoland. There is another tree with a yellowish/golden hue in the caption (right side of the street), just don't have that one figured out yet by name.
The oak leaves grab my attention when I am walking around and have the time to really get a good view of the details. Thought I'd share this. I found this leaf, amongst the many, along the lake shore by Northwestern's campus. Great grey cloudy day. I am trying to put the new camera through its paces. We'll see what I find out as the months advance.
Hey Everyone! This blog was based out of Chicago since its inception (summer 2009). However, I just moved to Columbia, Missouri in early August 2011 and now am trying to capture a snapshot of how things are going here, with regards to music. The locals call this place 'COMO', for short. I might try to document things capturing my attention as I travel to St. Louis or Kansas City, or anywhere else nearby, for that matter.
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