Saturday, July 28, 2007
Sunday, July 08, 2007
Spooky Tunnel
We visited Stumphouse tunnel today. Where the heck is Stumphouse tunnel? Its 30 minutes away near the small town of Walhalla. It was partially constructed in 1856 and was only excavated to a length of 4,363 feet.
Today, Jack walked in 100 feet of 4,363 feet and decided that was all he needed to see. He said it was spooky and he wanted to go home. Annaka and Mom were more successful and managed to hike most of the tunnel.
Today, Jack walked in 100 feet of 4,363 feet and decided that was all he needed to see. He said it was spooky and he wanted to go home. Annaka and Mom were more successful and managed to hike most of the tunnel.
Tuesday, July 03, 2007
The Travelin' Fool
Uncle Brian has had some humorous posts from his adventures traveling in Europe this summer. If you like to travel vicariously in the comfort of your home, check out his blog the Travelin' FoolHere is an excerpt:
"How did we end up at such a God-forsaken place like Puçol? Well, let me explain. While in Alicante, our little beach resort town that was like a paradise to us, we had totally forgotten about our oath (sworn in blood) made a week prior after the Sevilla debacle to stay ahead of the game and have everything planned out a few weeks in advance. Maybe it was the nice weather in Alicante that clouded our brains, or the beautiful beaches, or possibly the sangria. I don´t know."
Sunday, July 01, 2007
Picking Blueberries and Chasing Chickens
We went blueberry picking this past Saturday which is an annual rite of passage for us in July. For the last seven years, we have have been picking blueberries at a place called The Happy Berry Farm not far from Clemson near Lake Keowee.
We have taken the kids there every summer. A retired agricultural professor has been running this farm for the last 25 years. The kids enjoy picking/eating the blueberries and harassing the chickens that run around there.
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Sunday, June 24, 2007
Singing Roxanne and Still Digging Indy
Yesterday I was struck with a bit of 1980's nostalgia.
Somehow, the unbelievable happened yesterday. I was able to score two tickets for Kristen and I to see The Police in Atlanta in November. We have not been to a rock concert since our graduate school days over 11 years ago. While I have seen Sting a number of times, I have never seen The Police. The Police last performed together in 1984 just as I discovered their music. Needless to say, after many Roxanne falsetto singing lapses yesterday, Kristen has banned me from singing Roxanne today.
The other 1980s flashback occurred when I saw this picture floating around the net on Friday
. It is a picture taken by Steven Spielberg on the set of the next Indiana Jones movie. The movie has just started shooting and it is due to be released in May of next year.
For a young boy, this movie captured my imagination. Dad and I went to see Raiders of the Lost Ark in 1981 in Greenville in a packed theater. I also remember seeing the last sequel my senior year of High School. I could not believe that my dad let me skip studying for my last exam so we could go see the movie.
Great Memories.
Somehow, the unbelievable happened yesterday. I was able to score two tickets for Kristen and I to see The Police in Atlanta in November. We have not been to a rock concert since our graduate school days over 11 years ago. While I have seen Sting a number of times, I have never seen The Police. The Police last performed together in 1984 just as I discovered their music. Needless to say, after many Roxanne falsetto singing lapses yesterday, Kristen has banned me from singing Roxanne today.
The other 1980s flashback occurred when I saw this picture floating around the net on Friday
. It is a picture taken by Steven Spielberg on the set of the next Indiana Jones movie. The movie has just started shooting and it is due to be released in May of next year.For a young boy, this movie captured my imagination. Dad and I went to see Raiders of the Lost Ark in 1981 in Greenville in a packed theater. I also remember seeing the last sequel my senior year of High School. I could not believe that my dad let me skip studying for my last exam so we could go see the movie.
Great Memories.
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