There are a number of reasons I have come to like the Grateful Dead and for some of you reading this I have to tell you to seal your assumptions in the silver mine!
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There are a number of reasons I have come to like the Grateful Dead and for some of you reading this I have to tell you to seal your assumptions in the silver mine!
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Here you see my first composed video. I have posted video here before, most of it videos from YouTube created by others or my raw camera video. However, here you see video composed of scenes I recorded and then put together and edited!
The music however comes from the Grateful Dead’s July 17, 1989 Alpine Valley (which doubles as a ski resort during the winter) appearance and is the opening song from that show Let the Good Times Rolls, a show which I WAS AT!
The first scene is a bike ride I took on the nearby Wiouwash trail, cold day and I caught a long nagging and nasty cold from it. The second scene recorded in my brother’s car on Vilas County HWY A on our way to Ski Brule. The third scene is me skiing down Ski Brule’s Big Bear and this is my second ski film attempt, this time I hang the camera from my neck and tuck it into my jacket. I had to tuck it in because untucked the weight of the lens causes the camera to point at my ski tips and that makes for rather uniteresting video — which happens in the second ski scene skiing down Brule’s Otterslide.
The last scene is our fireplace at home and the credits. The snippet is only about 10 seconds or so of video and I repeat it a number of times.
Nothing spectacular, just something else for me to learn and try to apply to promote the efforts of myself and others!
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Sing it to the tune of the Grateful Dead’s Truckin’
Skiin’ — got my tix turned in
Keep Skiin’ — like the Bode man
Together — more or less in line
Just keep Skiin’ on
Arrows of neon and flashing marquees out on Main Street
Brule, Aspen, Monarch it’s all on the same trail
Your typical ski run involved in a typical daydream
Hang it up and see what next season brings
Stratton — got a snow machine
Aspen — too close to Breckenridge
Park City — got the ways and means
but just won’t let you be
Most of the cats you meet on the greens speak of powder
Most of the time they’re sittin and cryin at home
One of these days they know they gotta get goin
out of the door and down to the corduroy all alone
Skiin’ — like the Bode man
once told me you got to plant your pole
sometime — the edges ain’t worth a dime
if you don’t lay em down
Sometimes the snow’s all falling on me
Other times I can barely skid
Lately it occurs to me
What a long strange rip it’s been
What in the world ever became of sweet Jane?
She lost her sparkle, you know she isn’t the same
Living on greens, blues, and its lame
all a friend can say is “ain’t it a shame”
Skiin’ — up to Buffalo
Been thinkin — you got to mellow slow
Takes time — you pick a place to go
and just keep Skiin’ on
Sitting and staring out of a ski lodge window
Got a tip they’re gonna kick the door in again
I’d like to get some sleep before I ski
but if you got a warrant I guess you’re gonna come in
Busted — over in Breckenridge
Set up — like a bowling pin
Knocked down — it gets to wearing thin
They just won’t let you ski
You’re sick of hanging around and you’d like to travel
Tired of travel, you want to settle down
I guess they can’t revoke your soul for trying
Get out of the door – light out and look all around
Sometimes the snow’s all falling on me
Other times I can barely skid
Lately it occurs to me
What a long strange rip it’s been
Skiin’ — I’m goin home
Whoa-oh baby, back where I belong
Back home – sit down and patch my bones
and get back Skiin’ on
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Well, as this post is publishing the sun is crossing the celestial meridian from the northern hemisphere to the southern hemisphere on its journey to The Tropic of Capricorn. In more plain language, Fall or Autumn is here.
While I have put out some words and text signaling my not wanting summer to leave I do find Autumn a time of joy. Watching my farmer friends and neighbors reap their harvests is always a joy, the sound of tractors and combines humming as the farmers harvest their corns and beans and get them to the marketplace. Cooler weather less conducive the mosquitoes and other insects is always welcome. A chance to walk in the woods whether with saw or my 20 gauge 870 is always a treat.
Of course, I would be remiss in not noting this is just another progression to the upcoming ski season.
In my mind the worst thing about this time of the year is the unfortunate layout of the roadways. Sun in my face in the morning and sun in my face on the way home in the late afternoon. Oh well, in about three weeks that will no longer be a problem again until late February or early March.
Farewell sunshine until next time.
Special treat below the fold.
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Too many times in our lives we cruise on autopilot. We wake up, we go through some routine, we go to bed. We wake up the next day hoping something changes,nothing changes but we repeat the routine. I am not going to repeat the cliché, but when something is not working we have to move on from it. How many of us turn off the autopilot and really take charge of our lives, our finances, our health, our relationships, our…?
We all fall into that trap from time to time. We find something comfortable and it may even really suit our needs. The Grateful Dead in Uncle John’s Band sings:
When life looks like Easy Streetthere is danger at your doorThink this through with me
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Going to miss me when I’m gone…

I Know You Rider!
We stopped at Ski Brule on Sunday (March 14, 2010) to deliver a CD of photos I had previously taken. We did not just drop off the CD and leave, but we went to the Bear Lodge and had a few drinks. On the porch, Good Time Specials was setup and playing music. The weather was fantastic and it all made for a very pleasant experience.
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From one season to another.
I never got a certain connection I was living until last weekend. It has to do with music and skiing.
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