Penguin Dreams and other stuff

I Can Fly....

I know that I should be able to fly....

Contact....I can feel the wind in my face now...

Thus end the jokes about flighless water fowl.

I am the king of the skys...

Comments

Anonymous said…

the REAL penguin is SO much HOTTER! I knew this was an April Fools joke!

7:40 PM

Travel said…

I have been flying for years. I really prefer small and very large jets. I loath the 737 and the 757 is really just a bad improvement on the 737 (I hate the 3 and 3 seating arrangement.) I grew up flitting around in little single engine planes. I hope the weather is nice on Monday and Thursday, I have connection flights on tiny turbo props to make.

Travel

10:19 PM

Anonymous said…

Oh that's good! VERY, VERY good! I downloaded the images for personal delectation.

11:46 AM

Bert said…

I can't stand the pain....

3:57 AM

Wild cow and Druish Deities

I have been blessed with being able to drive some of the most unbelievable roads ever paved. Last week I found myself on HWY 108 in Central California. 130 Miles 26% grade 9624 at the summit 4 hours to drive this route This photo is looking west just down from the summit. I could live here with the wild cows. A lone wild cow at the 9000 foot level just making sure that nobody is speeding along.

1st car?

So, what did you drive to High School, what was your first car? Did you have a 'love of you life" car? First Car: 1953 Cadillac Coupe DeVille Cars I drove to High School: 1953 Caddillac Coupe DeVille 1962 Impala SS Convertable 1971 Corvette Convertable 1960 Austin Healy Convertable 1964 Cadillac Eldorado convertable "Love of my life" car: 1962 Impala SS Convertable 1960 Austin Healy convertable

Madison, WI.

The whole theme today was a Woodchuck and his ale. I found a nice little place in downtown Madison, WI. called the Great Dane Pub & Brewing Company. This was one of the best IPAs I've had east of the Rockies. Fun little place to go and the food was not to bad either. Traveling the Globe...ok, just the North American continent in search of the perfect pint on IPA. Hops, they are not just for breakfast anymore.

Woodchuck Wisdom

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