Sunday, May 29, 2011

Homesteaders


Peek at the front of our new headquarters. Managed to buy property, pre-40. Close one. The girls have it all set up, thanks and youse to Grandma, GP, Coco and a handful of locals for aiding and abetting while I was off getting sand in my cracks.

We are pretty juiced. Interior to come.

Saturday, May 28, 2011

Adventura de Yucatan!





Just back from the Yucatan, two week trip. Pooped, second degree burns on the flippers, highly wicking laundry bill, usual complaints / no complaints. Photo shoot, with fishing. 13 bodies, five locations, three Suburbans, $4800 bar bill. I broke everything I came with. I learned how to really fish (AKA how to avoid putting a hook through ear cartilage), some stuff about age gap, and that one can go to Mexico and almost avoid total colon failure. This wasn't possible 5 years ago.

While I was gone we bought house and moved into it. Anticipate under separate cover. Missed all my girls terribly.

Isla Mujeres - Myrtle in the making. Marlin, way off shore. We caught Mahi on the ten weights from the bow, 25 miles off shore.



Isla Holbox, north of Cancun. Tarpon hunting. Morning, day one. In search of the 140 pounders.




Our guide, Tomas. Only advice - "just fish, Tio". Put us on Blue Runner quickly after, given, my compadre and I were able to muster ten foot casts in 25 mph headwinds. Hobo fishing, again.




Mullet prep - this was served as Pompano.




Our guides, in repose.



The nautical mystic. Right about when my luck turned for the better.




Ferry to Chiquila.



Coba. Object in picture appears smaller than in reality.


Tulum.


Boca Paila, near Acension Bay. Big time big times.





Jose Wejebe. Solid explorer.




Night fishing for tarpon and snapper (and puffer fish).





And Poseidon.

Sunday, May 1, 2011

Rainbow Monsters



I slept through this royal wedding, Jane INFATUATED with princesses. Mom gave her a bridal magazine, which she's interpreted as a magazine devoted to princesses. Better than cartoon, now that's an attention getter.



I think Beav threatened I'd post these a few weeks back. Hit the Kenny Chesney show in Dallas, parent's night out. Some concert. Don't know much about KC, but he's clearly got a Gaga fetish. Show was in Cowboy stadium which is bigger than these things ought to be. Sheer pagenatry start to finish.



On the concert tip, caught Willie's 78th Birthday party last night, Coco and Mo in tow. Much less animal. He's still got it. Bang! Hit! Bang! Hit! Great visit from the NC gparents, hurry back.





Holy Cross.


Beav nixed the beardo. Urban Woodsman being so three years ago.





Architectures.



Eating well in the ATX. Tiny got me hooked on the Belgians again.



Guess?


Spent a week in LA with these criminals.



And your video. Mind Meld from Polvo's: