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Red tide is in the air and now I feel as though I want to cough up my lungs. It's a bit odd to me, because I haven't ever been this affected, or seen others on the island this bad as well. The beaches are covered with bloated and rotting fish. Quite nasty, really.
(Red tide is an algal bloom that appears annually in the Gulf. In a nut shell, it kills fish via nerve toxins and when this toxen gets airborne through breaking waves etc., and mixes with sea spray, humans and other animals are stuck with cold-like upper respiratory irritation.) It's also quite a shame because of the weather-hot, hot,hot, and a bit rainy. It would be perfect if we could go outside but so far, the windows are closed and the A/C is cranking. So much for a tan and a cheap power bill......
In other news, Steve and I returned from a most excellent exursion into the Appalachan mountains a week or so ago. Fucking beautiful! I miss the mountains so much. Banjos and mandolins rock my damn socks. It was gray and rainy our first day in Asheville, so I showed Steve around for a little bit, got some brakefast, and then decided to hit the Blue Ridge Parkway and try to break through the clouds around 6000 feet. We ended up on Mt. Mitchell, than hiked along a ridge in the Black Mountians (of which Mt. Mitchell is a part of) to Mt. Craig. After a phatty nap and a phatty (we had been driving for 18 hours) we hiked on down, drove to Earthaven and set up camp for the night.
Earthaven is an ecovillage in the mountains 30-odd miles south of Asheville. Very primitive, very beautiful, and uncorrupted. Hippies doing their thing in the woods. Yurts, mudbrick construction, terraced hillsides and off-the-grid electricity all make this place a very rocken little locale. I took a day class as an introduction to permaculture, kind of a precurser to the internship this fall. That night we went up Johnson City, TN and saw a free Yonder Mountain show, hooked up with some very kind brothers, and went to their farm for the night and next day. After many awesome bluegrass jams, green joints, a huge southern lunch and dinner, bourbon shots, and a bit of hash, we started home on Sunday night.
After that, it was one Bonnaroo-bound hitchhiker east of Knoxville all the way to Machester, a little sign flying for gas $ and we made it safely home late tuesday morning. After a nap, I was semi-ready forwork at 5 that evening.
That's about it in my world. I've been overly lazy and haven't updated in a while. Lots of shit, (all entry worthy, ironically, has gone down.) More later.
I'm tired, and have no time for spellcheck. Bear with me.
(Red tide is an algal bloom that appears annually in the Gulf. In a nut shell, it kills fish via nerve toxins and when this toxen gets airborne through breaking waves etc., and mixes with sea spray, humans and other animals are stuck with cold-like upper respiratory irritation.) It's also quite a shame because of the weather-hot, hot,hot, and a bit rainy. It would be perfect if we could go outside but so far, the windows are closed and the A/C is cranking. So much for a tan and a cheap power bill......
In other news, Steve and I returned from a most excellent exursion into the Appalachan mountains a week or so ago. Fucking beautiful! I miss the mountains so much. Banjos and mandolins rock my damn socks. It was gray and rainy our first day in Asheville, so I showed Steve around for a little bit, got some brakefast, and then decided to hit the Blue Ridge Parkway and try to break through the clouds around 6000 feet. We ended up on Mt. Mitchell, than hiked along a ridge in the Black Mountians (of which Mt. Mitchell is a part of) to Mt. Craig. After a phatty nap and a phatty (we had been driving for 18 hours) we hiked on down, drove to Earthaven and set up camp for the night.
Earthaven is an ecovillage in the mountains 30-odd miles south of Asheville. Very primitive, very beautiful, and uncorrupted. Hippies doing their thing in the woods. Yurts, mudbrick construction, terraced hillsides and off-the-grid electricity all make this place a very rocken little locale. I took a day class as an introduction to permaculture, kind of a precurser to the internship this fall. That night we went up Johnson City, TN and saw a free Yonder Mountain show, hooked up with some very kind brothers, and went to their farm for the night and next day. After many awesome bluegrass jams, green joints, a huge southern lunch and dinner, bourbon shots, and a bit of hash, we started home on Sunday night.
After that, it was one Bonnaroo-bound hitchhiker east of Knoxville all the way to Machester, a little sign flying for gas $ and we made it safely home late tuesday morning. After a nap, I was semi-ready forwork at 5 that evening.
That's about it in my world. I've been overly lazy and haven't updated in a while. Lots of shit, (all entry worthy, ironically, has gone down.) More later.
I'm tired, and have no time for spellcheck. Bear with me.