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Very beautiful pictures… however, I must respectfully laugh at your version of snow. Ha! You call that precipitation???
We, as civilized people, keep our snow like we keep our tigers… close enough to drive over and visit, but not in our backyards.
My favorite place in the whole world. Just thinking about it makes me smile! Thanks for sharing.
long time no see… and I’m glad you liked it.
I know 🙂 Hello there old buddy!
How are things?
Very good. How about with you? Are you staying out of trouble?
more or less
If you ever do let me know , I’ll drive down there and meet you guys, I know the best path up, it’s a harder climb then it looks, the most dangerous part is the decent,,I’ve seen many people lose their footing and fall a long way…there is also a german village near there that has the best sausages, it’s just exactly how it’s been for years. You walk in and there is me meat hanging from the ceiling everywhere, the floors are all old wood, it’s cool. When I go down there even end if i don’t climb the rock I always go there and pick up some sausages and real beef jerky.
oooh… you should read my posts about our trip to Europe last summer… we went to Germany… and saw the Queen and the royal family in London… and did all kinds of cool stuff.
Wow that’s really special! Ill bet you got lots of pics too…my best friend and husband went to Germany recently and the pictures were amazing they gave me a framed picture of Neuschwanstein Castle that they took.,I know a little german, just enough to get by, it’s so similar to English east to learn, I leaned a lot just by watching WWII movies in German .
I met some cool horses at Neushwanstein
I love to ride…I’ve been thrown a couple of times .once I tried to get on a half broke horse and he threw me and almost mashed my face in , I rolled just in time. Also been on a thoroughbred racer once, retired, they taught this horse a command for go but not for stop so,it can’t get accidently applied during a race…they didn’t tell me that , he ran and I just had to hang on for dear life until he decided to stop, ended up in a field way far away. I walked that bastard back…long trip. My friend thought it was hilarious. I was mad as hell.
I have been thrown a few times.
Here in Texas you do actually see people riding along the large grassy sides of the freeways, and on main roads we used to have a horse named Gib. I would ride with a friend who had a horse we would ride all the way down Crowley road. It was a main road but only a two laner. There was a stop n go kind of store and we could stop in there and tie them to a bike rack they had and pick up some drinks and go on our way……ah memories of younger years.
awesome
You know some of these might just be my favorite ones yet. I love those towering rocks. And for once you didn’t try to make us feel guilty for you having taken them. ..no, “oh I was hungover but I still got up early before sunrise to take these for you” Yada Yada Yada …just kidding all,your pics have been excellent
As an aside…here in Texas just south of Fredericksburg, there is the largest granite dome in the United states. When you are driving to it and you see it long before you get to it, the sun hitting it makes it shimmering pink like it’s glowimg.it is actually pink granite.ive climbed it twice, once in college in was taking a Texas history course to avoid having to take American history 2 coirse, and once just for the fun of it. It’s called enchanted rock. The Americans named it that long ago, although I think the real meaning in their tongue was more like ‘haunted rock’ or something like that. Anyway, the reason they called it that is because it heats up in the day and then when it cools down at night the rocks contract and make haunting noises and cracks, the Indians thought it was ghosts of their ancestors or something like that and they avoided it and sort of worshipped it at the same time. It’s a hell of a climb but worth it. It’s one solid piece except at the top there is a crack, and you are allowed to rappel down there but only if you are certified and have the correct gear.the crack is spooky to look down into.Look up enchanted rock in wikapedia, pictures don’t do it justice by a long shot, you really have to see it in person…and climb it…and listen to it as it cools down at night..you can understand why the american Indians feared it. So go there sometime.
Oh, I am going there
Beautiful Pics Art…
xx
Sooz
thanks… it was a magical time in a magical place.