Friday, February 19, 2016


Just a bit of background.  Here is where you would find Rangely, Colorado

And an introduction to the Tank from the Tank's webpage

The Tank is an acoustical marvel, a senses-altering experience found nowhere else on earth. A 60′ tall, 30′ across rusted steel water tank – never used – was discovered in Colorado by sound artist and sonic thinker ​Bruce Odland in 1976. A small group of musicians has been recording there ever since. ​The Tank is a sonic wonder of the world, with a shifting, swirling reverberation longer and richer than the Taj Majal or the Great Pyramid. Sitting unnoticed in the dirt hills outside Rangely, Colorado – surrounded by oil pumps and dirt bike trails – the profound acoustic beauty within is balanced by the austerity of its remote location and its simple industrial architecture.

Looking into the Tank

Tuesday, February 09, 2016


humble pie

noun - a figurative serving of humiliation

Doctor Recommends One Pie Per Day for Cam

Monday, February 08, 2016


A few of you out there might know who Stein Eriksen was, and for those of you who do not, you can read about his legacy in these links:

Stein was a legendary alpine skier and considered the founder of modern day downhill skiing.  I write now because his passing reminded me of the first pair of skis that I bought in Colorado, probably around 1970.  We were coming back from a day of skiing and at the rental shop place, there were a pair of Stein Eriksen skis on sale.  They were marked down considerably and I thought, hmmm, pretty good deal.  I was a bit naive because the skis were 220 cm long [87 inches] - which by today's standards is way too long!  My last pair of skis were 165 cm [65 inches].  But, I bought some bindings and boots to go along with the Eriksens and used them for several years.  The skis were yellow and my boots were blue, so I was perhaps ahead of the times with the bright colors.  Here is the best picture I could find of the Stein Eriksen L-21 skis:$daE2N3K4ZzOUsqbU5sYvokXQzp30Yfi_wb63XUNRyWCsjLu883Ygn4B49Lvm9bPe2QeMKQdVeZmXF$9l$4uCZ8QDXhaHEp3rvzXRJFdy0KqPHLoMevcTLo3h8xh70Y6N_U_CryOsw6FTOdKL_jpQ-&CONTENTTYPE=image/jpeg

Friday, February 05, 2016


In The Greatest Game in the World, Part 1, I mentioned that during our grade school and high school days, we often played basketball in Bobby Roth's barn, particularly in the winter time when the snow was piled high on the outdoor courts.  It was often so cold that we played in full winter gear until we got heated up - then we could take off the gloves and jackets!  We would sweep away the hay and dirt and play for hours.  This picture is very reminiscent of our barn ball - although we certainly never had any girls playing our game!

 So, here is every players dream of barn ball - if only we had the cash to pull it off!!!

And some more.....

So, even old b-ballers can dream, eh?

Thursday, February 04, 2016


Flatiron Freddy, a stuffed marmot, is seen perched on a stump on Boulder’s Chautauqua Meadow on Tuesday.

Sure, old Freddy has been dead and stuffed for 20 years, but I would wager that the marmot is just as good as the more famous groundhog at predicting the arrival of spring. You can read more about Freddy here.  And like Punxsutawney Phil, Freddy did not 'see' his shadow, so Boulder will have an early spring!  Just got 15 inches of snow and it's mighty cold, but Freddy sez spring is on its way!!