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- I enjoy doing fun things outdoors. Family adventures, hunting, fishing, hiking, photography, 4 wheeling, etc. Get out there and enjoy ... NOTE: PLEASE CLICK ON MY PHOTOS IN THE BLOG POST SO THEY WILL BECOME LARGER.
Tuesday, August 19, 2025
Yamaha RD400 C - 1977 - Motorcycle Accident
Saturday, October 29, 1977. I wanted to ride some back roads in CT and enjoy the sunny day. It was fall and a bit cool so I brought 2 Jackets with me. I was wearing a denim jacket and I had Elmo’s leather jacket. It was cold riding in the shade and nice riding in the sun. For 30 minutes I debated whether I should stop and change jackets but decided not to.
I ended up riding east on Rt. 66 (Meriden Road) heading toward Middetown, CT. With the reservoir on my left I was making a slow left corner going 45mph. Ahead on my right was School Street that came down a big hill. After many accidents School Street is now a dead end and doesn’t connect to Rt. 66 any longer.
3:30PM … As I was riding on Rt. 66, I saw a car come down the hill on School Street and stop at the stop sign. It was completely open so I could see the car from a long way off. As I got close and closer the car suddenly pulled out in front of me making a left turn. It happened so fast … no time to react … turning without leaning doesn’t work … I thought for an instant I would miss the back end of the car until the driver cut the corner. I hit the car right in the driver’s headlights. The driver of the car was going 10 or 15mph so combined speed was around 60mph.
With years and years of riding in the desert of Arizona I instinctively stood up just before the impact. I remember the LOUD BANG and looking down to see the front end of my bike passing below me. Because I stood up I was launched up and over the car. My boots hit my handle bars and turned them under so the mirrors ended up pointing down. My front fork and tire was turned and tucked under from hitting the front end of the car. I hit the top of the windshield and roof of the car on the way over and landed on my side directly on the double yellow lines. I don’t remember turning the handlebars or actually hitting the windshield and top of the car. I don’t remember flying gracefully (hehe) through the air but I do remember the impact of the landing on the road.
First pain … my finger. I thought I broke my finger so took my gloves off to see. It was ok. Second pain … I thought I may have broken my hip. Turns out I landed on my wallet and got hip pointer (bruise) but not broken. Next my helmet. Took that off. Not a scratch on it but I was glad I was wearing it. I would never ride without one.
The driver that hit me got out of his car and came back to me. I said “What were you doing?” his response … “I was on my way to Florida”. Turns out it was an 80 year old man who had just come from his son’s house. Not sure how many times he looked both ways but it was 3:30PM and he was looking directly into the sun as I approached. He never saw me.
Several people, including a nurse, stopped to help and told me not to move. Confused, the man who hit me turned, walked to his car, and tried to drive off. My bike was hung up on the front end of his car and someone ran after him so he didn’t go far.
Ambulance one arrived and started to take care of me. Don’t move! Ok. Feel any broken bones? No. Where did you get hit? I said my legs. They cut one pant leg where my shin was bleeding. They cut the other pant leg up to my knee. They wanted to cut my boots off. I said no as they were new Chippewa motorcycle boots and I wasn’t about to have them cut off. Then ambulance 2 arrived. The crews proceeded to argue about who got to take me away and what hospital to go to. After a few minutes of that I was on my way to a hospital.
Parents were called … on their way … my mom (who is an RN) was not happy. X-rays on both legs. Shins and ankles pretty messed up with contusions and bruising. Thankfully, nothing was broken. The next day I was so sore I couldn’t stand up. Crutches the following few days … then back in school … Oh the memories ...
Saturday, July 5, 2025
Hike in New Hampshire

I continue to hike in the woods and take pictures at Monson Village, Beaver Brook, and up North to see animals, birds, scenery, etc. I wish I could tell you I take pictures of unique subjects no one has seen before ... like a White Water Lily ... or a Blue Bird ... WAIT ... how about this Water Snake or this Dragonfly.
Am I the first to take a picture of a Frog ...the Monarch Butterfly is rare ... NOT ... 
I WANT ACTION SHOTS. Something unique ... a different angle. This Blue Heron coming in for a landing had more action.
I WANT TO SEE A BEAR IN THE WOODS !!! WITHOUT USING THE NEIGHBORHOOD BIRD FEEDER ... WHERE ARE THE MOOSE ... YES I KEEP SEEING DEER IN THE FIELDS BUT THEY DON'T COUNT ... although they are pretty and the bucks are in velvet.
I need apples, bird seed, corn, Frank's food plot ... or $25 to purchase one ticket to the ZOO !!
Now that I vented ... my hikes will continue ...
Thursday, May 15, 2025
Beaver Brook - Hollis, NH
Kevin invited his friend Clark to go on a hike in Beaver Brook. It was a nice sunny day with a cool breeze that kept the bugs down. I quickly realized I was the odd man out when Kevin asked that I hang back 25 or 30 yards so they could hike themselves. Should I feel hurt or is it part of the journey into manhood for 11 year old boys?
We hiked to the big rock by the beaver dam. We saw a Northern Water Snake with a fish partially swallowed. We tried to maneuver so it would come out of the water so I could get a good picture. This partial head shot is all I was able to get. It ended up swimming across the brook to the other side and disappearing in the sticks.


Friday, March 28, 2025
.460 S&W Magnum - Smith & Wesson
They had a dueling tree with 4 inch plates set up 15 yards out. Anticipating a light trigger I made sure I was aiming at what I wanted to shoot before I put my finger on the trigger. As I started to squeeze the trigger I thought to myself “I wonder ho …” BANG” … w much pressure I will need before the gun goes off?” … and that answered my question.
Assessment: The S&W .460 revolver has Bark and a HUGE BITE ... I WANT ONE ...
Friday, February 14, 2025
Messin' with the Family

A photograph captures an instant in time that will
never happen again. From that moment forward it's history. It's
what happened ...

I take pictures because it was a moment in time I
experienced ... not a made up thing. I finally caved in and started
playing with Photoshop and may take out power lines or enhance a washed
out picture BUT I keep it simple. 
I do like joking around with my family and poking fun at
them. This is a casualty of me being their dad. I may see an
event or look for a photo to mess with my family.
From Cigar Guy to sports, I may change
something or add a head or two where they may not have been. It’s all
to poke fun. I like a good sense of humor. I can poke fun at myself
like I do in some of my blog posts, and poke fun at family and friends like I
may do in my blog posts. Wednesday, February 5, 2025
Vermont Hike - Bear In The Woods
In 1983 I was introduced to a group of guys that liked hunting and fishing. We called our group "Sportsman's Fellowship". We started out hunting, fishing, and having Bible studies together. Over the years we have become the best of friends. Some of our group have come and gone because of jobs, moving, etc. but our core group hasn't changed. Our siblings were also included at a very young age and some are now adults carrying on the hunting and fishing traditions. Years ago we thought we would have a wild game dinner with bear, venison, caribou, salmon, trout, etc. Great idea but a bit unprepared when 95 guys showed up. Needless to say we ran out of everything.We have loads of stories about our experiences in camp, in the woods, on the water, and on the ice.
Here is a true Doug story.
A few years ago there were several of us staying in the Northeast Kingdom of Vermont. We were scouting for deer season.
Doug decided he was going to hike to the top of Gore Mountain just north of Island Pond. I do believe there is a trail to the top that is 4 miles or so but Doug wasn't going to take the trail.
Gore Mountain is one of the highest mountains in the Northeast Kingdom at 3,330 feet. Coming from Rt. 114 (around 1350 feet) it's a steep climb. If you hike to the back side it is a bit easier but much longer. Doug is pretty strong and in good shape. I remember Doug helped Pam and I move to a condo. I was in the condo and heard a loud bang. It was Doug. He had taken our queen size pull out couch, mattress and all, off of the truck and proceeded to carry it on his back to the second floor by himself. He got hung up in the stairwell going through the door hence the bang.Anyway, anyone who knows Doug will tell you he can cover more distance, rough terrain, and hills than most men in a very short amount of time. (i.e. South Rim of the Grand Canyon to Phantom Ranch and back in 6 hours.)
It was raining on the Saturday he asked me to hike Gore with him. With bad memories of past hikes and having good common sense I declined. Rain + a steep climb + a long distance + a very fast pace + average conditioning on my part + DOUG = A BAD EXPERIENCE. I dropped him off on Rt. 114 for his climb.
Doug said he hiked for a long time and stopped at one point as the rain let up. He said "I was tired!" This meant I would have been hobbling a half mile back most likely trying to get back to Rt. 114 and probably lost (pre GPS).
Because of the rain, walking was very quiet in the woods. As he stood there he heard a noise Shhhhhh ... Shhhhhhhhh ... Shhhhhh ... Shhhhhhh ... He looked around and thought "What in the world is that noise" ... Just then he caught a quick glimpse of black in the corner of his eye. He turned and saw a black bear run straight away from him crashing through the brush.
It was black bear season but it happened so fast Doug said his .44 pistol (named Bertha) never cleared his holster.
It turned out Doug stopped in the middle of a beechnut grove. Doug didn't realize it but there was a black bear up in a beechnut tree eating beechnuts. Because of the rain the bear didn't smell or hear Doug walking. As he rested the bear must have spotted or smelled him and became nervous. The Shhhhhhhhh ... Shhhhhhhh ... noise was the sound of the bear sliding down the tree to escape.
I took a picture of this beechnut tree with bear claw marks on it when I was hunting. It's one of my favorite trees in the woods.
Doug continued to the top then down again to Rt. 114. I got a call to pick him up. He was so hungry we headed straight to the store for some food.
A black bears senses are so good they typically smell or hear a person coming and move off. The odds of seeing a bear in the woods is rare. The odds of keeping up with Doug on a hike is also rare.
Saturday, February 1, 2025
ActionshotsNH - Photography Collage

After an excellent year of trail camera pictures I saw a fresh boot track on a trail I cut with a fresher deer track in it so I used that as the background adding the trail cam pictures from my hunting buddies. The trail camera pictures were from Ryan, Derek, Stephen, and Ray.
This Crash & Burn Collage has some of my crash pictures with a parachute cut-away picture I took. Which is worse? A parachute malfunction with a cut away, cracking up a motorcycle, or rolling/crashing a car/truck/monster truck/snowmobile ... All have the potential to be painful.
This is from the 2013 AMA Hillclimb. I took several pictures of Anthony DeHart so I thought I would do one of him.I could go back over my adventures and do quite a few of these. If we continue going to some of the same events I may make another collage for a specific truck/car/rider/etc.
Over the years Pam's grandma made afghans for all her grandchildren and great grandchildren. I took one of my sky pictures and made this for her. I also did a Vermonster Monster Truck collage with the BIGFOOT truck in the middle.
Had a great time at the 2014 AMA Hillclimb during Bike Week in NH. While exploring on vacation I spotted a garden by the ocean with lots of bird houses. It was oceanfront property with no house. On the fence was this sign. The gate had a private keep out sign so I took some pictures from the street.
For years Mike and Lauren have been gracious hosts to us during hunting season. I made Mike a hunting collage with some of our people pics. Great memories. Some big bucks from the group over the years and I thought "Buckwacka" was appropriate. 
I recently went to a car show and saw some very nice cars. When I saw a lobster boat with the name "three E's" it reminded me of my 3 daughters.When you go to the top of my blog to "Search this Blog" you can use key words to find the event I blogged about; skydiving, AMA hillclimb, hunting adventures, Vermonster, ice fishing, Monson Village, Whaleback ...
This is a work in progress ...
Saturday, June 1, 2024
After-Market Vehicle Warranties - My BAD Experience
The warranty required me to have all the fluids changed at 12,000 miles. I cannot remember the name of the Toyota Dealer in Woburn, MA but I was working close by at that time, so I brought it to them for service.
They changed all the drivetrain fluids as required by the warranty on Friday. That weekend it started shifting funny. I brought it back to the dealer on Monday and they told me there was transmission oil all over the bottom of the vehicle and I had blown the transmission!! They blamed me even though there were no issues before they had done the maintenance required by the warranty 3 days before.
The dealer told me it was not fixable so they would have to find me another transmission.
I did my own searching and found a shop in Upstate NY that had several rebuilt transmissions on the shelf ready to go for $850. The Toyota dealer wanted to go a different route. My Landcruiser had 57,000 miles on it. They said they were looking for a used transmission with less than 57,000 miles on it for a replacement to satisfy the warranty requirement. I was livid. I called an attorney and was told there was nothing I could do based on the after-market warranty I purchased. The dealer gave me no option.
The Toyota dealer found and bought a used transmission from a junkyard in Canada for $150 and had it shipped to Woburn, MA. I told them I didn't want that and wanted a rebuilt transmission ready to go from Upstate NY. They said no. Throughout the process, I also found out there are warranty deductibles per item that I was responsible for paying for. I ended up paying hundreds of dollars in deductibles per the warranty I purchased. IT WAS A BAD EXPERIENCE.
I currently have a Jeep Wrangler Rubicon Hard Rock and I started getting those vehicle warranty calls. I talked to one company and told them my story. The person on the phone promised me that wouldn’t happen with them! I said I was interested but I wouldn’t sign anything until I could read the warranty agreement.
They sent it to me. Reading through their warranty in the middle of the document on page 5 it said, “Replacement of Covered Parts that have experienced a Breakdown may be made with original equipment manufactured parts, non-original equipment manufacturer parts, re-manufactured parts, or used parts, at the Administrator’s discretion.”
This brought back bad memories. Hmm … let's see … an $850 rebuilt transmission on the shelf ready to go or a $150 used transmission from a junkyard in Canada. I was forced to take the $150 tranny from the junkyard in Canada at the Administrator's (Toyota Dealers) discretion …
A Jeep Wrangler is one of those vehicles where you can modify pretty much everything.
You will get those calls and can purchase a warranty, or not! It's up to you but you can LEARN FROM MY BAD EXPERIENCE.
Sunday, May 19, 2024
Lighthouses from a Different Perspective … BE DIFFERENT …
Straitsmouth Island Light was built in 1835 to mark the entrance to the harbor. It used to have a 315-foot walkway to the oil house and quarters. My guess is it either fell apart or was washed out to sea from a storm.
Portsmouth Harbor Light is the only lighthouse on the mainland of New Hampshire, Portsmouth Harbor Light (also known as Fort Point Light, New Castle Light, and Fort Constitution Light) was constructed in 1878 (48-foot tower) on the grounds of Fort Constitution, a Revolutionary War fortification. You can see the openings in the walls for the cannons that protected the harbor.
Wood Island Light was established in 1808. It is Maine’s second oldest lighthouse and the nation’s eleventh oldest. There were no windows in the house as it is being rebuilt. This is one of several lighthouses I have seen using (or in this case will be using) solar panels.
Bakers Island Light was built on 10 island acres on the north side of Bakers Island approaching Salem harbor. It went into service in 1798 with the current tower built-in 1821. It was automated in 1972 and converted to solar power in 2000. The tower height is 59 feet with a focal height of 111 feet.
Whitehead Island Light was established in 1804 and went into
service in 1807. The current 41-foot tower
was built in 1852. It is the
third-oldest active light station in Maine.
Bass Harbor Head Light was built in 1858. It is 33 feet in height on the edge of a cliff with a focal height of 56 feet.
Curtis Island Light was established in 1835, and the
present structure was built in 1896. It
has a 25-foot tower with a Focal height of 52 feet. The island shelters Camden Harbor for ocean storms.
Indian Island Light was established in 1850. The island
was sold to the U.S. government for a light station by Silas Piper for $25 in
1849. The present structure was built in
1875. It is a 31-foot tower on the
eastern side of the entrance to Rockport Harbor. It’s a private residence now.
Marshall Point Light was established in 1832 with the present
lighthouse built in 1857. It has a 21-foot
tower marking the entrance to Port Clyde harbor. This is the lighthouse you see in the movie “Forest
Gump”.
Owls Head Light was established in 1825 with the present
lighthouse built in 1852. Up high on a
cliff, the tower is 30 feet with a focal height of 100 feet.
Pemaquid Point Light was established in 1827. The current 38-foot tower is on a cliff with
a focal height of 79 feet.
Rockland Breakwater Light has a 7/8-mile-long breakwater
was built between 1881 and 1899 using around 700,000 tons of granite to protect
the harbor. The lighthouse was established in 1902. Its tower height is 25 feet with a focal height
of 39 feet.
Boon Island Light was established as a full light station and granite tower in 1811. The current tower was constructed in 1855. I haven’t had my buddy take me out to Boon Island Light in his boat so no pictures up close. On a warm but clear vacation day, I spotted Boon Island from Kennebunkport 15.2 miles away, as it’s the tallest lighthouse in both Maine and New England at 133 feet with a focal plane at 137 feet above mean high water. I hope to get closer someday.
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