2016--->2017

And so another year ends. Twenty-Sixteen was a fast and strange year. Some things planned didn't pan out. Maybe next year? 

Time drifted by. Before we knew it Linda was making Christmas Cut-outs.

Sand, Fleas and Seafood

Thanksgiving is the time of year to be in Ft Bragg.

If there's one thing my boy loves, it's a dirt bath.

Happy Twenty-Sixteen Halloween

This year, I picked out the most misshapen, oblong, mutated, bulbous and just plain weird pumpkin I could find.
It was time for a mutant Jack-o-Lantern!

San Fran For Clock DVA

There were a lot of bands playing in San Francisco this fall, but we really only could afford the time and money for one show. Between The Legenday Pink Dots (seen them multiple times already), Swans (I was not overly impressed with their last record) and Clock DVA (never seen 'em and we've been fans for giong on 30 years), Clock DVA was chosen. And it was awesome.

First stop, lunch with the pups.

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For Labor Day, we went back to the same spot we went to for Memorial Day, only to find that the cows had thoroughly pooped up just about every square foot of flat terrain out there.

Tagged and Abandoned

On my way back from the Meteor Crater, I drove past this abandoned gas station along Route 66 and had to bust a U.

Apparently, the place was called Twin Arrows. I found some more info here.

Meteor Crater & Fun With Facial Hair

So in August I had to go to Flagstaff, AZ for work. On Sunday I drove out to the see the meteor crater.  I also had a fine set of mustaches grown in shit-kicker style.

I guess it's this way.