Friday, November 18, 2011

Uncle Hargus Extra


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Uncle Hargus

ChickenShack Employee of the Month - Copywrite

Forming up-- getting the wagon loaded-- for the BTW = Back to The West tour. An extension of the Canyon Jack "ChickenShack Employee of the Month Medicine Show" -C tour.

Terminus... Appalachian Mountains to Moundville, Ala


Marne / ROF Ring of Fire Odyssey

2011

Terminus Appalachian Mountain range.... Moundville, AL

I've traveled to the 4 corners on this life journey. This time to the Canadian maritimes.... the Northeast corner of the continent. To the corner of the world... the edge of the world. The Vikings came in here in the maritimes from Europe.

What defined this journey was the Appalachian mountains. The oldest mountain chain in North America. We rode the ridge and valleys from Birmingham / Leeds, Alabama all the way up to Newfoundland.... The Appalachians is the common denominator. It WAS the route.

At one time , the Appalachians were the western edge of a young, aspiring country of America. It's culture and history define America.... the origin of our country. Later... the West -- see the ITW blog for travels in the West--.

I grew up here in the appalachian foothills. I love these mountains. The ancestral natives here were the Creeks and Cherokee. Choctaw , Chickasaw on down south.

As a scout was inducted into Cherokee 50 lodge ; one of the highest honors of my life.

50 miles Southwest of this Appalachian mountains terminus is Moundville, Alabama. Moundville was the center of the Missisipian culture of the universe... of this region a thousand years ago.

On the ITW journey was fortunate to go to chimney Rock... of the Chocco culture of ancestral natives. Hwy 151 south of Pagosa Springs, colorado. A world away... a lunar culture/ society. A regional center of culture... similar to Moundville in spiritual terms. A great place to see on this journey.

The Warrior River flows beside Moundville, and I would consider a point of transit. This was the waterway of that time. The cultural and spiritual direction of this region was here ! This is sacred ground.

Was here in 1976.... the Uof A finance club had our fall meeting -- 8pm+ beer blast / keg party here. Dr Sam Hadaway, one of the really good professors at Alabama was present and really talked the lowdown on corporate finance. You did good Doc Sam. It snowed that night -- about 2" -- and about midnight we hiked up onto the mound centerfield.... -- fully stoked -- a phenominal experience ! Moundville in the snow, up on one of the mounds. I experienced what the ancestral natives saw a thousand years ago. Powerful !!! About 1am we headed back to UofA campus -- Tuscaloosa, AL -- slipping and sliding on the icy roads.

Also see post -- NOL to BHM Amtrak #20 -- while riding Amtrak back to BHM you get a glimpse of Moundville.


You never drink twice from the same stream !















































Marne / ROF Ring of Fire Odyssey

2011

Terminus Appalachian Mountain range.... Moundville, AL

I've traveled to the 4 corners on this life journey. This time to the Canadian maritimes.... the Northeast corner of the continent. To the corner of the world... the edge of the world. The Vikings came in here in the maritimes from Europe.

What defined this journey was the Appalachian mountains. The oldest mountain chain in North America. We rode the ridge and valleys from Birmingham / Leeds, Alabama all the way up to Newfoundland.... The Appalachians is the common denominator. It WAS the route.

At one time , the Appalachians were the western edge of a young, aspiring country of America. It's culture and history define America.... the origin of our country. Later... the West -- see the ITW blog for travels in the West--.

I grew up here in the appalachian foothills. I love these mountains. The ancestral natives here were the Creeks and Cherokee. Choctaw , Chickasaw on down south.

As a scout was inducted into Cherokee 50 lodge ; one of the highest honors of my life.

50 miles Southwest of this Appalachian mountains terminus is Moundville, Alabama. Moundville was the center of the Missisipian culture of the universe... of this region a thousand years ago.

On the ITW journey was fortunate to go to chimney Rock... of the Chocco culture of ancestral natives. Hwy 151 south of Pagosa Springs, colorado. A world away... a lunar culture/ society. A regional center of culture... similar to Moundville in spiritual terms. A great place to see on this journey.

The Warrior River flows beside Moundville, and I would consider a point of transit. This was the waterway of that time. The cultural and spiritual direction of this region was here ! This is sacred ground.

Was here in 1976.... the Uof A finance club had our fall meeting -- 8pm+ beer blast / keg party here. Dr Sam Hadaway, one of the really good professors at Alabama was present and really talked the lowdown on corporate finance. You did good Doc Sam. It snowed that night -- about 2" -- and about midnight we hiked up onto the mound centerfield.... -- fully stoked -- a phenominal experience ! Moundville in the snow, up on one of the mounds. I experienced what the ancestral natives saw a thousand years ago. Powerful !!! About 1am we headed back to UofA campus -- Tuscaloosa, AL -- slipping and sliding on the icy roads.

Also see post -- NOL to BHM Amtrak #20 -- while riding Amtrak back to BHM you get a glimpse of Moundville.


You never drink twice from the same stream !

Blue Angels 2 Hoo- aahhhh

Tracks of the StoneBear Odyssey

Blue Angels II Hooooo - aahhhhhh! Marine Corps translation = Uhhh - Raahhhhh !

April 1, 2012 NOT an April fools day joke.

Northport, Alabama NOT Tuscaloosa, Alabama .... even though that's what was advertised. maybe the jurisdiction lines are for Tuscaloosa... you drive down past Northport, AL and hang a left.

This is the second Tracks of the StoneBear visit to the Blue Angels airshow at the Tuscaloosa, AL airport.

I rember back 2 year ago.... two year ago... was the kickoff of the Tracks of the StoneBear ITW = Into The West journey... and it was a great start !

We got to the field when the preliminary shows ... the Army Golden Knights Paratroopers were finishising up... Wow! Those guys can jump, fall several thousand feet and land on a dime ; litterally... they are that good. Then some stunt pilots in aerobatic aircraft... warm ups for the main show. I;m excited now... ready for the Blue Angels. -- also,.. thanks Tuscaloosa for sponsoring this airshow ! Tuscaloosa is my 2nd home after living there a few years going to UofA. It's good to come back home. I flew out of Van de Graff field at times as a private pilot... and a couple of times took a Southern Airways Martin 404 out to Memphis and St louis.

Sky is beautiful. Alto stratus clouds at 4 to 6,000'. Plenty of blue sky. Hot... it's about 85*... Sun... coming down hard so T-bird gets a Blue Angels umbrella for some shade. Wind 8 to 11 knots from 060*.

The Navy / Marine Corps team can't be beat ! These are the best pilots in the world ! and the men and women on the ground crew make it possible. Thank you for the hard work to make the show great. There's a ton of support work to make this show come off good.

This is the fun stuff of our military guys.... they are at their best. We thank you for a show. But we also know there is a ton of sacrifice from your nostop hours of training... families back home keeping the home fires buring while you are on this post.... You are our team ! Thank you ! I worry about our country sometimes... then get a look at these pilots, ground crew... crew chiefs and staff,... the rest of the crew that doesn't get up into the spotlight.... when seeing how squared away they are... the leadership that resonates... I feel better knowing these guys are on the job. Riding the top of the wave for these Naval aviators and Marine pilots is a big feather in their cap; their pride resonates. Truth is... when this post / billet is over and they return to the fleet without the spotlight of the Blue Angels... this team will carry their leadership to then next duty station and they won't change one iota; they are rock solid. That's what makes our military men and women top shelf ! It's a treat to see the Blue Angels ! Thank you for a wonderful show !

You'll have to pardon me for a couple of extra thank yous for the Navy / Marine Corps team. Dad was a WW II Marine, I'm about the last Marine out of the Viet Nam era, Son Lee served with BLT 2/9 and was in firefights in the streets of Mogodishu, Somalia, and Nephew David did tours in Afghanistan and Fallujah. ?Are you getting my drift here? I bleed marine Corps blood. My family is Marine Corps blood. So to see our guys operating at top shelf... a lot of pride.

Also... our military is about ~ 1 million strong in a country of 315 million citizens. That means when you go to anytown, USA.... you have to knock on the doors of 315 houses to find a family that has a Son or Daughter doing the job.... up on the line. That's how scarce and special they are. A Thank You is not enough.

That's all well and good. But here at Tracks of The StoneBear it takes on a historrical dimension. Grampa Wood taught me to fly. He was a barnstormer in the 20s and 30s/ he flew the first mail routes in the united states when there were bonfires on mountaintops to mark his route. Grampa wood was a pioneer of aviation. Flying through fog and storms to deliver a sack of mail in 1932.... no Flight Service from the FAA... No approach control.....

RADAR was NOT even INVENTED at this time ! And he climbed into a Stearman in Cleveland, OH .... No VORs... No DMEs ... they weren't even invented at tis time. So to see this flight fo these F - 18s screaming by in close formation at 350 to 400 mph... this is my kind of day.

This was a great day! ... and i'm thankful for the abundant blessings to see the Blue Angels... again. You never drink twice from the same stream.

PS: Grampa Wood was a Private in the 167th infantry in WW I ... a mud soldier in the trenches and survived the battles at Croix Rouge Farm in the Chateau-Thierry, at Somme, the Aisne-Marne, and the Meuse-Argonne ...and watched some of the aero- dogfights. I would have liked to have taken Grampa Wood to this Blue Angels airshow. I know he would have been proud.




































BLue angels 2
Tracks of the StoneBear Odyssey

Blue Angels II Hooooo - aahhhhhh! Marine Corps translation = Uhhh - Raahhhhh !

April 1, 2012 NOT an April fools day joke.

Northport, Alabama NOT Tuscaloosa, Alabama .... even though that's what was advertised. maybe the jurisdiction lines are for Tuscaloosa... you drive down past Northport, AL and hang a left.

This is the second Tracks of the StoneBear visit to the Blue Angels airshow at the Tuscaloosa, AL airport.

I rember back 2 year ago.... two year ago... was the kickoff of the Tracks of the StoneBear ITW = Into The West journey... and it was a great start !

We got to the field when the preliminary shows ... the Army Golden Knights Paratroopers were finishising up... Wow! Those guys can jump, fall several thousand feet and land on a dime ; litterally... they are that good. Then some stunt pilots in aerobatic aircraft... warm ups for the main show. I;m excited now... ready for the Blue Angels. -- also,.. thanks Tuscaloosa for sponsoring this airshow ! Tuscaloosa is my 2nd home after living there a few years going to UofA. It's good to come back home. I flew out of Van de Graff field at times as a private pilot... and a couple of times took a Southern Airways Martin 404 out to Memphis and St louis.

Sky is beautiful. Alto stratus clouds at 4 to 6,000'. Plenty of blue sky. Hot... it's about 85*... Sun... coming down hard so T-bird gets a Blue Angels umbrella for some shade. Wind 8 to 11 knots from 060*.

The Navy / Marine Corps team can't be beat ! These are the best pilots in the world ! and the men and women on the ground crew make it possible. Thank you for the hard work to make the show great. There's a ton of support work to make this show come off good.

This is the fun stuff of our military guys.... they are at their best. We thank you for a show. But we also know there is a ton of sacrifice from your nostop hours of training... families back home keeping the home fires buring while you are on this post.... You are our team ! Thank you ! I worry about our country sometimes... then get a look at these pilots, ground crew... crew chiefs and staff,... the rest of the crew that doesn't get up into the spotlight.... when seeing how squared away they are... the leadership that resonates... I feel better knowing these guys are on the job. Riding the top of the wave for these Naval aviators and Marine pilots is a big feather in there cap; their pride resonates. Truth is... when this post / billet is over and they return to the fleet without the spotlight of the Blue Angels... this team will carry their leadership to then next duty station and they won't change one iota; they are rock solid. That's what makes our military men and women top shelf ! It's a treat to see the Blue Angels ! Thank you for a wonderful show !

You'll have to pardon me for a couple of extra thank yous for the Navy / Marine Corps team. Dad was a WW II Marine, I'm about the last Marine out of the Viet Nam era, Son Lee served with BLT 2/9 and was in firefights in the streets of Mogodishu, Somalia, and Nephew David did tours in Afghanistan and Fallujah. ?Are you getting my drift here? I bleed marine Corps blood. My family is Marine Corps blood. So to see our guys operating at top shelf... a lot of pride.

Also... our military is about ~ 1 million strong in a country of 315 million citizens. That means when you go to anytown, USA.... you have to knock on the doors of 315 houses to find a family that has a Son or Daughter doing the job.... up on the line. That's how scarce and special they are. A Thank You is not enough.

That's all well and good. But here at Tracks of The StoneBear it takes on a historrical dimension. Grampa Wood taught me to fly. He was a barnstormer in the 20s and 30s/ he flew the first mail routes in the united states when there were bonfires on mountaintops to mark his route. Grampa wood was a pioneer of aviation. Flying through fog and storms to deliver a sack of mail in 1932.... no Flight Service from the FAA... No approach control.....

RADAR was NOT even INVENTED at this time ! And he climbed into a Stearman in Cleveland, OH .... No VORs... No DMEs ... they weren't even invented at tis time. So to see this flight fo these F - 18s screaming by in close formation at 350 to 400 mph... this is my kind of day.

This was a great day! ... and i'm thankful for the abundant blessings to see the Blue Angels... again. You never drink twice from the same stream.

PS: Grampa Wood was a Private in the 167th infantry in WW I ... a mud soldier in the trenches and survived the battles at Croix Rouge Farm in the Chateau-Thierry , at Somme, the Aisne-Marne, and the Meuse-Argonne ... and watched some of the aero- dogfights. I would have like to taken Grampa Wood to this Blue Angels airshow. I know he would have been proud.