Hiking the Trails….. all the fails.

A couple weeks ago, I went out on a blind date with a girl named Lauren. One of my friends to her from work and thought we would make a great couple. We had fun on our first night, so we decided to plan another time to get together. Being the manly man I try to be, I decided we should consider some outdoor adventures. That way, I would have the chance to show her just how manly I am.

She and I decided to take a little hike down the Clear Creek hiking trail. It’s not too far from where I live and, hey, I’ve been hiking before so it couldn’t be too difficult, right? At least that’s what I’ve always thought.

I did a little research before our trip and saw that the trail was just a little over 2 miles long. This was encouraging to me since I don’t do much hiking.…

The Goodwill Bridge

Before I took my trip to Brisbane Australia, I had heard about footbridge called the Goodwill Bridge located on the south side of the Brisbane River. Back in October 2001, Brisbane held the Goodwill games, which is what the bridge was named after. It connects part of the Queensland University of technology campus to the South Bank parklands. It was made for pedestrians and cyclists to use.

Supposedly, around 3 million people use the bridge every year. Well, now I’m one of those 3 million I guess.

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I have got to say, the bridge is a bit of a marvel to me. I read it cost over $20 million to build this bridge that is over 1500 feet long and almost 20 feet wide. It was an interesting walking bridge, with a pavilion overlooking the river on one side and a huge arch closer to the other side. I walked over the bridge several times on my way to and from different areas in the city while I was there.…

The Dirty Cakes Band

So yesterday I was riding around listening to Dirty Cakes Band, I’d Luv to See You Nakid. I really enjoy their music. Someday, I hope to make it to one of their concerts. They tend to draw in many female fans which works for me! They mostly play in their hometown of Los Angeles, California, but sometimes go elsewhere to perform. I enjoy keeping up with their twitter page and seeing all the fans talk about going to one of their live concerts. Yeah, one day that will be me. For now, I’ll just turn it up really loud and enjoy this up and coming Hard Rock band.

 

 

I find Dirty Cakes to be a pretty raw band. They dabble in several different Rock genres, but bring it all together nicely and end up creating their own musical statement that is both unique and refreshing. You don’t find that very much in the world of Desert Rock.…

My Dad and Guns

Living out here in Colfax County, New Mexico, it is important that we know how to use a gun. One of the best places out this way to learn more about guns, gun safety, and the ends and outs of shooting is at the NRA Whittington Center here in Colfax County.

 

The first time I went to the Whittington Center was with my dad when I was 14 years old. Before then, I had my own pellet gun I would use to shoot rodents. My dad was ready for me to move up to a rifle, though, because we began having problems with coyotes on our property. He was tired of being the only one to sit up at night to take care of the coyotes and figured I was old enough to help.

Going to the shooting range was one of my favorite memories with my dad. I learned a lot and enjoy the hands-on instruction I was given.

A Visit to the Gabba

So, while I was in Brisbane, Australia, I decided to check out the game of Cricket. I found there were two sporting complexes in the area that weren’t too far away from where I was staying, so I went to the one named Gabba, also known as the Brisbane Cricket Ground. Cricket is the only sport played there. You can also watch the soccer and rugby union play or enjoy a game of Australian rules football. In fact, the Brisbane Lions AFL team and the Queensland Bulls both play at the Gabba.

Before the game, I talk a little bit of a history tour of the Gabba. The land was originally designated as a site for cricket back in 1895. In fact, the first cricket match ever played there was between the press and the parliament in December 1896. Up until 1931, though, no official teams played regularly here. These days, though, the Gabba is one of the few premier venues in Australia for cricket.

Brisbane and the Blazing Heat

So I haven’t updated this for awhile as I have been over in Brisbane Australia on one of my many spur of the moment trips.

My mum has told me for years I should put my impulsive behaviour when it comes to travel to good use. So decided awhile ago I would try my hand at travel writing. Here goes, but I’m sure its more for my amusement then anything else.

Brisbane Australia is the capital of Queensland and is the third largest city of Australia. With its scenic beauty, friendly atmosphere and fine temperate climate, Brisbane Australia draws many tourists both from Australia and around the world. I couldn’t resist a trip to Brisbane. The beautiful Australian city is a cosmopolitan place with superb food and a vibrant, lively arts scene. In Brisbane, although there are modern high-rise buildings with steel structures and glass components, traditional wooden cottages as well as historical buildings can still be found in the city.…

The Water

I can’t believe it’s come to this.
A life in chains or a raised fist.
The chains, that you thought were imposed on you by society, expectations from friends, family, partners, lovers, your upbringing, your own ego and self-belief that everyone is watching, that idea that you are so important. These chains weren’t cast on you by external entities trying to destroy you. They were slung over your shoulders, across your back by yourself. These burdens are yours and your choice.
The names you gave to your self-imposed oppression, your struggle, your fight against them, they were just labels; badges, an identity in order to give you the belief that you are deeper and more interesting than you actually are. You are a label with a rule book you have to adhere to, out of fear you will be outed as a fraud or a traitor to your imaginary cause.
The pursuit to say “I’m an individual” through means of identification with a particular way of life, an ideology, a false truth, a lie.…

Music and the new order of things

Well so much has happened in the last two weeks. Its so hard to try and keep up with things.

 

Trump has got into a position I don’t think he ever dreamed was possible. I honestly think that even he was surprised when he won. He has so much opposition that he is going to have his work cut out of him trying to keep the flies off him.

 

As no surprise to anyone, Hillary started that Trump not excepting the election results would undermine democracy and that their should be a smooth transition of power and that is what makes America great.

Now Jill Stein has decided to kick up a stink raising millions of dollars in crowd funding (which the target keeps getting bumped up higher and higher each time they get close to reaching their target. Even with the recount they know that they arent within smelling distance of a win.…

So? Who’s it gonna be?

trump-vs-clinton

 

So here we finally are we are, one day from deciding who will be the leader of the free world for the next four years. It seems as though we are more more divided but it seems as though there has been a cultural shift not so much in policy and beliefs but the belief that there is establishment that tries to cater to both sides of politics which cannot for fill our needs as humans.

 

People are smart enough now, blacks, Mexicans, whites, the middle class to know that they have been sold out by the Democratic party .Republicans the Democrats the career politicians on both sides of the supposed political spectrum are only looking out for themselves and their buddies, the banks, the military industrial complex, They don’t care about the people they are supposed to represent, they just care about lining their own pockets and insuring the same people who are really pulling the strings are getting a bigger slice of the pie every 4 years.…

Welcome to my World

Hi I’m Simon, and welcome to my blog.

I’m a resident of Cimarron a little village in Colfax County, New Mexico. A small dot on the map surrounded by multiple ranches. You could say this is real cowboy country.

I love the picturesque outdoors of my town and also everything to do with Desert Rock. I have a wide range of hobbies which I’m sure you will get familiar with if you stay tuned as I will be updating the site as much as I can on a regular basis.…