Archive for June, 2021

Day Filthy 13 in Quarantine

got home to the range on June 10th, woke up the 12th and saw this! wowza! everything i’d imagined! nothing but bird song and the river. complete peace and victory too!

another morning on the range, another fab sunrise. i’m still on Scotland time and so am up around 4 a.m. my dad always used to say: if you’re awake, say thanks, and start your day.

looking to the north and the back part of the open range. out there it is wild! the horses are out there but beyond them, who knows.

another sunrise on the range: i’ll be honest! it’s very weird out here alone like this. almost feels like being on the famed “desert island”. for LP’s i have: Al Stewart Year of the Cat, Fleetwood Mac Rumours, Steve Miller Band Greatest Hits, Wings Venus and Mars, Aerosmith Toys in the Attic, Zeppelin Physical Graffiti, T Rex The Slider and Bob Seger Night Moves. that’s it!

we’re out here waiting for our next gig but thank goodness we have some reinforcements moving up. there should be a gang arriving on Tuesday of next week. i hope so! because if i stay out here any longer, on my own, i’ll end up like those 2 guys in the movie: The Lighthouse…

(oh boy… )

sunrise this morning, on day Filthy 13, Friday, June 18th. she’s a doozie. and thank goodness for the splash of rain! i was up around 3 a.m. and saw the lightning flashing to the south, no thunder! i took a stroll on the front lawns and the fireflies… wow. what scenes they create. thank goodness they don’t fly in pairs… if you get my drift.

no art! my painting supplies are still in O Town. i’ll be going there next week to get them. and my guitar!

Back in Canada

but we’re not home! right now i’m in the hotel lock up going on 3 days. home is a short 5 or 6 hours up the highway when they let us out. i’ve got a little blue car waiting for me and up there where i come from, is a river!

the grand and glorious sunsets at the town of Ayr! we certainly saw some beauties and thank goodness this time around we shot some video! most of them i posted to my youtube channel yesterday. we left the town of Ayr at 2 a.m. June 6th. hustled up to the Glasgow airport for 6 a.m. went to Schiphol for 9 a.m. and away to Canada, 7 hours, Schiphol to Toronto. it was a great day for flying and KLM took very good care of us.

the sunrise at Ayr was also amazing. and the swans… what lovely and elegant creatures. i loved watching them swim past. i could definitely hear The Swan (Saint-Saens) playing in my mind as i watched them work their way past me.

one last look at the scenes around the town of Ayr at sunrise-they really gave me and Joe the clubhouse seats in this town! the free show was on going, looking out those windows.

one last look at the studio! that last day for the few of us they had come in started at 650 a.m. and ended at 1045 p.m.! when i walked out of there for the last time i was thinking i sure am glad they don’t need us on Friday!

flying into Schiphol on KLM. beautiful morning for a flight and we were all glad to be on it! this covid bizz makes getting around from place to place a bit of a hassle… still worth it though! the grand scenes in every direction over 40 plus days: wowza! what an adventure!

one last look at Scotland, down there somewhere is the town of Glasgow. it was another beauty flight, NOT packed in like sardines but this time given the run of the place! and those super gorgeous KLM stewardesses certainly took great care of us!

right back where we started: at Pearson International, Sunday afternoon, June 6th. goodness by the time we got off the plane, through customs, and over to the Sheraton for lock up, this boy was TRASHED! all used up. so i was happy to hit the bunk and try and sleep it off.

now if they asked me to go again: you bet i’d be on board with that trip! but the next trip for me is north! to the great Manitoulin Island! a few days on the range is going to be exactly what the doctor ordered!

the mighty skies in Scotland

we’re on the beach in the town of Ayr, on light duty as the boss has cut us some slack. truth is the boss has let us go and so we’re free range until Sunday when we get our bug out papers. and so this boy has been riding the rails! went down to the town of Stranraer the other day, beauty! then up to the town of Helensburgh, that was yesterday, also very beauty! but today we’re chilling at the ocean view crib and i just saw four large swans swimming past. wow. the sky is blue but the Firth of Clyde is a deeper blue.

the photo above, that was last night, June 1st. wowza.

on the Helensburgh Pier, June 1. what a scene! tide was out and that ocean air was a bit… hmmm. how shall we say it? well let’s just say there was no shortage of critters left high and dry while those ocean waters receded. nothing a 2 o’clock tipple couldn’t take care of! (ha!)

our last evening in Stirling: the skies as seen from that walk way across the tracks. that town had it all in the sky department! and my little Scottish gal pal… she didn’t come by to send me on my way the next morning… (blues song goes in here.)

the beach at Ayr, on May 25th. the bosses moved us out of Stirling and put us up in a swanky crib just 2 minutes up from the beach. that crib was bells on wheels but one of the boys came down with something on May 26th and the next thing you know: the covid alarm was ringing and me and joe were moved out on the 27th! of course it was all a false alarm.

that night, May 26th, i was working up a hunger but we were late getting back from the office and all the stores were closed! you see i had my mind made up about doing some home cooking at the swanky new crib. anyway, i found myself at the Ayr India diner and this was the view outside the window where i was parked. holy wowza!

swans on the Firth of Clyde: lovely looking birds and there are 14 of them here. what elegance!

some of the office troop enjoying the sunset as seen from the Ayr Pier on May 29th. you see by this point in time that news story came in about the 215 killed in action at the Kamloops Indian Residential School and quite a few of us older guys, well we’ve lived through a few things and some of us are up close to what happened. i never went to I.R.S. but what went through something different, and very costly as half the boys are dead and the other half missing in action.

what happened is on Monday, May 31, the top bosses allowed us natives to have a ceremony down by the river, a little something to honour those KIA. one of the lads, Micmac, led the ceremony with a brief speech to those who weren’t in the know about Canada and the IRS, a prayer in his language, a moment of silence, an honour song in the Anishnabe language, and then placing of tobacco, into the river. all of which meant something to me as father with 2 daughters. what struck me the most though, was when the honour song was over and we were all turned at the same time, all of us natives, in 200 years ago era outfits, to walk toward the river to place the tobacco. the local folks up on the hill observed this and i’m not sure what reaction they were having, seeing this. but as an anishnabe person, watching the scene, it rattled me down to the core.