Wednesday, December 15, 2010
Monday, December 13, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Instead of sending my traditional Christmas card this year, I have decided to do something more ecological and economical. While teaching at the local elementary school, I have seen how many families really need financial help this year, and how many kids need simple items such as hats and gloves. So that is where my Christmas card money will be going this year; to those who really need it. Our card is below.
The Bacastow's 2010
The year 2010 has been really good to us. Ashley turned five in January and lost her first tooth this year. January and February were spent playing in the deep snowfall. In April we camped at Cape Henlopen before heading to Bethany Beach for Easter with the family. In May I graduated with my Art Education Certificate, and I am currently subbing art in a local elementary school for five weeks. The kids finished school in June, and then Clay headed to his first overnight camp experience at Camp Tockwogh. After five nights, I could not wait to pick him up! Clay turned 9 in July, and did his first mountain bike race this summer. Mark's bike team won second place in the 24 hour Champion Challenge race at Seven Springs. Our garden was bountiful with vegetables, herbs, and even hops for Mark's homebrews. We spent the summer cooling off in the Brandywine Creek with friends, and spent many weekends at the cottage with the family. The kids have been busy with school, soccer, playing with friends, and are both doing really well!! Ashley loves her dance class and is in her first recital this month! November was spent here with my family from California, and we hosted Thanksgiving for the first time at our house. We are grateful every day that we are so blessed. We pray that each and every one of you have a blessed and joyous holiday. We love you all. Peace.
Friday, December 3, 2010
Monday, November 15, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
Monday, November 1, 2010
Tuesday, October 5, 2010
Man I love Halloween, but Shoot where does the time go? Can't believe they are 10months and 4 in the last pics, we had a blast that year. I think it was the last year clay stuck with me, he lost his hat running after the 12 year old neighbor kids. I asked them what kind of tricks they were playing.
Wednesday, September 29, 2010
Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
Wednesday, August 25, 2010
Monday, August 23, 2010
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Monday, August 9, 2010
Thursday, July 29, 2010
Friday, July 23, 2010
We push ourselves hard, there is not time to waste, for things that unnecessarily slow you.
Another example I wrecked with a car. I knew it was my fault, not smart riding. No right to get pissed, be sorry and glad you are alright. No right to get pissed.
I think the natural hormones give you some edge. The Unnaturally derived ones throw people over the top, don't do that. Staying cool is very important. And steriods are def not cool, unless you are dying some sick disease.
Don't expect patience with someone whose body is depleted. And Unecessary anger beware. Why are drivers mad and why do they go fast only to slow down. must just like burn gas. Cool, maybe if you have a straight away and miles of freedom but during local rush hour, very un.
big pickup as we got the green he makes his left, I am on in a blind spot on his right stampin on the pedals and he turns a quick right into the gas station. I couldn't tell if he
signaled or not from where I was. stuck, neck and shoulders out and brunted
it off his door and mirror. We both stop. Nice guy. I wasn't hurt, I was more concern that my wheel in tack, was just leaving WC. Dude was worried he killed me. I said no my fault, shouldn't been assuming you were going straigt. shooks hands and parted ways. Glad he didn't care
Hope I didn't dent the door too bad.
This morning wizzing traffic on 322. I am on the shoulder start heading up hill
after the power station going to WC. Out of the saddle head focued about15 feet
out, going about 20 look up and a fucking metal work road sign right in front of me (
I saw it yesterday late too but no cars were coming) no where to go. cars in
sucession and no way around the sign. Barreled right into it. took it down and
myself too. Twisted the ankle and brushed the elbow on something. Cars
must of had a good laugh. I hit the fucking thing like a bowling pin. Picked up
the bike and the fucking shifter is fucking skipping. God dam.
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Yesterday's coverage was spotty, Never really had good footage, but the road must have been like black ice. Verses manages to cram in more commercial footage than race coverage. Yeah, American mainstream is awful, but what the heck can we do but hope for intelligent companies to make changes.
Not sure how Lance got dropped on sector 5. He did manage a very strong pull on sector 7. Those cobbles are definitely not for the skinny climbers. Boxed rims and 28 were in order. Fabian is the man. My long shot hope for GC was Vande Velde, Now I guess I can hope for Evan's or Andy and still would be exciting to see Lance make a miracle. Alberto did ride well especially on the cobbles, why does Vino drop his man. So much for his early Statement. Maybe he didn't see his man dropped, but there were only 5 guys in that group.
Tuesday, June 22, 2010
Wednesday, June 16, 2010
Monday, May 31, 2010
Saturday, May 29, 2010
Wednesday, May 26, 2010
I can tell you I will miss him. Miss seeing him smile and shake hands whenever we saw each other. Even though we didn't ride much together anymore, it wasn't really about riding as much as it was being part of a group, a community that shared in laughter and fun. It is time to tip our hats with utmost respect for a great community leader. The past time he loved and shared with so many people, we can only hope to do the same. I think we can all say Bud epitomized a stand up, proactive and good person. Rest in Peace.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Thursday, May 20, 2010
Tuesday, May 11, 2010
Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Thursday, April 22, 2010
Monday, April 19, 2010
Thursday, April 15, 2010
Monday, April 12, 2010
Friday, March 19, 2010
I am still pulling thorn splinters from my arm from clearing some trail and making water flow in other directions, this past weekend. Great night spent out in the ruins, but the 3 hours of SS has my whole body a little sore, wait maybe that is the abuse and lack of sleep. It is a cumulative affect. So I am getting good at complaining, but in reality the small things are the most important and there is truly not that much to not be happy about just stuff to look forward to .
Friday, March 12, 2010
Friday, March 5, 2010
Saturday, February 27, 2010
Monday, February 22, 2010
Monday, February 15, 2010
Thursday, February 4, 2010
Monday, February 1, 2010
Thursday, January 28, 2010
Monday, January 25, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Thursday, January 7, 2010
A few Days after Christmas I took my flintlock out for a walk at Marsh Creek. The picture below is the far northwesterly corner of the park. Most of Marsh Creek is a man made lake. This is the actual stream that flows into the lake. It was very windy and cold, I walked between the PA turn pike and this creek. I was suprized at the flow the stream carried. The terrian is very very rocky, big round rocks. Across the stream there are steep knobs with more jagged rocks. Potentially an sweet technical rockier than FC red/white, type terrian, for a trail. As I slowly walked upstream, I saw three deer parallelling me on the other side of the stream up the hill, about 150 yards away. No way of making that shot with a Flintlock. The lead deer was a large buck. I could see the white of his horns pretruding straight forward from his head. We paralleled each other for a while and they eventually went up the hill to the top. I later spotted a bunch of doe up the same way. Unfortunately, the land was post as a nature preserve across the stream. I could have easily cross, but I stayed low and never took a shot. When I left I look towards the preserve and saw about 20-30 deer spread out in the field.