Random thoughts from the weekend that was….
- Got an early jump on the weekend by catching a movie Thursday night, Black Mass, about Whitey Bulger and the Winter Hill Gang that strong-armed Boston in the 70s and 80s. It was enjoyable, Johnny Depp was great, and Julia and I had a good time. It’s based on a true story, but reading this interview with one of the actual people the movie portrays, it may not be quite so accurate. It’s an interesting, and somewhat chilling, read. If you like crime or gangster movies, I recommend it.
- Friday night we went and enjoyed the new — and “here-only-for-a-short-time!” — Ethiopian menu at Burns Street Bistro. It was so friggin’ good it pretty much forced us to go to Big Dipper for ice cream after.
- Saturday morning I was able to spend time with another of my writing and adventuring heroes, Jon Turk. I’ve mentioned him before HERE, and spoke specifically of his most recent big adventure HERE. He’s quite accomplished. I reached out to him after seeing him at the John Vaillant event a few days ago, and he invited me out to breakfast. We had a great conversation. We plan to work together when his new book comes out around this time next year. I’m looking forward to it. He is a very interesting man.
- After breakfast with Turk, Julia and I made a foray up Rock Creek to do some fishing. I had a brand new, if inexpensive, reel to try out as my previous old hand-me-down finally gave up the ghost when we were in Polebridge. It seemed to make a difference. I find I can make some brilliant casts of length and beauty with the wind at my back. In other conditions? Not so much. We were there at the wrong time of day to catch many fish (I caught one) but it was still exhilarating to be out on the water (once the feet and legs got used to the cold!). Late lunch/early dinner was undertaken at Ekstrom’s Stage Station on the way back down out of the canyon, which was fortunate, since they closed for the season the next day.
- Sunday was paperwork catch-up for me and preparation for the coming week while Julia worked at Betty’s, then band practice. American Falcon has been working with a new drummer all summer, a guy Jimmy and I have played with in the past; Jimmy in an actual band, me when he filled in while our Lazerwolfs drummer was in jail (how rock n’ roll is THAT, eh?). His name is Steve Jacobs, and he’s a great guy. The picture below is Jimmy, Steve, and Steve’s wife when we (drunkenly) played in Steve’s garage for his 40th birthday party, exactly 7 years ago today.