# 6890-91 / sports ~ OT - slip sliding away

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IT SEEMED APPROPRIATE AS I SAT WATCHING THE WINTER OLYMPIC opening ceremonies, that I could make a blog entry about my winter sport endeavors. Specifically, to name just one, my multi-year participation in a NE Regional luge league / competition held for a few years in Lake Placid on the Olympic / World Cup sliding track. The results of that endeavor–2 silver medals in 2 season ending tournaments–can be viewed above.

I took to the sport like a duck to water, or as the wife opined, a crazy man on a sled. One could also state, with a high degree of accuracy, that I became addicted to the adrenaline rush that hurdling down an ice covered track, feet first, on your back at 50 MPH+ induces. Gravity and lateral G-forces tend to do that to ones senses.

The league used a start gate just a bit below the women’s Olympic start so participants did not reach the 80-90MPH speeds of the real crazies. The written, I was very proficient on the sled; during a World Cup luge event in Lake Placid, I made a segment for my PBS tv program–I was the producer, writer, and on-air host–Adirondack Outdoors on luge competition during which, between a break in the competition, we duct taped a video camera to my thigh and recorded my run down the track. While in the media truck checking out the video, I became aware of someone looking over my shoulder at the screen. When the footage ended, that person put a hand on my shoulder and said, “Nice run.”–turned out that person was the Olympic USA Luge Team coach.

As an aside to the above, it also occurred to me, as I sat on the couch watching the Olympics all snug and warm, while the outside temp was hovering around -10ºF, that I could also throw in a mention of one of my other winter outdoor passions; 4-5 day, sub-zero backpacking trips into the Adirondack High Peaks. The lowest temp my hiking friend and I encountered while sleeping in a tent was -28ºF.

footnote: I dearly miss both of these activities but, as I am about to enter my 80th year on the planet, they ain’t in my game plan any longer.

above treeline ~ whiteout @ 5,000 ft.

# 6813-17 / travel • golf ~ I apologize

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my 1st tee practice swing

looking back to 1st tee from 1st green

well protected flag

hummocks, swales, elevation changes everywhere

I was gonna try to fool ya, with the barn and old pickup picture, into thinking this is not a golf entry. But, quite obviously, it is. I apologize.

Yesterday, I played the most brutal golf course-Tot Hill Farm GC-I have ever played. A course designed by Mike Strantz, the enfant terrrible of golf course design. His propensity is to create courses where every thing is “over the top”. Or, in other words, to take standard golf course features to extremes.

In the case of Tot Hill Farm, it’s extreme elevation changes together with exaggerated swales and hummocks that create a multitude of uneven lies. To put it bluntly, in 18 holes of golf I did not have a single level lie. As an example, re; the massive elevation changes: simply put, the uphill elevation changes, tee to green, turn a 495 yard (as indicated on the score card), par 5 to playing like a 600+ yard hole. Add uneven lies on every shot and you have a recipe for brutal.

Lest it read as I am whining, it should be noted the the grandson and I are having fun.

FYI, the old pickup picture was made on the golf course. The scene was behind the clubhouse which is, true the to course name, a restored old farm house.

civilized ku # 3590(still life)-92(sports) ~ sorta chained to my desktop

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The first photo book, NEW ORLEANS, of my 3 book train trip trilogy is being printed. Working on book 2, Chicago.

Getting this all together has been a time-consuming challenge. My first edit resulted in 238 "keepers" divided into 3 folders - New Orlean, Chicage and Racine. Next step was to process/convert all of them into snapshot quality pictures. Then came the sequencing edit for the New Orleans photo book followed by adding the snapshot border to each picture. Finally, The book was put together and ordered.

Now it's on to the Chicago book followed by the Racine book. And then, finish the prep work for my July solo exhibition at the Adirondack Lakes Center for the Arts.

In between all the train trip work, I have been able to get out and do a bit of sports / action picture making at the behest of my grandson Hugo, the lacrosse goalie. As a high school freshman, he was a 2nd line forward on the varsity hockey team and is currently the starting goalie on the varsity lacrosse team.