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Birthday, Part 2

A couple of weeks ago, Motor Man and I learned of the Black Bear Festival (June 1 and 2 this year) in Plymouth, NC. Plymouth is a little over an hour and a half from Roanoke Rapids, where we had gone to the Sawyer Brown concert Friday evening.

Saturday morning, we motored on to Plymouth, where we found a HUGE gathering of folks for that festival. This is the fifth year, and it is obviously a very popular event. We drove around for a while until we happened upon a fairly close parking space.

Motor Man had read that they were offering airboat rides, and since that’s one “mode of transportation” we’ve never experienced, we set out to buy tickets for a ride.

Along the way, we came across this “long, lanky cowboy”:

We bought our tickets for the airboat and waited our turn. It was a rather long wait, but we found seats in the shade and enjoyed a nearby band playing beach music. We’ve never encountered nicer people anywhere in our travels.

Then it was time to don our life jackets and ear protectors and get ready to ride.

The first thing Motor Man looked at was the engine: a GM, but he wasn’t able to determine what size. The wife of the airboat owner/driver was in charge of the rides, and had the cutest look on her face when Motor Man asked her about the engine. (It’s the same look I have when folks ask me about engines.) The airboat ride was very popular, so her husband and Motor Man didn’t have time to “talk engines”.

This video wasn’t from our ride, but it gives you an idea of what we experienced. It was a perfect day for the festival AND boat rides.

 

We had fun!

As we were making our way back to our vehicle, we were just in time for the motor bike stunt show.  These  guys were amazing. They started off doing some wheelies.  See that ramp in the background?

This was the reason for that ramp:

Although I’d seen similar events on tv, seeing it in person was unbelievable.

I do believe this rider was looking directly at me.  Hey, buddy, thanks for being part of my birthday celebration!

And….the birthday posts continue next week. (Bored yet?)  Have a great weekend everyone!

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

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Birthday, Part One

Beginning several years ago, I decided that birthdays should be celebrated longer than just one day. I mean, really, if we have to grow older, there should be some advantages other than Medicare and senior discounts.

So my birthday celebration for this year began last Friday. Motor Man and I headed to Roanoke Rapids, NC for a Sawyer Brown concert. Since that’s about an hour and a half from home, we booked a hotel room, so we wouldn’t be driving home so late.

We checked into our hotel, relaxed for a while, then Motor Man suggested that we get to the venue early in order to get as close a parking spot as possible. There was a threat for bad weather later in the evening.

After finding a parking place, we sat and chatted, and Motor Man casually asked if I had our tickets. “Yep, right here in my wallet”,  I replied. Well, no….they were NOT in my wallet. And nowhere in my purse.  At Motor Man’s suggestion, I headed into the arena, knowing there was nothing that could be done.

Up to the box office window, I carried my trembling self, and, almost in tears, told the lady that I didn’t have my tickets. In her sweet Carolina drawl, she said: “Well, honey, I can just reprint them for you!”. She asked my name and address, and in less than a minute, I was holding our tickets. …our 2nd row tickets, mind you.  Yes, relieved was the word.

We also had passes for the Meet and Greet prior to the show.  And, let’s just say that we missed the call for THAT. (Long story, but there were so many people in the lobby, we just didn’t hear the man when he called for those with passes to assemble.) Are you seeing a pattern here?  So, once again, I took my trembling self over to the merchandise table to ask if we had indeed missed Meet and Greet. And was told that yes,  we had. But, the band’s staff member pulled some strings and told us to come with him.  (Keep in mind, this is about 30 minutes before showtime.)

Two of the band members, “Hobie” Hubbard and Mark Miller, came out of the tour bus and had pictures taken with Motor Man and me.

Now, THAT’S customer service.

We had a wonderful time at the show. The policy is no flash photos, so I didn’t get great pics. But this shows just how close we were to the stage.

The band was performing their final song of the night, when, suddenly and without any warning, everything went dark.  That “possible” severe weather had arrived.

The emergency power came on in a few minutes, and Mark asked everyone to sing along on the chorus of “Some Girls Do”. It was a great way to end the show.

And I still haven’t found those original tickets…

~These Days Of Mine~

 

Smokin’ On The Beach

Motor Man and I have seen some sights during our many trips to Carova, NC over the past several years.

But, this was a first (for us):

We were told that it happened late Saturday night and was caused by the transmission overheating. Thankfully, no one was hurt.

Wild horses on the beach pictures will resume in my next Carova post.  They certainly provide prettier photos.

(I had thought to make this a “Wordless Wednesday” post, but decided my readers would probably like a little information.)

~These Days Of Mine~

 

She Flies Because…

“Our flag does not fly because the wind moves it. It flies with the last breath of each soldier who died protecting it.”

(Unknown)

 

Random Five Friday

Just ’cause it’s been a while since I’ve shared random thoughts:

1.) These pics were on my Facebook page, but thought I’d also share them here. My Mother’s Day was wonderful: breakfast with my two guys and special gifts from both of them. Marshall’s gave me one of his 3D shadowbox designs that he created just for me.

Motor Man’s gift was a hummingbird feeder, which now hangs right in front of our kitchen window.

2.) Remember this picture I shared in a previous post of Motor Man taking his “physical therapy”?

Evidently that therapy must have been just the “ticket”. I’m happy to report that he was released from the orthopedist this week. We’re thankful that his broken shoulder didn’t require surgery.

3.) We made a trip to the Outer Banks earlier this week to visit with some friends who are vacationing there. The four of us went riding to see horses, had lunch and spent some time catching up. It was a good time. My apologies to my FB friends for the repeat photos today.

4.) The annual Memorial Service is this Sunday at the cemetery in my little home town. This tradition goes back many, many years.  It seems the weather that day is either very cool or extremely hot. The latter seems to be what we’ll have for this year’s service: Sunday’s forecast is for temps around 90. We’ll definitely be seeking a shady spot to set up the chairs.

5.) Our home computer is just about out of space….that’s understandable, considering all the pictures I take (mostly of horses).  So, Motor Man and I recently went “window shopping”, and we think we’ve chosen a replacement. I’m so nervous about taking the old computer to the experts to have everything transferred to the new one. Silly? Maybe. But just think of all the room I’ll have for….more pictures!

So, if I’m missing from blogland for a few days, I’m just waiting to bring home the new computer. (Or trying to figure out how to use it….)

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

 

The Best Part of Blogging

Since I began blogging in 2010, I have made some very special friends in the blogosphere. And I’ve had the pleasure of meeting in person several of those bloggers.

Last week, I added another one to that list: a very special one.

Beth Ann is the author of the blog “It’s Just Life“.  Through her “Comments For A Cause”, she has a wonderful way of using her blog to give back to worthwhile charitable organizations. Each month, Beth Ann chooses a charity that’s special to her. At the end of the month, she and her husband, Chris, donate 50-cents to that charity for each comment left on her blog.

You may recall that a few months ago, she chose The Corolla Wild Horse Fund as her charity after reading about “my” wild horses on my blog. You know how much that meant to me.

Last week, Beth Ann and Chris visited the Corolla area of the Outer Banks. And, yes, the four of us met in person. Although they had taken an “official” horse tour earlier during their visit, Motor Man and I  invited them to ride on the beach with us. We were happy to see so many horses and to take them to parts of the beach their other tour didn’t cover.

She and I were thrilled to see two of the new babies born so far this season.

After the tour, the four of us enjoyed a leisurely lunch.  The conversation and laughter never stopped.

Beth Ann brought me a sweet little gift bag with items from the town of Brevard, NC, where they’ve lived for several years. Apparently white squirrels are very prevalent in Brevard: who knew?

Beth Ann has a huge collection of tea pots, and since it was her birthday week, I thought a tea pot would make a nice gift. I brought her one from the Bacon’s Castle gift shop. And of course, a calendar of some of my wild horse pictures.

Motor Man and I so enjoyed our time spent with Beth Ann and Chris. On our way home, we agreed that, if we all lived in the same town, the four of us would probably be good friends.

We look forward to visiting their area in the future, so they can show us around their town. Maybe we’ll get to see those white squirrels.

~These Days Of Mine~

 

 

 

Old Brick Church

(Portions of today’s post are copied from one I published in 2011.)

You may recall previous posts mentioning the cemetery in my hometown. Although it was officially “Lawnes Creek Parish”, for as long as anyone remembers, it’s been known as “Old Brick Church”.  Graves there include those of my ancestors on both the maternal and paternal sides of my family.

The cemetery surrounds the ruins of the old church.

My late sister, June,  took this picture many years ago, showing a portion of the ruins. You can see the brace around the exterior of the walls to provide support.

Sadly, Hurricane Isabel in 2003, toppled several huge old trees in the cemetery, causing severe damage to the ruins. The brace was no match for the power of that storm.

It was a heartbreaking sight. When Marshall and I first saw it, I cried, and I think he was holding back tears.

In addition to the devastation to the church ruins, numerous tombstones were displaced and broken by the uprooted trees.

Removing the trees and replacing/repairing the tombstones took quite some time. After the trees were gone, it was easy to see how badly the church had been damaged.

The decision was made to retain and restore as much of the church ruins as possible.

A few years ago, I was honored to be asked to serve as secretary for the association that maintains the cemetery. The committee is made up of hometown folks I’ve known since my childhood. It’s a friendly, informal group.

Last Saturday, we held one of our clean-up days in preparation for this month’s memorial service. It was a breezy, chilly day, but perfect for pictures.

The Old Brick Church is across a highway and field from Bacon’s Castle.  I seem to feel the same about both properties: I can never have too many photos of them.

~These Days Of Mine~