g'day from chester...

dad mentioned that i don't make it very clear where i am. i'm in chester dad - mile 1335 roughly... i'm at some great trail angels' house. meredith picked headbanger, me and team canada up from the trail head, dropped the canadians at a motel, and brought headbanger and i home. we had chicken parmigiana with polenta, salad and beans for tea, with lemonade cake and ice cream for desert, and wine and coffee... it's a very beautiful house, and i'm cowboying in the backyard, hoping to see a coyote (one apparently visited last night)....

a couple of nights ago we ate dinner in a resort place the trail runs through... i use the term resort loosely.



this first shot is headbanger's burger. i got a better shot which portrays its dimensions more accurately, but doesn't show anything else...



















the second is chris and nicole, and some of their dinner...












the third is headbanger's valiant effort eating his hamburger. it took considerable effort.



this is completely irrelevant, but recently i was camping alone, and it was early morning and i was lying in bed eating my muesli which mum & dad brought from australia because they seriously have nothing like it here. and i was very dopey because i was on every migraine drug i had, and i was staring at the huge pine or fir in front of me when a humming bird came zipping through. they are so amazing: ridiculously tiny; they remain stationary in the air, and then zip to another space, where they will briefly remain. it was so fast and i was so dopey that i can't quite remember what it looked like, but it seemed to have a fabulously metallic green and blue sheen, and appeared to move backwards as well as forwards through the air...