Carolyn and I got up at 4:00 yesterday morning and missed seeing Keegan off by five minutes. Very disappointing; we were there at the agreed time, but the airport rounded up passengers and put them in a holding area. We could see him and he could see us but there was no way we could give him a hug from 30 yards away. His dad and sister got to see him for two minutes. We watched his plane leave and turn for Charlotte and then we sadly drove home. He called his dad from Charlotte and again last evening from San Antonio; he was scheduled to be in Japan this morning, our time. Later last evening, he phoned his dad to tell him the flight had been canceled due to weather and the airline was putting him and two other airmen up in a motel. Apparently he will be in San Antonio until sometime tonight or tomorrow when he will finally leave for Seattle and Tokyo. He is very disgusted, but he did find the other airmen to buddy with which has to be making it easier on him; I know we are relieved that he has company. His new friends are both headed for Japan, too.
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I was and still am ill; the RA has me so sore I can hardly move. After leaving the airport, I returned home and back to bed. I slept a restless slumber for a few more hours, arose and decided I wanted to try to get some pics. Just after noon, I drove to Watauga Lake, but the colors there were disappointing. From there we journeyed across the mountain to Dennis Cove and found the color spotty at best; plenty of yellows but very little red and orange. The red maples for the most part were showing only yellow leaves. On up on Walnut Mountain we found only spots of decent reds, but hardly anything outstanding enough for shooting. We stooped on the mountainside and picnicked in the Escape; I was too sore to move about. We crossed the mountain and finally came to the abandoned church I love so much but the colors there were of low intensity. So off we went to the Christmas tree farms on Buck Mountain but it was late and I was shooting nearly directly into the sun and all my shots have lens flares. By that time, I was worn to a frazzle and we drove home where I returned to bed and stayed there until 10:00 this morning. I still fell badly, but not so as much as yesterday.
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Just writing this has me worn out, so I will bid you adieu until tomorrow; have a good Sunday, my friends.
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I was and still am ill; the RA has me so sore I can hardly move. After leaving the airport, I returned home and back to bed. I slept a restless slumber for a few more hours, arose and decided I wanted to try to get some pics. Just after noon, I drove to Watauga Lake, but the colors there were disappointing. From there we journeyed across the mountain to Dennis Cove and found the color spotty at best; plenty of yellows but very little red and orange. The red maples for the most part were showing only yellow leaves. On up on Walnut Mountain we found only spots of decent reds, but hardly anything outstanding enough for shooting. We stooped on the mountainside and picnicked in the Escape; I was too sore to move about. We crossed the mountain and finally came to the abandoned church I love so much but the colors there were of low intensity. So off we went to the Christmas tree farms on Buck Mountain but it was late and I was shooting nearly directly into the sun and all my shots have lens flares. By that time, I was worn to a frazzle and we drove home where I returned to bed and stayed there until 10:00 this morning. I still fell badly, but not so as much as yesterday.
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Just writing this has me worn out, so I will bid you adieu until tomorrow; have a good Sunday, my friends.
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