Showing posts with label Ireland. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ireland. Show all posts
27 May 2010
07 May 2009
SwampBilly in Europe
Sorry for the lack of blog activity people, but as many of you know, I was off on a 18 day trip and Kelly went off to Barcelona.
The good news is we'll have plenty of blog posts for ya now that we're back.
My trip started with my monthly coaching trip to Gottingen. This time I had Gibby, Drunk Dave, Bingo and SwampBilly with me as we were en route to the Box tournament in Prague the next week.
After the tournament I had a few stops to make, so it was going to be one of my longest solo trips to date.

Billy had so much fun in Gottingen & Prague, that he canceled his return flight to Florida and made the journey with me to Vienna, Munich, Gottingen and back to Ireland.
Problem was that Billy had so many bags, he looked like my sherpa...which of course turned into both of us referring to him as Tenzing Norgay, world famous Sherpa who accompanied Sir Edmund Hilary to the top of Everest in 1953.




Ok, I'm kidding. Although it was cold and rainy it was still a great day. Besides, you can never question Billy's toughness.
Thanks again Billy, great trip.
More posts to come about our time in Prague, Vienna, Munich and Gottingen.
More posts to come about our time in Prague, Vienna, Munich and Gottingen.
03 May 2009
Flat Marley goes all Neolithic on your Butt

It's a big earth mound, built around a stacked stone chamber, into which rays of sunshine penetrate through a special passage above the door at dawn of the winter solstice.
That plus the human remains found inside lead historians to think it was some kind of sacred temple. There are other similar burial mounds in the area marking the summer solstice and the spring & autumn equinoxes in the same fashion. Fairly impressive engineering & dedication for the Stone Age, eh?
Regardless of all that, I prefer to think of Newgrange, and its 30 or so brethren in the area, as Irish folklore has for hundreds of years....as Fairy Mounds. Irish Fairies weren't no tiny, winged tinkerbells either but scary, bad-ass muthahs. Great and terrible warriors, magical, vindictive, fierce - something dark to scare the little ones with in bedtime stories. Mwuahhaahaha.
And if you are wondering just who or what in tarnation is a Flat Marley you might wanna check out the previous post first.....
E. shows F.M. how to live pre-historically.
C. tries to make himself as flat as possible for a photo with F.M. after a walk in the rain.
After all the culture and weather we decided to treat Flat Marley to an ice cream (with a hot whiskey for me). Thanks to E. A. & C. for inviting Flat Marley and I to join them on the day's outing.
-k.
31 December 2008
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