New site launch. The Gailer School

Here is another Wordpress site. This was a fun site to design as I am fond of grunge and the hand made look. You can see the full site here.

Two in one week! OMG!

Yes, it's been a crazy month! Two sites launched in one week. Yikes! But, I did it! Here is Greenhaven Gardens, a local nursery. Their site came together just in time for summer. Check it out.

Another Website Launch!

This weeks site is Parenting on Track. I am very proud of this site. The biggest challenge here was organizing the information. They had a lot on offer and it all needed to found quickly and easily on a logical path for parents of all kinds. I think it work out really well. Check it out.

New website Launch

Just Launched a new site for Alex MacDonald Construction. Check it out here.

Latest Project complete - The Gailer School view book

Just picked this up from the printers today. Always love picking up freshly printed work. A 24 page two color book.

Massive Attack's Angel Video

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ygw2zmEVsvc&feature=related

My own "Gaurdian Angel" video

Amazing Video Pulled fom the Archives

I just found about about this amazing short film shot days before the earthquake of 1906. It shows a very different time, cars, horse and buggy, trams and pedestrians moving around before traffic rules and stop lights. If the video does not play go here.

Africa Djolie Performance at Rhino Fest 2010

By the way... that's me on the left back stage and Ainaka at the front center!

Bog River - Part 2

So... thus far we have spent basically one full 24 hour period in Bog River, set-up camp at two locations about 4 miles apart, paddled about 12 miles, drank two warm PBRs, been bitten by dozens of mosquitoes and leaches - including a large family of which Bill took a liking to and wanted me to just let them suck my blood in peace (no way!). Now we are into day three. The weather is nice, not great... just nice. Cloudy but warm. A day trip further up river and lunch on a little peninsula. The kids are having a great time! We arrive back at site 11 and start dinner... chili. Dinner tastes great, add some wine and the last of the PBRs and off to bed. Oh, mixed in there is a wood gathering trip across the river by Bill and I. We absolutely fill my canoe and are forced to but, are more than willing, swim back dragging the canoe. The cool fresh water is so nice after all the sweaty work.
So, back to the end of the evening... all are in bed and the rain begins. All night, all day and all night! It wasn't all bad. I had enough scotch in my coffee by noon to be comfortably numb. I battled the rain and managed to get a fire going (try finding dry kindling after 16 hours of rain!) which lasted into the night. The fire was such a necessary source of warmth and entertainment for the adults and the kids. I think we all would have gone a little crazy. I reached my ropes end at about 8:30PM. As we are starting the tarp the rain picks up our tent fly had reached saturation point and was dripping inside, the floor was leaking and a puddle was forming in the corner. Shelly helped me string up a tarp over our tent but, water was running down the inside of my sleeves, that was it! It was all too much. We had run out of warm PBR's so there was little left to numb the nerves. I was definitely into leaving the next day regardless of the weather. We had talked about staying if the sun came out but, I don't think any amount of sun would have dried out everything and EVERYTHING was soaked!

The next morning was easier. The rain had slowed to an occasional drizzle and after the 30 hours of downpour this was nothing. We packed up everything not caring too much about dirt and pine needles. I think our tent had doubled it's weight when bagged with all the moisture and organic material. Luckily the alcohol(well, maybe not so lucky) and water had been consumed so we evened out the weight gained and lost to balance the canoe. We made it to the dam, portaged and then a quick stop for lunch, cold of course. Didn't even bother taking off the rain jackets and life jackets. We finished with a leisurely paddle back and off to Rochester. Whew, what a trip.

Bog River - Part 1

Now that we are back in society visiting friends in Rochester I can look back and reflect upon the five days of canoe camping. We left VT on Thursday only 4 hours later than our intended departure time. Not too bad I think. I did drive to Dick's Camping goods and Home Depot half an hour away for some last minute supplies: an inflatable mattress; lantern; 100ft of rope. This trip had already been turning into the trip of delays. The day before I, with some help from Bobby, were finishing mounting the new gunnels and seats in the canoe. I would not advise doing this kind of work under the lights from the outside of the garage at 10PM. We hit the road by 2PM and arrived at the put-in around 5:30PM. By six we were on our way. Bog River is not as quiet and private as we had hoped so, we take the first empty site, number 2, on a small peninsula with a fire pit and one good tent spot. Not really ideal for two families. We set-up and spent the night with a nice campfire, smores and a good night sleep.
The next day we set off for some exploring and found a new site, number 11. Very beautiful and several good tent sites, private and good water access. The trouble is, 4 miles and a portage away from site 2 and it's 4:30PM. Group consensus is to make the switch. One parent stays here with the kids and the other three adults paddle back, break down camp, load up and paddle back. I have my reservations but, I agree to go along for the ride. Well, after Shelly and I managed the portage just as dark was taking over it was warm PBR time. After you get the first one down the next is much easier. After all the work the slow paddle for the last mile and a half is amazing. The moonlight and the stars provide just enough light to navigate. The water is like glass and our paddles are the only man made sounds above the crickets and frogs. This is what I came here for.

Nature is undeniably erotic.

This is one of the beautiful and erotic forms nature takes... the closed flower of a cucumber plant. I love the rich colors and the lack of straight lines. I'm looking at my garden again with fresh eyes and a new energy.