OK. Here are a couple of pics from when my Ku-u-i-Pu & I lived, literally, on the Dock of the Bay in Sandy Beach, Baja Vallejo. This is the place where Jack London was rescued after his drunken swim/suicide attempt down the Carquinez Straits that he wrote about in Chapter 12 of John Barleycorn. The bar where he began that adventure was the same one in Benicia where I sold the local Newspapers when I was 10.
Here's my Fat posterior hanging at #32. You can see the old ammo magazines on Mare Island hill in the background. A few subs have come through here in their time.
My sig picture was taken at #9 Sandy Beach Rd as well. Mt Tamalpais Fujilike across San Pablo Bay.
Here's some pics of our 105-year-old adobe hacienda in Belen/Bethlehem, NM. Outside view of Festung Belen/Rancho De Los Weehee:
The living room. Note the deer antler door handle and rifle loop for fighting off Redlegs, hostiles & other general Owlhoots:
My Kitchen:
My hallway/music room. Notice the buit in bookshelves for my library:
Rancho De Los Weehee in the snow:
Hanging with my Indi'n brothers and sisters at the big Gathering of Nations Pow-wow:
Credo Quia Absurdum
E. Clampus Vitus
