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Theodore
I gotta move
If you want to read about our dry-brain child sex panic fantasists you have to take our 50 kurbillion rectally-inserted tracking widgets. *spits*
DdBob
Dogue in teh desert
teh irony is that as a 'mericuhn actually located in Tuckson I myself can't even access the website because I use ad block and ghostery, same goes for many news websites. even a few weather ones whilst not outright blocking me will constantly ask me to whitelist them ...Accuweatrher likes to remind me "this is the 23rd page you have viewed, please consider whitelisting us"...fuck you! I refuse to white list any of these douchebags ....Bring back geocities
Theodore
I gotta move
teh irony is that as a 'mericuhn actually located in Tuckson I myself can't even access the website because I use ad block and ghostery, same goes for many news websites. even a few weather ones whilst not outright blocking me will constantly ask me to whitelist them ...Accuweatrher likes to remind me "this is the 23rd page you have viewed, please consider whitelisting us"...fuck you! I refuse to white list any of these douchebags ....Bring back geocities
You need noscript. *spits*
DdBob
Dogue in teh desert
I'll give it a try. I was looking at them a few weeks back and saw that one mentioned a lot but I've had the two I mentioned for probably 7 years and they were working but I did see No script was the most recommended. Thanks for being a helper!
Theodore
I gotta move
Might not be right for you but I like being able to run certain scripts and not others, or give temporary permission.
OGG
Master of the Meh
Ho Lee Phok!Sunset over an Indian Reservation in East Oregon.
DdBob
Dogue in teh desert
you can tell that's not Kansas *spits*
parrotheada1a
Resident Pitmaster
So I took a trip down to Minuteman NP on Saturday morning. FYI, if anyone goes, make sure to stay on the trails & roads. In the summer there is poison ivy EVERYWHERE. In wooded areas there are deer ticks too. The day was glorious... temps in the mid 70's and humidity had dropped like a rock overnight. The original files are huge... these are about 1/4 size.
There were road markers like this throughout the park. Originally there were stone mileposts near these spots. The road was called The Bay Road, and went 16+ miles from Boston out to Concord MA.
enhIMG_0140 by Jim S, on Flickr
An old stone fence. FYI, back in colonial times, lots of these woodlands didn't exist. They were grazing pastures for cattle, sheep & horses. Lincoln MA
enhIMG_0145 by Jim S, on Flickr
A fenceline out in the woods, Lincoln MA
enhIMG_0149 by Jim S, on Flickr
This is out on The Bay Road, near Hartwell's Tavern. Lincoln MA.
enhIMG_0176 by Jim S, on Flickr
Remember what I said about poison ivy? Here's a good example. I could be wrong but I think it's an ash. This is right across the road from the tavern. Looked to be about 70-80 feet tall, with the bottom of the tree covered in poison ivy 30+ feet up.
enhIMG_0179 by Jim S, on Flickr
There were road markers like this throughout the park. Originally there were stone mileposts near these spots. The road was called The Bay Road, and went 16+ miles from Boston out to Concord MA.
enhIMG_0140 by Jim S, on FlickrAn old stone fence. FYI, back in colonial times, lots of these woodlands didn't exist. They were grazing pastures for cattle, sheep & horses. Lincoln MA
enhIMG_0145 by Jim S, on FlickrA fenceline out in the woods, Lincoln MA
enhIMG_0149 by Jim S, on FlickrThis is out on The Bay Road, near Hartwell's Tavern. Lincoln MA.
enhIMG_0176 by Jim S, on FlickrRemember what I said about poison ivy? Here's a good example. I could be wrong but I think it's an ash. This is right across the road from the tavern. Looked to be about 70-80 feet tall, with the bottom of the tree covered in poison ivy 30+ feet up.
enhIMG_0179 by Jim S, on Flickr
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parrotheada1a
Resident Pitmaster
Back to the Tavern, Park Ranger Jeff was doing a colonial muster, using t he assembled horde as militamen. After the muster, he did a musket firing demo in the horse paddock next to the tavern. Loud as hell too, but not a full military charge. The blackpowder in the gun was only about 110 grains, whereas a full up one was somewhere around 160-180. Hartwell's Tavern, Lincoln MA.
Explaining what is going to happen:
enhIMG_0171 by Jim S, on Flickr
Make ready and load powder:
enhIMG_0172 by Jim S, on Flickr
BOOM!
enhIMG_0173 by Jim S, on Flickr
I am especially fond of this shot, as in the full size version you can see a pop of gas coming out the front of the musket while there is the powder flash next to Ranger Jeff's noggin.
Explaining what is going to happen:
enhIMG_0171 by Jim S, on FlickrMake ready and load powder:
enhIMG_0172 by Jim S, on FlickrBOOM!
enhIMG_0173 by Jim S, on FlickrI am especially fond of this shot, as in the full size version you can see a pop of gas coming out the front of the musket while there is the powder flash next to Ranger Jeff's noggin.
parrotheada1a
Resident Pitmaster
After saying thanks and so long to Ranger Jeff, I continued out on to Concord and the bridge. The trailhead to the south end of the bridge was blocked for trail repair. Over the winter and spring, numerous trees fell onto the paths and they were still finishing up the last bit of cleanup over there. Concord MA.
This shot was on the path south from the visitor center, out to the river. The visitor center was previously owned by Maj. John Buttrick and sold to the town of Concord around 1840.
enhIMG_0166 by Jim S, on Flickr
And the second shot just to the right with the bridgeview.
enhIMG_0165 by Jim S, on Flickr
A long lazy curve headed for the bridge...this shot was from under a massive oak tree. You can see the metal fencing at the south end of the bridge.
enhIMG_0154 by Jim S, on Flickr
Once I got up to the statue, I took a few wallpaper shots:
enhIMG_0160 by Jim S, on Flickr
enhIMG_0156 by Jim S, on Flickr
enhIMG_0164 by Jim S, on Flickr
And part of the famous poem:
enhIMG_0158 by Jim S, on Flickr
This shot was on the path south from the visitor center, out to the river. The visitor center was previously owned by Maj. John Buttrick and sold to the town of Concord around 1840.
enhIMG_0166 by Jim S, on FlickrAnd the second shot just to the right with the bridgeview.
enhIMG_0165 by Jim S, on Flickr A long lazy curve headed for the bridge...this shot was from under a massive oak tree. You can see the metal fencing at the south end of the bridge.
enhIMG_0154 by Jim S, on FlickrOnce I got up to the statue, I took a few wallpaper shots:
enhIMG_0160 by Jim S, on FlickrenhIMG_0156 by Jim S, on FlickrenhIMG_0164 by Jim S, on FlickrAnd part of the famous poem:
enhIMG_0158 by Jim S, on Flickr
Danhedonia
Noted duckfat enthusiast
Wow. I grew up in Lincoln and Concord. My first home (until 7 years old) was about a half mile from your photos of Hartwell Tavern. After my parents' divorce, my mom moved elsewhere in Lincoln and my Dad got a house behind Punkatasset Hill in Concord, which is the rise that overlooks the Old North Bridge.
These were the places I wandered as a child.
These were the places I wandered as a child.
parrotheada1a
Resident Pitmaster
Hope you enjoyed the travelogue. A couple bits about the bridge area itself. The bridge itself is regularly replaced, usually because the Concord River tends to flood here. The elevation gain from the river to the Punkatasset Hilltop is around 65 feet or so. The present bridge has steel supports underneath it concealed by wooden parts of the structure. The original bridge was not arched along the top, it was flatter and much narrower. The park rangers & volunteers said that the original bridge was abandoned sometime in the 1790's because the supports washed out when the river flooded. It would be around 1870 or so before another bridge was built here to commemorate the Centennial. I was told that other similar bridges were made nearby, simply as tourist traps, all charging admittance fees to the grounds. The town of Concord eventually bought the land from the Buttrick family and became a State park. The national park came to be when it was enacted on by Congress & President Kennedy in 1960.
Danhedonia
Noted duckfat enthusiast
Would you like to know more about the region? PM me if so. One interesting thing - the Park was VERY controversial for a long time, because they removed several neighborhoods by eminent domain. In fact, one great memory I have of what is now "Battle Road" is an "OK Used Cars" lot across the road from Buttrick's Ice Cream stand - yup, same Buttricks. My dad's joke was that Paul Revere was captured because he stopped to get his horse an ice cream cone (Revere was captured about 3/4 of a mile east of Hartwell Tavern).
I would love to be able to describe the wonder of growing up in such an environment. As you no doubt noted, Lincoln is a terribly quiet town - but with so much there. The DeCordova Museum (and sculpture park - site of my first LSD trips, nothing like dosing in the middle of a rural sculpture park). The Gropius House. Pierce Park. Walden Pond (on the border of Lincoln and Concord). My Dad's old property had an outcropping called Philosopher's Cliff, where Thoreau used to sit and think.
When we're young, we have no perspective - I did not realize how amazingly lucky I was to grow up where I did (my childhood babysitters were John and John from They Might Be Giants, also Lincolnites).
One of the great things about the area are the stone markers along many of the country roads, showing where the minutemen marched to meet on April 19th. So I would be riding my bike, and look over, and see a marker, and you could just imagine those guys marching off at 3:45 a.m., probably scared shitless and pissed as hell.
I would love to be able to describe the wonder of growing up in such an environment. As you no doubt noted, Lincoln is a terribly quiet town - but with so much there. The DeCordova Museum (and sculpture park - site of my first LSD trips, nothing like dosing in the middle of a rural sculpture park). The Gropius House. Pierce Park. Walden Pond (on the border of Lincoln and Concord). My Dad's old property had an outcropping called Philosopher's Cliff, where Thoreau used to sit and think.
When we're young, we have no perspective - I did not realize how amazingly lucky I was to grow up where I did (my childhood babysitters were John and John from They Might Be Giants, also Lincolnites).
One of the great things about the area are the stone markers along many of the country roads, showing where the minutemen marched to meet on April 19th. So I would be riding my bike, and look over, and see a marker, and you could just imagine those guys marching off at 3:45 a.m., probably scared shitless and pissed as hell.
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