Let's Get Serious for a Minute..

Before I finish up the travelogue, there's something I noticed this year that I wanted to bring up.

We've witnessed a couple of career ending greyhound wrecks this year. One in April in Ohio, and one a couple weeks ago in Racine. In both cases, these were really intense, fast, talented dogs who came by various routes from greyhound kennels or tracks. I really admire people who make a place in their homes for these athletes who may be retired, "downsized" out of a job, or not quite talented enough for the rigors of the track, but excel in the activities of the "outside" world.

But somehow, I question that motivation when these dogs are suddenly unable to play at the amateur level at lure coursing, or racing, or agility, or whatever the chosen recreational pursuit. In both cases, the dogs referred to above were uprooted once again from their routine and re-re-homed. That bothers me. I just don't get it. Help me out.

Had Buffy not been able to hunt following her cruciate injury at a very early age, believe me, she'd still be living with me. Maybe that's just me. Is it worth discussing??

Below the Falls..

Mouth of the Niagara River and Lake Ontario.

And a couple views from Old Fort Niagara.








 

And Now for Something Completely Different.

This is really, uh, really... well..., you judge for yourselves.

TOTH to Cindy... you heretic, you! :)

The Challenge...

Last two Falls pic, I promise. When we go somewhere that's visited by millions of people from all over the world, and photographed by the majority of them, the challenge is to come up with something different.

Did I do it? I don't know, but these are two that I liked.

"Wet" Shots

As promised, from the camera-in-a-baggie.

The "Hurricane Deck". It's amazing how wet you can get.

Whirlwind Time Travel

At the very least, I can post a few appropriate photos from our travels over the last two months. That seems the most I can do, as every time we get on a high speed network, it's at the end of a long day, (or in this case, a long week), and I can barely keep my eyes open, let alone think coherently. So...

Where were we? Oh yes- after the naked art fair, we did a more conventional fair in Monroe Michigan, in conjunction with the River Raisin..

Jazz Festival. Monroe is a very old city at the mouth of the Detroit River, (where it empties into Lake Erie), and is home to one of the largest fleets of charter fishing boats on the Great Lakes. It was also the boyhood home of this famous (or in-famous, depending on your ethnic bent) coursing hound owner:

The jazz was of the "smooth" variety, for which I have little tolerance, but the festival was across the river, so we didn't have to hear much of it. Several very good smaller acts played the gazebo in the town square where the art fair was held, and that kept us entertained through a very productive fair. Note to selves: People with pockets have more money to purchase art!

August was taken up with some racing, and some lure coursing. The weekend before Labor Day, we went to the LCLC trial in the Niagara Falls area. I'll forego the action pictures, with something a whole lot more touristy, as neither of us had spent much time in the past on the American side of the Falls. Our campground, the Four Mile Creek State Campground, was perched on a bluff overlooking Lake Ontario, which gave us some spectacular sunsets..

We hung around for 4 more days after the trial, so we could see the Falls. We did the ultimate Niagara Falls activity (no, we didn't get married!). We took the elevator 175 feet through solid rock to the base of Bridal Veil Falls... we got totally, soaking wet on the "Hurricane Deck", but I got pictures!! Which you'll see in another post, as it appears I've exceeded my alloted file size here.. They're pretty cool, so you won't want to miss 'em!

In Dog Years... I'm 8.58!!

Lookin' good, too.

Note world's largest gyros in background.