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Water figures a great deal in my life, always has, yet I’ve written little of where I’ve spent so much time, on or in close proximity to oceans. Many of my travels in Tasmania have been along the largely undeveloped or wild coasts, often for weeks at a stretch. So, over time, I thought I’d post some thoughts and images, changing the photos every few days.

Crayfisherman-Shipstern Bluff

Wilson’s Bight

 

 

 

“Hey, Mister, Can You Tell Me…

 …where a man might find a bed?”

He just grinned , and shook my hand, and “No!”, was all he said.

 

For me, few artists music speak to me as much as Levon Helms’ nostalgic, warm, and truthful interpretations of honest tales of the love of home, the desire to roam, and  the twists and turns that walking the road of life present. From his days with The Band to the Americana of his latest work  with “The Ramble” and found on Dirt Farmer and Electric Dirt (UPDATE: Electric Dirt wins the 2009 Grammy in the American Roots category!) I’ve always come away from listening with added insight and a smile, and no matter how dark the day, a feeling that the sun’s about to shine.

 

If you’ve been up on Slide Mt., the Ashokan High Point Trail, or come out the west side of the Warner Creek Trail in the Catskills and went looking for a cold beer you might recognize Snyder’s Tavern down on 28A in the village of West Shokan, featured in this short, but wonderful, somethin’.

 

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tQ5Jl3zxabo&feature=related