We've disappeared into the mountains. Internet communication seems silly when surrounded by such splendid beauty. I can spend time lining up shots behind the lens, or I can actually be here, breathe in the fresh air and wander the streets drinking coffee.
Off day number one is always refreshing. Day two can go either way. Day three the itch to move on starts begging to be scratched. The newest Doves album will help keep me content today. They don't ever miss a beat.
After 2 nights in Atlas we checked into a motel today. Good call. We have a kitchen and a bathroom and all those normal amenities. Paul is going to crawl beneath Atlas and attempt to reconnect the exhaust. I have faith in him. As I've said before, he is relentless. It might be part duct tape, part chewing gum, but if it runs I will not complain.
The show at The Royal here in Nelson was awesome. Mr. Feeley and the Touch tore it up for a good hour before we hit the stage. Super tight, very impressive works. We had a small audience, but they were listening and that always goes so much further. Our music isn't really, 'rock out and get drunk while you try to get laid' bar music so tuning in does help. For us and you. The circle is completed.
Apparently a visit to the hot springs is in the cards today. Given the current chill outside, the idea doesn't appeal to me greatly, but I'll tag along for the experience.
Time. For. More. Coffee.
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3 comments:
Man you gotta tell me about the springs, I always wanted to try that.
Hi Guys,
good to see you are having a chance to take in some sightseeing and enjoy the springs... would love to do that.
Hope Atlas is behaving and that Paul's mechanical skills are up to the task.
Cheers
The springs were amazing. Once I woke up I realized the folly in my thinking.
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