"We shall not cease from exploration, and the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started and know the place for the first time." -T.S. Eliot


Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Rock legends and fish flies



We started the weekend off with a nice, leasurely cruise on the boat. I got to spend some time driving, which was nice. On the way back we spotted a house burning in the distance. No trip to Detroit would be complete without seeing the smoke from a burning house. 


I went out to My Dad's Bar Saturday night and met some cool guys from the area. It was my first time hanging out with young people in what seems like forever. I felt like it was worth mentioning. 

Sunday was a long distance sailing race, which turned into a shorter race because of the lack of wind, but was still a few hours long. The Bayview races are unique in that you have to start headed up wind and up current, so it took us a few minutes just to cross the start line. 

I love racing because everything has to be done so quickly. Tim was talking about two Makinac races where he came in second by only a few seconds. The Makinac race is hundreds of miles long, and to lose by only seconds shows how much the little things really count. 

Sunday night we went to the Blue Goose (reminiscent of the Blue Spruce in Packwood) to play in a blues night open jam. I met Tim's friend, Eric Gobel, who's the most insane guitar player I've ever seen in person. 


What was even more awesome was that Jim McCarty showed up and played right after us. So basically I opened for a guy who has recorded with Jimi Hendrix. Yeah, look him up. 


The fun doesn't end there. Monday was the enormous event of the Ford Fireworks show. The guy who designed the pyrotechnics also did the 2010 Winter Olympics in Vancouver. So with a group of about 16 people we motored the boat out and anchored in the river. We got front row seats without having to deal with the crowds and pandemonium downtown. It was great learning how to anchor too. 


An extra little fun note is that it's fish fly season here in Grosse Pointe. Every year thousands on thousands of fish flys swarm the area. You can hear them crunching under your tires as you drive under EVERY streetlight. They cover store fronts and houses. It's insanity. 


Here's a link to a video of one of the songs we played. Unfortunately you need Facebook to view it, but it's worth checking out. My uncle and his friends shred. 

https://m.facebook.com/story.php?story_fbid=10152492576331223&id=691891222

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