Vacation Video Round Up, Hot Rods, Buckroe Beach, Motorhead, Fireworks

Author: tracysigler | Posted: August 7th, 2010 | | Tags: , , , , , | No Comments »

And oh yeah, riding horses. This is Paris riding at my parents’ neighbors’ joint. Now owned by Hampton University.

An evening stroll at Buckroe Beach. I have fond memories of the amusement park that was still there when I was a kid.

Fireworks finale from Fort Monroe. My parents live on Mill Creek directly across the water from where the fireworks are launched. Always a good view.

Osprey nest over on the Fort Monroe side of Mill Creek. My lady loves the birds, especially raptors.

Boating on Mill Creek with the yacht my dad and uncle recently bought. We usually canoe but considering the heat I didn’t mind the motor.

Saturday morning before we left Mars and checked out the hot rods at a car show in Asheville. I’ll do another post with some pics.

Friday before we the trip Mars and his friends at Rock Academy put on a show. The one song I didn’t capture in its entirely, tragically, was Mars singing (what??!?) “Ace of Spades” by Motorhead. I need to post this on Imheavyduty.com too.

Some family photos here.

I’ll do another post about the hot rods, probably.

Asheville Living — Horseback Riding at the Biltmore Estate

Author: tracysigler | Posted: May 6th, 2007 | | Tags: , , | 1 Comment »

Asheville Living -- Horseback Riding at the Biltmore Estate

We finished a major renovation project on the house this week. So, we took a break and my daughter Paris and I rode the horses around the yard for a while. From the back the house looks a lot like the Biltmore estate.

Paris’s horse was named Dusty and my trusty steed was called Cowboy. I decided to change my name to Horse for the day just to keep things weird. Our guide told me that Cowboy was a little slow and that I would have to kick him pretty often to keep him moving. Then, she said “I’m not exaggerating.” And she wasn’t. Homeboy, I mean Cowboy, was lazy. It took about 20 minutes until we came to an understanding of who was the real cowboy. After that we’re were trucking along just fine. It’s good to be back in the saddle. Yee haw!