The Thin Ice of a New Day

Good Monday Morning 😉

It’s a pleasure to still be here alive and working on the well part. It’s a new week so I imagine we all should make the best of it. Be on with your harmonious and blessed selves… G’day (° ͜ʖ °)

`Cause you were bred for humanity and sold to society —

Artist: Jethro Tull

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Goodbye Oktoberfest – Hello Wurstfest

Well… Aren’t I a lucky fellow.  I got to celebrate Oktoberfest twice in one year.  BTW – This would be an all time record for me.  The festivities that were held in Boerne and Fredericksburg this year are all but a memory now.  Even though one of the celebratory events was much larger than the other one, both were of equal fun.  Maybe just a pinch of a little too much fun 😉  Two beautiful Oktober afternoons spent listening to German music, drinking some German beer, munching on some German food, and then drinking even more German Beer.  Who could ask for (hiccup) more?

[Anonymous Reader]: “We’ll, what about a German Sidekick? Wouldn’t it be nice to have someone from Germany by your side filling you in on what’s really going on?”

Thank you for your question anonymous reader!  I’m glad you asked.  The answer is an astounding… Yes.

Luckily for me, I had that part covered.  It just so happens that Germany’s Foremost Authority (AKA: my “She’s Originally From Germany” sidekick ) Silke was with me on beer both occasions.  She was more than happy to point out the things that were right on and other things that were not.  I certainly give her due kudos for serving me up some additional Oktoberfest food for thought.  I’ve never been to Germany before so I’m all ears when she shares her Deutschland experiences with me.  Speaking of Deutschland… there were some sweet VDubs at the festival in Boerne.  Of course I had to capture a few images while on both of our excursions 🙂

Regardless of all the jibber-jabber above, we both experienced a good vibe and a good time with our Oktoberfest outings.  I don’t remember learning too much more than what I already know…  Them Germans know how to make some darn good (hiccup) Brau.  Prosit!

Boerne Ockoberfest Pictures:

Just a cool building. There are a lot of them here in Boerne, TX

Things were tucked together rather tightly. Beautiful nonetheless

It is what it is… Simply Awesome

This was a cool conversion. Literally a mini-me-hummer mind you

This one was wickedly-cool. Sticker on fender says, “In Rust We Trust”

Bob Marley, The Doors & The Rolling Stones stickers? It’s gotta be cool. Right?

Some of you may recognize this familiar face

Upside-Down/Unused Beer Tap Handles

In heaven there is no beer (No beer) That’s why we drink it here


Fredericksburg Oktoberfest Pictures:

Good Beer 😉

Vereins Kirche in the background

Just to break the monotony… A lot of cool old buildings about

It was interesting of how many beer cups people had collected by the end of the day

Offering up some good grub.  First time I ever had a taste of potato pancakes – Yum!

It most certainly is Hill Country. Silke says this area reminds her so much of Germany

The stone work on the side of the business above – I liked it… I liked it a lot

Now onto a different kind of Fest… The Wurstfest in New Braunfels (Runs from 11/3 – 11/12) – Weather permitting, our experience there is surly to follow here…


Key to the Hills Rod Run

IMHO?  The character and style of today’s automobiles, if any still exists, has gone to pot.  Most of the cars produced today look far too alike.  Without further ado, I simply prefer the styling of elder vehicles over anything that is manufactured today.

Fortunately for me and numerous other car enthusiasts, the City of Boerne, TX (something is always going on in this cool little place) hosted the 31st annual Key to the Hills Rod Run event from Oct 13 – 15, 2017.  The show features a pre-1949 cut-off year (1948 and earlier) which distinguishes it from a “classic car show” (1949-1964).

Of course I had to grab my Rebel and boogie on over to die Hauptstrasse and check it all out.  It was very much of a cool experience.  Below are some of my digitized memories I’d like to share with y’all.  If you see something that tickles your fancy, be sure to share the “Why Of It” —

Peace, Love, Light…

Hope you enjoy 😉

—> So it goes a little something like this…

Here is a beautiful 1937 yellow Ford truck. What really stood out to me was the most awesome accent of the beautiful wood working in the cab as well as the bed…


I can’t forget to include this little hombre that I ran across 🙂

“Police Dog” was on the back of his vest

Okay… back to some slick vehicles.  I don’t know all of the years, makes or models, but I do know that they were all pretty sweet 😉

Good ol’ Flathead V8

Cab of the rod above

I’m sure she’s been around a few blocks in her lifetime

Now that’s what I call shiny

Below is an important message for those who might find themselves behind a Hot Rod someday…

Coastal Oak Shrooms

A Coastal Oak Tree next to our neighbors RV pad had to be removed most recently. You could tell that it wasn’t doing so well just by looking at it. It was basically hollow from its base up to about five feet. It also had a very large colony of fire ants within it. Ouch! What caught my interest in this particular tree was the fact that it was still thriving above all of its rot and infestations. But alas… The management said the tree had to go because it could fall down and cause property damage and/or personal injury. I ultimately didn’t favor this tree being terminated, but I’m not the one who owns this place or the liabilities thereof. Bye-bye mighty Coastal Oak. It’s been nice knowing you for this short period of time.

On the brighter side of things… I am very grateful that this mighty tree left me with a few memories before its demise. One example of a lasting memory (-pictures or it didn’t happen-) are the smallest mushrooms I have ever seen growing on a tree, or anywhere else for that matter. I tried using the search engines to find out what kind of shrooms these were, but I didn’t have any luck. I know — I’ll name them Mini-Me-shrooms 🙂

Another memory from this tree: Previously to the above photos, there was one I snapped of what I think is a Chicken Of The Forest (Laetiporus sulphureus), growing between the bottom branches.

However,  I’m not entirely sure. Which brings me to my next point… Many mushrooms are poisonous and some are deadly poisonous. If you’re not sure what you’re messing with, maybe it’s best not to mess with it at all. Don’t you agree? I agree with myself. Does that count?

Have a good’n y’all 😉