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I think Queensofbattle got it right with the title to his video. ” When you do what you love, you never work a day in your life” 

I do love my guns, I don’t have a rifle other than a crappy 22lr I’ve had for a few years, I’m more focused still on my pistol shooting and mastering those fundamentals before adding a rifle. I also rode a motorcycle for a while but haven’t in years now do a few reasons.

But aside from the guns and my motorcycle, I do miss doing my photography and videography. Those of you who have followed me for a while know I did both at one time and was doing it quite. I enjoyed doing photography and video on really anything it didn’t matter, it ties into things that I love to do and then just broadens it all. I was even looking at a Canon 7D or 5D MK II or MKIII this morning. The enjoyment of life vs the dull mundane everyday job, which is not what I need or want anymore. Time never slows for anyone, and life keeps moving forward never backwards only we go backwards. 

Questions?

Questions, does anyone have one?

pittimus84:

Sunday Ride

Scrolling through my previous posts, I think this picture does the best to sum up why I loved motorcycles and riding. Not to be in a club, or at a gas station hanging out, or who can go the fastest from one stop light to the next downtown in 100 meters. It was so I could be free, to enjoy life and other beautiful things about it, the mountains in George Washington park behind me, the calm and beauty, just a few friends who all love to ride enjoying and living why they love to ride. I’ll get back there, or at least I hope I do assuming my medical condition steaming from my TBI doesn’t put a permanent end to that. And even if it does, the thought of doing something motorcycle vise for Veterans and Active Military alike has been a constant thought in my mind for quite a while now. 

pittimus84:

Sunday Ride

Scrolling through my previous posts, I think this picture does the best to sum up why I loved motorcycles and riding. Not to be in a club, or at a gas station hanging out, or who can go the fastest from one stop light to the next downtown in 100 meters. It was so I could be free, to enjoy life and other beautiful things about it, the mountains in George Washington park behind me, the calm and beauty, just a few friends who all love to ride enjoying and living why they love to ride. I’ll get back there, or at least I hope I do assuming my medical condition steaming from my TBI doesn’t put a permanent end to that. And even if it does, the thought of doing something motorcycle vise for Veterans and Active Military alike has been a constant thought in my mind for quite a while now. 

Saturday Questions?

Anyone have a question, it’s Saturday night.

The Ideal Life.

In a perfect world I would not live where I live or do what I do. I’d move elsewhere in the mountains of the norther Rocky’s of western Montana, or Easter Idaho, or even up to Alaska. Being one with God’s green earth, without the interference of Bullshit from other people and the endless drama that we create and for what, what good does it bring us as a people as a whole? Just my Guns, my family, my Jeep, my Stihl chain saw, and the forest enjoying life just making it, you know surviving without having to depending on anything or anyone else for it. Nothing like felling a tree, cutting it up into mill logs and or for fire wood. You know, well some know splitting wood with nothing but a maul or splitting axe, and that smell in winter or that oak burning. Love that smell can’t wait for it this winter to be honest. Guess my life and the events of my life made me who I am. I never grew up in the city, but I never grew up in the country either. I was born in the mountains in the Philippines, but I’m still southerner at the same time, the only Filipino Redneck I know of, and the only pacific islander or Asian I know of that talks with a southern accent. My first job ever was tree work and logging along with some contract grass maintenance for the first year. And to those of you who have never done logging or tree work and or at least for my old boss, it’s flat out the most physically demanding thing I have ever done in my life. So I guess you could say living on the land and the outdoors are part of my genetics, in my DNA, but also learning about felling trees brought a new respect for nature and living. I guess it’s like this my daddy instilled “a honest day’s work” in me, while my first job/boss instilled “you’ll work your ass off and get er done.” And truth is ain’t neither one of those ever failed me. 

Morning sunrise at FOB Hadrian in Afghanistan. 
https://plus.google.com/u/0/109554964550591094140/posts/iYjBHPzAYNb 

Morning sunrise at FOB Hadrian in Afghanistan. 

https://plus.google.com/u/0/109554964550591094140/posts/iYjBHPzAYNb 

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.50 Cal

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December

In 2 hours and 10 minutes I start the final month plus a few days in Jan of my time here in Afghanistan. Then I get to start heading home. 

Range

Range

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