LordM giveaway, September, 2017

Wow! Thank you so much! Pm incoming!

(Also heck with it I'll start a new "my collection" no harm done right? It has shrunk and grown weird.)
Thanks,
Jacob

 

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My best Fall memories always turn to cooking and baking. Once the weather is a little cooler and the humidity is a forgotten memory, I look forward to cooking in the kitchen and making warm, slow cooked favorites. Back in the 70's and 80's it seemed like everyone else also loved to create their favorites and share them with anyone close by. That seems something of the past. Now, that is a rare treat and just cooking for the family is what I enjoy best. Whether it is roast, chili, pizza, taco's, meatloaf, or soups, home cooking is the best when there is a chill in the air outside.

 

I thought it was red on yellow....dead fellow. In any event, it was a desert coral snake. Had a run in with a Mohave Rattlesnake that trip too.

It is my fault that the thread devolved from fond fall memories, and I apologize. Although the snakes were in the fall. Anyway, it's my favorite time of year, and used to be a big source of funds draining away, with each roll of 35mm snapped away. Too many beautiful days in the fall.

 

Hahaha yeah you are right, it is Red on yellow kill a fellow! I just stay away from all snakes just to be safe! Tamed or not! Best way to avoid it! Keep that thing away from me!! lol

 

Thanks for sharing a very nice experience.

 

Thank you, Rob.

In my humble opinion there's no nicer place to be than in a college football stadium on an autumn Saturday afternoon.

My all-time favorite such memory was November 8, 2003 in Norman, OK, watching my alma mater, the University of Oklahoma, administer one of greatest beatdowns in major college history on the loathsome Texas A&M Aggies. My son, 9 years old at the time, was with me to witness the bloodbath.

The shell-shocked Aggie coach:



Bonus points: most college campuses are beautiful in the fall, and my alma mater is no exception:

 

Except for those red flags with OU on them. The don't fit in.

(Sorry, couldn't resist that. I am a former professor in Stillwater.)

 

You misspelled that. It's Stoolwater.

 

I like the foliage colors of White Mountians leaves in New Hampshire. The run of the fresh maple syrup of Vermont. God's Country. Having fun catching that last Salmon of the season on your years last boat ride. Last marshmellow roast with grandbabies. Good luck lordmarcovan Think this will be really tuff for you. Thanks for your efforts

 

My fall memories go way back. Early nightfall, cold nights, cold beer, they only mean one thing ...... high school football games! We had lot's of fun in high school attending the football games. I wasn't a jock, and had no interest in band, so me and my friends would go to all of the football games. Hung out with a lot of fun kids. Afterward we would all meet up at the local hangouts and drink beer and watch the drag races on the street. I grew up in the muscle car era, so drag racing was the norm.

 

I just got back from a trip to Alaska the other day and these memories with my family will no doubt go down as favorites:

I grew up there, but my wife had never been until now. We stayed with friends who bought a piece of forest property on a lake up north and have slowly built it up into a functional cabin little by little the past few years. This is the view from it last week... luckily we made it in time for the colors:



On the way up to the cabin I found a great little coin shop (well...sort of on the way... as my wife would discover and text me as much while I was in there on the hunt.)

She was onto me and the rain was particularly nasty that day, so no time for deep searching. After a brief perusal of his displays, I went with my gut and picked this 1877-S Half Dollar for the "With Motto" slot in my 7070 and bundled with a couple other coins for a fair price.



The forecast had called for rain the entire weekend, but the next morning (pic below) it was nice so we got up early and went out on the lake in my friends' boat with our little girls (who are both three and had an absolute blast the entire trip.)



My wife's #1 wish was to see a moose in the wild while we were in Alaska. It's something you take for granted and see all the time if you live there, but can easily be missed during a quick visit so I was really glad (and she was downright ecstatic ) when we saw these on the side of the road one evening in town:



She has now asked me for a coin for the very first time: "something silver with a moose on it." With that carefully crafted and detailed description in mind, I'm hoping to find a 1998 Alaska Moose Coin between now and Christmas to put in her stocking. Short of that, there's always the Canadian Wildlife moose series. Here's hoping it starts a trend and she gets into collecting wildlife coins or something so she can enjoy going into the shop with me next time.

All in all, it was an amazing fall trip full of wonderful memories that I will treasure!

 

I lived in Asheville for two years and never saw a black bear, but have a couple of friends from there who have posted photos of bears coming right up into their yards. One instance was a mother and her two cubs.

 

I am about 3 miles from the Parkway in VA. Last year we saw 6 bears, one of them on our deck. This year we have only seen two, but both were on our deck. One was 10 feet from an open door when I went to close it. The other destroyed our bird feeder, located just off the deck, and sat there for 45 minutes eating the seed he spilled from the just-filled bird feeder. After that he came up to the door on the deck and looked right in.

 

Hey @Lunchbox John Cool pics and story.

May I suggest contacting @dwhiz , if there's an expert in moose related coins, he's definitely your man.

 

Bears..I had a mother and her cub that would visit my back yard

 

Just got back from the Smokey mountains last week, Was walking the trail to rainbow falls and found myself within 20 feet of a bear and her cub. Probably one of the scariest times of my life. We slowly back-stepped away. This could have ended very badly.

 

After we had a bear on our deck this year I did a little internet searching. I had always heard that a mother with her cub is the most dangerous type of bear. But what I read is that a lone, hungry male, looking for food before hibernation is the most dangerous. That is what we had at our feeder as you could see his ribs. Not sure what the truth is.