The pre-dawn indications were that there had been a fair amount of Aircraft activity across the early morning sky, turning our attention to the classic Pink Floyd track
Above the planet on a wing and a prayer,
my grubby halo, a vapour trail in the empty air.
Across the clouds I see my shadow fly, out of the corner of my watering eye.
A dream unthreatened by the morning light,
could blow this soul right through the roof of the night.
could blow this soul right through the roof of the night.
Learning to Fly from the album - A Momentary Lapse of Reason.
It had been touch and go the previous evening as to whether we would flash up the Moth Traps, but in the event maybe a good job we did. Not a lot to sort through but from what there was came a rather late
BEAUTIFUL HOOK-TIP
but advised by our 'mentor' that this was not a unique record.
Additionally, and even more rewarding, came the 'first for year'
DEEP-BROWN DART
emphasising it is usually best to give it a go rather than miss a goodie!
Otherwise we thought we might have had the best of it as all else on offer seemed to be this
emphasising it is usually best to give it a go rather than miss a goodie!
Otherwise we thought we might have had the best of it as all else on offer seemed to be this
MULLEIN
having weaved its way through the Solar Panel Fencing, another
FOX MOTH LARVA
there seems to be a plague of them weaving its way through the rabbit droppings and a rather
there seems to be a plague of them weaving its way through the rabbit droppings and a rather
camera-shy
ROE BUCK
that did eventially show more of itself.
Home, and with coffee in hand while enjoing once again the frolickings of a local
Home, and with coffee in hand while enjoing once again the frolickings of a local
while enjoying once again
the frolickings
of one of the local
PIED WAGTAILs
until the noise from above sounded as if the heavens were falling in on us.
Not a bit of it as Once Again it was the
until the noise from above sounded as if the heavens were falling in on us.
Not a bit of it as Once Again it was the
RED ARROWS
and having seen so much of them over the years and more recently the word
passé
was about to come to mind until this happened...........
passé
was about to come to mind until this happened...........
Up, Up and Away!
BOMB-BURST
you will notice the aircraft straddling each side of the caravan in their decent!
you will notice the aircraft straddling each side of the caravan in their decent!
This, we learn from good authority, is to be part of the rejuvinated
Isle of Wight Rock Festival
of which we attended all 3 days of the very first back in 1969, with the last act resulting in the worst 'miss' of my life!
of which we attended all 3 days of the very first back in 1969, with the last act resulting in the worst 'miss' of my life!
A SUBMARINER
back in those heady days my only dream was to see my all time 'Hero' perform as the final act on that final day, but he and The Experience, his band, with Noel Reading on bass guitar and Mitch Mitchell on drums, were delayed. Sailing at 05:00 under the cover of dark, as submarines do, (H. M. S/M Alcide) as we boarded the ferry to return to Portsmouth Jimi Hendrix and his pals flew directly overhead in a helicopter which might have been the nearest I was to get to the man had it not been for my determination.
back in those heady days my only dream was to see my all time 'Hero' perform as the final act on that final day, but he and The Experience, his band, with Noel Reading on bass guitar and Mitch Mitchell on drums, were delayed. Sailing at 05:00 under the cover of dark, as submarines do, (H. M. S/M Alcide) as we boarded the ferry to return to Portsmouth Jimi Hendrix and his pals flew directly overhead in a helicopter which might have been the nearest I was to get to the man had it not been for my determination.
A watercolour painted for me as a gift on my 50th birthday of Jimi as seen on the I. of W.
It was on a gloomy day during Jnne of 2011 that as part of a wider adventure that the dream was fulfilled and not only that these 2 lovely people
It was on a gloomy day during Jnne of 2011 that as part of a wider adventure that the dream was fulfilled and not only that these 2 lovely people
Colin and Rosemary
not only paid for the short rail journey from Seattle to
not only paid for the short rail journey from Seattle to
but then drove me to the deserted
GREENWOOD CEMETARY
where the dream of paying respect to my man, James Marshall Hendrix, was finally fulfilled!
There's no sensation to compare with this,
suspended animation, a state of bliss.
Can't keep my mind from the circling sky,
tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
