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Real Name: Steve E. Swenson Address: PO Bin 440 Bakersfield, Ca 93302 Cell: (395)736-7 Gender: male Date of Birth: January 03, 1949 Member Since: March 17, 2006 Last Signed In: September 30, 2009 Profile Views: 10866 Blog Views: 14982 Didn't catch any fish and Lopez Lake, but lots of fun anyway I feel oppressed, and out $33 Eating a burger in the shadow of Michelle Obama A must watch and pass on Lovey dovey on my patio Mexico trip rerouted to California -- oh yippee, skippy Met up today with an old cancer buddy The governator wants to tax golf???????? Took my love to Red Rock Canyon Ending fish plants in the Kern River???? June 06 July 06 August 06 September 06 October 06 November 06 December 06 January 07 February 07 March 07 April 07 May 07 June 07 July 07 August 07 September 07 October 07 November 07 December 07 January 08 February 08 March 08 April 08 May 08 June 08 July 08 August 08 September 08 October 08 November 08 December 08 January 09 February 09 March 09 April 09 May 09 June 09 July 09 August 09 September 09 October 09 November 09 
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We reported on our front page, where it belongs by the way, that Gov. Arnold Schwarzenegger wants to tax a round of golf. And auto repairs, veterinary care, amusement park and sporting event admissions, and appliance and furniture repair. In other words services, not things. Get real, Arnie. My sand wedge upside of your head is the real terminator. Sort of kidding there, Big Guy. I really don't want to ding my sand wedge. But let's just say you stop dinging us. We don't tax services, Dude.
Sunday was a beautiful day to visit Red Rock Canyon, about 20 minutes north of Mojave on Highway 14. Didn't matter that the visitor center there was closed -- the rest of the park was open for walking around great scenery. My wife and I walked hand-in-hand, except once when it got a little too sweaty, and marveled at the changing landscape every couple hundred feet or so. We even got a little excited at the bear tracks in one of the damp creekbeds. They're nocturnal, I reminded my wife. I've been passing Red Rock each year for 23 years on my way up to Bishop/Mammoth for fishing trips. Never stopped in. But it seems someone in my two-party household thinks I play too much golf. I can assure you it's not me. "I want to go someplace warm and be with you," the other party said. Red Rock fit the bill perfectly although we welcomed the cool breeze on our hikes. I estimated we walked about 5 miles (about the length of an 18-hole golf course, incidentally) and had a nice picnic lunch. We walked up Hagen Canyon on the west side of Highway 14 and Iron Canyon on the east side of the Highway. I thought it would be boring with the same scenery. But it wasn't because the scenery kept changing. There wasn't much wildlife -- a few lizards and a few birds. No bears. But we were alone much of the time, enabling us to talk about all manner of personal things. That itself was worth the trip. As we were coming back from the Iron Canyon trail, we passed a couple and the man joked, "Everywhere we go, there's a crowd." More information is available here. It was a very nice trip. Sand but no bunkers. Not that I missed the bunkers. I was with the love of my life. |
