Old pics...Jeff's life by category

Boy did I have a big technological breakthrough, After looking at and working on my old used up computer for 3 years I found out how to transfer files to my back up... and I couldn't be happier. I had over ten years of pic as well as many scans etc in the Picasa program and finally I found the button that said 'export'. Then the weirdest thing happened....it worked.  Several times I had to turn the computer off to cool as the hard drive would lock up but after 2 days I have it all on spankin new jump drives. Yahtzee.  Of course as I went through things I found all of my forgotten favorite pictures that basically sum up my life....MP, Kenai River, Mexico surf fishing and Music.

The first series is the collages I do at Christmas, I just love the sunset collection as you know I'm an expert...If you like them click to enlarge.

Back in the day I the sweetest sponsorship deal on the Kenai River. They gave me free outboard motors I told everybody what a great product they had and helped people with propping tips. I wrote press releases and went to boat shows and just did what I do...whack them fish. The first pic is the end of May, very few boats around and lots of salmon. That guy with the vest is Geno and that day he was the last of his group to keep a king after releasing two. It's 9:30 in the morning. The second was the end of an afternoon trip, every slimey over 50 pounds.

The Kenai is famous for 70 pounders but how many people do you know that have caught a legit 70 pounder, I haven't. But my buddy Geno caught many, even two in one day. The first pic is Louise, she caught this one and her husband caught a 73 pounder as well....150 pounds of salmon in one foul swoop. Then we have Brandon, this fish was a man eater... it ran, it jumped, it fought, it lost.

I was born to sing. Every where I go if people listen, I sing. It took me many years to have the confidence or the plain and simple refusal to be embarrassed like I am now. Here's me at Arre Lu Lu's, boy do me and MP miss that place. The singer next to me is Mazatlan's best performer and he and I are friends. Then it's me and the hired man with my friend Antonio doing a trio effect at a very swank catered private party....ya just gotta let it rip.

I just love the surf fishing. I guess after a lifetime spent in a 20' boat I like having my feet firmly planted on the terra firma. It's athletic and in ways a lonely sport, you're with people but you can't just chat away like you do in a boat. We work hard and when the jerk comes it'sfantastic. We travel far, we get up at 4:a.m., we walk miles and miles and cast for hours....These pics kinda flavor it for you if you ask me. The fog and serenity of the morning. The surf crashing on you as you wade for just a bit more distance. The holy grail of surf fishes right before the release. The line up of all my friends who showed up after hearing the same reports that we did....and Slah, jubilant after working the Corvina into a crack in the rocks and crawling carefully down for the capture....it's all magic.

Of course Mile 14 is a special kind of place itself. Where else in the world could you get a pic like this from your recliner while watching the Nascar race.  I think a lot of my neighbors might have shot this guy with a gun, seems like that's the Alaska way. But me, I just said 'hold still and let me get my camera'...and he did.

If you're ever traveling Interstate # 94 along the lonely stretches of western North Dakota and Eastern Montana you HAVE to spend the night at the Yellowstone River Inn  in Glendive Montana. They got it going on. It's a mom and pop place with a Casino and Bar and the cafe had the cobbiest Cobb salad I've ever had. The staff laughs well and when I told them that they must have invented  this ' Tower of Power' that I aptly named for them they even invited us back. So serious now....don't miss this place, it''s an oasis in the desert.