Fedoras afield

[belfastboy]

Thanks Mike and Joe for your words. The baseball cap turned on its own, dear Mike, and there was no way to put it back on until late afternoon when the sun came back in front of my eyes.
Brent, your observations on experiencing excursions apply perfectly to what happens in the Dolomites. That day of the photo we were in a wonderful spot and we had come up from a dirt road with a medium incline. We climbed at a slow pace and stopped to drink and rest in a green meadow on the way up, and we were overtaken by two young couples equipped to go to the Himalayas. Beautiful, bold and full of life, crashed half a kilometer from the pass and pissed off because they said they had taken the wrong road. I photographed quietly with them yelling with the "guide" for his arrogance. No attention to the beautiful place, just an urgency to walk a path that started two hundred meters higher from the place of their silly discussion, I pointed it out and they fell silent. We spent half an hour sunbathing with them still arguing. Mah! On the elegance in the mountains "boy from Belfast" and Brent I too saw this year a display of designer clothing for the mountains and technicians used to go to the baker
These are modern, new and interesting times

At the risk of being guilty of stereotyping; I was in Death Valley walking the sand dunes, shorts, tshirt and I slipped off my sandals to walk the sand in bare feet. I encountered a young German fellow who was equipped to hike the Sahara in his full Vasque hiking boots, full pack and a 4 litre hydration pack...not dunes 1/2km from the car park. He looked at my bare feet and with grave concern and a thick Germanic accent and warned that I am not so wise to be doing this.

 

[deadlyhandsome]

At the risk of being guilty of stereotyping; I was in Death Valley walking the sand dunes, shorts, tshirt and I slipped off my sandals to walk the sand in bare feet. I encountered a young German fellow who was equipped to hike the Sahara in his full Vasque hiking boots, full pack and a 4 litre hydration pack...not dunes 1/2km from the car park. He looked at my bare feet and with grave concern and a thick Germanic accent and warned that I am not so wise to be doing this.

I was working in Blythe, California many years ago in over 120 degree weather. The heat softened, didn’t quite melt, the soles of my boots so they became misshapen and oddly spongey. After a few minutes on the pavement I’d have to lift one foot the let the sole cool then change feet. The heat was brutal. I’d drink a gallon of water and there would be salt stains on my shirts every day after work. I worked there for maybe 18 moths and transferred to Crescent City, California on the coast by Oregon. Summers there had highs in the 50s or 60s. I guess there’s a beauty in the Desert, but walking barefoot in the sands on the Pacific Northwest coast is more my speed.

 

[belfastboy]

I was working in Blythe, California many years ago in over 120 degree weather. The heat softened, didn’t quite melt, the soles of my boots so they became misshapen and oddly spongey. After a few minutes on the pavement I’d have to lift one foot the let the sole cool then change feet. The heat was brutal. I’d drink a gallon of water and there would be salt stains on my shirts every day after work. I worked there for maybe 18 moths and transferred to Crescent City, California on the coast by Oregon. Summers there had highs in the 50s or 60s. I guess there’s a beauty in the Desert, but walking barefoot in the sands on the Pacific Northwest coast is more my speed.

I cannot fathom heat that intense. My wife and I love the desert but suspect it would grow tiresome after more than a few weeks of 100plus. I was himing in Canyonlands Utah in 95 degree sandy soil and the sole of my hiking boots delaminated half way through the hike, stole a shoelace from one boot and wrapped it around the boot to keep the sole somewhat in place. Cut the other lace in half so i had a lace for each boot. Managed to limp through the hike and from that point always carried duct tape in my pack

 

[deadlyhandsome]

I cannot fathom heat that intense. My wife and I love the desert but suspect it would grow tiresome after more than a few weeks of 100plus. I was himing in Canyonlands Utah in 95 degree sandy soil and the sole of my hiking boots delaminated half way through the hike, stole a shoelace from one boot and wrapped it around the boot to keep the sole somewhat in place. Cut the other lace in half so i had a lace for each boot. Managed to limp through the hike and from that point always carried duct tape in my pack

I tried lots of fixes over the years for boots delaminating. I used Shoe Goo for years and then tried Boot-Fix Glue. It works in a couple of minutes and hold well. I’ve carried some in my war bag ever since discovering it.

https://www.amazon.com/Boot-Fix-Shoe-Glue-Instant-Professional/dp/B00Q3IDN5M

 

[Hurricane Jack]

Always thought I was destined to be an ex-pat living in either Costa Rica, Cuba, or maybe Ireland (except for the weather). @KarlCrow.
Good weather, rum, & cigars.

 

[TheOldFashioned]

East Pierhead Lighthouse in Michigan City, IN:

Built in 1904, it's the only public operating lighthouse in Indiana, and one of only a few in the Great Lakes with an elevated iron catwalk above the pier.

 

[daddy0d0]

BGGCD in Cape Cod today

 

[daddy0d0]

Akubra Angler today out and about in Plymouth Mass.

 

[SafetyThird]

Out walking the dogs in our nearby woods in my Herbert Johnson Poet.

 

[RossRYoung]

No. 1 Stetson in Santa Fe and Dewey, two stops on my road trip this weekend.

 

[Frank Boskovich]

Here’s a couple of my fedoras I made recently. Message me for any custom inquiries.

 

[Redfokker]

Forgot to add the photos from last weeks trip to central Oregon. Wore my 1942 Rose Bowl custom from NW Hats as it seems to be quite sturdy. The National Park for the Oregon Painted Hills was our expedition last Thursday. Never had been there and I'm a lifelong Oregon resident. Very impressive, not made of sand stone like other examples. These hills are colored by different ancient prehistoric clay.

 

[Blare]

Forgot to add the photos from last weeks trip to central Oregon. Wore my 1942 Rose Bowl custom from NW Hats as it seems to be quite sturdy. The National Park for the Oregon Painted Hills was our expedition last Thursday. Never had been there and I'm a lifelong Oregon resident. Very impressive, not made of sand stone like other examples. These hills are colored by different ancient prehistoric clay.

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Beautiful

 

[Mm25]

Trying to blend in with a BGGCD. Trails are quiet on a gray day.

 

[StoryPNW]

Not sure if this is the right place to share this, but my wife and I recently drove our 1967 Volvo Station Wagon in the Hell on Wheels Lemons Rally, driving from Northern Oregon as far south as San Diego and as far East as Topock AZ. We drove 3400 miles in 7 days, it was a heck of an adventure.

 

[Rmccamey]

Not sure if this is the right place to share this, but my wife and I recently drove our 1967 Volvo Station Wagon in the Hell on Wheels Lemons Rally, driving from Northern Oregon as far south as San Diego and as far East as Topock AZ. We drove 3400 miles in 7 days, it was a heck of an adventure. View attachment 379244 View attachment 379246 View attachment 379247 View attachment 379249

Sounds like another Iron Butt contender in the making. We wear special hats.

 

[Blare]

Not sure if this is the right place to share this, but my wife and I recently drove our 1967 Volvo Station Wagon in the Hell on Wheels Lemons Rally, driving from Northern Oregon as far south as San Diego and as far East as Topock AZ. We drove 3400 miles in 7 days, it was a heck of an adventure. View attachment 379244 View attachment 379246 View attachment 379247 View attachment 379249

Cool. I'd say this is the perfect place to share.

 

[StoryPNW]

Sounds like another Iron Butt contender in the making. We wear special hats.
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That is a whole different level of crazy, I've done 500 miles in a day on my motorcycle and that was a long day in the saddle.

 

[Rmccamey]

Call me crazy.
1555 miles in 24 hours.
Ps; 85 mph speed limits in west Texas.

That is a whole different level of crazy, I've done 500 miles in a day on my motorcycle and that was a long day in the saddle.

 

[quikrick]

Spent the afternoon with my 23 year old daughter at the di Rosa Center for Contemporary Art in Napa CA. Very interesting art museum. The displays were local artists mostly form the 1960's and 1970's.