tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post1310764841050861728..comments2024-03-28T10:06:01.257-07:00Comments on Oddball Observations : TO THE SKY, CAPTAINCatalysthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comBlogger16125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-77567494474993397012013-08-08T12:26:02.092-07:002013-08-08T12:26:02.092-07:00Those top 2 photos are terrific, Bruce!
I've ...Those top 2 photos are terrific, Bruce! <br />I've heard of those fancy tree houses but I'd rather just sit high up on a branch. I was a tree climber too, mainly in Paraguay when I lived there as a child but also for a while in California. I too have always preferred being up above and live in a top floor apt now - only 4 stories high but still better than on the ground.Natalie d'Arbeloffhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07757081405040926647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-45120180205710958662013-08-08T10:16:22.529-07:002013-08-08T10:16:22.529-07:00I remember climbing into my grandmother's crap...I remember climbing into my grandmother's crape myrtle tree as a small girl. I that that was so daring! I don't know if you're familiar with crape myrtles - they're usually more of a large bush than a tree. Ha!The Bughttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07509037206264761261noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-75514602790726476992013-08-08T01:04:45.658-07:002013-08-08T01:04:45.658-07:00Bruce, like you my tree climbing days are over, bu...Bruce, like you my tree climbing days are over, but it was fun as a lad.Stevehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16353373844105134032noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-38477192555841400412013-08-08T00:10:36.806-07:002013-08-08T00:10:36.806-07:00My sister and b-i-l saw the Stones in NZ just a bi...My sister and b-i-l saw the Stones in NZ just a bit after that Fiji tree incident, Keith said 'Hi Auckland, it's great to be here!' Then as an afterthought,'It's great to be anywhere really.'<br /><br />I was the tree climber in my family too, not my brother, who was a great indoorsman. There are holiday places not far from here where you can stay the night in a bit treehouse, I plan to go to one one day, though I think they're really more like platforms built round trees and accessed by ladders, but still, they look fun.<br /><br />I really love the old b/w photo of you on the swing, amazing anyone could be comfortable enough to read in that position!Lucyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09764296105901909328noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-54208797952392747642013-08-07T20:58:59.604-07:002013-08-07T20:58:59.604-07:00Yup, my days of climbing are past. And Keith was ...Yup, my days of climbing are past. And Keith was much more "immunized" than I!Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-64082434764915953492013-08-07T20:21:38.579-07:002013-08-07T20:21:38.579-07:00It was an old elm tree in Muncie where I found tha...It was an old elm tree in Muncie where I found that high view and solace. The clouds seemed more accessible from up there.<br /><br />Stay out of trees at your tender age. I just read Keith Richards' account of his fall from a tree in Fiji-very serious head injury. Tom Cochrunhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04046822056852446079noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-78210602259718431222013-08-07T15:18:37.455-07:002013-08-07T15:18:37.455-07:00Oh, yeah, and I'll bet you rode your tricycle ...Oh, yeah, and I'll bet you rode your tricycle without a helmet, too! ☺Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-32861198670109247502013-08-07T15:17:47.295-07:002013-08-07T15:17:47.295-07:00I was going to say "girls don't climb tre...I was going to say "girls don't climb trees" but then I saw Lowandslow's comment below. Actually I think I do remember some girls who climbed trees . . . in my VERY long ago.<br />Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-25842029178130160372013-08-07T15:16:10.841-07:002013-08-07T15:16:10.841-07:00I was hoping for that reaction. Thanks, Tom.I was hoping for that reaction. Thanks, Tom.Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-28086347762685989632013-08-07T15:15:43.086-07:002013-08-07T15:15:43.086-07:00I can well imagine. I think I've tried that o...I can well imagine. I think I've tried that once or twice, too, with the same results.Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-58545059525660977812013-08-07T15:08:27.683-07:002013-08-07T15:08:27.683-07:00Great memories. I think all boys, and probably mo...Great memories. I think all boys, and probably more than a few girls, love climbing trees. WE had a big pecan tree in our yard, and my job was to climb to the very top and shake the almost-ready-to-fall pecans loose so my dad could collect them. His goal was to beat the squirrels to them.<br /><br />(And don't tell OSHA, but I did it all without a helmet, pads, or any kind of fall protection. I was such a rebel ;) Lowandslowhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08608734222483888884noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-88362181941220438162013-08-07T14:26:43.657-07:002013-08-07T14:26:43.657-07:00My neighbor across the street has four palm trees ...My neighbor across the street has four palm trees and he has them trimmed regularly. I really enjoy watching those guys shimmy up the tree with those spikes in their shoes. The trees are very tall so they have to get up there really high and they make it look like a piece of cake. <br />As much as I would have liked one, I didn't have a tree house or a "climbing tree" when I grew up. We did have a back yard playhouse but it was securely grounded. Not the same but, we made the best of it.Sharonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07645915869786296771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-33824629171891630502013-08-07T14:08:04.724-07:002013-08-07T14:08:04.724-07:00That's a lovely tale. That last sentence says...That's a lovely tale. That last sentence says so much, "I also kind of envied him." So much feeling in so short a sentence.Tomhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09028121782477111901noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-49053582551571402132013-08-07T13:54:02.781-07:002013-08-07T13:54:02.781-07:00This reminds me of a guy I saw picking coconuts fr...This reminds me of a guy I saw picking coconuts from a tree on Bora Bora. He took off his belt, buckled it into a circle, stepped into it and shot up that tree like a monkey. He made it look very easy. I tried to do the same and believe me it wasn't easy. In my case impossible.stephen Hayeshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17659054447637207734noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-10530466249380154612013-08-07T12:53:06.440-07:002013-08-07T12:53:06.440-07:00Damned geezerhood! ☺
Damned geezerhood! ☺<br />Catalysthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03804837416104556928noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7225908709483096965.post-69249862551439632882013-08-07T12:50:50.498-07:002013-08-07T12:50:50.498-07:00We have some things in common. Loving trees in our...We have some things in common. Loving trees in our youth (mine was a tall cedar with smooth bark and limbs arranged in perfect ladder fashion), and not daring to climb now. Must be a self preservation thing, because I've pretty much given up working on the roof, too.<br /><br />In my younger years I trimmed my own trees. No more. Whatever I can't reach on a step ladder with my pole saw requires a professional tree man. The Geezershttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12132213545989946724noreply@blogger.com