Sunday, November 25, 2007

Dispatches from the Back of a Goldwing...

and at the conclusion of the ride I post silly photos.















I'm looking at trees from below or beside going along at around 50 mph, somewhere in the foothills of the Sierras. I dare even to take a goofy picture of myself. Thanksgiving day a lost black lab decided my house was the place to hang out. We put up posters in the neighborhood and her freaked out owner came and got her the very next day. That same day Warrior Princess found a wallet with a full compliment of credit cards and a $100 bill while shopping with her dad. Hubby successfully tracked down the grateful owner. A feel-good day all the way around.

But the dead dad days are upon me and a sick bastard killed himself at the waterfall entrance to my housing development, splattering himself and his motorcycle to bits. I am SO conflicted about how I feel about this. I'm going to think (more like ruminate obsessively) some more about this. Bottom line: I feel sorry for his family/the dude totally pisses me off...

18 comments:

G said...

Great photos - especially of you! Looks like a great ride. I understand your feelings about the suicide. Terrible for the family - so terribly selfish of the person leaving. So sad that they feel so badly to do that.

Hope you had a nice Thanksgiving weekend!

Anonymous said...

The scenery and idea of riding around on a motorcylcle is about too much to bear.

WOW it looks beautiful there! I have cold drab post fall cold here.
I still love the change of seasons though.

Not to sound morbid, but what's up with guy? He intentionally did it?

Anonymous said...

(((((Claire))))

I'm sorry about what happened and how upset it's made you.

Looked like you enjoyed your ride though.

Rose

xo

JoJo said...

Cool pics!!! I esp. like the one looking up at the tree and sky! And the one of you of course!!

What a horrid thing though, the guy killing himself.

JoJo said...

PS Did the man offer WP a reward?

Jane said...

Claire...You're SO CUTE! Wow this is a mixed post, good things (dog and wallet finding their way home) And the suicide. I guess you never know what life is going to hand you.

Jocelyn said...

Wow. That last paragraph made me forget I'd just been happily barfing from your exhuberant photos there.

My, my.

Axe said...

Shit!
Great piccies!!

Decided how you feel about the "dark part" yet?

kris said...

you seem to be a magnet for animals!
sorry about the death, it is an incredibly selfish act.
what a great lesson for WP. i bet she felt great about it:)

val said...

If I ever threaten to commit suicide, someone shoot me.

Anonymous said...

all so bittersweet; the sweet things being so... sweet

... and the pics are ab fab and so are you

please please please don't be so hard on the suicide... firstly maybe it was an accident, secondly if it was his intention to kill himself, my heart goes out to him and his state of mind. Only G-d knows what hell he was living to do that to himself and to his family...

I'm not sure I would call it a selfish act when one is gripped in the depths of a dark depression and they lose rational thought

sorry to go on, but seeing at first hand a loved one so low, I count my blessings and think there but by the grace of G-d go I

Claire said...

g -thanks, but that helmet squishes my face and makes me look like I have a double chin.

wreckless -it is beautiful here and I love this time of year.

rose -it is very upsetting and I'll explain more later

jojo -coming from you it's a real compliment that you like my photos!
no reward- none expected

tess -life weirds me out sometimes especially when it gets all up into my shit.

jocelyn -my, my indeed...

axe -the dark part scares the hell outa me.

kris -this is what animals see written across my forehead: SUCKER

val -you will always be too strong for that (thank goodness!)

ann -it was definitely a suicide and because I have first hand experience with being left behind, it bothers me a lot (too much) and I do understand about mental illness. I'll post more later.

Deadman said...

First rule of motorcycle riding:

CLOSE YOUR MOUTH.

Bugs really taste like crap!

So I take it the dude offed himself on purpose???

Shit!

Claire said...

mark -yeah, he did.

Anonymous said...

claire:

it's so hard to understand isn't it... nobody really knows other's thoughts or what drives them and once the deed is done, all hope of ever knowing is truly lost

perhaps my comment was out of order, but I have also had my share of losing family to suicide (although not as close to me as it was to you). it can't help but bother you (or me)... it would be unnatural not to I think.

be well my friend...

lotsa luv ann xxxxx

C said...

How awful.

I'm glad about the wallet and dog, though. Very cool. :)

I like your pics! :)

Jacob said...

Okay, did I tell you my sister lives in Moke Hill? Did I tell you that I went razor clamming on an evening tide on Saturday and the dad guy, Wayne and his son, Bennett were wearing "Linfield" sweatshirts and I said, "Hey---are they they Vikings?" and they said, "No, the Wild Cats," and I said, "Oh yeah, that's right! I forgot"? Did I tell you that? No. I did not. But now I am telling you both.

They just moved to Depoe Bay and Bennett goes to Linfield and the daughter and mother were there, too. And stuff. And it was great. And I taught them how to clam. Even though no one on the beach got any. Oh well. I told them where I worked and to come down in the summer and I would put them onto some critters.

Okay. I'm done. Bye, Clair!!!!

Jacob said...

There is always at least a little bit of anger around every suicide. For me, anyway. So sorry.