End of an era.....Survivorman

I dont think very much at all of most television today. Not like yesterday's shows that the whole family could sit around and enjoy. Most of my time watching the tube is on the documentary channels...stuff like History, TLC, Discovery. And there are only two shows that for me, are must views. Sadly, one is coming to an end.

Les Stroud started Survivorman in 2004. This season # 3, ending on 12/119/08 will be his last. In an article on Reuters, Les mentions that doing the show has taken its toll on him. Running from a jaguar, sleeping in lion country, nearly falling to heat stroke has taken a toll on him and he wishes to move on to other things.

I can understand that, but it grieves me that he is ending the series and moving on to other things. It was a show in which I learned much and enjoyed watching Les as he fought the elements and his own limitations for 7 days surviving in hostile environments.

Twenty three shows will be the final count for this series. A series that will always be fondly remembered and viewed with admiration for a man who took an idea and created a wonderful series that taught me so much.

Best of luck Les in all your future endeavors.

And back.....

In more ways than one. Last week was a very emotional moment as my oldest nephew, Sam, graduated from the USMC boot camp and became a Marine. He was an honor graduate and Iron Man of his group. Watching him march and conduct himself as a Marine brought many mixed emotions.

I remember very vividly the first time I saw and held him. My sister took him out of his crib and placed him in my arm. So small and perfect. Watching him grow over the years, he was for many years my 'best buddy'. We shared a closeness that faded as he grew older and developed other interests. It has left me sad at times but I know that he has to go his own way and uncles arent the coolest guys in town :).

But he has marched to his own drum and calling and for better or worse, he embarks on a career that has seemingly been written for him for some years. He is in God's care and hands and I pray for him every day. Yes, I am scared of what may happen in the future but I know his life will run according to the plan He has set for Sam.

He is no longer my little buddy but a man. A US Marine. And I'm very proud of him.

The way to kill a blog....

Is to totally ignore it. Something I never really intended to happen. But stuff happens and things get shoved to the background. I'm going to try (I know I've said this before) but I plan to try and keep it updated at least semi regularly.

What to blog? The focus remains the same. Old time radio, wood carving, films, medicinal/edible plants, lost/abandoned places and things. Things that strike my fancy. Will anyone wander by? Hard to say. We'll have to see.