Monday, August 17, 2009
Saturday, September 13, 2008
Machu Picchu
Machu Picchu
Photo#1: Village with Machu Picchu mountain in the background. Machu Picchu meaning "Old Mountain."
#2: Looking down on Wayna Picchu. Means "New Mountain"
#3: Flowers around the village
#4: View from the TOP of Wayna Picchu. A very difficult climb, but worth the view.
#5: Food storage "warehouses" at Machu Picchu.
Heading to the start of our Inca trail trek. Salkantay peak in the background.
View from base camp night #1. Also my birthday. It was beautiful and COLD!!!
A child near Pisca ruins with his baby lamb. The faces of locals are often chapped by wind and sun. He was gracious enough to pose in return for a pen and pencil.
Friday, August 15, 2008
Biker Babe Returns

Anyone else think the saying couldn't have come at a better time??!! Nor can anyone disagree that this says it all. I can hardly believe that some persons (who shall remain nameless) made me give up something that I really loved...riding. This t-shirt was given to me Wednesday as I re-joined my old friends at Hooters to kick-off our Memphis Bike Night ride and it is my new favorite. My friend DaNeille not only gave me the tee but she also let my use her extra bike for the evening. I realized it had been a VERY long time since I had ridden...but it didn't take long to get the skill and confidence back!!! Her extra bike is a Honda 750 and just my size. Her bike is the red one parked next to mine in the photo. This t-shirt is a new one in her line of mostly female biker shirts that she shares with her girlfriend, Shelia. Anyone interested needs to check out their website. http://www.mcgwear.com/ The group of more than 10 left Hooters and traveled on down to Southaven, MS for dinner. After we rode on to Beale Street in downtown Memphis where on Wednesday nights hundreds of bikes of all makes and models line both sides of the narrow street and the partying is in full swing. Since I have a strict, self-imposed policy of never drinking and riding, I was able to really let the atmosphere sink in. It was loud, obnoxious, and I think downtown visitors to Memphis probably couldn't believe what they were seeing. We struck up conversation with a journalist from Austin, TX in town covering the Issac Hayes funeral...since this is a family blog I'm unable to quote him verbatim, but let's just say, he was LOVING IT. After a little time at the Coyote Ugly bar watching girls dancing on the bar (many of who should NOT have been dancing on the bar), we headed back east and I got home well after midnight. My advice for those of you who have been thinking about getting a bike, I say do it. For those of you FEMALES who are thinking the same...I say GO FOR IT and buy your gear at Motorcycle Girl Wear! Life is getting good again. Thanks, DaNeille!!!!
Love, Karen
Friday, August 01, 2008
Old Friends and New
A week or so ago, I visited Cathy, Jamie and the boys in Connecticut and got so much more. After 20 years, I managed to spend time with not one, but two high school friends. Heather, who was my BEST friend drove down from New Hampshire with her wonderful boys, Nicholas and James. Eric and his kids visited from just down the road. While all together, we conferenced in a couple more old friends, Tom and Tom. What fun! Amazing to see each other after all these years.
The kids, as you can see, found that their new friends were great!!! They found common ground with the Wii, Nintendo DS, and swimming. The house was loud, bustling and I wouldn't have traded it for the WORLD!! I haven't really been able to find the words to describe how blessed I feel to have be reunited with my dear friends so we could reminisce and remember the old days during this time in my life. It appears it was truly meant to be. And I CANNOT wait to see them all again. We won't ever lose touch again. Thanks Heather, Eric, Tom and Tom for joining me. All my love, Karen
Saturday, July 19, 2008
Beautiful Biltmore
Wednesday, July 09, 2008
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Joie de Vivre
Hi Everyone. As you can see, Charlee and I crossed the big pond and headed to Paris. The trip was a gift for a job well done in finishing high school. An eye opening experience for anyone! My little girl braved elements unknown and took the city in stride...making her mom of French ancestry PROUD!
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