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Saturday, July 22, 2006
Wednesday, July 19, 2006
Another day in Paradise
You never know what will happen here in Hickville, Oregon.
Take yesterdays adventure for example...
I am out of Cottage Grove, about 20 min by car, enjoying the sunshine at this beautiful spot on earth called Sharps Creek. After hours of water and sun I head back home, only to run into fierce smoke, a branch has fallen atop the electrical wires and has caught fire. Big fire HAZARD! Forest fires are dangerous around here. So I speed to the next area of houses, brake hard into the driveway of the first house and head for the door. Seeing a young woman on the street nearby, now heading in my direction, I face her asking if she lives there. Her reply is no, something is odd about her, but I am on a mission!
Knock on the door, no answer. I look around, desperate for quick assistance to call 911. I see some people at a house further down, so I walk back to the road and this woman is still looking at me weirdly.
"There is a branch over the electrical wires just up the road, a fire has started!" I say.
"What?" She says, with an odd expression on her face
I repeat what I have just said, real fast this time, have no time for people being weird when I am on a rescue mission. I run to the next house, tell them whats happening, they are on the phone straight away and call it in. People are being dispatched as we end the conversation. All is good, I head back to my car....and this is when the adventure REALLY begins...
"Hey you! Come over here!" The woman calls to me from up the street.
"Whats your name?"
"Rebecca"
"You are not from around here are you?"
"No, I live down in Cottage Grove"
"Uhhuh...really. Do you know Chris?" Suspicious
"Chris Huebner?" I am all questionmarks by now, is she talking about my brother Christen??
"No, Chris, red hair!!" She is all up in my face now, aggressive, short blond hair, black pants, white tank top, tattoos, chains around her neck.
"No" I reply, eyeing her up and down, wondering what the heck is going on
"You didnt come up here looking for Chris? You didnt go up to that house, looking for Chris? Did you??! Agitated, sort of desperate and angry. Eyes all wild, real attitude problem.
"No, serioulsy, there is a fire down the road!"
"Oh there will be a fire allright! If I find out that my old man is fucking around with you!" She shouts
By now I have turned away from her, heading back to my car, thinking I dont have time to deal with this, laughing inside at her rampage right there on the road in the middle of nowhere.
"You better come back here, lets just finnish this here and now! You fucking hore, you cunt you!!" Shouts are echoing off the surrounding houses, neighbours must be watching.
I am laughing, walking to my car and I dont even stop. No time for a freak on meth or better yet, a mental case. Better to get out of there before she jumps me and I will have to seriously injure her.
I figure she was stalking around this place, some issues going on inside her mind about this guy Chris, sees me pull up from nowhere and makes this story in her haid, totally disregarding the issue of a fire happening. It was all about her!
Anyways, I see the firebrigade come around the corner, follow them back to the fire and watch them put it out. Happy to have saved the world once again from evil forces!
Take yesterdays adventure for example...
I am out of Cottage Grove, about 20 min by car, enjoying the sunshine at this beautiful spot on earth called Sharps Creek. After hours of water and sun I head back home, only to run into fierce smoke, a branch has fallen atop the electrical wires and has caught fire. Big fire HAZARD! Forest fires are dangerous around here. So I speed to the next area of houses, brake hard into the driveway of the first house and head for the door. Seeing a young woman on the street nearby, now heading in my direction, I face her asking if she lives there. Her reply is no, something is odd about her, but I am on a mission!
Knock on the door, no answer. I look around, desperate for quick assistance to call 911. I see some people at a house further down, so I walk back to the road and this woman is still looking at me weirdly.
"There is a branch over the electrical wires just up the road, a fire has started!" I say.
"What?" She says, with an odd expression on her face
I repeat what I have just said, real fast this time, have no time for people being weird when I am on a rescue mission. I run to the next house, tell them whats happening, they are on the phone straight away and call it in. People are being dispatched as we end the conversation. All is good, I head back to my car....and this is when the adventure REALLY begins...
"Hey you! Come over here!" The woman calls to me from up the street.
"Whats your name?"
"Rebecca"
"You are not from around here are you?"
"No, I live down in Cottage Grove"
"Uhhuh...really. Do you know Chris?" Suspicious
"Chris Huebner?" I am all questionmarks by now, is she talking about my brother Christen??
"No, Chris, red hair!!" She is all up in my face now, aggressive, short blond hair, black pants, white tank top, tattoos, chains around her neck.
"No" I reply, eyeing her up and down, wondering what the heck is going on
"You didnt come up here looking for Chris? You didnt go up to that house, looking for Chris? Did you??! Agitated, sort of desperate and angry. Eyes all wild, real attitude problem.
"No, serioulsy, there is a fire down the road!"
"Oh there will be a fire allright! If I find out that my old man is fucking around with you!" She shouts
By now I have turned away from her, heading back to my car, thinking I dont have time to deal with this, laughing inside at her rampage right there on the road in the middle of nowhere.
"You better come back here, lets just finnish this here and now! You fucking hore, you cunt you!!" Shouts are echoing off the surrounding houses, neighbours must be watching.
I am laughing, walking to my car and I dont even stop. No time for a freak on meth or better yet, a mental case. Better to get out of there before she jumps me and I will have to seriously injure her.
I figure she was stalking around this place, some issues going on inside her mind about this guy Chris, sees me pull up from nowhere and makes this story in her haid, totally disregarding the issue of a fire happening. It was all about her!
Anyways, I see the firebrigade come around the corner, follow them back to the fire and watch them put it out. Happy to have saved the world once again from evil forces!
Tuesday, July 11, 2006
Hiking up Mackenzie River
Some of the best things about summer in Oregon are the amazing hikes we go on! I love the nature here! It is so pure, lush, green and clean...can it get any better? There are more pics from this hike if you click on this pic....
4th of July
So for 5 days I am at my uncles place in Brookings, right.... at the beach, right...and I have packed accordingly - summer, beach, sunshine, right....and the entire time it is gray, overcast and cold! The sunloving beachperson as I am, it is an understatement to say I was disapointed. With a gigantic garagesale to tend to we were busy enough and come 4th of july invited to the best view in town: Brookings old lighthouse, situated right above where the fireworks are set off. Downside....the party consisted of about 50 people with one foot in this world and one in the next world, all above their 80s, halfdeaf and wabbling around....hahahah...hilarious actually as I became everyones target of curiosity, being a foreigner and a young person. Some old geezer was trying to hook me up with his 45 year old son who wasnt even present! Hah!
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