Maine's Ultimate Yard Sale

Soon after returning to Maine, nearly two months ago, I heard radio advertisements for a large yard sale. On Saturday morning, I drove down to Scarborough to attend the second annual Maine's Ultimate Yard Sale.

This dude ran the show.

As with all yard sales, gems are hidden by dozens of old Titanic VHS's, old football cleats and the occasional old set of skis. After two hours of digging, I found these gems and horded them like a seagull with a sandwich.

A Woolrich Hunting Jacket. Fits like a Charm

An American Classic.

Any Woolrich aficionados know when this label is from?

Love the Game Pocket.

This was my find of the day, a Money Clip/pocket knife made by an insurance company called Manufacture's Mutual.

I assume they gave these out as gifts. Check out the deployed blades. Deadly...

Powderhouse Mountaineering was a short lived outwear company based in Jackson Hole, Wyoming. They were popular in the seventies and eighties making 60/40 parkas and down jackets.

Many of their details can be seen today in Japanese retro-technical outerwear such as Visvim.

Made in the U.S.A!

I love the pocket and button details, especially the Powderhorn label.

Stanley Handyman Spring Joints Measuring Stick.

72 inches of American workmanship.

Cool little shoe form.

I couldn't say no for $1.

I love yard sales because you never know what your going to find. Before last Saturday I had no idea what Manufacture's Mutual or Powederhorn Industries was. In the end I spent a whopping 42 dollars US currency and walked away with an invaluable smile on my face.

Here are some more links,
Maine's Ultimate (Picasa),
Finds from Maine's Ultimate Yard Sale (Picasa).

Out of Reception: Back at School

Last week, I put my laptop in my Rogues tote, searched in vain for pad of paper and made my way back to Mayflower Hill for my last year of classes.

A sunset swim on nearby Great Pond.

Electronic Musician Dan Deacon came to Colby last Saturday night. It was a blast.

Dan played all of his music off his iPod Nano and ran them through wawa pedals, an old keyboard and a synth.

For lights, Dan hooked up lights to a power strip and manually flipped the switch.

Dan had a clown with him that was straight out of Eyes Wide Shut.

It feels good to be back in the saddle.

Here are some more links,
Out of Reception: Back at School (Picasa),
Out of Reception (ART).

Sunset on Lake Champlain

A few weeks ago, I spent a night on the shores of Lake Champlain near Milton, Vermont. Nestled between upstate New York and Northern Vermont, the Lake Champlain region houses many former Massholes and New Yorkers in addition to its own sea creature, Champ.

A picture of yours truly manning the Weber for two and fiddling with my Ricoh AF-5.

Emma manning the Weber and rocking her new APC's.

Another angle. The Adirondacks are visible in the background.

After spending a summer in New York, where buildings and smog obstruct all sunsets, I have a new-found respect and appreciation for taking time, grilling some meats and watching the sun sink behind the horizon.

Here are some more links,
Sunset on Lake Champlain (Picasa).

Sailing Tackle

This summer I played on sailboats in Casco Bay with the help of the Becks. As much as I enjoy playing in the water and going fast over the chop, the technical aspect of lines, pulleys and cleats captivates me in the same way that Legos consumed my life when I was seven. Call me a nerd, but this hardware tells just as relevant of a story as gas pedal, steering wheel, and shifter tells the story of driving.

This collection of images of nautical tackle sets the scene and anchors

That's not my foot, but that's my camera and flash.

To differentiate between lines, sailors rely on bright colors.

I love the rust and remnants of mussel shells.

A high school English teacher, Art Leo, once told me that descriptive detail makes a story real and memorable. I like these sailing details because they tell an anonymous story that anyone could be a part of.

Here are some more links,
Tackle (Picasa),