I've been watching a bit of the Euro championships from France. The 2 pm ko's in Europe mean a 6 am start here - I've seen a few but the best times for me have been when the ko has been 4 pm Euro time so I can watch them after breakfast. The evening matches are at noon here and we're often up to something by then, so that doesn't suit quite as well.
I was watching a match the other day when the broadcast was rudely interrupted for several minutes and this appeared on the screen:
Apparently a number of the cable companies have got together and devised this system which alerts the public to a situation of national emergency. This was just a test, but there's nothing you can do to stop it - the TV and the cable box are effectively frozen, and it applied to a large number of the states in USA.
That was probably the most exciting part of Thursday, which was also the first full day of the summer vacation for all the schools here. There was a weather front passing through and it brought unseasonably low temperatures and some rainfall, so our usual dining outdoors was curtailed for a few days. The upside was that it was a good time for me to go on a longer bike ride on Friday morning - almost 50 kms - quite a stretch. I went out to Robertson Bridge and back down to Grants Pass via Wildlife Images, where we've been a couple of times:
In Grants Pass, I cycled through Tussing Park:
That was a prelude to the Eric Burdon gig at Britt Fest, Jacksonville on Friday night. I've been there virtually every year since Scott and Lucy moved to Oregon, but I've never had to worry about the weather in the past. This time, however, was different. We were amongst the early arrivals, queuing up for our tickets and a good spot on the lawn. We had just got settled when the heavens opened. We had been partially prepared for some rain, but this was something else, so we hurriedly bought a couple of ponchos. Fortunately, the rain relented before the bands started playing, but, by then, Jo was pretty wet. I had managed to keep myself fairly dry somehow and I think, as a result, I enjoyed it a bit more than Jo did. Here's a brief dry moment before the start:
You can read more about the gig at http://banchoryheadbangers.blogspot.com/
Saturday was fairly uneventful apart from a minor injury I incurred. Jo put her half full coffee cup down on the table in the trailer, right next to my laptop. I said "risk assessment - don't do that" and leaned forward to pick up the cup, but cracked my head on the corner of one of the overhead cupboards, resulting in a fairly deep gash in my head:
We were about to leave for Medford to pick up Cade's meds before he went to football camp, so Lucy quickly got a freezer pack out and I held it to my head in the car on the way down to keep the swelling down.
When we returned, Scott showed off this display in the "shop":
Sunday morning was Father's Day and Lucy made Scott and I egg bake for breakfast - and I got this gift as well:
Braeden went off with his pal and the rest of us drove down to Ashland to drop off Cade - and all his gear - at his football camp at Southern Oregon University. Whilst they registered, Jo and I sat in the car park and waited for a while before moving nearer the dorms:
After taking Cade for a sushi lunch, the 4 of us wandered round lovely little Ashland, browsing book stores etc. I had finished the second in the Lewis trilogies in the car on the way down and spotted the third one in a bookshop and acquired it to complete the set. After that, we went from brewery to brewery - Standing Stones first, then Swing Tree, followed by Caldera. Nice afternoon.
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