Andrew McCandless, Trumpet

I guess this picture needs some kind of explanation. You see I was recently on vacation with my wife and some of our friends when this was taken. We had been out dancing, well if you can call what I was doing dancing. Ok, so let’s just say that my wife and our friends were out dancing and I was with them. I was mostly drinking because we were at an all inclusive resort, and that’s what you do at all inclusive resorts. Well at least that’s what I do at all inclusive resorts. Doesn’t everyone?

We left the club around 1:00 am and walked back to our rooms. This particular resort had small buildings and each building had eight or ten rooms. Between each building was a fair amount of landscaping and grass. On our walk home we noticed that there was a cow between our building and the next building over. As luck would have it we happened to have a cow expert with us. My good friend Gord Wolfe, whom I have written about in past blogs, has quite a bit of experience with cows. (Please don’t ask what kind of experience, it’s not relevant to the story nor is it appropriate for most adults.) Gord told us to look under the cow around its mid section and if we could see anything that looked like it was hanging downward then it might be a bull. Now as I mentioned before it was 1:00 am and thus quite dark. Added to that was my belief that the only reason to go to an all inclusive resort was for the free drinks. Given those two facts my visibility was not at an all time high. In fact I was still working on how many cows/bulls were actually there.

It seemed to me that this would be a great time to take a picture of the cow/bull. I believe in retrospect that my first mistake was putting my head down and pawing the ground with my right foot while also having my hands on either side of my head with my index fingers sticking out in an effort to look as though I had horns. It was funny at the time and we all had a good laugh. Riding the wave of this success I decided to start walking towards the cow/bull very slowly with my camera at the ready. Suddenly it happened. It turns out that it was a bull, and it was charging at me with real horns! As I was running away I accidentally snapped this shot of my sweat shirt. The bull charged maybe ten feet and then stopped. I was several hundred yards away by the time I noticed the bull had stopped. My wife was even farther away having left me to fend for myself as soon as the bull moved. I suppose that supporting stupid behaviour was not one of the wedding vows that she agreed to uphold.

Now you might wonder what this has to do with trumpet. I know that I am wondering that right now. How am I going to tie this together???? I’ll get back to you. In the meantime try to make informed choices. If you aren’t sure if you are dealing with a bull or a cow, make sure you clarify the situation before you approach! And that’s my blog for this week neatly tied together as usual.

I hope that everyone had a safe and happy holiday season.

Adios!
Andrew