Author Archives: Jeff C

What’s Good for the Goose . . .

Just south of my hometown of Vian, Oklahoma, is Sequoyah Wildlife Refuge.  Each fall (and spring) the wheatfields of the refuge are swarmed by tens of thousands of wild geese, migrating toward friendlier climates.  My dad drove me through the Refuge while I was home for Thanksgiving.

There is a two-lane road through the middle of the Refuge.  On the west side, hunting (geese) is legal and popular; on the east side hunting is not allowed.  When you drive down that road, you can see thousands of geese on the east side — often just 40 yards or so from the road — but none on the west side.  Even the flight patterns of the huge swarms that come in and out carefully stay on the safe side.  Like me, the geese are not as dumb as they look.

The www.stevecreek.com website (a photographer from the area) often has pictures (better than mine!) from the Refuge.

 
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Costa Rica November 2011

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I spent two weeks in November attending a Spanish language school in Playa Flamingo, Costa Rica.  DON’T ask or expect me to bust out any espanol — YET.  I’ll need another dose.

Here are a few pictures of some of my friends and classmates surfing at Tamarindo Beach (and some random beach bum types.  It may be difficult to discern which are which.)

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There’s a town in Costa Rica that’s famous for its pottery (ceramicas).  The story is that these families have been making it there for 500 years or so, using pretty much the same materials, designs and methods.  I met a guy named (disappointingly) “Willy,” who demonstrated his craft.  I wound up flying home with seven pieces of pottery in my luggage.  Amusingly, I also wound up giving a multimedia show-and-tell presentation (in Spanish, of course) to the entire school, describing my visit to Guaitil .

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Here are some random Costa Rican sunsets from the trip.

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Costa Rican Streets

I was in rural Costa Rica recently.  Driving the roads, you can’t help but notice the basic and primitive transportation often used by many of the locals:  Old, stripped-down cars, kids holding grocery sacks and riding on the handlebars of their parents’ bikes, motorcycles with no lights, and “worse.”  That’s all far from ideal, but despite what we would view as evidence of poverty, the country seems happy and vibrant and is making progress.  I suspect our roads (maybe our country more generally) looked and felt about like this 80 years ago.

That kind of transportation would be illegal in the U.S. today.  We effectively tell our poor people that if they can’t afford a car with three-point seatbelts, emissions controls, liability insurance and a government-certified infant carseat, they’ll just have to stay home or walk.  And then we’re frustrated that the poor have trouble “getting anywhere” in America.

Austin (or, “If you can beat them, join them!”)

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I’ve watched OU play the Longhorns at least a dozen times.  But it’s always in Dallas, so I’d never been to a game in Austin.  By happy coincidence, I was in Austin to go to a reception at the law school honoring Robin Gibbs (the founder of my law firm) on the night before a UT/Texas Tech game.  Robin had tickets galore, so I got to see my first Longhorn ballgame in Austin.  Actually the most striking thing about it was how eerily similar it was to games in Norman — just change the colors.

Notice my hideous orange costume — I was undercover and/or trying to be at least modestly gracious to my burnt orange hosts, who somehow love their ‘horns every bit as much as we love the Sooners (Reminds me of the Police song from the 1980s — “The Russians Love Their Children, Too”.).  The “couple” in the stands is a friend and Gibbs & Bruns partner Jeff Kubin, with his sister Jennifer.  The happy family pics are the Reasoners; the pretty girl in the picture with me is my goddaughter, Olivia Reasoner.  By the way, the Longhorns won the game easily; but the Texas Tech band killed the Orange band.

Cowboy James in Moab

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I had a little bit of landscape fatigue after four days at the Moab workshop, so for about 20 minutes I wandered over to the “ranch” next to the lodge where we were staying.  I met James, who had worked there as a wrangler/outfitter most of his life.  When James isn’t taking Japanese tourists on dude-ranch style outings along the Colorado River, he’s doing the real cowboy work of taking care of the horses.   He never stood still, but I got some decent shots.

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(Photo nerds:  I used an off-camera flash on the ground in a small Lastolite softbox to get a little light up under that hat.)