Wifey and I are going out of the country for the first time ever in a couple of weeks; Jamaica if you must know. Not my first choice for my first time leaping fuck face Trump’s “wall” around the U.S., but it looks like it’s going to be a killer time celebrating our 20th anniversary (1.5 years later) with another couple we’re good friends who are celebrating their 25th. Sun, beach, warm water, rum, and boobs; that’s pretty much all I need to survive. As documented here, I’m a woodsy-type of guy, but there’s something to be said for being a beach sloth. And rum.
Wifey being Wifey got me a GoPro for Christmas (or in my case, a GoNotSoPro™) so that I could capture video near and in the water during our trip (she’s the best). I’ve never used a GoPro before so I have been working overtime in hopes of learning how to use it properly.
I’m currently limited on how much editing I can do with my vintage 2009 iMac, but I’m doing what I can and hoping that in the coming months I can learn more and maybe invest in a Mac that can at very least operate the current Mac OS. Sigh.
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I walked a couple of miles, took too much video, took some pics with my Fuji and then headed home to scream at my Mac for hours after.
I’m hoping that as I learn the camera, get more familiar with editing video (again), and upgrade my Mac; I can start sharing more video content. No, not me riding boring dirt roads, but things like me, riding, um, boring dirt roads, with COWS. YES! There will be cow video!! (insert another sigh here)
This is a fucking lame “bike” blog. I’m lame. Yet here we are. Sorry?
Later.