On the outside: At long last

Saturday, January 30, 2010

At long last - I hope

"Before all the fuss" click on the photo to see full size

I am composing this post in two parts. Right now I am writing a short introduction to the two websites that I hope will be fully functional by the time I finish writing the intro -Editor's note: they weren't -

Okay, life interrupted, had a houseful of company and the place was rocking! We had a little get together and my friends came by with some guitars, drums, and a willingness to sing and we jammed for quite awhile. It's surprising how many songs we know - and how many of those that we don't know all the words to.

But the websites are finished and I think show the art of the two Francis' very well. The third Francis website should be up and running by next weekend. The top photo is one of Tim's and the bottom is one of his mother's.

Check out www.timfrancis.ca and www.dorothyfrancis.ca

"First Snowfall" click on photo to see full size

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I am a highly trained athlete with years of living in the wilds of northern Canada. I was raised by wolves. I've wrestled Grizzlies with my bare hands - twice I was killed by them and twice I killed them. I rode with Gabriel Dumont. I was lead oarsman when our ship landed at L'anse aux meadows. I poured Sir John A. his last scotch and held the spike at Craigellachie.

In short, I've been around and I would feel real bad if someone with less experience went out on one of my adventures and ended up like, well, like me. If I say it's a tough go, it's a tough go and maybe you should think twice about doing it.

I'll tell the story one day about the ill fated ski trip to Pyramid Lake where I saw a grown man cry at the prospect of death. He didn't believe me when I told him about what was required of a participant in what we liked to call the Cursed Black Trail of All encompassing Evil and Death. Don't you be like that fellow.

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