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Miami Dolphins at Wembley Stadium.

Wembley Stadium lit up.

Wembley Stadium lit up.

This year the NFL has scheduled three regular season games at Wembley stadium. And since the first of those games involved the Miami Dolphins, a team I have followed since ’84, I have been forced to go and watch. It’s been a busy time for us so I have been quiet here lately, these are just a few pics and some notes about the trip.

Saturday and the NFL have taken over Regent St, London. They think about 600,000 people visited the area, most wearing the colours of their NFL team of choice. The bars, the shops and the surrounding area flooded with American Football fans. Many wearing either aqua, or black, the colours of Miami or Oakland respectively.

Bob Greise.

Bob Greise.

The stage played host to players from both teams, old and New, lots to look at and shout about. The atmosphere is friendly and full of anticipation for the game. Sunday starts early as everyone heads to the stadium to enjoy food, drink and the carnival that is the NFL coming to town, this years series sold out within days. Wembley itself is a great venue, with plenty of space and organisation to keep everything moving along.

Pre-game Atlanta, Detroit.  Early crowds.

Pre-game Atlanta, Detroit. Early crowds.

Me in the old kit, just like my old playing days.

Me in the old kit, just like my old playing days.

In the stadium.

In the stadium.

This is the second time I’ve been able to watch the Dolphins play live, the first time in 2001 at the Joe Robbie Stadium in Miami. I was a bit excitable and Jane had trouble keeping control. It was a great experience and with Miami running out 38 – 14 winners I was happy.

The winning scoreboard.

The winning scoreboard.

Cam Wake during warm-ups.

Cam Wake during warm-ups.

Dan Marino,  DAN MARINO.

Dan Marino, DAN MARINO.

Dan the Man, my hero, I watched him for so many years, so close but never a Superbowl ring, perhaps the best never to have achieved it, I might be biased though.

A sell-out crowd.

A sell-out crowd.

Pre-game.

Pre-game.

Once the game started, I stopped taking pictures and watched the game, got to concentrate when the Dolphins are playing. And although Miami ran out easy winners against a Raiders team that is struggling this year I didn’t mind. I couldn’t have dealt with too much stress, it’s bad enough watching them win and lose on TV, I needed an easy win this time.

I think Wembley and the NFL have done an outstanding job of selling this sport in the UK, and of making the whole event a great weekend out. There are rumours of an eventual team for London, so we’ll see how that pans out, in the meantime, I have two more games to see at Wembley, the Lions against Falcons and the Jaguars against Cowboys. (The Detroit game has come and gone now, a great close finishing game.)

Just one last shot from a few years ago, me playing DE for the UK team North Sea Hurricanes. I played for 7 years, at Nose-Tackle, Defensive-End and sometimes filling in on the O-line. I had great fun and would probably still be playing if not for an injury. I’m the second d-lineman from the left with a dark facecage.

North Sea Hurricanes.

North Sea Hurricanes.

In the meantime, enjoy the coming changes in weather, the good and the bad, but still get out and do some walking in the hills. It’s always worth the trouble.

Places to See.

An outstanding highpoint to see the Sea.

An outstanding highpoint to see the Sea.

A test of nerve in the Lake District.

A test of nerve in the Lake District.

Setting the tone for a border walk.

Setting the tone for a border walk.

Three new edits of older pictures, Wales, the Lakes, and the Welsh Borders. Great trips out and all worth a visit. First picture, looking out over Llyn Idwal, next on Sharp Edge, Blencathra and finally Llanthony Priory.

Hope you are having a good week, enjoy the week-end.

Puy De Dome.

Just finding out how to use Lightroom 5. So I thought I’d try out a few edits on some older pictures. Let me know what you think.

Looking back to the start of the climb.

Looking back to the start of the climb.

Looking out across the Chain des Puys.

Looking out across the Chain des Puys.

Close cropped view.

Close cropped view.

It’s Poetry night tomorrow, so I’ll be trying out some of my recent work, it’s also nearly closing time on the National Poetry Competition, so I need to sit and choose something to enter,have you entered yet? There is also another couple of competitions coming up soon so I have some work to do. The colour is turning on the trees, take a walk in the woods and enjoy the view, soon be bare branches and a different kind of beauty.

Watching.

Watching Out.

Watching Out.

A follow on post from an idea on Josephine Corcoran’s blog a post titled “In the wee small hours, someone’s working“. Awake at the wrong end of the day, apologies for the camera shake, it was a windy morning as the sun came up. Scanned from a negative.


Night Watch.

Watching from the darkness
just outside the light of the street,
when sleep is the order of the moment.

Walking fence lines and back roads,
waiting for something, coffee perhaps
or boardgames and night TV.

Pass time moments between shift change
and happenings, orders and stand-by,
stand down and sleep the day till dusk

and back, on watch, watching for
early wakers and the dawn chorus,
the blue sky before the sun.


As an aside, this is my 300th post. Never thought I’d make it this far, thanks everyone for stopping by over the last few years and reading my rambles. Have fun, it’s life after all.

Coffin Road. National Poetry Day.

East Dart River.

East Dart River.

Today is National Poetry Day so get out and read a poem, this years theme is remember. Give one as a gift, leave a note on the bus or train, tuck one inside a magazine or newspaper waiting to be sold. The Poetry Society Website has lots of ideas and resources if you need some help or want to see if anything is happening near you. For my part, a return to Dartmoor, and the Coffin Road, have a good day and read some poetry.


Rivers and roads
crossing on the Lychway.
The footsteps of mourners
follow the old coffin road
past places that carry their time
in names and forgotten purpose.

They were somewhere once,
parts of a pattern on the land
written in granite and fine
grained tracks now refusing
to fade back into the folds
of the open moor.


Have a good day. Read something out of the ordinary and remember to spread the word.
(I know, sorry) :-)

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