I’m moving up to the mountains this summer. Changing my life style completely. No electricity, no phones, no traffic, no problems. I’m selling eveything I don’t use very much…including my Froment B full set of pipes. Actually a 5/4 set because of the extra A drone. It’s in pristine condition. Made 2002. Ebony, stainless, faux ivory. In tune. Extra reeds. Works perfect. Chanter fully keyed. Case. Cost me plenty (over 12K), so I expect serious inquiries only. Keep in mind that shipping insurance for overseas is outrageous…several hundred dollars. CD available–one set of tunes. About 7½ minutes of non-stop playing, or I can play them for you over the phone. PM me for contact info.
Been nice knowing y’all. Thanks for everything. It was great.
What mountains are you headed to, Lar? I noticed various Dickinsons (Dickinsoni?) mentioned in the Heppner Gazette-Times, what do you guys play, bluegrass?
Hey Lorenzo…those pipes electric? If not, then keep 'em! Hmmmmm…maybe you’re giving up stuff that sounds electric. Post some photos of the environs you’ll be moving to…so the rest of us can dream!
I’ll be on the western edge of the Eagle Cap Wilderness area…resting on 80 private acres I bought a couple years ago. I’ll have a stunning view of the higher granite mts–both Wallowas and Elk Horns.
I’m getting tired of the rat race. Won’t need my brain scanned either PD, just nice silence and all the birdies in the trees. I may get back into the pipes a little later, don’t worry..once sticken always stricken, but I doubt if I shall ever return to civilization. Pipes might scare the elk away…we’ll see if they like the concertina and flute in the meantime.
Yeah Kevin, I moonlight as a fiddler and mando player sometimes in a b/g band with my cousins. I asked the crowd at Hepner if they knew of any old pipes lying around–Denis Brooks told me to keep an eye out. I also asked all about the Rietmann family and heard some great stories about you. They were please that I knew the old guy in town who collects vintage MGAs too.
I use to live on the property I’m going back to. Here we are 20 years ago…hehe…in a log cabin I built way back then. Kind of hairy I’d say.
Sounds like a great plan…thanks for the pics. Hey…I’ll paint you some images of buildings-n-city stuff to remind you of the otherworld in exchange for those pipes??? If I hadn’t just sent the Feds $15K I’d have bought those pipes… F*** the Dems and Republicans… irresponsibly spending my money…yours too!
Thanks Annie. There’s a woman up there waiting for me so it won’t be all hermit-like…even though that’s my stronger nature. It took someone special and she likes that about me.
Speaking of taxes…guess what? For 80 acres, I’m only paying $79 p/year. Really. In the early 80’s it was rezoned to large tracks per dweling. Nothing has changed. Everything looks just the same. No urban sprawl anywhere around. It’s a wildlife/agriculture zoning. All you have to do is show an intention of farming…like growing blueberries or tree sapplings, etc. Even hay in the meadow will do. No cows or goats for me, thanks. One horse is fine. No cats no dogs. Coyotes eat all the cats and dogs chase away all the wildlife. There’s cougar all over the area.
Some days that I’m there…I wish the day would never end.
Hey, rebel…you just missed turkey season (gobblers only). It lasts for 6 weeks and ended last weekend. Wild turkeys are around alright. I see a lot of them. Be glad to get rid of them. I don’t like 'em around much and nothing seems able to catch them that I’ve noticed. They fly pretty good too. Didn’t know they roosted up high in trees at night.
-You can take Lorenzo’s word this area is primo. I’ve seen it and its pretty much the best
the mountain west has: room to roam, beaucoup wildlife, beautiful and dramatic scenery ranging from high peaks and alpine meadows and valleys to grassland plain, arid land folds and Hell’s Canyon near. Its the place to go to convince yourself such places really exist.
I wish you mild eves and few bugs. Work, love, and play, preferably all at the same time.
When I was working too hard to live, I took the time to get really far away. Now that I’m semi-retired to a little lake on a little island, true wilderness is too far away. I’m jealous.
we need to throw some backstraps on the grill!
