So sad to see a man like Bob Weir cross over to the other side… he will be greatly missed by his family and all of his admirers. It was nice to see Bobby honored during the Grammy Award show on Sunday, Feb. 1, when the event celebrated diverse musical achievements,...
Uncle Mott
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Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott: The River
Well, January has come and gone… Good riddance, too much precipitation, if you ask me, which you probably didn’t. A few years ago (2023), we had “Snowmageddon” and I got a T-shirt that said, “I survived Snowmageddon.” I feel like I deserve a new T-shirt that says, “I...
Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott: I Love a Rainy Night
Some folks never tire of complaining about the rain. They complain when there’s not enough, and they complain again when we finally get some and they want it to stop. I call them “Complainers.” Yes, we’ve had more than our fair share of precipitation in the last few...
Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott: Hot, Hot, Hot
Better hurry up and start diggin, and I ain’t kiddin’ for it’s gonna start gettin’ hot, hot, hot around these parts, all on account of Asteroid Nemesis 128, discovered on Nov. 25, 1872, and it seems to be coming back to “get” us. Me mind on fire, me soul on fire,...
Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott: Time
Now that the holidays have passed us by, it’s time to climb into my Time Machine and transport myself into the future. Don’t worry, I’ll be back again someday. Perhaps we’ll all meet again someday. Let’s see now, how do I strap myself in? I sure wouldn’t want to go...
Mountain Musings with Uncle Mott: It Never Rains in Southern California
Once again, the rain gods have smiled down upon us and our mountaintop communities. Not since Lake Gregory was replenished by a single downpour in 1938 have we witnessed so much H2O in such a brief interval. Why, it was raining so hard last week, there were alligator...




