Empty handed

Waking up early in the morning, getting ready,
packing lunch and water....preparing for another hike
for mountain apples.

Jambu like fruits, that apparently some say are not jambu
but according to internet sources, are jambu.
In fact, they are a native of Malaysia..!!!

Anyways, began our hour long drive to the north shore around 10am so that we will arrive at 11.
Man, traffic sucked,
all these tourist trying to get around driving at 15 mph trying to find their destination on a one lane freeway which has a speed limit of 45 Mph. If I had a shot gun, I would have blown that damn blue Dodge off the road and save many people a lot of time and not to mention
GAS.

Arrived at our assigned parking area, we started walking up the freeway, heading to our path.
Beginning with a climb we huff anf puff our way to the top of the hill.
Then, we head down into a gulch and along the riverside we walk
criss-crossing occasionally (about 10 times)
eaten alive by mosquitos in search of the mysterious
Mountain Apples.....
The apparently not jambu, jambu..

Further and further into the jungle we go and still no sight of the elusive fruit.
None.....no flowers in sigh, no red fruit....
hmmm.............
Then, we see flowers, still not blooming.....dammit.
Came too early in the season.
no fruit, therefore we are returning home,
climbing up the gulch, empty handed.
All this walking for nothing.
We were here a whole month early, they don' t start to fruit until August!!!
We'll be back jambu....yes we will....

Here's what they are supposed to look like.

The Fruit

The trees

Let's hope we have more luck in late august....

There goes the challenge

So much for the 6 pack challenge.....
let's see.......
who's still in it???
me?? err....
aud?? hm....
bro??? eeee....
everyone else?? no comment

oh well, all the huffing and puffing (not much really)
have gone down the drain with
tiramisu, pretzels and brownies, and cookies, etc.

Where does one find motivation to work out and stick to it???
God only knows.
Monetary incentives
Job
Peer pressure?oh, and of course
a Personal trainer
No wonder celebs get it done easily,
you pay a personal trainer so that
they train you to get the body you want
to get the job you want to land
which pays the amount you would like
so that you can pay the personal trainer
it all goes around..........

Song of the moment: Dying

I’m dying, dying to wake up without you
Without you in my head again
I’m dying, dying to forget about you
That you ever lived
There’s a shade come over this heart that’s coping
With laying down to rest
I’m dying to live without you again

I’m dying, dying to find a distraction,
Get you away from me
I’m dying, dying to reach a conclusion,
So that the world can see
It’s the same old of story of love and glory that broke before it bent
I’m dying to live without you again

The first time you left I said goodbye
Now there’s not a prayer that can survive

Dying, dying to die just to come back,
So we can meet again
Dying, dying to say what I always,
Always should have said
It’s a strange emotion this but there’s still hope in this
As long as there’s a breath
I’m dying and I can’t live without you again

It’s a strange emotion this but there’s still hope in this
As long as there’s a breath

I’m dying and I can’t live without you
I’m dying and I can’t live without you again