Monday, September 13, 2010

Day 20 and 21

The Beast Lives !


We are now hurtling torwards the end of our amazing journey of creativity, construction and cerveza (not to mention vino y Hierbas!).

Found a great photo from last weeks barbeque at Eki's house. Eric and Eki discussing bass construction technique on the roof . . .



Saturday morning we had a late start due to the excesses of Friday night. We started, Eric, Luc and I, with a zumo de zanahoria and coffee. At 11am we started with the professor. After much stressing and a couple of of cervezas, Eric adjusted his nuts once again, and added a Formentera island decal . . .





I worked on my four outstanding tasks, fixing the volume knob seating in its recess, finishing my higher frets, finishing, oiling and fixing my pickup covers and raising the bridge pickup for maximum boom-boom . . .



We had realised on Thursday why we had eaten pizza in the 'midnight oil' sessions on Wednesday. These were used for our wiring diagrams (the back of them . . ), so I kept a memento . . .




Had to use the practised eye to check the truss-rod . . .





At 4pm the beast was live and dangerous and I had a sound check with the professor . . .



We returned home, via Es Glop to show Jaime and Maria the finished articles (we got a request for an Es Glop gig), and had a lazy lunch in the shade of the trees. The beast rested . . .



After a shower, Luc, Eric amd I had another sound check and rocked the Cap de Berberia . . . .



We walked down to the cove for a swim and witnessed another astounding sunset . . .







No, it's not Hiroshima, its the sun setting in the west behind Denia . . .



More Hierbas was drunk and we had dinner at Es Cap.

Later on Saturday night we had an amazing view of the moon and venus up the junction . . . (or is it conjunction?)




Sunday was a lazy morning, another sound check, swimming in Cala Saona, lazy lunch of Fideua at Restaurant Sol (with the owner, Paco, performing his magic tricks for us, with cards as well as food). We returned to Casa Eric for a siesta, another sound check, and a light dinner topped off with the final Hierbas by candlelight . . . .

Sunday rest . . .









Burning the midnight Hierbas. What's that strange light ?




Halloween?






Today I fly home. Odd mix of emtions. Sad it's all over. Elated that the guitar actually ended up being a real instrument. Tired from a very different sort of work. Weakened liver from Hierbas. Strengthened by some great new friends. But it is time to return to the real world now . . .


Eric is staying on till Thursday . . .

It has been a BLAST!

Luc has downloaded all his 900 photos from his iPhone to my PC so I may post some more photos, but my work here is DONE!