<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(larkinmj @ Mar 23 2007, 11:17 PM) [snapback]411346[/snapback]</div> thx ill let her know 1 priuschat member enjoyed it. she would tease me because I love reading these threads so much that everyone must be nerdy, but my oh my she is so wrong. the members here seem to be some of the most exciting and friendly people. I was so upset he cancelled his last show here and then decided to do a show with no publicity. at least I made it to the b. dylan concert. keep the pics coming
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(saechaka @ Mar 23 2007, 10:01 PM) [snapback]411359[/snapback]</div> Don't let the picsw fool ya. I think we are all pretty nerdy if you consider how much time we spend in here and on a computer. I like the retro look of the video and the feeling behind it all.
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(maggieddd @ Mar 23 2007, 07:09 PM) [snapback]411266[/snapback]</div> Where was that taken, Maggie? China? Or a local Chinatown? I'm just guessing. I cannot distinguish Asian languages. And are you supposed to eat the whole fish, skin and all? Or do you take it off the skewer and remove the icky parts? My mom was one of the very first people to visit China when they first opened up to foreign tourism. She and a bunch of other old leftists were invited as guests of the Chinese government. She loved the food, all except the fermented duck eggs, which she thought were totally disgusting. (Fertilized, partly-developed eggs are fermented in the ground, then dug up and eaten.)
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(daniel @ Mar 24 2007, 12:01 AM) [snapback]411387[/snapback]</div> Daniel, the picture was taken in Japan, more specifically in Nikko. The fish is trout and yes you eat it with the skin, no head. It was nicely grilled and the skin was crispy. Delicious.
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(F8L @ Mar 23 2007, 03:52 PM) [snapback]411254[/snapback]</div> Kinda a long story. Yes, the pig was cooked (imu). I tried to save it from drowning by holding his head above water. First time he drowned, I hit it on side of his chest with my fist after he went under the boat. Coughed up a bunch of water and his eyes cleared up. Second time he went under I couldn't save him and he died. Ended up towing it into a beach and giving the DEAD pig to a well know local surfer and he called the newspaper they ran a story that was anything but the truth. Here it is: September 1, 2002 Section: Hawaii Page: 23A Surf champ hauls in odd prize Hoover Will Staff Advertiser Final Ocean delivers pig for Rusty Keaulana's grill By Will Hoover, ADVERTISER LEEWARD OAHU WRITER Just back from competing in the Oxbow World Longboard Championship in Mexico, three-time world longboarding champion Rusty Keaulana inadvertently got involved yesterday in what he called a whole new event: ocean pig hunting. "This is more exciting than Mexico," Keaulana said, shortly after hauling a 180-pound wild boar in from the waves off Makua beach. "I'm still in shock. This is like winning the world title - only I won a pig!" Keaulana said he was relaxing with his son at Makaha Beach at about 9:30 a.m. when a couple of acquaintances from Waianae ran up and told him they had just seen a wild pig jump into the ocean near Makua Ranch. The men guessed the animal had been chased from the hills by dogs. The pig swam about a mile out, where it encountered a 14-foot white Boston Whaler that began herding the animal to shore. Keaulana and two friends, Bruce Florence and Shane Delos Santos, headed for Makua beach to investigate. Florence and Delos Santos dived into the water and swam toward the pig. They had second thoughts when they reached the animal and it turned aggressive. "I'm a hunter," Florence said. "I've hunted pigs all my life. I was thinking, I'm not scared of this boar. But when I got about three feet from the pig, he looked me straight in the eye and - whoa! - I just back-pedaled. This guy was steaming hot. I was so scared I thought, Oh no, I'm not doing this." Florence and Delos Santos swam back toward the beach. Keaulana dived into the water with a line, when the animal stopped moving about 30 yards off shore. "I threw a line around him, tied him up and brought him in," Keaulana said. "He had drowned swimming. It was really tough to drag him through the waves. This thing was big. His tusks are a good three inches." The three put the dead pig in Keaulana's pickup and made plans for a barbecue. Then Keaulana called his mom and told her he was bringing a pig home from the beach. "We've took pictures of it on my tailgate," he said. "I want to show them to the TV fishing guy Mike Sakamoto and say, Look what we caught." Photo caption: Pig fishermen, from left, Chris Hinojosa, Rusty Keaulana, Shane Delos Santos and Bruce Florence display the catch of the day: a 180-pound wild boar seen floundering offshore. They believe it may have been chased off a cliff at Makua. BRUCE ASATO - The Honolulu Advertiser
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(maggieddd @ Mar 23 2007, 11:25 PM) [snapback]411393[/snapback]</div> Yum.
Maybe I might post - but identity theft and whatnot are all too common - I suppose maybe more so when they have a photo? Only other thing they would need is email, no?
I could be wrong but I don't think identity theft involves looking like someone else but rather in having someone elses vital stats affixed to their appearance. Besides I'm not worth enough for someone to go pay for plastic surgery to assume my identity
[attachmentid=7079] How's this for a pic of a pic? We didn't have any digital photos to ad. The pressure was on to have the photo contain nice scenery or exciting content. Hope this complies. This is on a day hike in Wyoming.
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(Mirza @ Mar 24 2007, 01:31 PM) [snapback]411505[/snapback]</div> Hmmm... maybe that's not me third from the right... I could be the one second from the left... or maybe I'm the one who took the photo....hmmmm. You could always email me for the answer at [email protected] ....oops. [attachmentid=7080]
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(nyconrad @ Mar 24 2007, 12:50 PM) [snapback]411604[/snapback]</div> But wait... you forgot to include your social security number. B) I bet you have a rich uncle in Nigeria who died and left you money too!
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(livelychick @ Mar 23 2007, 02:52 PM) [snapback]411047[/snapback]</div> Glad I could return some of the enjoyment I've gotten out of PriusChat As for going back and doing the Appalachian Trail end to end, the allure is there, but the odds of everything required to make a reasonable end-to-end attempt coming together again are slim to none. <div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(eclectcmoi @ Mar 23 2007, 02:53 PM) [snapback]411050[/snapback]</div> Probably the worst part was not knowing why my arms didn't work until some 13 hours after I fell and they had already carried me over halfway down the mountain... Dr Goebel, who ran the Lincoln ME rescue team, got up to us, took one look, and immediately asked "How the !%$(?! did you manage to dislocate BOTH your shoulders?" A question I was to hear from every MD I saw during my recovery (which is complete, turns out this was an injury where it pays to be over 40!)... <div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(daniel @ Mar 23 2007, 06:51 PM) [snapback]411169[/snapback]</div> The original post pretty much tells it all... June 2004 I went up to Baxter State Park in Maine with my youngest daughter and a friend (the designated driver who was going to climb Mt Katahdin with us and then drive home while we walked) to start a north to south end-to-end hike of the Appalachian Trail. (For those not familiar with it, the AT starts at the top of Mount Katahdin in Maine and winds some 2175 miles down Springer Mountain in Georgia.) About 3/4 of the way to the top, I lost my footing dropping down into a dip in the trail (see the photo below and notice the 2" by 6" white blazes going up the side of the rock). I only fell about six feet, but on the way down, my day pack snagged and tried to rip my arms off. So there I sat, a little stunned and ready to get up and keep going when I discovered that neither arm worked. As you can tell from the pictures, the trail is steep with some fun rock scrambles. By noon we realized that the question was no longer would we get to the top to start the AT, but rather how were we going to hike back down the mountain. For the record, it was a great morning for hiking, about 40 degrees F, foggy, with a drizzling rain. :lol: I won't bore everyone with the details, but a brief time line tells the story: 8:30 AM - Leave camp to leisurely hike up Mt Katahdin to start the AT. 11:30 AM - Oops. See 1st picture. Noon - Realization sets in that not only can't I continue up, but also I can't even get back down. 2:00 PM - Baxter State Park gets the word and rescue starts. 4:00 PM - Two first responders arrive on site. Weather won't allow a helicopter. 5:00 PM - Ropes team and small crew arrive, descent starts. all evening - Reinforcements continue to arrive, bringing warm bodies, lights, food & batteries. all night - Descent continues approximately 70 feet at a time (using 75' belay lines). 5:30 AM - Reached the campground and transferred to ambulance (3 hours up, 12 hours down). 7:30 AM - Arrive at Millinocket Regional Hospital for treatment. 2 days later - See 2nd picture 1 year later - Injury? What injury? Note that statistically, I am not one of the thousands every year who start to hike the AT and quit along the way. Since we never reached the top of the mountain, we can't be considered quitters because we never even started. [attachmentid=7088] [attachmentid=7087]
Somehow, Maggie's picture looks, to me, exactly like the picture of a person who would have made such a wicked avatar. =) Michgal007 -- that kid picture is awesomely cute. Love the dolphin picture, Daniel... I'm envious. I've swum with sea turtles, though, but not dolphins yet. Koa gets the cleverest. Even my wife, who likes to scoff at my meager aspirations to Prius geekiness, thought that one was funny.
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(v.jones @ Mar 25 2007, 11:11 AM) [snapback]411927[/snapback]</div> Wow! Quite an ordeal. Rock scrambles frighten me. Walking is fun. Walking up a very steep trail is fun. Scrambling, for me, is not fun; it's just a way to get on to the next patch of good trail and fun again. The most frightening thing I've ever done was a long, steep, boulder scramble. (Yes, it was more frightening than jumping out of an airplane!) <div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(zapranoth @ Mar 26 2007, 12:11 AM) [snapback]412187[/snapback]</div> Maggie does kind of look like someone who would enjoy watching pengiuns knock each other into a puddle of ice water.
First we have the 2 hybrids ... our MT vehicle, and our CA Pri. [attachmentid=7099] Next, AK inland passage cruise with She Who Must Be Obeyed [attachmentid=7102] Next, The Anchor ~ Cambridge, UK. favoirte bar (established in the 1700's) and 10 years after passing the California bar. [attachmentid=7101] Lastly? Whoo Hooo! Just had the big 5-0 birthday party !! That's Gilbert ~ a great Frank Sinatra Impersonator doing the singing. That's me upper right, sitting at the bar. [attachmentid=7103] Almost forgot!! 5 years ago (pre digital camera). Inside of a flying fortress ... B17 that came in to John Wayne Airport. You can see the ball turret in the floor of the fuselage ahead of me. Now that I've acquired a 50 caliber machine gun ... what do I plan to do? I'M GOING TO DISNEYLAND. Worked there since '84. [attachmentid=7104]
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(livelychick @ Mar 23 2007, 02:52 PM) [snapback]411047[/snapback]</div> Wow. It literally made you L(Y)AO? Must have been painful. . .
<div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(zapranoth @ Mar 26 2007, 01:11 AM) [snapback]412187[/snapback]</div> <div class='quotetop'>QUOTE(daniel @ Mar 26 2007, 04:55 PM) [snapback]412573[/snapback]</div> You got that right Daniel!
