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Look who I found on my doorstep! At first I thought he was dead, but when I looked more closely, he was still breathing. I brought him inside and patched him up and he's now safely recovering in the arms of some very special ladies.
That's right, folks! I gots me a Gil Webber doll! I am super-chuffed, especially because he didn't cost me an arm and a leg. I traded a DotD Deuce doll for him, so I only ended up paying local retail (~ US$28) plus shipping. Much better than US$100+ on evilbay!
I actually went to one of the local parks earlier with the intention of taking a photo of him by the stream only to find that the stream was all dried up! So I came home and took this photo instead. Ah well. I've got some other ideas for him anyway.
Question: as I don't watch the webisodes, I am wondering if anyone can tell me whether Gil needs to wear his helmet to survive on land, or can he breathe air like Lagoona can? Is he ever shown not wearing it? Obviously I can photograph him without his helmet on if I want to. I'm just curious.
Gil appears to be looking for his Cinderella. I wonder who it could be ... ;-)
[FYI: This is my new Dance Class Gil. I got the DC 5-pack for just NZ$49 (~US$38) at Kmart this evening. That kind of deal is unheard of here in NZ! I mean, the only other store selling it here is asking NZ$120 (~US$94) for it! Crazy, eh? I'm not into the Dance Class line, so I'm going to be selling the other four dolls, although I am keeping a few of the outfits and accessories.]
Texture by SkeletalMess.
13 Beauties Challenge 4: Shoes
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After landing this sturgeon and having it in the live well...My grandson Caleb went to clean and remove the spinal column ( which is dangerous to your health) The fish got away and swam back into the Columbia..." No you don't" Caleb said, and took his cell phone out and threw it aside and dove in after it. He was submerged for some time and surfaced with fish hand in the gills..."Fish first in triumph..."
This is kind of a reprise of an earlier shot I took of Lagoona and Flint.
They really are sitting under a cauliflower plant. It's one of D1's purple cauliflowers. They haven't started flowering yet, but you can be sure I'll take some pics when they do.
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Heeeereee's Beefy!
This photo was taken back in summer 2013, while walking around exploring / documenting how different everything in Fish Creek Park looked after the historic flooding that occurred last summer!
Here you can see Beefy cooling off in the Bow River, or, as I liked to imagine it, lying in wait for his prey!
When I took and edited (but for some reason never posted!) this shot, I was watching an amazing nature documentary called River Monsters where extreme angler / fisher Jeremy Wade (an appropriate last name!) would go to the deepest, darkest corners of the world to find the world's largest and deadliest freshwater marine animals!
Could Beefy ever be terrifying, or would he just "cute" people to death?
I hope you are all hearing the "Jaws" music in your heads as you view this shot now!
DUH DUH - DUH DUH - DUH DUH - BEEFY ATTACKS!
Hope you are all having a great week so far, my friends!
This is a slideshow of the amazing parade of decorated and illuminated boats on the River Derwent at Matlock Bath, Derbyshire, UK. The 2013 parade continues for every Saturday and Sunday in the remainder of October. Just in case you don't get it, the pram is the royal pram for our new royal baby!
The photos were taken on my Sony A58 and Fuji X10 and cleaned up in Lightroom 5 on my desktop computer. Everything else was done on an iPad. iMovie for the slideshow, GarageBand for the music and Photoshop Touch for the titles.
I spotted a Youtube video that gives a nice feel for the family atmosphere at the illuminations at
Jeremy John Wade
(born 5 May 1960) is a British biologist, television presenter, extreme angler and writer specializing in travel and natural history. He is best known for his television series River Monsters, produced by Icon Films. He holds a special interest in freshwater and has been traveling around the world fishing for giant freshwater fish.
"He can make you love, he can make you cry
he will bring you down, then he'll get you high
somethin' keeps him goin', miles and miles a day
to find another place to play
night after night who treats you right,
baby, it's the guitar man
who's on the radio, you go listen
to the guitar man ..."
~ Bread, "The Guitar Man"
Project 52 2013 ~ Week 15: dark
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I hiked down the two track, and swatting at deer flies and mosquitoes determined to make me their breakfast. After almost a mile I was there. I heard the white noise of the gushing dam well before I saw it. This was a spot I’ve been wanting to fish for a while. The dam is only accessible by a mile through the woods on foot, or farther by boat. I like places like that. I figured I’d have a nice hike, break in my new hiking boots, and maybe catch a few smallies. I tossed a tube jig – one of my go-to river smallmouth lures – and got nothing. Maybe it was too subtle, perhaps it couldn’t compete with the wild boils of the dam. I switched to a black spinner and immediately caught a cute little smallmouth bass. Hooray!I cast the lure out into the slower water, knowing that bigger fish often like to hang out in the areas near but not in the fast water. I was right! At first I thought I’d snagged a log. Then it started swimming away! The pull of the fish was so great my light action rod turned into a U, the six-pound line on my reel – intended for trout – was pulled tight like a guitar string. Although i was invigorated by the unknown beast on the end of my line, I was also concerned about my line or rod snapping under the pressure.
As I battled the creature I imagined what it could be. A giant, personal best smallmouth bass? A huge catfish? Carp? Sucker? It felt big. At any moment I expected my wispy line to snap, ill-equipped for such a battle. I was also unprepared for hooking such a beast; no waders, no net, no grippers, just a small selection of fishing gear. This was just a quick hike to a dam! I didn’t expect to connect with anything so fierce. After fifteen minutes fighting the fish, I caught a glimpse of its spots, for just a second, as it thrashed and made another run to escape. A pike!! A big pike! Even without seeing the whole fish I knew it was the biggest northern pike I’d ever hooked. A rush of adrenaline coursed through me, and I moved closer to the water, determined to, somehow, land this river monster. It took three tries, but eventually I was able to get the exhausted fish close enough to me I could wrap my fingers around its tail, holding it in the water.
Wow, what an amazing creature.I stuck my phone between some rocks and picked up the slippery, slimy, toothy animal. It was heavy! Using the camera timer I snapped some shots of us, the ecstatic mammal and the (probably) annoyed fish. One of the biggest fish I’ve ever caught!I considered the logistics of taking this fish home. It would provide many meals, and would be tasty (I love pike!) but in my experience the smaller fish are usually better eating. I’d also have to carry it a mile back to the truck. I didn’t have a cooler with me, and it was getting hot.
Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about the ethics of fishing (what else is new, right?) and I don’t love the idea of so seriously inconveniencing a fish purely for sport; if I’m going to potentially hurt a creature with hooks or a long battle, I should keep and eat it. On the other hand, I knew that pikes were extremely tough, and this monster would simply shrug it off and get back to being a top-tier predator. So I returned it to the water, holding its tail, waiting for it to regain its energy. It only took a minute, then with a ferocious splash- which soaked me- its beautiful spots and mouth full of teeth disappeared into the dark water.
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(original: cbfish.es/b/36t)