September 3, 2010 - dAy thiRtY-tWo

friday. though it was not chiday. this did not bother me. Kim and i woke up and decided that friday was a good day for laying out in the sun ALL day-except that i didn't get out of bed 'til about noon. we would have too except that it was really hot. the only HOT day that is for the entire weekend. i took quite a few pictures. Bird finally got there and went swimming. had to try out the new spear gun. couldn't find the wali. we think either they moved on to another part of the crick, or someone else speared them. 'Cause while Kim and i laid out, there was another man spear fishing before Bird got there. this, of course, did NOT make Bird happy. the crick belongs to him ya know...and yes...i said crick. get it right!

it was a lazy afternoon really. i played my guitar for a while after the sun had had enough of me. read some of my rolling stones magazine while Kim took a nap, and patiently waited for the arrival of mom, Fran, Sara, Nathaniel, Frederick, Lydia, Anna, and Boogaloo (Alice). oh...and of course....drank some beer while i waited. what did you expect??

i found a really cool spider web. unfortunately, i could not find the spider...so i put this dead one one it and took it's pic. if i was a spider i would want someone to put me back in my web. it was a huge dead spider. i had inhibitions about it the night before. for some reason it gave me the heebee geebees then. not so this morning.

you can see Bird's snorkel in the backround...

ladies and gentlemen...he speared...a sucker...kinda gross actually...

some random's that were very fascinated about how he 'shot' a fish underwater. they were really nice people actually.

sucker up close and personal. slimey little bugger...

the rapids that are actually quite shallow right now. kinda sad really. you can walk across them, which for those of you who have never been there, is not usually very easy to do if at all possible. the tubes would not pass now. one would most likely just get hung up and flipped over and tossed all about in a very non graceful manner. we did not even try.

pebble madness