My goodness Jimbo you need a minder, you really do.
That's the most exciting holiday moment I've heard of.
I hope you photographed bits of the rest of it. The holiday, that is, not the killer-whale-sized fish.
the scale of things
the scale of things
Nullius in verba ... ☎||||||||||| ... To Fate I sue, of other means bereft, the only refuge for the wretched left. ... Hold no regard for unsupported opinion.
When flower power came along I stood for Human Rights, marched around for peace and freedom, had some nooky every night - we took it serious. [Fred Wedlock, "The Folker"]
Who has a spare two minutes to play in this month's FG Trivia game! ... My other OS is Slackware.
When flower power came along I stood for Human Rights, marched around for peace and freedom, had some nooky every night - we took it serious. [Fred Wedlock, "The Folker"]
Who has a spare two minutes to play in this month's FG Trivia game! ... My other OS is Slackware.
the scale of things
I went snorkelling in Mexico and as I jumped off the 2 man jetski and into the sea I was totally surrounded by fish and I panicked as they were just all over me, rubbing against me (ooooeeeerrr) and I dropped my underwater camera in shock. As it was floating down this sea horse came along and picked up my camera and turned to me and said cheese....ok so the sea horse bit didnt happen lol...
My camera was falling and I was in total panic so hubby dived down and retrieved it and as he did I noticed how peaceful the fish were with us. They wernt flapping and panicking and they certainly wern't hostile, just curious...Once I got over that we had a lot of fun. Worset bit was hubby racing the bloomin jetski back to shore with the other guys on the tour. Now that was scary.
Not quite on your scale im afraid Jonah:wah:
got a funny story about hubby and a pal snorkling in Turkey. There I am with Tracy sunbathing and sipping cocktails as they went off with their breadcrumps to snorkel. 2 hours later no sign...3 hours....4 hours...now im getting worried, next thing we see them walking from the top of the beach off the main road. They had swum too far and entered an army zone. They got a severe telling off and were made to walk via road in their speedos and no shoes:wah::wah:
My camera was falling and I was in total panic so hubby dived down and retrieved it and as he did I noticed how peaceful the fish were with us. They wernt flapping and panicking and they certainly wern't hostile, just curious...Once I got over that we had a lot of fun. Worset bit was hubby racing the bloomin jetski back to shore with the other guys on the tour. Now that was scary.
Not quite on your scale im afraid Jonah:wah:
got a funny story about hubby and a pal snorkling in Turkey. There I am with Tracy sunbathing and sipping cocktails as they went off with their breadcrumps to snorkel. 2 hours later no sign...3 hours....4 hours...now im getting worried, next thing we see them walking from the top of the beach off the main road. They had swum too far and entered an army zone. They got a severe telling off and were made to walk via road in their speedos and no shoes:wah::wah:
the scale of things
jimbo;910558 wrote: i dont know what blue finned tuna eat but the powerfull body and sheer size of the thing suggests it must eat big fish 
fear not the lovelly suzy will post photo's later , not to viewed before meals or on a full tummy :wah:
talking about scary encounters did i tell you guys i met the greater crested immy now that was scarey fortunatly if this agresive species gives you a large helping of fart cake its usually a sign of them being in a good mood that or they are trying to fatten you up before they attack seeing as i was allready fat i took it she was in a good mood :wah:
sorry about spelling the spell checker is not woking
any one get the thread title scale of things .... scale =fish skin scale = size
Nutter!!
fear not the lovelly suzy will post photo's later , not to viewed before meals or on a full tummy :wah:
talking about scary encounters did i tell you guys i met the greater crested immy now that was scarey fortunatly if this agresive species gives you a large helping of fart cake its usually a sign of them being in a good mood that or they are trying to fatten you up before they attack
seeing as i was allready fat i took it she was in a good mood :wah:sorry about spelling the spell checker is not woking
any one get the thread title scale of things .... scale =fish skin scale = size
Nutter!!
Originally Posted by spot
She is one fit bitch innit, that Immy
Don't worry; it only seems kinky the first time
She is one fit bitch innit, that Immy
Don't worry; it only seems kinky the first time
the scale of things
Jimbo glad you survived the attack of the "Blue Fin Tuna" they can get huge, they are a fisherman's dream out here. 
I had close encounter with a Brown Bear camping once. It came into camp one night (lucky for us we were in the Van) . It strolled right up to the Van and spent what seem like days sniffing and trying to push it over. It was an Older Dodge Van so it weighed alot amen for that. He finally gave up on the Van and tore down our tent looking for food. The food was high up in a tree in a huge can (you have to put your food up in trees at night because of BEARS). Camping in Yellowstone was fun up until that night.
I had close encounter with a Brown Bear camping once. It came into camp one night (lucky for us we were in the Van) . It strolled right up to the Van and spent what seem like days sniffing and trying to push it over. It was an Older Dodge Van so it weighed alot amen for that. He finally gave up on the Van and tore down our tent looking for food. The food was high up in a tree in a huge can (you have to put your food up in trees at night because of BEARS). Camping in Yellowstone was fun up until that night.
ALOHA!!
MOTTO TO LIVE BY:
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, champagne in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming.
WOO HOO!!, what a ride!!!"
MOTTO TO LIVE BY:
"Life should NOT be a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in an attractive and well preserved body, but rather to skid in sideways, chocolate in one hand, champagne in the other, body thoroughly used up, totally worn out and screaming.
WOO HOO!!, what a ride!!!"
the scale of things
Carla reminded me of a bear encounter my wife and me had about 20 yrs ago in Colorado.
We were camping in a national forest in the mountains of Colorado one summer, in the middle of the night my wifes nudges me and says " I hear something outside of our tent" I listen and hear some grunting and heavy breathing so I told her it sounded like a raccoon, be quiet and it will go away. I didn't know if I really believed it but didn't want to frighten my wife. I laid there and kept listening, then something rubbed up against our tent and I thought. Holy crap if thats a coon then its a damn big one. Suddenly we hear a growl and wifey say bullsh*t that ain't no coon thats a bear do something Brad. About that time we heard our cooler being ripped to shreds and wifey starts getting really excited. I tell her to be friggin quiet I think its a bear. She says do something now Brad!! I open the tent door and shine a flashlight at the noise and sure enough a black bear around 4 to 5 feet tall is eating out of our cooler. I say holy sh*t!! The bear looked up at me and I damn near fainted, I turned the flashlight off and slinked back into the tent and zipped the door shut. Then the bear was at the door, wifey says you gotta do something, I said hell I left the gun in the car and all I got here is a small flashlight what would you like me to do, shove the flashlight up its ass and hope it thinks it needs to crap so it goes back into the woods. (cause we all know where bears crap, right?). Anyway I told her to be very quiet and not make a noise and hopefully it will go away after it gets done with our food. I don't know how long it stayed around our camp but after a few minutes (seemed like hours) we didn't hear it no more that night. Next morning we learned that the bear had visited other camp sites that night and the park rangers were there to track it, it apparently had come down the mountain right behind our tent. Cindy had the tent and car packed in about thirty seconds and needless to say we were in a motel that night.
We were camping in a national forest in the mountains of Colorado one summer, in the middle of the night my wifes nudges me and says " I hear something outside of our tent" I listen and hear some grunting and heavy breathing so I told her it sounded like a raccoon, be quiet and it will go away. I didn't know if I really believed it but didn't want to frighten my wife. I laid there and kept listening, then something rubbed up against our tent and I thought. Holy crap if thats a coon then its a damn big one. Suddenly we hear a growl and wifey say bullsh*t that ain't no coon thats a bear do something Brad. About that time we heard our cooler being ripped to shreds and wifey starts getting really excited. I tell her to be friggin quiet I think its a bear. She says do something now Brad!! I open the tent door and shine a flashlight at the noise and sure enough a black bear around 4 to 5 feet tall is eating out of our cooler. I say holy sh*t!! The bear looked up at me and I damn near fainted, I turned the flashlight off and slinked back into the tent and zipped the door shut. Then the bear was at the door, wifey says you gotta do something, I said hell I left the gun in the car and all I got here is a small flashlight what would you like me to do, shove the flashlight up its ass and hope it thinks it needs to crap so it goes back into the woods. (cause we all know where bears crap, right?). Anyway I told her to be very quiet and not make a noise and hopefully it will go away after it gets done with our food. I don't know how long it stayed around our camp but after a few minutes (seemed like hours) we didn't hear it no more that night. Next morning we learned that the bear had visited other camp sites that night and the park rangers were there to track it, it apparently had come down the mountain right behind our tent. Cindy had the tent and car packed in about thirty seconds and needless to say we were in a motel that night.