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Lose A Lot Of Weight Quickly
- With little or no delay; promptly
- with rapid movements; "he works quickly"
- At a fast speed; rapidly
- promptly: with little or no delay; "the rescue squad arrived promptly"; "come here, quick!"
- cursorily: without taking pains; "he looked cursorily through the magazine"
- The quality of being heavy
- the vertical force exerted by a mass as a result of gravity
- The force exerted on the mass of a body by a gravitational field
- burden: weight down with a load
- slant: present with a bias; "He biased his presentation so as to please the share holders"
- A body's relative mass or the quantity of matter contained by it, giving rise to a downward force; the heaviness of a person or thing
- Be deprived of (a close relative or friend) through their death or as a result of the breaking off of a relationship
- fail to keep or to maintain; cease to have, either physically or in an abstract sense; "She lost her purse when she left it unattended on her seat"
- suffer the loss of a person through death or removal; "She lost her husband in the war"; "The couple that wanted to adopt the child lost her when the biological parents claimed her"
- fail to win; "We lost the battle but we won the war"
- Cause (someone) to fail to gain or retain (something)
- Be deprived of or cease to have or retain (something)
- batch: (often followed by `of') a large number or amount or extent; "a batch of letters"; "a deal of trouble"; "a lot of money"; "he made a mint on the stock market"; "see the rest of the winners in our huge passel of photos"; "it must have cost plenty"; "a slew of journalists"; "a wad of money"
- a parcel of land having fixed boundaries; "he bought a lot on the lake"
- divide into lots, as of land, for example
- A great deal; much
Adams glacier spills off Mt. Adams
Adams glacier on Mt. Adams. Think how much weight this huge mass of ice, exerts at the bottom or foot of the glacier. That is quite a steep slope it "travels" on.
Early Friday morning 8.21.09 headed for the Twin Creek Falls camp, to meet a gathering of flickr friends, organized by Starlisa. I spent about four hours at the camp and was rewarded by meeting six fellow flickr photo members, none of whom, I had ever met before. We all got along famously, and if there was a common thread among the gathering - - they were all self reliant, helpful, considerate and friendly.
I took another “back way” home, after leaving the flickr campout group. On the way, I made yet another short side trip, up to Takhlakh Lake where I thought I might get some nice fading light photos of the lake itself and Mt. Adams in the distance. What I didn’t expect is that I would be treated to “comic relief” of the highest order. It was an arrogant “weenie dog”, who clearly envisioned himself as the navigator and captain of the kayak he rode aboard. I laughed then and I laugh now as I think of this proud little guy, front feet on the front apron of the kayak, going…………….full speed ahead, across Takhlakh Lake. Arriving near Randle, Washington, just as the sun was starting to set, I pulled over alongside the road to get out and take one last “road trip” photo of sun rays fanning through the building gray sky. It was as nice punctuation mark photo for a great two days of roaming the hills and meeting some nice flickr folks.
Thursday August 20th:
1. Took a challenging cross country hike to a beautiful set of waterfalls on Walupt Creek, where it enters the Cispus River. The hike was not long but required some nasty bushwhacking (most I found on my way out, could be avoided); a steep descent (I took the wrong way into the canyon and my route was MUCH steeper than it need to be).
Friday August 21st
2.I drove up early in the morning to Windy Ridge to see if I might bet a peak “up” at Mt. St. Helens or a peak “down” at Spirit Lake. Fogged in completely, a bust. It is amazing though how the entire area is growing back. The down timber that use to be so impressive to view, that was laying on the ground like matchsticks, pointed away from the Mt. St. Helens “blast” are quickly disappearing as “new life” takes over and covers the area.
3.I continued on down Forest Service Road 25 and then up Forest Service Road 90 to take a lot more waterfalls photos a long the way. Most involved just a short hike. Some like the Lower Falls of the Lewis River; I had visited many times before. Others like Big Creek; Middle Lewis; Upper Lewis; and Twin Falls Creek - - I viewed for the first time.
4.Starlisa, a flickr photographer, had done a masterful job of organizing a get together at a non-fee, secluded camp site on the upper Lewis River, across the river from where Twin Falls Creek falls, jumps into the river. A truly lovely place to camp. I felt honored to be invited on this get together. Seven flickr folks showed up (plus Starlisa’s dog, Rio). I had never met any of the other six, so it was truly a great experience. Three of us, who arrived at the rendezvous, visited a short while with the group, then headed on home. Four set up tents and planned to spend Friday night at the site. Thank you Darlisa!
5.I left the flickr group at 5 pm and returned to Randle via Forest Roads 90 and 23. I took a short four mile round trip detour to get “fading light” photos across Takhlakh Lake of Mt. Adams. I got back to my home in Eastern Washington at 9 pm Friday night, with a few mosquito bites, a little darker tan, a few bushwhacking cuts, AND a ton of great memories of beautiful places seen and nice people met.
A couple of those little happenings on a trip like this that will always stick fondly in the memory bank.
The Italians: A mother and son from Italy were taking the “back way” (to say the least), from Portland to make their way to the Olympic peninsula. They actually put faith in their rental car’s voice navigation system and ended up ACROSS from the Flickr camp, with a flat tire and completely lost, without map or any idea how to get out of where they were. The mother spoke good English but her son did not. Praise to the flickr encampment folks, who worked with the lady (and gave her a map), so they could make their way back to “civilization”.
The Weenie dog:At Takhlakh Lake, there was an assortment of people “using” the lake for recreation. There were a couple of swimmers; a fly fisherman with flippers fishing from a float tube; canoes; a young mother wading out in the lake with her grinning young child; AND a kayak, with the most smug weenie dog “kayak navigator”, you can imagine. Not many things make me laugh out loud, but the sight of the weenie dog, ears flapping in the wind, in the front of that kayak, was more than I could handle.
Now some stuff for you “detail” type people:
Waypoints for the waterfalls that I will be upl
"Oh, Little 8 Gig SD Card, Why Do You Torment Me So?" (Ramble-rant blog thingie)
(This one may go off on a tangent. You've been warned. ^_^;)
Last picture of the night? I just got home from the City about 40 minutes ago (0100 PST), and will be taking off towards Sacramento in about 9 hours or so? (Was in SF for a gathering that I ended up missing out of, but I found some damn good finds at various shops in the Haight/Asbury area. More on those later on.)
Had some issues with my multi-memory card reader being tempramental with this 8GB SD-HC card, which I bought in late November with the "big gun", my Canon Rebel XS DSLR.
The computer was saying the card was write protected, even though the switch was set in the proper position. (Go figure, images would delete via the camera.)
About 10 minutes ago, I took a can of compressed dusting gas (Always handy to have around the house!) and let a few well-placed blasts go at the card slots. The problem seems solved for now. I'm probably going to have to open the case again for one of the several-times-per-year dust bunny clear outs and motherboard capacitator visual inspections.
(Hey, I invested a lot of money in this all-round "Jack of all trades" tower system, and I like to protect my investments. Besides, my inner geek will not be denied.)
And, why am I not in costume most of the time? Well, not much inspiration most of the time, and I'm still fighting burnout after some commissions from Hell the last year or two.
I still have ideas, but does it matter whether or not there's an occasion to get dressed up? I will admit I have a strong attatchment to Black Jack.
Maybe I'll feel better once time moves on, and things change somewhat in my personal/work/friendship life. I know I'll hopefully have a better outlook once I get refocused on losing weight. (Looking at about dropping 120 pounds or so when all is said and done. I'm doing it primarily for health reasons, but if I look better in costumes and outfits I wear, then it's an added bonus!)
I don't believe in politics of any kind, I just want to do what I feel comfortable with.
I am in a state of evolution. I do have my heroes. As always, "With My Own Hands, I'll Make My Destiny!"
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