Sunday, February 07, 2010
Saturday, February 06, 2010
Whalers and Wailers
Another collision between a Sea Shepherd boat and a Japanese whaling ship today. These guys hate each other.
Here's another collision last month between a whaling ship and a high-speed stealth boat from the Sea Shepherd group, which is an anti-whaling group.
Monday, February 01, 2010
Friday, January 22, 2010
Road to Bataan: Week 4
Since my sickness and resulting new lease on life I've gotten a haircut and started running again. Nothing succeeds like success -- I'm throwing push-ups, sit-ups and flossing my teeth into the mix as daily activities as well.
The runs aren't bad, though the two months off didn't help my fitness. It's a struggle to get back to fitness again. I ran 6 yesterday and managed to do it at an 8:54 pace. I've also been running on the treadmill from time to time and find it grueling. Much harder than running on the open road.
Monday, January 18, 2010
Sunday, January 17, 2010
Tuesday, January 12, 2010
Saturday, January 09, 2010
Cover
Update: An updated version:
Here's the cover. Thoughts?
(covers deleted cause i'm tired of looking at them)
Wednesday, January 06, 2010
Sunday, January 03, 2010
Gkhan's Pakistan Adventures - Picture Cornucopia
Binza Posse - Kashmir
Dominic - Kashmir
Chris - Kashmir
Shauna - Kashmir
Michael - Kashmir
The whole fam-damily.
First day of school.
A village woman in northern Pakistan bringing in fodder for the livestock.
Gkhan's Pakistan Adventures - The Boar
Photo of a boar I shot south of Lahore, Pakistan. Note how quickly rigor set in presumably because of the intense heat of the Punjab summer. The blood hasn't completely coagulated but he is standing erect. Bert and Ernie are with me as well as a host of villagers who appeared after the shot. I was suffering from severe intestinal problems and asked the villagers to help us move the boar up the levee to my Jeep. They all refused, saying they were not allowed to touch the animals. When I told them I knew they were all Christians, not Muslims, they still refused. Later, when we returned to the dak bungalow to began the butchering, a few of the adult men climbed over the wall -- one at a time -- to beg pieces of the meat.
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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