<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337</id><updated>2011-07-14T20:34:50.623-04:00</updated><category term='baseball'/><category term='Phoenix'/><category term='Acadia'/><category term='cavern'/><category term='animals'/><category term='New York'/><category term='ice cream'/><category term='conservation'/><category term='state parks'/><category term='nature'/><category term='geocaching'/><category term='art'/><category term='cinco de mayo'/><category term='Nubble'/><category term='carlsbad'/><category term='aruba'/><category term='hiking'/><category term='texas'/><category term='zoo'/><category term='Utah'/><category term='sushi'/><category term='food'/><category term='lighthouse'/><category term='hike'/><category term='New England'/><category term='history'/><category term='national parks'/><category term='Maine'/><category term='cave'/><category term='JFK'/><category term='Dallas'/><category term='wildlife'/><category term='friends'/><title type='text'>Where To Next?!?</title><subtitle type='html'>Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry, and narrow-mindedness, and many of our people need it sorely on these accounts.  Broad, wholesome, charitable views of men and things cannot be acquired by vegetating in one little corner of the earth all one's lifetime.  ~Mark Twain</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>171</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-5155138538221077487</id><published>2008-07-14T11:52:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T12:04:38.540-04:00</updated><title type='text'>To be continued...</title><content type='html'>We are pleased to announce that we are less than one month away from our departure for our RTW trip!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone please have a look at our new blog, &lt;a href="http://turtlestravel.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://turtlestravel.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now we have posts regarding our routing and preparations.  We will be keep everyone up to date with photos and tales of our adventures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-5155138538221077487?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/5155138538221077487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=5155138538221077487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5155138538221077487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5155138538221077487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/07/to-be-continued.html' title='To be continued...'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-5922600527313974531</id><published>2008-07-04T13:17:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T16:34:27.333-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Over the River and through the Woods</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SG50sCDDoOI/AAAAAAAADMY/KZTIk-BYPHs/s1600-h/IMG_2354.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219237317981741282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 238px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="190" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SG50sCDDoOI/AAAAAAAADMY/KZTIk-BYPHs/s200/IMG_2354.JPG" width="320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dutchirisinn.com/index.htm"&gt;The Dutch Iris Inn&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Granby&lt;/span&gt;, CT&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SG50sf0Vq2I/AAAAAAAADMg/185i7sfi6Ow/s1600-h/IMG_2356.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219237325973072738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 309px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 234px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="191" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SG50sf0Vq2I/AAAAAAAADMg/185i7sfi6Ow/s200/IMG_2356.JPG" width="254" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After visiting Grandma and dining at the Parthenon restaurant in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Agawam&lt;/span&gt;, we head to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Granby&lt;/span&gt;, CT and the welcoming Dutch Iris Inn. The owners and hosts, Bill and Nancy Ross, greeted us warmly and gave us a tour of their lovely 1812 colonial home. We stayed in the Mary Edwards Room on the second floor, named for a former owner and donor of land to the town. The room was cozy and comfortable, and after several rounds of backgammon, chosen from among the games in the living room, we got some rest. There was a guest fridge downstairs with bottled water, iced tea and soft drinks that came in very handy. Breakfast was a true treat and included fresh fruit with an orange strawberry sauce, an amazing breakfast &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;strudel&lt;/span&gt; and a fresh orange currant scone. We chatted with a few of the other guests, and head out for a morning of exploring and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;geocaching&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Granby&lt;/span&gt; and the surrounding areas of Connecticut are a great spot for a getaway, with many historic homes, a Wine Trail, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;farm stands&lt;/span&gt;, brilliant foliage in the fall, and lots of small town charm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219249654782381778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SG5_6INiTtI/AAAAAAAADMo/FqQPDN6jcz4/s320/IMG_2366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5219249659608590530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SG5_6aMMaMI/AAAAAAAADMw/EpIXjW6n6Gs/s320/IMG_2371.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Highlights included turning away from a local park after being informed by the Fish and Wildlife Officer that a mother bear and four cubs had just walked by on their way to the stream. (She assured us this was not a typical siting.) We also visited &lt;a href="http://www.cultureandtourism.org/cct/cwp/view.asp?a=2127&amp;amp;q=302258"&gt;Old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Newgate&lt;/span&gt; Prison&lt;/a&gt;. This former copper mine was transformed into a prison for serious criminals, including Tories and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Loyalists&lt;/span&gt; during the Revolutionary War. It served as a prison from 1773-1827. During most of that time prisoners made nails and later shoes. They had quotas to meet, and if they didn't they were either tied and lashed (max 100 times) or rations were withheld. At night, prisoners climbed down a ladder to the tunnels originally dug for mining copper. It was damp, dark and a constant 52 degrees &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Fahrenheit&lt;/span&gt;.  The accompanying educational video in the old Guard House said the prisoners were actually healthier overall than the average population above, but it didn't seem like it would be the least bit comfortable to me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-5922600527313974531?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/5922600527313974531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=5922600527313974531&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5922600527313974531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5922600527313974531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/07/over-river-and-through-woods.html' title='Over the River and through the Woods'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SG50sCDDoOI/AAAAAAAADMY/KZTIk-BYPHs/s72-c/IMG_2354.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8492563321363882816</id><published>2008-06-10T10:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-11T11:43:55.554-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New York'/><title type='text'>Outta Here (for now)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kh_oHZgI/AAAAAAAADLs/gGLs6lmEiU0/s1600-h/IMG_2227.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210634566557459970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kh_oHZgI/AAAAAAAADLs/gGLs6lmEiU0/s320/IMG_2227.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Twenty-one years after arriving as a Freshman at Columbia University, I have officially given up residence in New York City. Any season would have been tough, but I found it especially so in late spring/early summer. The calendars of upcoming events had been published. There were street fairs and festivals every weekend, theater and concerts in the parks, and restaurants set their tables out on the sidewalks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kKiP4BWI/AAAAAAAADLc/12RAPlwqYzY/s1600-h/IMG_2212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210634163534169442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kKiP4BWI/AAAAAAAADLc/12RAPlwqYzY/s200/IMG_2212.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210637246753481490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_m-AIpIxI/AAAAAAAADL0/odPrV_v_wJQ/s200/IMG_0708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kKFfdyRI/AAAAAAAADLU/jj1PBIIHggM/s1600-h/IMG_2210.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210634155814930706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kKFfdyRI/AAAAAAAADLU/jj1PBIIHggM/s200/IMG_2210.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We took full advantage during the time we had left, filling up on a different cuisine nightly (see some reviews on Yelp), and attending a number of events. There was Indian, Ethiopian, Moroccan, Turkish, BBQ (believe i&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt; or not, pretty good for the North) Thai, Chinese and, of course, Japanese. We saw lots of friends and said some temporary good-byes. Hopefully there will be lots of opportunities to make new memories in the future.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kKzWloeI/AAAAAAAADLk/XwyR19NoCiA/s1600-h/IMG_0699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210634168125727202" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kKzWloeI/AAAAAAAADLk/XwyR19NoCiA/s200/IMG_0699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kJ2W4yhI/AAAAAAAADLM/WjLBJh8fSyo/s1600-h/IMG_2223.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210634151752419858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kJ2W4yhI/AAAAAAAADLM/WjLBJh8fSyo/s200/IMG_2223.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kJU1znsI/AAAAAAAADLE/zjRgDbkdT7A/s1600-h/IMG_2220.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210634142755299010" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kJU1znsI/AAAAAAAADLE/zjRgDbkdT7A/s200/IMG_2220.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the meantime, we are on Cape Cod for the summer. My sister just had a new baby, and we've been having a great time helping out and entertaining big brother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are some extended travel plans in the works for after summer, so stay tuned!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8492563321363882816?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8492563321363882816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8492563321363882816&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8492563321363882816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8492563321363882816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/06/outta-here-for-now.html' title='Outta Here (for now)'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SE_kh_oHZgI/AAAAAAAADLs/gGLs6lmEiU0/s72-c/IMG_2227.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-2494377922200841628</id><published>2008-05-09T22:21:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-23T15:39:20.182-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Beacon</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDLmSN6KqbI/AAAAAAAADI4/MC0VHxxciAo/s1600-h/100_1525.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202473720212007346" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDLmSN6KqbI/AAAAAAAADI4/MC0VHxxciAo/s320/100_1525.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDLmSd6KqcI/AAAAAAAADJA/nuYzjiZs2M8/s1600-h/100_1524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202473724506974658" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDLmSd6KqcI/AAAAAAAADJA/nuYzjiZs2M8/s320/100_1524.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way back north from Atlanta, we made a stop by Donny's Mom, Greta's family home in Chesney, South Carolina. Her parents' home was recently sold, and it was time to get to the sad, final task of clearing out the last items from the storage area in the garage. Her parents have been deceased for many years, and the house had been rented. Greta's sister and her family live just next door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDcdEhNk2xI/AAAAAAAADJk/L-OWo2toUnQ/s1600-h/100_1521.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDcdEhNk2xI/AAAAAAAADJk/L-OWo2toUnQ/s320/100_1521.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5203659857921891090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's always nostalgic to visit the place you grew up. Greta pointed out spots she remembered, and told stories of the town and the land when she was a girl. The green pastures, wildflowers, tall trees and white fences were beautiful. We had a tasty home-cooked meal prepared by Greta's niece, and heard more colorful family stories over dinner. It's a wonder we still had room, since we had gorged earlier at the landmark &lt;a href="http://www.beacondrivein.com/"&gt;Beacon Drive-In&lt;/a&gt; in Spartanburg. &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDLmR96KqaI/AAAAAAAADIw/cBTI_dAZxcA/s1600-h/100_1519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202473715917040034" style="" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDLmR96KqaI/AAAAAAAADIw/cBTI_dAZxcA/s320/100_1519.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDLmSt6KqdI/AAAAAAAADJI/JeF98mW6P84/s1600-h/100_1515.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5202473728801941970" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDLmSt6KqdI/AAAAAAAADJI/JeF98mW6P84/s320/100_1515.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;According to their site, "The Beacon stands for old-fashioned things...God, country, family, friends, children, and a decent meal at a fair price." The Beacon has been there 60 years, serving up barbecue, burgers and plates "a plenty" which come with a sandwich and a serving of fries or onion rings that could easily serve 4 or 5! They're also famous for their iced tea, making 62,500 gallons a year! We were greeted by the manager, who gave us a brief rundown on the difference between "lowcountry," "outside" and regular barbecue. Then we were sent on to JC, who asks you to "Call It!" He's been calling orders Beacon for over 50 years. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/KPBoBUrNBog&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/KPBoBUrNBog&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-2494377922200841628?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/2494377922200841628/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=2494377922200841628&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2494377922200841628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2494377922200841628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/05/beacon.html' title='The Beacon'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SDLmSN6KqbI/AAAAAAAADI4/MC0VHxxciAo/s72-c/100_1525.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-5371944115467058439</id><published>2008-05-04T20:24:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-05T21:18:49.915-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Atlanta Highlights</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SB-xOXIxGyI/AAAAAAAADIY/FAfhkfk3Y4Q/s1600-h/PowerAde.tif.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197067355295914786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SB-xOXIxGyI/AAAAAAAADIY/FAfhkfk3Y4Q/s400/PowerAde.tif.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We're in Atlanta for work and play, so never having seen some of the notable tourist attractions, I've been taking that project on as well. This past weekend Greta and I stopped by a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Powerade&lt;/span&gt; event Donny was working and were slipped in a back door to the new World of Coke!  The museum featured a couple of short films (one in 4D), lots of artifacts, memorabilia and history of this 120 year-old beverage, a gallery, store, bottling line and a tasting room at the end with over 60 Coke products from all over the world to try. Favorites included &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Bibo&lt;/span&gt; Candy Pine-nut from South Africa, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fanta&lt;/span&gt; Blackcurrant from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Hong&lt;/span&gt; Kong, Smart Apple from China, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Simba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Guarana&lt;/span&gt; from Paraguay. There was also a great Fiesta Atlanta Festival going on across the street, where we sampled some products, listened to some music and I won a package of tortillas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SB-xO3IxGzI/AAAAAAAADIg/aJbvAwSoFeg/s1600-h/100_1499.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197067363885849394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SB-xO3IxGzI/AAAAAAAADIg/aJbvAwSoFeg/s400/100_1499.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we stopped by The Varsity, designated The World's Largest Drive-in Restaurant in 1950 when 100 carhops in 1950 greeted folks with their famous "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;What'll&lt;/span&gt; ya have?" Originally set up with nearby Georgia Tech students in mind, they have been serving customers in Atlanta since 1928. The chili cheeseburger, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hotdogs&lt;/span&gt;, fries and onion rings all greasily hit the spot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SB-xPHIxG0I/AAAAAAAADIo/h5KPiPQx9Vg/s1600-h/100_1509.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197067368180816706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SB-xPHIxG0I/AAAAAAAADIo/h5KPiPQx9Vg/s400/100_1509.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/AtlantaMay2008"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to view some photos of the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-5371944115467058439?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/5371944115467058439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=5371944115467058439&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5371944115467058439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5371944115467058439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/05/atlanta-highlights.html' title='Atlanta Highlights'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SB-xOXIxGyI/AAAAAAAADIY/FAfhkfk3Y4Q/s72-c/PowerAde.tif.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-3861109324493684052</id><published>2008-04-12T23:06:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:13:18.318-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='aruba'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geocaching'/><title type='text'>Yabba Dabba Doo. Enjoy the Cave</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SAF5utyuhQI/AAAAAAAADE4/txo6gtbboj0/s1600-h/IMG_0658.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188562089180824834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SAF5utyuhQI/AAAAAAAADE4/txo6gtbboj0/s400/IMG_0658.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sunday we got in our Jeep and took off to explore. Resorts are comfy and relaxing, but we wanted, as much as possible in a place so heavily reliant on its tourist infrastructure, to see what Aruba was like away from the tourist hotels, beaches and malls. Aruba, along with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Bonaire&lt;/span&gt; and Curacao are part of the Netherlands Antilles. The population is very mixed, and Arawak, Dutch, Spanish and African heritage is clearly evident in many areas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dutch is the official language in Aruba, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Papiamento&lt;/span&gt; is most commonly heard. It’s a creole dialect made up of elements of Dutch, Spanish, English, French, Portuguese, a number of different African languages, and Arawak. In these examples you can see the different influences. I understand &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;dushi&lt;/span&gt; being sweet (from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;dulce&lt;/span&gt;) but I’d really like to know how sushi came to mean garbage!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt;: Good Morning&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Bini&lt;/span&gt;: Welcome&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Danki&lt;/span&gt;: Thank you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Con ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;bai&lt;/span&gt;: How are you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mi ta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt;: I am fine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pasa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;un&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dia&lt;/span&gt;: Have a good day&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The temperature is always around 82F (28C), and there is very little rain. Aruba is outside the hurricane belt. The interior of the island is dry and desert-like, complete with cacti and iguanas, while the coasts are graced with beautiful beaches. The protected south and west coasts are calm and sandy, while the north and east are more rocky and rugged. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Watapana&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;divi&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;divi&lt;/span&gt; trees are sculpted by constant trade winds. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;South of the airport we passed through San Nicolas and Charlie’s Bar, in operation since the 1940s. The big red anchor at the entrance to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Seroe&lt;/span&gt; Colorado has a plaque in Charlie’s memory. After a swim and a snack at the famous Baby Beach (with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;Valero&lt;/span&gt; oil refinery in the background), we went off-road into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Arikok&lt;/span&gt; National Park. The area is filled with trails and paths, rock outcroppings, caves, and encompasses each of the three geological features of the island: a lava formation, a quartz &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;diorite&lt;/span&gt; formation and a limestone formation. We used our GPS to wander and locate several &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;geocaches&lt;/span&gt; in the area, as well as the former site of the Natural Bridge (which fell in 2005). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188562093475792146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SAF5u9yuhRI/AAAAAAAADFA/oMH_Djv-1eQ/s400/IMG_0196.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One small sign led to the Tunnel of Love cave. Having heard about cave drawings and such in the area, we were interested, but it was deserted when we pulled up, until a rough-looking &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;leathered&lt;/span&gt; man pedaled up on his bicycle holding a bottle of Sprite in one hand and a small plastic bag in the other. He led us over to what appeared to have been an entrance at some point in the past. There were no flashlight renters or fee takers to be seen, and the entire cave entrance was covered with a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;re-bar&lt;/span&gt; cage. Tough luck? Not with our hopeful guide shuffling over to a corner and peeling up a section of rusty metal to let us down. Even at the time it seemed like a risky decision to follow him down a hole into a cave that clearly had been closed for some reason, but we threw caution and common sense out and went for the experience. The guy, who spoke a muffled version of English/&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;Papiamento&lt;/span&gt; was named Francisco, but he went by Joy, a name bestowed on him by doctors at a local hospital where he recovered miraculously from some accident or illness. He told us the cave was closed when some Dutch tourists had gone in alone and gotten lost. Once we started to descend, he pulled a rag (which must have been soaked in something that burns slowly) from his plastic bag, wrapped it around a stick, and lit it. Adding to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;ambiance&lt;/span&gt;, throughout the walk, as if to keep up the conversation, Joy repeated, “&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;Yabba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dabba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;doo&lt;/span&gt;; Enjoy the cave. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;Yabba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;dabba&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;doo&lt;/span&gt;. Enjoy the tour. Enjoy the cave.” &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, the torch served its purpose, as Joy pointed out a drawing on the ceiling, rocks forming the shapes of animals and, of course, the Virgin Mary. Unlike many caves we’d been in, the temperature &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t drop at all, but without the wind it was muggy and moist. The multitude of fruit bats, disturbed from their slumber, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;’t seem to mind the climate a bit. They swooped around our heads in groups of 10 or 20 at a time. After a bit more climbing, I asked Joy if we’d have to return the same way. He seemed to size us up and told us to keep following. Since no one had jumped out and ambushed us yet, we trustingly complied. Finally emerging into the light, Joy explained that if we climbed a pile of rocks and put one arm up through the small square of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;re-bar&lt;/span&gt; first, we’d be able to exit straight up. Miraculously, it worked. We happily paid Joy a generous tip, and wished him the best of luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rest of the afternoon we bounced around in the jeep, stopping for a cold drink and visiting the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;Bushiribana&lt;/span&gt; Goldmine Ruins and Alto Vista Chapel. Our last stop of the day was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;Ayo&lt;/span&gt; Rock Formation with huge boulders, mysteriously incongruous with the surrounding landscape.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-3861109324493684052?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/3861109324493684052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=3861109324493684052&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3861109324493684052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3861109324493684052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/04/yabba-dabba-doo-enjoy-cave.html' title='Yabba Dabba Doo. Enjoy the Cave'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SAF5utyuhQI/AAAAAAAADE4/txo6gtbboj0/s72-c/IMG_0658.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-5842543084210478162</id><published>2008-04-12T13:23:00.005-04:00</published><updated>2008-04-12T23:14:15.559-04:00</updated><title type='text'>One Happy Island: Aruba</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SADwJafbNxI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/r_NuDMQL8Ks/s1600-h/IMG_0167.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" height="273" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SADwJafbNxI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/r_NuDMQL8Ks/s320/IMG_0167.JPG" width="346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; BORDER-TOP: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; BACKGROUND: 0% 50%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; BORDER-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM: 0px; -moz-background-clip: -moz-initial; -moz-background-origin: -moz-initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: -moz-initial" alt="Posted by Picasa" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif" align="middle" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,255);font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Looking toward Baby Beach, Aruba&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;After more or less successfully resisting the temptation to join the crowd of grumblers during our three hour delay at JFK, we finally took off. Landing in Aruba four hours or so later was enough to make everyone all smiles. The Marriott Aruba Surf Club is quite new, and we spent the first evening and next morning exploring its grounds as well as the sister properties: the Ocean Club and Stellaris casino next door. Although there were a lot of people around, it didn’t seem overly crowded. American tourists dominated by far, and there were many older couples and families with children. We took the bus to downtown Oranjestad and had a quick look around. It didn’t take long to see that this was the place to be if you were looking to shop. All the big-name players were there selling high-fashion, clothing, sunglasses, jewelry and watches. Malls abound, and if you’re looking for good bargains on European imported luxury items, Cuban cigars or Dutch treats, you’re in luck. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188495680396494066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SAE9VNyuhPI/AAAAAAAADEA/mnzZCqYWsgI/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;There were several large cruise ships docked on the wharf, and the day trippers were loaded onto colorful, loud party buses for a spin around the island. We walked in the opposite direction, and hit the local supermarket to stock up for the week. Food shopping itself was a highlight. We took our time selecting Dutch cheeses, fresh bread, handmade sausage, seasoned chicken, organic eggs, coffee, fruit and pasta. Reading labels to figure out flavors and calculating how many grams of ham to ask for were challenges we greatly enjoyed. Oh, and we got a great deal on a case of Venezuelan Polar, Donny’s beer of choice on our last trip there. We made a great dinner that night including our hot and spicy kip (the chicken), pasta with cheese, and the bottle wine the front desk manager sent up after we had some issues checking in. The casino provided the after-dinner entertainment, and our winnings inspired us to rent a jeep the following day. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/Aruba"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; to link to the photo album from Aruba.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-5842543084210478162?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/5842543084210478162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=5842543084210478162&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5842543084210478162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5842543084210478162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/04/one-happy-island-aruba-days-1-2.html' title='One Happy Island: Aruba'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/SADwJafbNxI/AAAAAAAAC6Y/r_NuDMQL8Ks/s72-c/IMG_0167.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8123711011488923156</id><published>2008-03-28T18:26:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-03-28T18:36:46.293-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Ready for Spring to Spring</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R-1xNPMztlI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/xp3XJXlTxS0/s1600-h/IMG_1862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5182923218405799506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R-1xNPMztlI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/xp3XJXlTxS0/s400/IMG_1862.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's been a few years since I've spent such a long stretch on the East Coast.  By now I feel like I should be back out on the road, somewhere much warmer.  Spring is taking much too long to arrive, and even though we've barely slowed down I'm getting itchy.  A contract was signed on the New York City apartment just last night, so things are looking good on that front.  On the other hand it's a bit daunting to be on the verge of homelessness.  For now we'll be squatting in the City converting the inflatable mattress each day to an inflatable couch and trying to keep a little income flowing in any way we can. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was nice to be able to spend Easter with family on Cape Cod.  Dad is getting very into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Geocaching&lt;/span&gt;, so we were able to enjoy getting out and doing that together.  A trip to Atlanta allowed time with Donny's family, while &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;tornadoes&lt;/span&gt; in the area were the weather highlight.  The long drive there and back was therapeutic, I think.  Now we're gearing up for a quickie trip to Aruba next week.  In case you didn't imagine there's more to come soon on that. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and the tree above is an amazing old weeping beech behind the post office, near some nature trails in Yarmouthport on Cape Cod.  Maybe more on that too. . .   --HT&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8123711011488923156?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8123711011488923156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8123711011488923156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8123711011488923156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8123711011488923156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/03/ready-for-spring-to-spring.html' title='Ready for Spring to Spring'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R-1xNPMztlI/AAAAAAAAC5Q/xp3XJXlTxS0/s72-c/IMG_1862.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-7680790708289692562</id><published>2008-03-07T10:57:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2008-03-07T11:16:55.134-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Shorakkopoch</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R9FqMy0LrrI/AAAAAAAAC4M/7ZvmUiqTPmI/s1600-h/IMG_1827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175034214857027250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R9FqMy0LrrI/AAAAAAAAC4M/7ZvmUiqTPmI/s400/IMG_1827.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;If the Lenape had known the kind of bargain Dutch colonist Peter Minuit was negotiating when they exchanged the island of Manhattan for beads and trinkets, the deal never would have gone down in 1626. In fact, the Lenape had no concept of private ownership and probably saw the transaction (valuing 60 guilders, $35 or so today) as a temporary agreement rather than a true purchase. Many say it's more likely the deal happened further south, since Inwood was still largely wilderness then, but Shorakkopoch Rock, southwest of the Inwood Hill Urban Ecology Center (Indian Road and West 218th Street), was placed to mark the spot. Shorakkopoch means either "the wading place," "the river's edge," or "the place between the ridges." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;Inwood Hill Park encompasses 196 acres of wilderness, hiking trails, part of the Hudson River Bike Path, the last natural forest and salt marsh in Manhattan, along with ball fields, tennis courts and playgrounds. Carbonized food and pottery under ash in caves discovered in the park in the late 1800's show the area's use by Native Americans in the 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Century. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;In the 17&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; and 18&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; Centuries settlers from Europe lived and worked here. Later, the area held several large estates and philanthropic institutions. Part of the foundation of the Straus family estate still lies in the park. (Isidor and Ida Straus lost their lives on the S.S. Titanic's maiden voyage.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R9FqOy0LrsI/AAAAAAAAC4U/1N1al5ikEUw/s1600-h/IMG_1812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5175034249216765634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R9FqOy0LrsI/AAAAAAAAC4U/1N1al5ikEUw/s400/IMG_1812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;The Department of Parks and Recreation has held the land since 1916. Workers during the depression helped build many of the walls and pathways throughout the park. The Inwood Hill Park Urban Ecology Center was opened in 1995, and highlights many of the park's natural features. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;More recently, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;in 2002, the Urban Park Rangers launched a five-year bald eagle release project in the park.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#444444;"&gt;In the summer, the park is filled with birthday and other family celebrations, happy kids in the playgrounds and fierce competition on the baseball fields, soccer fields and basketball courts. You can hike far enough to forget you're in the City, and emerge by the Hudson River. Start and the Blue Bridge and walk to the Dyckman Marina. Inwood Hill is a treasure in the neighborhood and for the City.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:black;"&gt;For a few photos of our walk, click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/InwoodHillPark"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-7680790708289692562?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/7680790708289692562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=7680790708289692562&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7680790708289692562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7680790708289692562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/03/shorakkopoch.html' title='Shorakkopoch'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R9FqMy0LrrI/AAAAAAAAC4M/7ZvmUiqTPmI/s72-c/IMG_1827.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-1434438604629874533</id><published>2008-02-08T00:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-02-08T00:54:30.829-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Maine Trip Part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R6vmpY0H3hI/AAAAAAAACzo/PDMgg6NoU0k/s1600-h/IMG_1509.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5164474996420501010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R6vmpY0H3hI/AAAAAAAACzo/PDMgg6NoU0k/s400/IMG_1509.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Northern Maine was wicked awesome.  Locals including our friends Steve and Becky told us it had been warm and rain had melted a few layers of snow away, but there was still plenty to enjoy.  The scenery was beautiful, and Steve and Becky gave us a great tour, including a pass by my Dad's childhood home in nearby Caribou.  One night we were treated to a homemade bean supper followed by a very funny comedy show of Downeast Humor at the Caribou Inn.  See &lt;a href="http://www.garycrocker.com/"&gt;www.garycrocker.com&lt;/a&gt; for details on that.    Highlights included the camp at Lake Madawaska (New Stockholm) and keeping lookout for the ever-elusive (to us) moose.  Oh, we did some geocaching as well.  The pics were part of the set on the previous entry.   &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/MaineTrip"&gt;(http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/MaineTrip&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-1434438604629874533?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/1434438604629874533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=1434438604629874533&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1434438604629874533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1434438604629874533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/02/maine-trip-part-2.html' title='Maine Trip Part 2'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R6vmpY0H3hI/AAAAAAAACzo/PDMgg6NoU0k/s72-c/IMG_1509.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8391486378043982475</id><published>2008-01-15T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T23:36:05.236-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Nubble'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='New England'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lighthouse'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Maine'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Acadia'/><title type='text'>Maine Part 1</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R5LNJCrJUMI/AAAAAAAACxQ/jiDsDhRdAPU/s1600-h/IMG_1385.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157410078512992450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R5LNJCrJUMI/AAAAAAAACxQ/jiDsDhRdAPU/s400/IMG_1385.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;We set off from Cape Cod heading for northern Maine. There was no rush, so we made brief stops along the way. New Hampshire is just north of Boston. There are outlets at Kittery and after a hot coffee, we diverted from Rte 95 to the more scenic Rte 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;York, Maine is home to Neddick (Nubble) lighthouse. It was a classic Maine scene, with rocky coast and a churning channel between the lookout and the light. Ogunquit is a popular summer escape, but quiet this time of year. It was hard not to stop in Portland, Maine’s largest city, old seaport and hip, urban enclave. We pressed on a little further and spent the night in Ellsworth, not far from Acadia National Park. Dinner just had to include lobster: sautéed and dipped in butter for me and over linguine for D.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157411921053962466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R5LO0SrJUOI/AAAAAAAACxg/C_MSeDR6PwA/s320/IMG_1397.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The morning was sleety and cold, and the summer resort town of Bar Harbor was mostly empty, save a coffee shop and a café. We saw the fishing boats in the harbor and many others in dry-dock, wrapped and stored for the winter. From there, we head to Acadia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5157411916758995154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R5LO0CrJUNI/AAAAAAAACxY/3KTtn4GMQus/s320/IMG_1451.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The main loop road was closed for the season, but a back portion allowed us to reach the well-known Sand Beach, starkly beautiful in its desolation. We took advantage of the rare opportunity to walk alone on the shore. A short hike ended in sleet, so we pressed on to Thunder Hole, where the sea forces its way through the rock at certain times of day, the rush causing rumbles and crashes that resulted in the name. We had to turn back at Otter Cliffs to head on around the bay at Southeast Harbor. To be continued. . .&lt;/p&gt;For photos, click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/MaineTrip"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8391486378043982475?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8391486378043982475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8391486378043982475&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8391486378043982475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8391486378043982475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/01/maine-part-1.html' title='Maine Part 1'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R5LNJCrJUMI/AAAAAAAACxQ/jiDsDhRdAPU/s72-c/IMG_1385.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-5180211703066840641</id><published>2008-01-14T23:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T23:44:39.938-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Outermost Cape</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R4w3oCrJTYI/AAAAAAAACpw/0143kbMNWtU/s1600-h/IMG_1317.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R4w3oCrJTYI/AAAAAAAACpw/0143kbMNWtU/s320/IMG_1317.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155556834484505986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The windswept dunes and sandy shores of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;Outer&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Cape&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; hold a special charm in winter.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;There’s no need to worry about traffic and crowds, and it’s a luxury to have the beaches to yourself.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Our leisurely drive began in &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Yarmouth&lt;/st1:city&gt; and bypassed the elbow of &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Chatham&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; north to Eastham and Wellfleet up along the National Seashore. In &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Truro&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, we visited Cape Cod Light (aka Highland Light), which was moved back from the cliff’s edge in 1996 to prevent it from falling into the sea.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The lighthouse is surrounded by a golf course.&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;A couple of golfers were just heading out with their clubs to play a round, and they nodded a curious greeting, probably wondering who would choose a blustery January day for a tourist stop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R4w3sSrJTaI/AAAAAAAACqA/5GhUnSYQ0tY/s1600-h/IMG_1279.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R4w3sSrJTaI/AAAAAAAACqA/5GhUnSYQ0tY/s320/IMG_1279.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155556907498950050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;The beaches on this part of the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape&lt;/st1:place&gt;, especially in winter, always make me want to reread &lt;i style=""&gt;Outermost House,&lt;/i&gt; Henry Beston’s chronicle of his solitary year spent in a cottage in the dunes on Nauset Spit, part of Coast Guard Beach.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;There are some great walking and bike paths near Provincelands heading out toward Race Point, and we took a walk through the marshland, which was being redeveloped. &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Provincetown&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; itself was incorporated in 1727, but it’s history is much older. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;It was the site of the first landing of the Mayflower, and the Pilgrims signed the Mayflower compact in the harbor.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Later, &lt;st1:city st="on"&gt;Provincetown&lt;/st1:city&gt; became the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s whaling and fishing center.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:placename st="on"&gt;MacMillan&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype st="on"&gt;Wharf&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; is still hopping with fishing boats. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Commercial Street was deserted, and we only came across one or two shops that were open for business.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Winter seems to highlight P’town’s split personalities: fishing village, artists’ colony, gay-friendly tourist destination.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We walked out on the jetty at the west end of town to see the one of the other lighthouses across the bay. Believe it or not, there was another car with &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Georgia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; plates parked right in front of us, though we never ran across its occupants.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R4w3oSrJTZI/AAAAAAAACp4/TOzf4q-TC2s/s1600-h/IMG_1349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R4w3oSrJTZI/AAAAAAAACp4/TOzf4q-TC2s/s320/IMG_1349.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155556838779473298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;In the bar at the Governor Bradford, no one was quite sure where might be open for dinner.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The local fishermen were having a late afternoon brew, and couldn’t resist asking where we non-locals were from.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;One had a good time ribbing Donny for a bit, but he stood his ground, and they backed down when they learned I had grown up on the &lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Cape&lt;/st1:place&gt;.&lt;/p&gt; Dinner later at Michael Shay's included an all you can eat salad bar, tasty fresh seafood, a professional waiter and a cozy wood-burning stove.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/OuterCapeWinter08"&gt;Click here to view some photos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-5180211703066840641?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/5180211703066840641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=5180211703066840641&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5180211703066840641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5180211703066840641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2008/01/outermost-cape.html' title='Outermost Cape'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R4w3oCrJTYI/AAAAAAAACpw/0143kbMNWtU/s72-c/IMG_1317.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-4846018575574308766</id><published>2007-12-26T17:38:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-26T18:26:21.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bautizo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LhqyrJTFI/AAAAAAAACmE/eGzgQMylYm4/s1600-h/IMG_0863.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148425449311390802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LhqyrJTFI/AAAAAAAACmE/eGzgQMylYm4/s320/IMG_0863.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oficially&lt;/span&gt; a godmother again. The first time was for my nephew, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Colton&lt;/span&gt;. This past Saturday was the Baptism of my goddaughter &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Kaelyn&lt;/span&gt;. I arrived in Florida almost a week early to spend some time and help with preparations for the big day. The weather was beautiful and warm, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kaelyn&lt;/span&gt; and I had a great time playing in the park and watching Dora the Explorer every day. My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;comadre&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;compadre&lt;/span&gt; made me feel right at home, and sleeping in a bed was sure a welcome change from the hardwood floors of my almost empty New York apartment. The ceremony was in Spanish, and held in a huge Catholic church in Naples. A number of children were being baptised that day. They were all very well behaved, and the ceremonies lasted about an hour. The godfather is one of my closest friends, and the baby's father is his cousin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LhqyrJTGI/AAAAAAAACmM/UkvisisoBPQ/s1600-h/IMG_1040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148425449311390818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LhqyrJTGI/AAAAAAAACmM/UkvisisoBPQ/s320/IMG_1040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LhqSrJTEI/AAAAAAAACl8/6e02ZAcZO4A/s1600-h/IMG_0912.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LifSrJTII/AAAAAAAACmc/fGlyLM9qh9Y/s1600-h/IMG_0891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148426351254523010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LifSrJTII/AAAAAAAACmc/fGlyLM9qh9Y/s320/IMG_0891.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After some photos inside, and outside with St. Peter, we head back to the house to continue the cooking that had begun the previous night. There was baked chicken, potato salad, stewed chicken, roast pork, meatballs (a big hit), stuffed rolled beef, mountains of rice, green salad and, of course, the cake. The cake was two levels made by a very talented Bolivian lady, with the bottom layer &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tres&lt;/span&gt; leches and the top pineapple. People started arriving to dig in at around six, and over the course of the evening 100 or so friends and family gathered to dance, sing, visit and play. Ages ranged from 5 mos. to 75 years and everyone had a blast! I was able to see friends I hadn't seen in years, including a number of teens I used to easily carry and who now tower over me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LhrCrJTHI/AAAAAAAACmU/eAAqdCUbaYE/s1600-h/IMG_0958.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148425453606358130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LhrCrJTHI/AAAAAAAACmU/eAAqdCUbaYE/s320/IMG_0958.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was an honor to be asked to take part, and I look forward to many years of celebration with my new extended family.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-4846018575574308766?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/4846018575574308766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=4846018575574308766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4846018575574308766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4846018575574308766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/12/bautizo.html' title='Bautizo'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R3LhqyrJTFI/AAAAAAAACmE/eGzgQMylYm4/s72-c/IMG_0863.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-3629023499494737458</id><published>2007-12-07T11:58:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T12:35:18.569-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tis the Season</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R1l8T6V6D4I/AAAAAAAAClc/aoD-DSuBgDE/s1600-h/IMG_0784.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141277131140632450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R1l8T6V6D4I/AAAAAAAAClc/aoD-DSuBgDE/s320/IMG_0784.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;It feels strange to be back in New York, but it's a nice time of year to be here.  Most of my Christmas shopping has been foiled by the masses of Euro-wielding guests looking for bargains. I really prefer just looking at the windows anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R1l8WaV6D6I/AAAAAAAACls/jJEE5Hs3aPM/s1600-h/IMG_0787.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141277174090305442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R1l8WaV6D6I/AAAAAAAACls/jJEE5Hs3aPM/s320/IMG_0787.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R1l8UqV6D5I/AAAAAAAAClk/vHxl306zRYo/s1600-h/IMG_0785.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141277144025534354" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R1l8UqV6D5I/AAAAAAAAClk/vHxl306zRYo/s320/IMG_0785.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Macy's is all done up for the holidays.  The 2007 Holiday display is of Santa's Big Night. It features Santa Claus' travels across the world fighting Jack Frost's snowy chills, and celebrating back at the North Pole after a long night's work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R1l8W6V6D7I/AAAAAAAACl0/Is_DQ0VxkX4/s1600-h/IMG_0794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5141277182680240050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R1l8W6V6D7I/AAAAAAAACl0/Is_DQ0VxkX4/s320/IMG_0794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love riding the old wooden escalator in Macy's. The &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;clickety&lt;/span&gt; clack is a nostalgic sound.  They have apparently been in operation here since 1927.  The same model, according to Otis' website was "Australia's first escalator, installed in 1924 in the Lavender Bay Railway Station in Sydney. The one there has since been retired.  For excessive detail on Macy's escalators, visit &lt;a href="http://www.forgotten-ny.com/STREET%20SCENES/wood.escalator/wooden.html"&gt;http://www.forgotten-ny.com/STREET%20SCENES/wood.escalator/wooden.html&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-3629023499494737458?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/3629023499494737458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=3629023499494737458&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3629023499494737458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3629023499494737458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/12/tis-season.html' title='Tis the Season'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R1l8T6V6D4I/AAAAAAAAClc/aoD-DSuBgDE/s72-c/IMG_0784.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8430821637006515370</id><published>2007-11-15T23:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:53:12.194-05:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kenseth Collection</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R0ugKLYCeJI/AAAAAAAACi0/4gmDfIuTpO8/s1600-h/IMG_0028.JPG"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137375896658933906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R0ugKLYCeJI/AAAAAAAACi0/4gmDfIuTpO8/s320/IMG_0028.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; At a Roush Show Car Garage&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R0ugLLYCeKI/AAAAAAAACi8/M5Jdjq-Is44/s1600-h/IMG_0036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137375913838803106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R0ugLLYCeKI/AAAAAAAACi8/M5Jdjq-Is44/s320/IMG_0036.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; Liberty, NC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R0ugLrYCeLI/AAAAAAAACjE/UxCParUxZ_Q/s1600-h/IMG_0040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137375922428737714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R0ugLrYCeLI/AAAAAAAACjE/UxCParUxZ_Q/s320/IMG_0040.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; On the way back to Chicago&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8430821637006515370?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8430821637006515370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8430821637006515370&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8430821637006515370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8430821637006515370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/11/kenseth-collection.html' title='The Kenseth Collection'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/R0ugKLYCeJI/AAAAAAAACi0/4gmDfIuTpO8/s72-c/IMG_0028.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6940444971751971456</id><published>2007-11-07T23:23:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:05:10.470-05:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Phoenix'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sushi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='geocaching'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hike'/><title type='text'>Scottsdale Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rz_E-bYCeII/AAAAAAAACio/hcN0dulf1DE/s1600-h/IMG_9873.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5134038677005170818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rz_E-bYCeII/AAAAAAAACio/hcN0dulf1DE/s320/IMG_9873.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our final week of the tour in Phoenix was hectic, but we made time for a hike in McDowell Mountain Park, near Scottsdale. We did some &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;geocaching&lt;/span&gt; along the way, and were able to drop off a Jeep travel bug we'd picked up in Texas. It wasn't a strenuous hike, but Phoenix afternoons are still over 90F/35C, so it was a warm one. On the way home, we stopped by Fountain Hills and saw (supposedly) the world's largest man-made fountain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another highlight? We seriously doubted we would be able to find great sushi in Phoenix, but we were wrong, wrong, wrong. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Yasu&lt;/span&gt;, sushi chef at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Yasu&lt;/span&gt; Sushi Bistro was a master working with fresh, high-quality ingredients. Along with our standard &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tekka&lt;/span&gt; (tuna) and Kappa (cucumber) rolls, we ordered a soft shell crab roll, plus &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;nigiri&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sashimi&lt;/span&gt;: octopus, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;chu&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;toro&lt;/span&gt;, mackerel and salmon. Specials included striped jack, fluke, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Kumamoto&lt;/span&gt; oysters. I think my favorite of the night was the fluke. It was served with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;ponzu&lt;/span&gt; instead of soy sauce, allowing the light, subtle flavor to shine. Check out the full review on yelp.com or click &lt;a href="http://www.yelp.com/biz/oZcbn7ENit23xbCsyu9xbA"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to get there directly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/Scottsdale"&gt;Click here for a few photos from the Scottsdale area.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6940444971751971456?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6940444971751971456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6940444971751971456&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6940444971751971456'/><link rel='self' 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Phoenix</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Ryf2CdsuwKI/AAAAAAAACf8/10R4fktIryc/s1600-h/IMG_9830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127337222977011874" style="" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Ryf2CdsuwKI/AAAAAAAACf8/10R4fktIryc/s320/IMG_9830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;That's 130 km/h for all our international readers...fast for the US!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Ryf1t9suwII/AAAAAAAACfs/M3uWUTEtiis/s1600-h/IMG_9835.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127336870789693570" style="" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Ryf1t9suwII/AAAAAAAACfs/M3uWUTEtiis/s320/IMG_9835.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;But no advice on what to do in that case. . .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Ryf1uNsuwJI/AAAAAAAACf0/FsKjEQlSXTw/s1600-h/IMG_9836.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5127336875084660882" style="" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Ryf1uNsuwJI/AAAAAAAACf0/FsKjEQlSXTw/s320/IMG_9836.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;This was has always struck us as a bit odd. . .like they may not exist after 10 miles?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-2094690822466339142?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/2094690822466339142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6643195877491659060</id><published>2007-10-16T23:13:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:28:31.370-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='conservation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='zoo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wildlife'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='animals'/><title type='text'>Giraffe Drool at Fossil Rim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxbC6hBGC1I/AAAAAAAACfM/GaZtizLgOIs/s1600-h/IMG_9759.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxbC6hBGC1I/AAAAAAAACfM/GaZtizLgOIs/s400/IMG_9759.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122495936731679570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255); font-weight: bold;font-size:85%;" &gt;Peek-a-Boo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Fossil Rim Wildlife Center is 1800 acres of animals animals animals (over 1000 representing 50 or so species). Although we love animals, most of you know neither of us likes zoos much. The drive-thru style can be almost as sad as the cages, but Fossil Rim has lots of space for addax, bongo and the scimitar-horned oryx to roam along with more familiar species such as deer and elk, zebra and giraffe. The animals are plentiful and seemingly happy.  We didn't opt to get a bag of feed, but the animals didn't know that, so they approached the truck to check us out.  One of the giraffes was so excited he drooled all over the driver's side arm-rest and Donny's shorts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;According to their website, here's the mission: "Fossil Rim Wildlife Center is dedicated to conservation of species in peril, scientific research, training of professionals, creative management of natural resources, and impactful public education." They are involved in the Red Wolf Recovery Program, have internships and educational programs for teachers, kids, and home-schoolers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently, the current director has brought the park back from near bankruptcy with some shrewd business decisions, but since this place is pretty far off the beaten path, they could probably benefit from some more patrons (not too many though...it was really nice not to be rushed through).   &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/FossilRimWildlifeCenter"&gt;Click here for photos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6643195877491659060?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6643195877491659060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6643195877491659060&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6643195877491659060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6643195877491659060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/10/giraffe-drool-at-fossil-rim.html' title='Giraffe Drool at Fossil Rim'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxbC6hBGC1I/AAAAAAAACfM/GaZtizLgOIs/s72-c/IMG_9759.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-7314966338381111743</id><published>2007-10-16T12:19:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-17T22:18:34.297-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='state parks'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nature'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hiking'/><title type='text'>Dinosaur Valley</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxbBmBBGCyI/AAAAAAAACe0/ke2M3LXOCyM/s1600-h/IMG_9630.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 270px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxbBmBBGCyI/AAAAAAAACe0/ke2M3LXOCyM/s320/IMG_9630.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122494485032733474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Located just outside Glen Rose, TX, this state park reportedly has some of the best preserved dinosaur tracks in the world. The tracks (from the Cretaceous period) can be seen mostly on the rock ledge in the bed of the Paluxy River.   It's been raining for a few days, so the water was high and a bit murky, but even so the clawed theropod tracks and big, round sauropod (brontosaurus) tracks were pretty amazing.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxbCIBBGC0I/AAAAAAAACfE/9pLCghzx6BU/s1600-h/IMG_9623.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxbCIBBGC0I/AAAAAAAACfE/9pLCghzx6BU/s320/IMG_9623.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122495069148285762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Maybe because it was so misty and deserted it was easy to imagine dinosaurs lumbering around when these were the shores of an inland sea.  There are also some nature trails in the area, and you can camp and birdwatch. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/DinosaurValleyStatePark"&gt;Click for pics of the tracks and the river.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-7314966338381111743?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/7314966338381111743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=7314966338381111743&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7314966338381111743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7314966338381111743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/10/dinosaur-valley.html' title='Dinosaur Valley'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxbBmBBGCyI/AAAAAAAACe0/ke2M3LXOCyM/s72-c/IMG_9630.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8656724080777537515</id><published>2007-10-15T23:17:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-16T23:37:46.259-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Granbury</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxWC9hBGB9I/AAAAAAAACWY/E1CeNUxR_JE/s1600-h/IMG_9609.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122144144550397906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxWC9hBGB9I/AAAAAAAACWY/E1CeNUxR_JE/s400/IMG_9609.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spent our few days off (making up for working weekend) in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Granbury&lt;/span&gt; and the surrounding area. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Granbury&lt;/span&gt; is a town of about 7,600. It was settled in the mid-1800s, and many of the buildings in the historic town square look much the same as they did when the town was up and coming. There's some active recreation on Lake &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Granbury&lt;/span&gt;, including a riverboat, but since it's October, there wasn't much happening on the lake. Downtown &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Granbury&lt;/span&gt; was nice for a walk. Most of the stores around the square are full of antiques or western novelty items and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;souvenirs&lt;/span&gt;. The Courthouse Tower is tall and imposing. The Old Jailhouse has a museum, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Granbury&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cemetery&lt;/span&gt; is the final resting place of Jesse James. We also had a delicious lunch at the Nutshell Bakery and Cafe. Donny's grilled cheese was served with Granny Smith slices in the sandwich! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Mmmmm&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122144509622618082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxWDSxBGB-I/AAAAAAAACWg/Uwp9FTwvSWw/s400/IMG_9604.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8656724080777537515?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8656724080777537515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8656724080777537515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8656724080777537515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8656724080777537515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/10/granbury.html' title='Granbury'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RxWC9hBGB9I/AAAAAAAACWY/E1CeNUxR_JE/s72-c/IMG_9609.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-1995064301579054209</id><published>2007-10-06T18:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T01:19:49.448-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Cowtown</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RwhrFRBGB6I/AAAAAAAACVo/oLv8YF41CI4/s1600-h/IMG_9477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118458714718078882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RwhrFRBGB6I/AAAAAAAACVo/oLv8YF41CI4/s400/IMG_9477.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fort Worth got the name "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cowtown&lt;/span&gt;" for the millions of head of cattle that passed through as they were herded north (over 4 million between 1866 and 1890). It was the last major stop for rest and supplies on the Chisholm trail to Kansas and the rails there. After the railroad arrived in Ft. Worth, it became a major shipping point itself, leading to the construction of The Ft. Worth Stockyards in 1877.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;There are a number of interesting historical buildings in town, as well as restaurants, shopping and all the standard trappings of "old town" anywhere, but with a western twist. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cowtown&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Coliseum's&lt;/span&gt; 100&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Anniversary was today, so we got to hear the mayor say a few words before the daily cattle drive down the main street. Later, we went to a rodeo at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;coliseum&lt;/span&gt;. Here are all its firsts:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1908 - First Exhibition Round-up of Cattle ever held under a roof in the United States.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1908 - First Night Horse Show in the United States&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1918 - World's First Indoor Rodeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1923 - World's First Live Radio Broadcast of a Rodeo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;1934 - Bull Riding Introduced to the world of Rodeo &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RwhqiRBGB5I/AAAAAAAACVg/MpOWvjUoGOM/s1600-h/IMG_9478.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118458113422657426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RwhqiRBGB5I/AAAAAAAACVg/MpOWvjUoGOM/s400/IMG_9478.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The sculpture above shows Bill Pickett, the first black cowboy to be inducted into the Cowboy Hall of Fame.  He was a top act at the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;coliseum&lt;/span&gt;.  He was the first to introduce bulldogging to the masses.  His trademark move was biting the lip of the steer to bring it under control (a move he picked up from the clever ranch dogs).   &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/FtWorth"&gt;Click here for pics.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-1995064301579054209?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/1995064301579054209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=1995064301579054209&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1995064301579054209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1995064301579054209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/10/cowtown.html' title='Cowtown'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RwhrFRBGB6I/AAAAAAAACVo/oLv8YF41CI4/s72-c/IMG_9477.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8378969498789513783</id><published>2007-09-29T21:07:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:11:09.859-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Big Tex</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rv73ihBGBfI/AAAAAAAACRA/UD9V6atl57c/s1600-h/IMG_9435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115798399090034162" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rv73ihBGBfI/AAAAAAAACRA/UD9V6atl57c/s400/IMG_9435.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p&gt;We spent the day at the Texas State Fair, held at the same site, Fair Park (itself a National Historic Landmark), since 1886. Today was the second day of the month-long fair, but we arrived pretty early so the crowds weren't too bad until people started arriving for the Grambling State vs. Prairie View game at the Cotton Bowl (also onsite). We rode the Texas Star Ferris wheel (tallest one in the US), saw livestock exhibits, a dog dancing show, a Tango demonstration and did lots and lots of people watching. Thankfully (sort of) we successfully avoided everything on the list of 2007 Big Tex Food Award Finalists: Mama's Fried Sweet Potato Pie, Zesty Fried Guacamole Bites, BW's Original Fried Banana Pudding, Texas Fried Cookie Dough, Country Fried Peach Cobbler on a Stick, Deep Fried Latte and Fernie's Fried Chili Frito Burrito. We did however eat a jalapeno cheese corn dog, a Coors light, pizza, a tamale, watermelon lime agua fresca, a free ice cream sample and a lemonade. I don't know if that's much better, and I still wonder how they do a fried Coke?! &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/TexasStateFair"&gt;Click here for some photos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8378969498789513783?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8378969498789513783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8378969498789513783&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8378969498789513783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8378969498789513783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/09/big-tex.html' title='Big Tex'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rv73ihBGBfI/AAAAAAAACRA/UD9V6atl57c/s72-c/IMG_9435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-9212982513165325800</id><published>2007-09-27T21:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-29T21:16:47.952-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='JFK'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='history'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas'/><title type='text'>Sixth Floor Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rv74rBBGBgI/AAAAAAAACRI/UOAWq7LCDOE/s1600-h/IMG_9415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115799644630550018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rv74rBBGBgI/AAAAAAAACRI/UOAWq7LCDOE/s320/IMG_9415.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;       &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rv74rRBGBhI/AAAAAAAACRQ/79io6-81SDI/s1600-h/IMG_9417.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5115799648925517330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rv74rRBGBhI/AAAAAAAACRQ/79io6-81SDI/s320/IMG_9417.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:navy;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:navy;"&gt;The former Book Depository in Dealey Plaza, downtown Dallas, TX, houses the Sixth Floor Museum, chronicling the events leading up to John F. Kennedy's assassination. The museum includes film, audio, photos, some Kennedy family history and other artifacts. You can see the sniper's perch, where police found piles of boxes where Lee Harvey Oswald allegedly hid and shot from. This corner of the Sixth Floor is plexiglassed in to preserve it. The window is open. The Seventh Floor had an exhibit pertaining to Texas Law Enforcement, including the suits two of the detectives were wearing when Jack Ruby shot Oswald in the basement of police headquarters. Outside you can walk around the grassy knoll.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-9212982513165325800?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/9212982513165325800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=9212982513165325800&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/9212982513165325800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/9212982513165325800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/09/sixth-floor-museum.html' title='Sixth Floor Museum'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rv74rBBGBgI/AAAAAAAACRI/UOAWq7LCDOE/s72-c/IMG_9415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-776401813169434155</id><published>2007-09-26T22:10:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-26T22:29:50.233-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Historic Guthrie</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvsSSRBGBII/AAAAAAAACMs/YnybPEXrZdw/s1600-h/Guthrie+009.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114701906824266882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvsSSRBGBII/AAAAAAAACMs/YnybPEXrZdw/s400/Guthrie+009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;We wanted to get a head start on our drive back to Dallas from Wichita, so we ended up stopping at a known quantity: a Sleep Inn and Suites in Guthrie, OK with a relatively big parking lot just off the highway. It didn't hurt that there was a Braum's within walking distance. What we hadn't discovered on any of our previous three overnights in Guthrie, is that its downtown is a sprawling National Historic District. Armed with this knowledge overheard during dinner at Johnny's Original Rib Shack, we delayed our morning departure for a brief visit to downtown Guthrie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;In 1889, Unassigned Lands (about two million acres of Indian Territory) were opened for settlement by non-Native Americans in what was called "Harrison's Hoss Race" or "The Great Land Run of 1889." At high noon, cannons were fired. During the next six hours, an estimated 50,000 settlers grabbed sections of land up to 160 acres, and claimed their new homes. In an afternoon, the city of Guthrie became one of the country's largest cities west of the Mississippi. This first land run was a free for all, and numerous legal battles ensued over who was where first. Incidentally, the term "sooners," now used for the fans of OU football, was used to identify those who hid out early, before the "official" time, to then pop up and snatch up the prime homesteading spots. Residents continued constructing buildings of brick and stone, a mass transit system, and perhaps most interesting: underground parking for horses and carriages. You can still see the foundations of many downtown buildings extending below the street. Tunnels connected many of these buildings. In 1907, Oklahoma was admitted as the 46&lt;sup&gt;th&lt;/sup&gt; state to be admitted to the union. Guthrie was the first capital of the new state, but this was also its downfall, as politics within the state government succeeded in moving the capital three years later. The city lay quiet for many years, until historic conservation efforts recently restored many of the old buildings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvsSShBGBJI/AAAAAAAACM0/S33Qkx8IKOU/s1600-h/Guthrie+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5114701911119234194" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvsSShBGBJI/AAAAAAAACM0/S33Qkx8IKOU/s400/Guthrie+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Guthrie's National Historic District (one of the largest in the US) now contains 2,169 buildings, 1,400 acres and 400 city blocks. One favorite was the Post Office, built after the newly appointed Postmaster spent many months under a tent passing out mail by hand with the help of volunteers to hundreds of people anxiously waiting for news of when the wife and kids would arrive. The Oklahoma Frontier Drugstore Museum houses an amazing collection of turn-of-the-century medicines, tonics, pills, advertisements, prescriptions and an authentic soda fountain. Mark Ekiss, the proprietor, is a pharmacist himself, and can provide a wealth of information on the collection and its history. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/GuthrieOK"&gt;Click here for some photos of Guthrie.&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-776401813169434155?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/776401813169434155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=776401813169434155&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/776401813169434155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/776401813169434155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/09/historic-guthrie.html' title='Historic Guthrie'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvsSSRBGBII/AAAAAAAACMs/YnybPEXrZdw/s72-c/Guthrie+009.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-7357747092465745045</id><published>2007-09-21T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:49:12.717-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Standin' on a corner</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvSAmxBGAuI/AAAAAAAACIo/nxpCMKVqykI/s1600-h/IMG_9328.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112852880453665506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvSAmxBGAuI/AAAAAAAACIo/nxpCMKVqykI/s400/IMG_9328.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eagles fans will know why we finally took a rest stop in Winslow, AZ on our last long drive (California to Texas). It was a quick overnight after a long day, but there was a county fair going on in a big parking area across the street from our hotel, so we couldn't resist a little walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvSB7hBGAvI/AAAAAAAACIw/7IIVLJnGCMs/s1600-h/IMG_9324.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112854336447578866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvSB7hBGAvI/AAAAAAAACIw/7IIVLJnGCMs/s400/IMG_9324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-7357747092465745045?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/7357747092465745045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=7357747092465745045&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7357747092465745045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7357747092465745045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/09/standin-on-corner.html' title='Standin&apos; on a corner'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvSAmxBGAuI/AAAAAAAACIo/nxpCMKVqykI/s72-c/IMG_9328.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-4032034810560526810</id><published>2007-09-21T22:04:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-21T22:23:02.980-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ice cream'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Ever been to a Braum's?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvR6rhBGAtI/AAAAAAAACIg/H0MJN90w1vE/s1600-h/DSC02632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvR6rhBGAtI/AAAAAAAACIg/H0MJN90w1vE/s400/DSC02632.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112846364988277458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'd seen Braum's Ice Cream and Dairy Stores on past visits through Kansas and Oklahoma. A visit proved to be surprising and tasty.  In addition to the ice cream, they had Braum brand cold cuts, eggs, juice, and a grill with old-fashioned burgers and chicken sandwiches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Braum's is unique in its industry, owning its dairy herd, farms and ranches, processing plant, bakery, retail stores and delivery trucks. It also has the largest milking parlor in the world.  According to their website, "Three times a day, twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week, Braum's is milking 10,000 cows!" They grow alfalfa and corn to feed them, and buy local soybeans, wheatstraw and other crops. They also don't use any hormones or antibiotics. The farm-to-table operation is still family owned and run. Way to go!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-4032034810560526810?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/4032034810560526810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=4032034810560526810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4032034810560526810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4032034810560526810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/09/ever-been-to-braums.html' title='Ever been to a Braum&apos;s?'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RvR6rhBGAtI/AAAAAAAACIg/H0MJN90w1vE/s72-c/DSC02632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6089638768096568013</id><published>2007-09-10T11:25:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T11:58:02.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Labor Day on the East Coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RuVipkJx8wI/AAAAAAAACHw/9rhX0rTjWE8/s1600-h/IMG_9118.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108597818540552962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RuVipkJx8wI/AAAAAAAACHw/9rhX0rTjWE8/s320/IMG_9118.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;Vacation at last! Long hours in the airport were well-worth a long-awaited vacation. It was a whirlwind that felt like a lot more than five days. Stepping out of the airport may have been a highlight of the whole trip. The air was cool and refreshing, a drastic change from inland California's daily triple digits. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;It was nice to be in a real city, instead of the strip mall-Applebees-Chilis- on-every-corner outskirts usually mandated by our schedule and the size of our vehicle. We went straight from JFK to a tasty home-made breakfast of yuca, platanos, salchichon, eggs and the best coffee we've had for six months, all lovingly prepared by the best friend a girl could have, Arismendy. Later that afternoon we went to a picnic in a newly-renovated park in the Bronx. There were 30 or 40 of us, with food to feed twice that many. The kids had fun playing and running around, and there were some impromptu soccer and volleyball games. It was great to see everyone. Excessive dancing at the after party led to an appetite for leftovers. Since several people mistook him for a cop (due to his quiet observation of the whole affair), Donny's going to practice his merengue skills for next time. The photo below is Adonis and me. I can't believe I used to carry him around on one hip, and now he's starting high school. I guess it's true: time does fly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RuViq0Jx8xI/AAAAAAAACH4/plOXYb_4Cdg/s1600-h/IMG_9121.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108597840015389458" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RuViq0Jx8xI/AAAAAAAACH4/plOXYb_4Cdg/s320/IMG_9121.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sunday night we head to a small club in Brooklyn for the pre-wedding "Labor of Love" party for my friend Kavitha and her husband-to-be Chewy. As an added highlight, we got my good friend Joe to meet us there. The two bands and DJ were worth coming out for on their own, but it was also nice to be able to see Kavi before her big day. The music was modern jazz, later transitioning into some urban funk. The wedding will have elements from Hindu and Christian, Indian and African-American traditions, and that includes the food. I'm sorry to miss the greens and samosas. I know it will be a beautiful day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5108598522915189538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RuVjSkJx8yI/AAAAAAAACIA/JW-_hm-bDF8/s400/IMG_9179.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Monday we drove up to Cape Cod, MA. Dinner at Dad's the first night was sirloin tips on the grill, mushrooms and onions, squash and potato, asparagus and salad. Mmmm. The meal and visiting was followed by a round of miniature golf where someone beat someone else by three strokes on her home course. I won't give Donny the satisfaction of going into detail. The next day, we walked around the harbor, played at the 6A playground, and did the boardwalk at Bass Hole. Salmon on the grill was for dinner at my sister's, then we got my brother-in-law Tim hooked on geocaching during a walk in the dunes the next day. We were even able to snag a coveted Jeep Travel Bug from a cache in Mashpee. (For more on this see &lt;a href="http://www.jeep.geocaching.com/"&gt;http://www.jeep.geocaching.com/&lt;/a&gt;.) Our last night of vacation we all got together for a New England seafood dinner by the Hyannis Harbor at the Black Cat. Thanks to Tim and Caroline we got a ride to the airport in Boston after a walk and lunch on Newberry Street on the way. For pics from Cape Cod, &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/CapeCodLaborDay07"&gt;click here&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6089638768096568013?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6089638768096568013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6089638768096568013&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6089638768096568013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6089638768096568013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/09/labor-day-on-east-coast.html' title='Labor Day on the East Coast'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RuVipkJx8wI/AAAAAAAACHw/9rhX0rTjWE8/s72-c/IMG_9118.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-4895653168876815317</id><published>2007-08-26T02:34:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T03:23:35.392-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Coronado Island</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEmvsMZj4I/AAAAAAAACB0/cxxM9-jMy44/s1600-h/IMG_9077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102902453546356610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEmvsMZj4I/AAAAAAAACB0/cxxM9-jMy44/s320/IMG_9077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Coronado Island is connected to the City of San Diego by the San Diego-Coronado Bay Bridge. It's also accessible by ferry. The area includes some nice beaches, shopping and dining. There are bike paths along the tidal pools and beaches. Silver Strand State Beach seems to be especially popular with kite-surfers and campers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEoa8MZj7I/AAAAAAAACCM/lwmO7AGNN_4/s1600-h/IMG_9072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102904296087326642" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEoa8MZj7I/AAAAAAAACCM/lwmO7AGNN_4/s320/IMG_9072.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Further along, just a few miles from the Mexican border, Imperial Beach is the most southwesterly community in the U.S.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEoacMZj6I/AAAAAAAACCE/jNAQFeEPImU/s1600-h/IMG_9075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102904287497392034" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEoacMZj6I/AAAAAAAACCE/jNAQFeEPImU/s320/IMG_9075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEoZsMZj5I/AAAAAAAACB8/7uyI6Zdl41E/s1600-h/IMG_9073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102904274612490130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEoZsMZj5I/AAAAAAAACB8/7uyI6Zdl41E/s320/IMG_9073.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;The atmosphere there is more laid back, with a fishing pier, lots of rental beach houses and a few restaurants. Tijuana Slough National Wildlife Refuge and Border Field State Park are nearby for walking and wildlife viewing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102901817891196786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEmKsMZj3I/AAAAAAAACBs/MaupjsGAE5c/s320/IMG_9068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;The Hotel Del Coronado, a National Historic Landmark dating back to 1888; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Marilyn Monroe and Jack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Lemmon&lt;/span&gt; filmed "Some Like it Hot" here in the '50s. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-4895653168876815317?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/4895653168876815317/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=4895653168876815317&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4895653168876815317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4895653168876815317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/08/coronado-island.html' title='Coronado Island'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEmvsMZj4I/AAAAAAAACB0/cxxM9-jMy44/s72-c/IMG_9077.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-7062204872691666378</id><published>2007-08-20T02:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T02:32:04.162-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Therapeutic Beachdays</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEc9cMZj1I/AAAAAAAACBc/-jenGlI1IEQ/s1600-h/IMG_9056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102891694653280082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEc9cMZj1I/AAAAAAAACBc/-jenGlI1IEQ/s320/IMG_9056.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;In a last hurrah before being exiled back to the stifling Inland Empire, we spent a sunny weekend not too far from the coast. This allowed not only a relaxing afternoon at the beach, but time spent with good friends in Orange County. In addition to having dinner at a dining room table instead of in a restaurant, Donny got to add to his poker winnings. We were even able to have some visitors at one of our events later in the week!  The photo above is Crystal Cove. The one below is near Newport Harbor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5102892158509748066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEdYcMZj2I/AAAAAAAACBk/YTAl0iOwGyQ/s320/IMG_9048.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-7062204872691666378?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/7062204872691666378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=7062204872691666378&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7062204872691666378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7062204872691666378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/08/therapeutic-beachdays.html' title='Therapeutic Beachdays'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RtEc9cMZj1I/AAAAAAAACBc/-jenGlI1IEQ/s72-c/IMG_9056.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-1187426543911992751</id><published>2007-08-15T12:00:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T12:57:18.969-04:00</updated><title type='text'>I-70 Drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsXQfcMZjKI/AAAAAAAAB64/m3pNzaR6NPQ/s1600-h/IMG_8837.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099711391629675682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsXQfcMZjKI/AAAAAAAAB64/m3pNzaR6NPQ/s400/IMG_8837.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;It was a long way from Springfield, MO to LA, so a hundred extra miles was worth avoiding I-40, its construction, need for repairs and generally less than appealing scenery. We opted to drive back through Kansas to Denver, then across I-70 through Colorado, Utah, and a bit of AZ and NV before arriving in California. It was a good choice. We spent one night in Hays, Kansas, and one in Dillon, CO (an hour or so before Vail, Aspen, etc.)  Halfway through Utah, at a truck stop. we coincidentally ran into Del and Connie, a couple we know who haul around one of the Tony Stewart Home Depot showcars. When we found out we both planned to spend the night in Cedar City, we arranged to meet for dinner. The steak at Rusty's on Canyon Road was decent; the company was better. We'll see them again when we work together in LA. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/I70Drive"&gt;Click here for some photos of this portion of the drive.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The last stop was Primm, NV, south of Las Vegas at the last exit in Nevada before entering California. We stayed at Whiskey Pete's, where once again I lost more than I wanted to. Donny hit for $100 on a quarter slot to even things out. As an unsurprising welcome to LA, it took almost as long sitting in traffic as the drive from Vegas. We'll be here for two more weeks 'til we finally take vacation. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsXSO8MZjMI/AAAAAAAAB7I/0Tgnsf_ykIU/s1600-h/IMG_9026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099713307185089730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsXSO8MZjMI/AAAAAAAAB7I/0Tgnsf_ykIU/s320/IMG_9026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsXSOsMZjLI/AAAAAAAAB7A/SnFLSTQQ77I/s1600-h/IMG_9027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099713302890122418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsXSOsMZjLI/AAAAAAAAB7A/SnFLSTQQ77I/s320/IMG_9027.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-1187426543911992751?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/1187426543911992751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=1187426543911992751&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1187426543911992751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1187426543911992751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-70-drive.html' title='I-70 Drive'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsXQfcMZjKI/AAAAAAAAB64/m3pNzaR6NPQ/s72-c/IMG_8837.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-754673750098066510</id><published>2007-08-14T23:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T05:00:29.883-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Utah'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='national parks'/><title type='text'>Cedar Breaks National Monument</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsW7W8MZi5I/AAAAAAAAB4E/TOUk38QPyEE/s1600-h/IMG_8925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5099688155856604050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsW7W8MZi5I/AAAAAAAAB4E/TOUk38QPyEE/s400/IMG_8925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;Cedar Breaks National Monument is located east of Cedar City, in southern Utah. It's a giant amphitheater dipping over 2000 feet from the Colorado plateau from a height of over 10,000 feet. President Franklin D. Roosevelt declared it a National Monument in 1933. Inside the bowl are columns, arches, pinnacles and canyons resembling a smaller version of Bryce Canyon. The range of reds, oranges and purples inspired Native Americans to call Cedar Breaks the "Circle of Painted Cliffs." Bristlecone and ponderosa pine, along with aspens and alpine meadows with summer wildflowers fill the Dixie National Forest surrounding Cedar Breaks. The location, a bit off the typical Zion/Bryce Canyon route means less of a fight with the pesky tourist train for those (like us) who really want a place to themselves. It's a beautiful area, and definitely worth a visit. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/CedarBreaksNationalMonument"&gt;Take a look at the Cedar Breaks area, including a short walk to the Alpine Lake, HERE.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-754673750098066510?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/754673750098066510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=754673750098066510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/754673750098066510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/754673750098066510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/08/cedar-breaks-national-monument.html' title='Cedar Breaks National Monument'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RsW7W8MZi5I/AAAAAAAAB4E/TOUk38QPyEE/s72-c/IMG_8925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6622509812581202945</id><published>2007-08-11T00:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:48:56.461-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pythian Castle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rr08bwNh1UI/AAAAAAAABz0/ezf3rQlhFDY/s1600-h/IMG_8803.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097296800749049154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rr08bwNh1UI/AAAAAAAABz0/ezf3rQlhFDY/s400/IMG_8803.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Pythian Castle was built in of cut limestone blocks in 1915 by the Grand Lodge of Knights of Pythias, a fraternal order, as a home for aged members and orphaned children of members. In 1942, the property was sold to the US government during World War II. The few remaining orphans ad elderly residents were placed in private institutions, while the building served as a popular spot for USO dances and shows. Bob Hope appeared on stage there, among others. POWs from several nations were held there at times as well. The building later became a part of O'Reilly General Hospital and then it was used for a number of years by the Army Reserve. It is now owned privately by a family who is restoring it and renting it out for various functions. For those who believe in such things, the castle has been certified haunted by several paranormal organizations. It was even featured on a Sci-Fi Channel show on haunted places. People report hearing unexplained noises, and orbs have been detected in several areas of the building along with temperature changes and voices caught on tape. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/PythianCastle"&gt;Click here &lt;/a&gt;to see what showed up in some of our photos and judge for yourself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6622509812581202945?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6622509812581202945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6622509812581202945&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6622509812581202945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6622509812581202945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/08/pythian-castle.html' title='Pythian Castle'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rr08bwNh1UI/AAAAAAAABz0/ezf3rQlhFDY/s72-c/IMG_8803.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-3770165412292999249</id><published>2007-08-10T17:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T00:11:27.029-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Branson</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rr02ZgNh1SI/AAAAAAAABzM/PLcwyXzqLkc/s1600-h/IMG_8788.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097290165024576802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rr02ZgNh1SI/AAAAAAAABzM/PLcwyXzqLkc/s400/IMG_8788.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't realize Springfield was so close to the live music mecca of the Ozarks: Branson, Missouri. We took care of work stuff early, and head on down. It was a must to see a show while in town, especially since outdoor activities were not an appealing option in the 100 degree weather. From among options like Dolly Parton's Dixie Stampede, the Baldknobbers Jamboree Show and Yakov Smirnoff's Dynamite Russian Comedy, we chose the New Shanghai Circus Acrobats of China show. After a look around town, a frozen custard and a quick photo with the world's largest banjo, we head to the theater. Branson has over 40 of them, with 60,000 seats and over 70 live shows. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097290323938366770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rr02iwNh1TI/AAAAAAAABzU/ixHgYsqmyy4/s400/IMG_8794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The show was impressive. It included amazing feats of balance, strength, contortion and coordination. The acrobats spend eight months a year right there in Branson, returning to China for the other four months.   Click here for some &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/BransonMissouri"&gt;photos of Branson&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-3770165412292999249?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/3770165412292999249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=3770165412292999249&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3770165412292999249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3770165412292999249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/08/branson.html' title='Branson'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rr02ZgNh1SI/AAAAAAAABzM/PLcwyXzqLkc/s72-c/IMG_8788.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6255472254675666606</id><published>2007-08-08T11:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-10T11:37:19.576-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Colorado to Missouri</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RryC9wNh08I/AAAAAAAABwA/Zl_vGTo0GKE/s1600-h/IMG_8769.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097092875701834690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RryC9wNh08I/AAAAAAAABwA/Zl_vGTo0GKE/s400/IMG_8769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It might not seem to make much sense to stop in Springfield, Missouri on the way from Denver to LA, but apparently someone in Springfield has some pretty persuasive powers. I guess we can think of it as being very, very wanted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RryD7wNh0_I/AAAAAAAABwY/wO2TZqaX-E0/s1600-h/IMG_8780.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097093940853724146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RryD7wNh0_I/AAAAAAAABwY/wO2TZqaX-E0/s320/IMG_8780.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RryD7QNh0-I/AAAAAAAABwQ/x0Ru4rR3nug/s1600-h/IMG_8775.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097093932263789538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RryD7QNh0-I/AAAAAAAABwQ/x0Ru4rR3nug/s320/IMG_8775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5097093296608629714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RryDWQNh09I/AAAAAAAABwI/qQY1Sn_MTWY/s400/IMG_8774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since there really is no direct route between the two cities, we ended up on some very rural highways toward the end of the drive. We passed mostly hay bales, cornfields, and an occasional cluster of cows munching for the last few hundred miles.  It was really very pretty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6255472254675666606?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6255472254675666606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6255472254675666606&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6255472254675666606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6255472254675666606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/08/colorado-to-missouri.html' title='Colorado to Missouri'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RryC9wNh08I/AAAAAAAABwA/Zl_vGTo0GKE/s72-c/IMG_8769.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8002351763434327488</id><published>2007-07-26T03:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T03:37:24.244-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Rushmore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2U6ANh07I/AAAAAAAABvY/7oUySo9ioXk/s1600-h/IMG_8697.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092890477835965362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2U6ANh07I/AAAAAAAABvY/7oUySo9ioXk/s400/IMG_8697.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rapid City, SD, was a convenient place to stop for the night on the way to Sioux Falls. Even though it was a short visit, we made a late afternoon run to visit Mt. Rushmore, just 15 miles away. It was pretty impressive. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/MtRushmore"&gt;Check out some photos here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8002351763434327488?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8002351763434327488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8002351763434327488&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8002351763434327488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8002351763434327488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/mt-rushmore.html' title='Mt. Rushmore'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2U6ANh07I/AAAAAAAABvY/7oUySo9ioXk/s72-c/IMG_8697.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-5784410831724441357</id><published>2007-07-26T02:56:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T03:24:19.781-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Awesome Example of Classic Americana!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2O1QNh0fI/AAAAAAAABrw/x1BpVFBYhTE/s1600-h/IMG_8747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092883799161819634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2O1QNh0fI/AAAAAAAABrw/x1BpVFBYhTE/s400/IMG_8747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stops like this are truely what make driving the country worth the hours. For anyone who has driven I-95 think of South Of The Border mid-west style. There are signs for hundreds of miles as you approach this icon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Wall Drug Store got its start during the Depression years by offering Free Ice Water to&lt;br /&gt;thirsty travelers. From their beginning in 1931 to today, the family-owned and run business&lt;br /&gt;continues what their reputation was and is built on — giving friendly service to the public." (&lt;a href="http://www.walldrug.com/"&gt;http://www.walldrug.com/&lt;/a&gt;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/WallDrug"&gt;Click here for some amusement.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Here is a &lt;a href="http://www.roadsideamerica.com/attract/SDWALdrug.html"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; to a cool article.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-5784410831724441357?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/5784410831724441357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=5784410831724441357&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5784410831724441357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5784410831724441357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/awesome-example-of-classic-americana.html' title='Awesome Example of Classic Americana!'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2O1QNh0fI/AAAAAAAABrw/x1BpVFBYhTE/s72-c/IMG_8747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-818535728352233403</id><published>2007-07-25T03:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T03:19:15.409-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A long, long drive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2QTANh0mI/AAAAAAAABss/HXO3yJcU5F8/s1600-h/IMG_8737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092885409774555746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2QTANh0mI/AAAAAAAABss/HXO3yJcU5F8/s400/IMG_8737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After work on Tuesday, July 24 we dove immediately into our whirlwind 1700-mile drive from Burlington, WA to Sioux Falls, SD, where we had another event at a local dirt track (the I-90 Speedway). &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/WAIDMTWYSDDrive"&gt;Here are some photos from eastern Washington, nothern Idaho, Montana, Wyoming and South Dakota&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-818535728352233403?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/818535728352233403/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=818535728352233403&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/818535728352233403'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/818535728352233403'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/long-long-drive.html' title='A long, long drive'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2QTANh0mI/AAAAAAAABss/HXO3yJcU5F8/s72-c/IMG_8737.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-4288982293172236067</id><published>2007-07-24T02:31:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T02:50:12.310-04:00</updated><title type='text'>16 oz Almond Joy with Soy Milk Please</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2HHANh0KI/AAAAAAAABpM/Ad1t-9HL0nI/s1600-h/DSC02012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092875308011475106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2HHANh0KI/AAAAAAAABpM/Ad1t-9HL0nI/s400/DSC02012.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One of my favorite things about the Pacific Northwest is the ever-present coffee hut.  They are everywhere!  Most are geared toward drive-through, while some you can walk up to as well.  Even though I refuse to pay for anything but the $1.69 coffee of the day at Starbucks, I can't resist the flavors, sizes, milk choices and extra shots at these little shacks of espresso heaven.  It feels better somehow to patronize the small business owner, too.  At this stop I opted for coffee with an extra shot of espresso, iced, with Almond Joy flavor and soy milk.  Donny had an iced Chai Spice.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-4288982293172236067?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/4288982293172236067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=4288982293172236067&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4288982293172236067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4288982293172236067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/16-oz-almond-joy-with-soy-milk-please.html' title='16 oz Almond Joy with Soy Milk Please'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2HHANh0KI/AAAAAAAABpM/Ad1t-9HL0nI/s72-c/DSC02012.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-2367839101162004479</id><published>2007-07-24T02:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T02:32:28.828-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Extra Large</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2FaQNh0JI/AAAAAAAABpE/vSbmQW-RDbE/s1600-h/IMG_8667.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092873439700701330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2FaQNh0JI/AAAAAAAABpE/vSbmQW-RDbE/s400/IMG_8667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Seriously, what kind of vehicle requires tires this big?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-2367839101162004479?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/2367839101162004479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=2367839101162004479&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2367839101162004479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2367839101162004479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/spotted-in-western-montana.html' title='Extra Large'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq2FaQNh0JI/AAAAAAAABpE/vSbmQW-RDbE/s72-c/IMG_8667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-3629409253065184107</id><published>2007-07-22T18:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T19:20:05.670-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Rainier Hike</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0gWwNh0II/AAAAAAAABo8/s7xg2cfRBSg/s1600-h/IMG_8579.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092762328896753794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0gWwNh0II/AAAAAAAABo8/s7xg2cfRBSg/s400/IMG_8579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At 14, 411 feet, Mt. Rainier is the highest peak in Washington. It is also an inactive volcano, now with a mantle of snowfields, glacier and dense forests. It is a Northwest icon, with over 300 miles of trailes throughout the park. We decided on an approach from the Northwest (closest to where we were staying). Some of the other areas of the park look beautiful as well, and they are on our list of future places to explore. Over ninety percent of Rainier's land is under wilderness protection. In 1997 it was designated a national historic landmark for early examples of “parkitecture” structures. Since the route over the Carbon Glacier was washed out due to flooding, we head up toward Mowich Lake. The trail we hiked led to Lake Eunice, surrounded by summer wildflowers.  The rain and fog only enhanced the peaceful atmosphere.  &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/MtRainierHike"&gt;Click for more photos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-3629409253065184107?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/3629409253065184107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=3629409253065184107&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3629409253065184107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3629409253065184107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/mt-rainier-hike.html' title='Mt. Rainier Hike'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0gWwNh0II/AAAAAAAABo8/s7xg2cfRBSg/s72-c/IMG_8579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-7283295211371637275</id><published>2007-07-20T18:41:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T18:48:24.978-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Seattle</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0ZHQNhzrI/AAAAAAAABlI/okmh6EUeQnM/s1600-h/IMG_8544.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092754366027386546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0ZHQNhzrI/AAAAAAAABlI/okmh6EUeQnM/s320/IMG_8544.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0ZIANhzsI/AAAAAAAABlQ/IUgQV8yzl1c/s1600-h/IMG_8548.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092754378912288450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0ZIANhzsI/AAAAAAAABlQ/IUgQV8yzl1c/s320/IMG_8548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0ZIQNhztI/AAAAAAAABlY/Xcyh1Mz9Fqg/s1600-h/IMG_8555.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092754383207255762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0ZIQNhztI/AAAAAAAABlY/Xcyh1Mz9Fqg/s320/IMG_8555.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In contrast to last year, we saw lots of rain this trip to the Pacific Northwest. We did catch the Bite of Seattle this time. It featured lots of food, live bands and chance meetings with some friends who were in town working either at this event or nearby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-7283295211371637275?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/7283295211371637275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=7283295211371637275&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7283295211371637275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7283295211371637275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/seattle.html' title='Seattle'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rq0ZHQNhzrI/AAAAAAAABlI/okmh6EUeQnM/s72-c/IMG_8544.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-3881523121507593551</id><published>2007-07-15T19:21:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T00:55:29.399-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. St. Helens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rpquzb3vyDI/AAAAAAAABk8/F9I7jJkIhEs/s1600-h/IMG_8495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087570927746533426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rpquzb3vyDI/AAAAAAAABk8/F9I7jJkIhEs/s400/IMG_8495.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpquAL3vyBI/AAAAAAAABks/SACoH_8kRXE/s1600-h/IMG_8502.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087570047278237714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpquAL3vyBI/AAAAAAAABks/SACoH_8kRXE/s400/IMG_8502.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpquAb3vyCI/AAAAAAAABk0/nYLeW-ZMszA/s1600-h/IMG_8505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087570051573205026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpquAb3vyCI/AAAAAAAABk0/nYLeW-ZMszA/s400/IMG_8505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mount St. Helens erupted at 8:32 Sunday morning, May 18, 1980.  Shaken by an earthquake measuring 5.1 on the Richter scale, the north face of this tall symmetrical mountain collapsed in a massive rock debris avalanche. Nearly 230 square miles of forest was blown down or buried beneath volcanic deposits. At the same time a mushroom-shaped column of ash rose thousands of feet skyward and drifted downwind, turning day into night as dark, gray ash fell over eastern Washington and beyond. The eruption lasted 9 hours, but Mount St. Helens and the surrounding landscape were dramatically changed within moments.  In 1982, the President and Congress created the 110,000-acre National Volcanic Monument for research, recreation, and education. Inside the Monument, the environment is left to respond naturally to the disturbance.&lt;/em&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Source: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fs.fed.us/gpnf/mshnvm/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;http://www.fs.fed.us/gpnf/mshnvm/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It's amazing to see how much natural recovery has taken place.  We were especially lucky to see many summer wildflowers blooming.  The several rest stop/information centers along the route we took through the monument each offered a different perspective, and were all quite informative.   One highlight was viewing, from far above, the herd of elk that has returned to the area.  &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/MtStHelens"&gt;Click HERE for photos of Mt. St. Helens.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-3881523121507593551?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/3881523121507593551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=3881523121507593551&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3881523121507593551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3881523121507593551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/mt-st-helens.html' title='Mt. St. Helens'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rpquzb3vyDI/AAAAAAAABk8/F9I7jJkIhEs/s72-c/IMG_8495.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-5452256075595258066</id><published>2007-07-14T14:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T15:24:43.260-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Sorry, Mt. Baldy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RppxQr3vxUI/AAAAAAAABfE/RO2Ux7Xxe2c/s1600-h/IMG_8362.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087503260536784194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RppxQr3vxUI/AAAAAAAABfE/RO2Ux7Xxe2c/s400/IMG_8362.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We neglected to post anything about our visit to Mt. Baldy on 7-7-07. While our hotel was taken over by a huge Filipino wedding party, we escaped north to this highest peak of the San Gabriel Mountains (western San Bernardino County, between Los Angeles and the Mojave Desert). We took the chair lift to the ski lodge, then hiked northwest another 800 feet or so to the top of Chair 4 (about 8600 feet). On the way back down we made a detour to San Antonio Falls to cool off before ending the day with a root beer float at the "Original Movie Slope Snack Bar." Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/MtBaldy"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for photos. &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087503964911420754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rppx5r3vxVI/AAAAAAAABfM/x8cTQqHGy88/s320/IMG_8423.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087503969206388066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rppx573vxWI/AAAAAAAABfU/DuojqBbyCTw/s320/IMG_8433.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-5452256075595258066?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/5452256075595258066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=5452256075595258066&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5452256075595258066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5452256075595258066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/sorry-mt-baldy.html' title='Sorry, Mt. Baldy'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RppxQr3vxUI/AAAAAAAABfE/RO2Ux7Xxe2c/s72-c/IMG_8362.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-2571672902309136183</id><published>2007-07-11T20:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T20:44:53.466-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Mt. Shasta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpV2mT-46oI/AAAAAAAABa4/yzzcb6bhFx4/s1600-h/DSC01752.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086101754756000386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpV2mT-46oI/AAAAAAAABa4/yzzcb6bhFx4/s400/DSC01752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpV2mj-46pI/AAAAAAAABbA/4wl5-vq2wHU/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5086101759050967698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpV2mj-46pI/AAAAAAAABbA/4wl5-vq2wHU/s400/DSC01750.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mt. Shasta, northern California, 14,161 ft. (4317 m)&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpV1gj-46mI/AAAAAAAABao/mIktqjtTfIU/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-2571672902309136183?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/2571672902309136183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=2571672902309136183&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2571672902309136183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2571672902309136183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/mt-shasta.html' title='Mt. Shasta'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpV2mT-46oI/AAAAAAAABa4/yzzcb6bhFx4/s72-c/DSC01752.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6786436671049386596</id><published>2007-07-11T01:14:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T01:46:13.288-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Pea Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpRukj-46lI/AAAAAAAABag/THpeV1b-h-0/s1600-h/DSC01735.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085811453621496402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpRukj-46lI/AAAAAAAABag/THpeV1b-h-0/s400/DSC01735.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpRpHj-46jI/AAAAAAAABaQ/s1SIQ88mfyU/s1600-h/DSC01739.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085805457847151154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpRpHj-46jI/AAAAAAAABaQ/s1SIQ88mfyU/s400/DSC01739.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpRpIT-46kI/AAAAAAAABaY/dtKOn3OQCC4/s1600-h/DSC01737.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5085805470732053058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpRpIT-46kI/AAAAAAAABaY/dtKOn3OQCC4/s400/DSC01737.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best Western is a membership association of independently owned and operated hotels. (I looked this up, and it says so in their FAQs.) With more than 4,100 hotels in 80 countries, they call themselves "The World’s Largest Hotel Chain." Many are the standard place name like Best Western Dallas North or Best Western Falls Church. The really interesting ones are those that are themed, and there are many. The theme often doesn’t match the surrounding area, as in the case of the Best Western Swiss Clock Inn, in Pecos Texas. The design includes dark wood beams and a tall white clock tower visible from the highway. The Best Western Pecos Inn, on the other hand, is in Artesia New Mexico. Sometimes, the hotel takes its theme from a landmark already in place. This is true of the hotel we stayed in last night on the way to Portland from LA. It is the Best Western Peasoup Andersen’s Inn in Nella Village, CA. A Danish man and his French wife started drawing tourists with the original Pea Soup stop further south in CA, but this Pea Soup II has been there a LONG time as well. The sourdough bread bowl full of pea soup with 5 toppings (croutons, ham, bacon, scallions and cheddar) at the restaurant next door was delicious. . . and 10% off with our coupon from the Best Western. There are numerous other examples that don’t quite fit. I guess you can find driftwood by a river, but it’s not the first thing you think of. Nevertheless, the Best Western Driftwood Inn is in Idaho Falls, while Big Country is in Coalinga, CA. Other memorable stops include the Best Western Cherokee Strip in Oklahoma with above average Mexican food and nothing but highway and cows in view. Curious names we’re keeping an eye out for: Best Western Icicle Inn in Leavenworth, WA, Best Western Locomotive Inn in Laurel, MT, Best Western Lodge at Purgatory in Durango, CO and the Best Western Treehouse Inn in Mt. Shasta, CA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6786436671049386596?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6786436671049386596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6786436671049386596&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6786436671049386596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6786436671049386596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/pea-soup.html' title='Pea Soup'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RpRukj-46lI/AAAAAAAABag/THpeV1b-h-0/s72-c/DSC01735.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6890406827981184361</id><published>2007-07-04T01:57:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T02:00:21.831-04:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Wild Animal Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hmm. I wonder where they keep the bananas?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Ros2ej-46iI/AAAAAAAABaI/eEtLpWiKvhM/s1600-h/IMG_8261.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083216503100729890" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Ros2ej-46iI/AAAAAAAABaI/eEtLpWiKvhM/s400/IMG_8261.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 1,800-acre Wild Animal Park is located north of San Diego near Escondido. Part of San Diego Zoo, the Wild Animal Park is a destination of its own. It's operated by the not-for-profit Zoological Society of San Diego. The sanctuary is home to more than 3,500 animals of 429 species, including the largest crash of rhinos in any zoological facility, and one of the only California condor exhibits in the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/SanDiegoWildAnimalPark"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Click here for wild animal photos.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6890406827981184361?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6890406827981184361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6890406827981184361&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6890406827981184361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6890406827981184361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/san-diego-wild-animal-park.html' title='San Diego Wild Animal Park'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Ros2ej-46iI/AAAAAAAABaI/eEtLpWiKvhM/s72-c/IMG_8261.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-1960452317983736283</id><published>2007-07-01T01:06:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T10:06:28.093-04:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego Sunday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RosyKD-46fI/AAAAAAAABZw/OtCeS5I7Joc/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083211752866900466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RosyKD-46fI/AAAAAAAABZw/OtCeS5I7Joc/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Our first California Coast dive was La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jolla&lt;/span&gt; Cove Ecological Preserve. If only we could have gotten a photo of ourselves in all the gear. Since we're used to water temperatures closer to 80 than high 60s, we were equipped with thicker wetsuits, hoods, gloves, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RoswXT-46dI/AAAAAAAABZg/0BLmjljdxCs/s1600-h/cold2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RoswXT-46eI/AAAAAAAABZo/0-62IAPBLuU/s1600-h/coldwtr2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083209781476911586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RoswXT-46eI/AAAAAAAABZo/0-62IAPBLuU/s320/coldwtr2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;These photos are pretty much what we looked/felt like. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Buoyancy&lt;/span&gt; control was more of a challenge, and visibility was very limited (about 5 feet). Our dive guide said it was the worst she'd ever seen. We navigated around some tall columns of kelp, which were pretty cool-looking, but with the surges increasing, we head to more shallow water. We did see a few &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;garibaldi&lt;/span&gt; fish (like big, chubby orange goldfish) on the way in, and a harbor seal playing around at the surface. All in all it was a good experience. The Cove was very pretty, and there were some cool sea caves to explore nearby. Oh, and breakfast at on the Coast Drive was delicious.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083212946867808770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RoszPj-46gI/AAAAAAAABZ4/N4Ov8Fw0ct0/s400/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After watching the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;NASCAR&lt;/span&gt; race and taking a nap, we head back out to the coast to eat and watch the sunset. As you can see, it was pretty amazing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-1960452317983736283?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/1960452317983736283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=1960452317983736283&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1960452317983736283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1960452317983736283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/san-diego-sunday.html' title='San Diego Sunday'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RosyKD-46fI/AAAAAAAABZw/OtCeS5I7Joc/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-2675571998312778313</id><published>2007-06-30T22:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-07-04T01:44:22.573-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Juan Rodríguez Cabrillo and his National Monument</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rosm2D-46DI/AAAAAAAABWQ/Khs_wcVN4Dk/s1600-h/IMG_8185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083199314641610802" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rosm2D-46DI/AAAAAAAABWQ/Khs_wcVN4Dk/s400/IMG_8185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Rodríguez&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Cabrillo&lt;/span&gt; led the first &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;European&lt;/span&gt; expedition exploring the what is now the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;US's&lt;/span&gt; Pacific Coast. He arrived in San Diego bay in September of 1542 and declared it a "very good, enclosed port." The National Monument commemorating his journey was established in 1913.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083200693326112850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RosoGT-46FI/AAAAAAAABWg/CwHnyLndXtQ/s400/IMG_8187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Old Point &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Loma&lt;/span&gt; Lighthouse is a short walk away from the statue of Juan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Rodríguez&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Cabrillo&lt;/span&gt;. The lighthouse was built 422 feet above sea level. It seemed like a perfect spot to serve as both a harbor light and coastal beacon. Unfortunately, the light was often obscured by low-lying fog and clouds. The lighthouse was in service from 1855-1891, when construction of a new lighthouse on lower ground was completed. You can walk through the old lighthouse and see how the Keeper and his family lived when the kids had to row a boat across the bay to Old San Diego to get to school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5083200122095462466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RosnlD-46EI/AAAAAAAABWY/BDCSMdrWNic/s400/IMG_8146.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the western entrance to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cabrillo&lt;/span&gt; there are also outlooks from which, in season, you can see the annual migration of Pacific Gray Whales. Tide pools below are home to anemones, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;octopus&lt;/span&gt;, troglodyte &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;chitons&lt;/span&gt;, sea hares, crabs and a wide variety of mollusks among a variety of other creatures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/CabrilloNationalMonument"&gt;Click here for additional photos&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-2675571998312778313?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/2675571998312778313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=2675571998312778313&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2675571998312778313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2675571998312778313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/07/juan-rodrguez-cabrillo-and-his-national.html' title='Juan Rodríguez Cabrillo and his National Monument'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rosm2D-46DI/AAAAAAAABWQ/Khs_wcVN4Dk/s72-c/IMG_8185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-2905189239425138578</id><published>2007-06-24T16:18:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T17:12:39.116-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Punta Reyes National Seashore</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rn7RzcDeAOI/AAAAAAAABRA/YLrck0eOgVA/s1600-h/IMG_8115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079728111354773730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rn7RzcDeAOI/AAAAAAAABRA/YLrck0eOgVA/s400/IMG_8115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; San Francisco has lots to offer, and I'll be sad to leave without eating my bread bowl of chowder and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;cioppino&lt;/span&gt; on Fisherman's Wharf, but we again decided to use our limited time to do something we'd missed on past trips.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Punta&lt;/span&gt; Reyes National Seashore is just north of the Golden Gate National Recreation Area.    This ancient home of the coastal &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Miwok&lt;/span&gt; also has interesting maritime and ranching history.  The bases of craggy cliffs and rolling hills are pounded by timeless waves.  Spanish explorers and merchants later navigated this shoreline, some ending up one of the wrecks that dot the coast.  Others transporting goods for gold miners, dairy farmers, and lumbermen.  The Point Reyes &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Lighthouse was&lt;/span&gt; built in 1870.  It was interesting to read excerpts from the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;lightkeepers&lt;/span&gt;' logs.  It's hard to imagine living and raising a family in those days in this windiest, foggiest place on the Pacific Coast.  The lighthouse was decommissioned in 1975 when the U.S. Coast Guard installed an automated light and turned over other operations to the National Park Service.  Also in the area is a refuge of reintroduced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Tule&lt;/span&gt; Elk.  Depending on when you visit, you can sometimes watch migrating whales and an elephant seal colony.  We saw a big harbor seal swimming below the lighthouse, and a few deer.  Oh, and there were lots of happy-looking California dairy cows wandering the cliffs as well.  Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/PuntaReyesNationalSeashore"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for some pictures of this beautiful area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-2905189239425138578?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/2905189239425138578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=2905189239425138578&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2905189239425138578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2905189239425138578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/06/punta-reyes-national-seashore.html' title='Punta Reyes National Seashore'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rn7RzcDeAOI/AAAAAAAABRA/YLrck0eOgVA/s72-c/IMG_8115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-2778232371122356654</id><published>2007-06-17T18:35:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T20:19:31.278-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Joshua Tree National Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnXPZMDeAKI/AAAAAAAABQc/EaVerANc8uU/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077192186569556130" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnXPZMDeAKI/AAAAAAAABQc/EaVerANc8uU/s400/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"Strolling on, it seems to me that the strangeness and wonder of existence are emphasized here, in the desert, by the comparative sparsity of the flora and fauna: life not crowded upon life as in other places but scattered abroad in spareness and simplicity, with a generous gift of space for each herb and bush and tree, each stem of grass, so that the living organism stands out bold and brave and vivid against the lifeless sand and barren rock." &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;- Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua Tree National Park was amazing. Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/JoshuaTreeNatlPark"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for some photos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-2778232371122356654?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/2778232371122356654/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=2778232371122356654&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2778232371122356654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2778232371122356654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/06/strolling-on-it-seems-to-me-that.html' title='Joshua Tree National Park'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnXPZMDeAKI/AAAAAAAABQc/EaVerANc8uU/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-7081781747681621830</id><published>2007-06-14T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T22:12:45.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>San Diego I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnH0ncDd-3I/AAAAAAAABF8/qxHdn4_mgSc/s1600-h/IMG_7936.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076107213406075762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnH0ncDd-3I/AAAAAAAABF8/qxHdn4_mgSc/s400/IMG_7936.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We didn't have much spare time in San Diego this year, and we visited many of the big attractions last year, so we picked an area we'd never visited before to check out one afternoon. Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/SanDiego"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for a few pictures of San Diego's Mission Bay area and up to La &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Jolla&lt;/span&gt;. The most popular things to do in town are, of course, the world-famous San Diego Zoo and Wild Animal Park (not to be missed), Tijuana, the Gas Lamp District, Old Town, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Legoland&lt;/span&gt; and Sea World.  It looks like we may be back here before the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of July,  so there may be an update to come.  Next stop: The Inland Empire.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-7081781747681621830?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/7081781747681621830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=7081781747681621830&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7081781747681621830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7081781747681621830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/06/san-diego-i.html' title='San Diego I'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnH0ncDd-3I/AAAAAAAABF8/qxHdn4_mgSc/s72-c/IMG_7936.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-1700029393243120134</id><published>2007-06-11T21:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-14T21:39:22.432-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wichita to Cali</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs1MDd-eI/AAAAAAAABCs/kqPpOHQIlIw/s1600-h/IMG_7906.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076098653536254434" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs1MDd-eI/AAAAAAAABCs/kqPpOHQIlIw/s200/IMG_7906.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs1cDd-fI/AAAAAAAABC0/v-eLo0TwPnQ/s1600-h/IMG_7909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076098657831221746" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs1cDd-fI/AAAAAAAABC0/v-eLo0TwPnQ/s200/IMG_7909.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs1sDd-gI/AAAAAAAABC8/tiBvK9K4Oao/s1600-h/IMG_7913.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076098662126189058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs1sDd-gI/AAAAAAAABC8/tiBvK9K4Oao/s200/IMG_7913.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs18Dd-hI/AAAAAAAABDE/tpPdjG4wkO4/s1600-h/IMG_7920.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076098666421156370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs18Dd-hI/AAAAAAAABDE/tpPdjG4wkO4/s200/IMG_7920.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs2MDd-iI/AAAAAAAABDM/UuASd3f6d3A/s1600-h/IMG_7923.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076098670716123682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs2MDd-iI/AAAAAAAABDM/UuASd3f6d3A/s200/IMG_7923.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHtrsDd-jI/AAAAAAAABDU/HX4oHnS0kkk/s1600-h/IMG_7925.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5076099589839125042" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHtrsDd-jI/AAAAAAAABDU/HX4oHnS0kkk/s200/IMG_7925.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;With 3 short days to drive from Wichita to San Diego, we decided to get a head start and get going directly after work on Saturday. These are some shots from Arizona and California along the way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-1700029393243120134?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/1700029393243120134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=1700029393243120134&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1700029393243120134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1700029393243120134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/06/wichita-to-cali.html' title='Wichita to Cali'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RnHs1MDd-eI/AAAAAAAABCs/kqPpOHQIlIw/s72-c/IMG_7906.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-7155699751406330692</id><published>2007-06-06T00:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T12:36:08.839-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Wichita, KS</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY_wMDd-FI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/y3FeR693i2s/s1600-h/IMG_7894.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072812127381485650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY_wMDd-FI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/y3FeR693i2s/s320/IMG_7894.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY_wcDd-GI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/nBcyEHhHtEE/s1600-h/IMG_7895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072812131676452962" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY_wcDd-GI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/nBcyEHhHtEE/s320/IMG_7895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The City of Wichita grew from trading posts set up at the confluence of the Big and Little Arkansas Rivers in the late 1800s. The "Keeper of the Plains" still stands watch from this spot where the rivers flow together. There are lots of parks and museums in this area, and we visited several, including the Mid-America All-Indian Center Museum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Brick-lined&lt;/span&gt; streets, historic buildings and lampposts, good restaurants and informative signage make up Wichita's Old Town. It's set where the old warehouse district was located, not far from the Santa Fe and Rock Island railroad tracks. The original names are still visible on a number of buildings (see below).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY85MDd-BI/AAAAAAAAA9w/YSgGktO9C2g/s1600-h/IMG_7881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072808983465424914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY85MDd-BI/AAAAAAAAA9w/YSgGktO9C2g/s320/IMG_7881.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY85MDd-AI/AAAAAAAAA9o/kPXvd8Ckhdw/s1600-h/IMG_7879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072808983465424898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY85MDd-AI/AAAAAAAAA9o/kPXvd8Ckhdw/s320/IMG_7879.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;"The Keen &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Kutter&lt;/span&gt; brand of tools was created in 1879 by E.C. Simmons of St. Louis, MO, a pioneer in the use of catalogues as a major sales tool. The tool manufacturer was owned by Morton-Simmons Hardware Company of St. Louis, MO and sold tools throughout the country. Today, the building has been restored to a 115-room hotel in the heart of Old Town, with the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;façade&lt;/span&gt; and distinctive brick tower true to their original form."&lt;/span&gt; --&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Credit: Historical information excerpted from Wichita Century (Wichita &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sedgwick&lt;/span&gt; County Historical Museum, 1969) and the City of Wichita Historic Preservation Office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072810130221692978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY978Dd-DI/AAAAAAAAA-A/pYT_H2xjra8/s320/IMG_7882.JPG" border="0" /&gt;One night we saw the new Pirates of the Caribbean at the Warren Theater. It's a regular movie theatre with extra wide aisles and a call button on the seat to summon a waitress to bring a fresh salad, pizza, cold beer (in an actual glass), or more traditionally more popcorn and candy. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;For some additional photos, Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/Kansas"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-7155699751406330692?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/7155699751406330692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=7155699751406330692&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7155699751406330692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7155699751406330692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/06/wichita-ks.html' title='Wichita, KS'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmY_wMDd-FI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/y3FeR693i2s/s72-c/IMG_7894.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-1593334845061270914</id><published>2007-05-30T21:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T23:22:57.713-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tulsa Life</title><content type='html'>We admittedly didn't put in as much effort into Tulsa as we had other places to find interesting things to do. Maybe we were tired, maybe it was the weather, who knows? In all fairness, Tulsa is a decent little mini-city. It's known mostly for its Native American roots and former oil glory days when many residents got rich on "black gold" and built palatial mansions along the Arkansas River. A number of people we spoke to reflected on those days. More recently, there has been an effort at urban renewal, with lots of parks by the the riverfront, a variety of restaurants, a zoo and museums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmOEx0-WJ1I/AAAAAAAAA9g/6ILW450K_O4/s1600-h/DSC01154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072043596917909330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmOEx0-WJ1I/AAAAAAAAA9g/6ILW450K_O4/s320/DSC01154.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmOExk-WJ0I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/z6GA4MsFI8I/s1600-h/DSC01153.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072043592622942018" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmOExk-WJ0I/AAAAAAAAA9Y/z6GA4MsFI8I/s320/DSC01153.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;We had the opportunity to visit the Tulsa Air and Space Museum, as it was one of our event sites for work. I called on my limited teaching experience to give brief talks to school groups visiting the museum for the day. The main topic was, of course, the race car, and how it tied in to their visit through aerodynamics, motors and engineering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just because it was so novel, I wanted to include the photo below, apparently a liquid nutritional supplement chock-full of naturally derived minerals, vitamins and anti-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;oxidants&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072034487292274450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmN8fk-WJxI/AAAAAAAAA9A/aqlaA4UcTLA/s320/Liquid+Life+Bottle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;For the rest of our visit to Tulsa we were primarily engaged in losing small amounts of money to the penny slot machines at the Osage Million Dollar Elm Casino, The Creek Nation Casino, and The Cherokee Nation Casino and Resort. Next stop: Wichita, KS where, fortunately, there are no casinos. --&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;HTM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-1593334845061270914?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/1593334845061270914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=1593334845061270914&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1593334845061270914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1593334845061270914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/05/tulsa-life.html' title='Tulsa Life'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RmOEx0-WJ1I/AAAAAAAAA9g/6ILW450K_O4/s72-c/DSC01154.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6924281923585028529</id><published>2007-05-26T18:12:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T18:53:31.991-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Beyond Graceland</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Memphis: home of Fedex, The Piggly Wiggly, one of the busiest cement terminals in the country, and Pork Barbecue Capital of the World. We started with a HUGE pork shoulder sandwich at Neely's. This may have been the best taste yet, and the price was right too!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068998522975290242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RlizTMjsA4I/AAAAAAAAA8o/FvRrNOFLXoc/s320/DSC00113.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The other food highlight was ribs at Rendezvous, in a downtown Memphis alley. Beale Street had live music and lots of activity, since this was the final weekend of the annual Memphis in May. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069006232441586594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rli6T8jsA6I/AAAAAAAAA84/bdFwH8n_5jA/s320/DSC01095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Memphis' music heritage touches a number of different genres: from WC Handy writing the first blues song in 1909 to rock-and-rollers Elvis and Jerry Lee Lewis. Isaac Hayes recorded his Academy Award Winning "Theme from Shaft" here too. You can visit the Stax Museum of American Soul Music, Rock-n-Soul Museum, Memphis Music Hall of Fame, Sun Studio Museum and, of course, Graceland to experience these rich muscial traditions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5069005412102833042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rli5kMjsA5I/AAAAAAAAA8w/-zaYVQQp780/s320/DSC01088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The National Civil Rights Museum is housed partially in the hotel where Martin Luther King Jr. was assassinated on April 4, 1968. Dr. King's and several other rooms, as well as the balcony outside, were kept intact at the Lorraine Hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out final stop was the Crystal Shrine Grotto, built by Dionicio Rodriguez, a self-taught sculptor, in the 1930s. The Grotto, which is listed on the National Register of Historic Places is a hand-carved cave of biblical scenes located within a local cemetary. It's a peaceful place, and quite unusual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/Memphis"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for photos of Memphis and its sites.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6924281923585028529?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6924281923585028529/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6924281923585028529&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6924281923585028529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6924281923585028529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/05/beyond-graceland.html' title='Beyond Graceland'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RlizTMjsA4I/AAAAAAAAA8o/FvRrNOFLXoc/s72-c/DSC00113.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8548635355381394066</id><published>2007-05-24T22:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-24T23:36:48.530-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Music City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RlZXysjsAOI/AAAAAAAAA3U/IAhfduzDUWA/s1600-h/DSC00952.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068334959117992162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RlZXysjsAOI/AAAAAAAAA3U/IAhfduzDUWA/s320/DSC00952.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since neither of us had ever spent much time in Nashville, we wanted to get a taste of what it has to offer. With the Nashville: Music City All-Access Pass, we were able to choose four major attractions (plus bonus entry to the Parthenon). We did a whirlwind tour, and accomplished quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nashville is known for its ties to country music, and there are dozens of live music venues downtown and in the surrounding areas. We passed by the Country Music Hall of Fame and Museum, which features artifacts such as Gene &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Autry's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; guitar, along with photographs, original recordings, videos, and other media. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nashville&lt;/span&gt; is also home to the Grand Ole &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Opry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Opryland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. The light and water show inside the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Opryland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Resort was a treat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening we took a cruise on the 300-foot &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;paddle wheel&lt;/span&gt; riverboat the General Jackson Showboat. It featured live music, a cruise down the Cumberland river, and great views of the Nashville skyline at night. The only negative was the price of a drink: $12.50 (though we did get to keep the souvenir glass).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our visit to The Hermitage included the grounds and gardens, mansion, mausoleum and outlying buildings of Andrew Jackson's (7&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; President and Hero of New Orleans) plantation. Perhaps most interesting were some exhibits on the lives of the approximately 140 slaves who worked the land and maintained the household. Very little was documented, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;archaeological&lt;/span&gt; exploration has lead to many fascinating discoveries. The day we visited fourth graders from a nearby elementary school acted at docents in the museum and several other areas, and they did a great job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Belmont Mansion is an Italianate-style villa, built as a summer home to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Adelicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Hayes Franklin &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Acklen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Cheatham&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (1817-) and her family. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Adelicia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; was a shrewd business woman who used her wits to conspire with both Confederate and Union forces to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;emerge&lt;/span&gt; from the Civil War with her fortune intact. The home is one of the most elaborate and unusual homes in the South, and a remarkable number of the pieces inside are original. According to our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;knowledgeable&lt;/span&gt; guide, there was a deer park on the grounds and even a pet bear for a while (hopefully not too close to one another). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5068337055062032626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RlZZssjsAPI/AAAAAAAAA3c/VtzwISt8LkE/s320/DSC01076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;One fun and silly stop we made here in Nashville was the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Cooter's&lt;/span&gt; Dukes of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Hazzard&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Museum&lt;/span&gt;. It was mainly a retail outlet for all things from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Hazzard&lt;/span&gt; County. There was also a collection of all of the old &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;collectibles&lt;/span&gt; as well as a few original vehicles: Daisy's Jeep, Roscoe's cop car and of course a General Lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least we visited The Parthenon, built as part of Nashville's 1897 Centennial Exhibition. It's a full-scale replica of the Parthenon in Athens. The upper level &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Naos&lt;/span&gt; houses a 42 foot statue of the goddess Athena, recreating the sculpture Phidias was to have made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nashville food highlights:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Nashville barbecue is influenced by several regions, but the specialty is pork. Downtown at Jack's, the sauce was tangy and on the spicy side.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Rotier's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; near the Parthenon served a cheeseburger on French bread that was amazing. Thanks to a tip from my great friend Bill for that one!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click here for the &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/Nashville"&gt;Nashville photo album&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8548635355381394066?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8548635355381394066/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8548635355381394066&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8548635355381394066'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8548635355381394066'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/05/music-city.html' title='Music City'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RlZXysjsAOI/AAAAAAAAA3U/IAhfduzDUWA/s72-c/DSC00952.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6735120426603865417</id><published>2007-05-22T15:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T16:02:05.907-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bad Luck For Some, Good Luck For Others</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RlNLrMjr_aI/AAAAAAAAAww/YMTUMXrxXio/s1600-h/876866092207_0_BG.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067477211199307170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RlNLrMjr_aI/AAAAAAAAAww/YMTUMXrxXio/s320/876866092207_0_BG.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So as it turns out the car being stolen ended up being a good thing for us. We were in Atlanta for Mother's Day as well as Donny's mom's birthday. We won't say the years but let's put it this way, it was a BIG one. We were able to visit family and friends which made the extra miles and headache worth it.   We were very happy to see all of the Atlanta &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;contingency&lt;/span&gt;, thanks for all of your &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;hospitality&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6735120426603865417?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6735120426603865417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6735120426603865417&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6735120426603865417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6735120426603865417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/05/bad-luck-for-some-good-luck-for-others.html' title='Bad Luck For Some, Good Luck For Others'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RlNLrMjr_aI/AAAAAAAAAww/YMTUMXrxXio/s72-c/876866092207_0_BG.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8449863459973725458</id><published>2007-05-13T20:47:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T21:27:23.484-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Stop, Thief!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rke0rbCLljI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aTAEHkGXYSc/s1600-h/DSC00554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064214964085691954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rke0rbCLljI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aTAEHkGXYSc/s320/DSC00554.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last week, the East Coast team walked out of their hotel to head to an event to find their truck, trailer, and race car missing. The whole unit had been stolen from their Atlanta hotel parking lot. Since thier set-up is identical to ours, we were called in from Texas to fill in. Everything should be back to normal in the next week or so. In the meantime, we've been able to visit friends and family in Atlanta. Donny even go to do Mother's day, which was a great surprise for all. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;To read the news article: click &lt;a href="http://www.cbs46.com/Global/story.asp?S=6468253"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onclick="return top.js.OpenExtLink(window,event,this)" href="http://www.cbs46.com/Global/story.asp?S=6468253" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://www.cbs46.com/global/video/popup/pop_player.asp?ClipID1=1412548&amp;h1=NASCAR%20Driver%27s%20Replica%20Car%20Stolen&amp;amp;vt1=v&amp;at1=News&amp;amp;d1=122134&amp;LaunchPageAdTag=Sport&amp;amp;activePane=info&amp;playerVersion=1&amp;amp;hostPageUrl=http%3A//www.cbs46.com/Global/story.asp%3FS%3D6468253&amp;amp;rnd=86453396"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to watch the video.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8449863459973725458?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8449863459973725458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8449863459973725458&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8449863459973725458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8449863459973725458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/05/stop-thief.html' title='Stop, Thief!'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rke0rbCLljI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aTAEHkGXYSc/s72-c/DSC00554.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-1937973572869288047</id><published>2007-05-05T20:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T20:45:55.469-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cinco de mayo'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='texas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='baseball'/><title type='text'>Cinco de Mayo: Toronto Bluejays @ Texas Rangers</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rkev5rCLlfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/EIDsG4Pk-j4/s1600-h/Rangers+Game.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064209711340688882" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rkev5rCLlfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/EIDsG4Pk-j4/s320/Rangers+Game.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RkewG7CLlgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cJlOP40NTXE/s1600-h/DSC00574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064209938973955586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RkewG7CLlgI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/cJlOP40NTXE/s320/DSC00574.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RkexCLCLliI/AAAAAAAAAwg/pX9ZlPNnjz8/s1600-h/DSC00568.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064210956881204770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RkexCLCLliI/AAAAAAAAAwg/pX9ZlPNnjz8/s320/DSC00568.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;    &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rkewy7CLlhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/gtI6luKB8lk/s1600-h/DSC00565.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064210694888199698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rkewy7CLlhI/AAAAAAAAAwY/gtI6luKB8lk/s320/DSC00565.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-1937973572869288047?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/1937973572869288047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=1937973572869288047&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1937973572869288047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/1937973572869288047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/05/cinco-de-mayo-toronto-bluejays-texas.html' title='Cinco de Mayo: Toronto Bluejays @ Texas Rangers'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rkev5rCLlfI/AAAAAAAAAwI/EIDsG4Pk-j4/s72-c/Rangers+Game.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-7086666159107701679</id><published>2007-04-29T23:26:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T19:35:24.317-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='carlsbad'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cave'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cavern'/><title type='text'>Carlsgood</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjVoaLCLk8I/AAAAAAAAArs/YhAYnTfzx7E/s1600-h/DSC00498.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059064555268445122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjVoaLCLk8I/AAAAAAAAArs/YhAYnTfzx7E/s320/DSC00498.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The Guadalupe Mountains on the Texas-New Mexico border reach heights of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;almost&lt;/span&gt; 9,000 feet. Not far away, deep beneath the surface, are hundreds of caverns formed when sulfuric acid dissolved surrounding limestone. The limestone is what remains of a coral reef of an inland sea from around 250 million &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;years&lt;/span&gt; ago. There are over 113 caves within Carlsbad National Park but only two are open to the public. The temperature in the caves is always about 56 degrees F. There's a very good, detailed article by the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;NPS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/cave/naturescience/upload/research.pdf"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We entered through the Natural Entrance and descended a gradual mile along the traditional explorer's route to a depth of around 750 feet. The caves were used in the early 1900s to harvest bat guano, a rich fertilizer. It was open to tourists as early as the 1920s. From May to October over 400,000 (down from 8 million once) Mexican free-tailed bats live in one of the passageways of the caves. They leave at dusk and return to rest during the day. They migrate to Mexico for the winter. Native Americans knew about the caves long before, and artifacts including an ice scraper of an Ice-Age hunter and two spear points dating from about 10,000 years ago have been found nearby.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The "Big Room" at the bottom is over 8 acres (the size of 114 football fields). Among the many amazing features is Iceberg Rock, a single 200,000 ton boulder that fell from the ceiling thousands of years ago. There was also an overwhelming array of cave formations: &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;stalactites&lt;/span&gt;, stalagmites, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;flow stone&lt;/span&gt;, soda straws, lily pads, draperies, columns, popcorn, cave pearls and mirror pools. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/CarlsbadCaverns"&gt;Click HERE for some photos&lt;/a&gt;, and &lt;strong&gt;PLEASE leave a comment here on the blog from time to time&lt;/strong&gt;. It makes our day, and lets us know someone is actually checking it out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-7086666159107701679?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/7086666159107701679/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=7086666159107701679&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7086666159107701679'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7086666159107701679'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/carlsgood.html' title='Carlsgood'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjVoaLCLk8I/AAAAAAAAArs/YhAYnTfzx7E/s72-c/DSC00498.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-244151109300534433</id><published>2007-04-27T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:26:29.614-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Desert Blooms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjVvdrCLlVI/AAAAAAAAAu4/QKBlR1gBAno/s1600-h/DSC00395.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059072311979382098" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjVvdrCLlVI/AAAAAAAAAu4/QKBlR1gBAno/s320/DSC00395.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;If some of you having been following our blog since last year, you would have already seen some photos from the Franklin Mountains outside El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt;. Well, we were back in the area and decided to go for a hike in a different part of the Texas State Park. We had a four and a half mile hike winding up switchbacks and finally reaching &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Mundy's&lt;/span&gt; Gap. At that point you can see three different states in two countries (Texas, New Mexico and Chihuahua, Mexico). In addition to the views, we took the time to stop and smell the flowers, literally, as you can see in these pictures. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/DesertBlooms"&gt;Click here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-244151109300534433?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/244151109300534433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=244151109300534433&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/244151109300534433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/244151109300534433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/desert-blooms.html' title='Desert Blooms'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjVvdrCLlVI/AAAAAAAAAu4/QKBlR1gBAno/s72-c/DSC00395.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-7988101312597305223</id><published>2007-04-26T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T01:21:28.812-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Puro Sabor de Juarez</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAod7CLkhI/AAAAAAAAAoI/o__eB6oM8Zo/s1600-h/DSC00369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057586876065223186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAod7CLkhI/AAAAAAAAAoI/o__eB6oM8Zo/s320/DSC00369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Our last visits to El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt; focused primarily on history and nature (see entries from the Mission Trail, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Hueco&lt;/span&gt; Tanks, Franklin Mountains, White Sands Natl. Monument).   We had never really seen much of downtown, never mind crossed the border.  El Paso's downtown has lots of interesting gunslinger history, some neat old buildings, museums and cultural spots.  Later, we walked over the Santa Fe Street Bridge into &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Juárez&lt;/span&gt;, Mexico. In some ways similar to another pair of border cities, Tijuana-San Diego, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Ciudad&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Juárez&lt;/span&gt;-El &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Paso&lt;/span&gt; creates a binational, bilingual megalopolis.  This one is the biggest in North America (twice as many people live on the Juárez side).  Juárez is a major player in international business, with plants owned by Lear Corporation, Proctor-Silex and Siemans, among others. The two cities were one until the 1840s, with people being separated only by the Rio Grande.  They were separated finally under the Treaty of Guadalupe Hidalgo in 1848.  These days, most tourists cross the border here for inexpensive shopping, legendary nightlife and cheap authentic eats.  We took a walk, had a look at the Cathedral of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Virgen&lt;/span&gt; of Guadalupe and some other buildings, and eventually moseyed on back across the border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/CiudadJuarez"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for a few photos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-7988101312597305223?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/7988101312597305223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=7988101312597305223&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7988101312597305223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/7988101312597305223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/puro-sabor-de-juarez.html' title='Puro Sabor de Juarez'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAod7CLkhI/AAAAAAAAAoI/o__eB6oM8Zo/s72-c/DSC00369.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-2326481456677948555</id><published>2007-04-26T00:08:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-26T00:34:51.054-04:00</updated><title type='text'>We're Not in Kansas Anymore</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmoLCLkRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/t2hzqjVbXDI/s1600-h/DSC00341.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057584853135626514" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmoLCLkRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/t2hzqjVbXDI/s200/DSC00341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmobCLkSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/FJIwz7vbC3k/s1600-h/DSC00342.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057584857430593826" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmobCLkSI/AAAAAAAAAmI/FJIwz7vbC3k/s200/DSC00342.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Storm Watchers in TX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmorCLkTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/YRiBvlPqWVU/s1600-h/DSC00343.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057584861725561138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmorCLkTI/AAAAAAAAAmQ/YRiBvlPqWVU/s200/DSC00343.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmo7CLkUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/4i6P5b8buZw/s1600-h/DSC00352.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057584866020528450" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmo7CLkUI/AAAAAAAAAmY/4i6P5b8buZw/s200/DSC00352.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmpLCLkVI/AAAAAAAAAmg/lmZPLZ5LpFE/s1600-h/DSC00366.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057584870315495762" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmpLCLkVI/AAAAAAAAAmg/lmZPLZ5LpFE/s200/DSC00366.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few shots on the drive from Topeka to El Paso. We took a shorter route on a slightly smaller highway, avoiding passing through Albuquerque and seeing a few new sites along the way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-2326481456677948555?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/2326481456677948555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=2326481456677948555&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2326481456677948555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2326481456677948555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/were-not-in-kansas-anymore.html' title='We&apos;re Not in Kansas Anymore'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjAmoLCLkRI/AAAAAAAAAmA/t2hzqjVbXDI/s72-c/DSC00341.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8583381730641794790</id><published>2007-04-21T22:03:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T22:25:07.274-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Tallgrass Prairie National Preserve</title><content type='html'>&lt;span xmlns=""&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:130%;color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Whatever else prairie is – grass, sky, wind – it is most of all a paradigm of infinity, a clearing full of many things except boundaries, and its power comes from its apparent limitlessness..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;— William Least Heat-Moon, &lt;em&gt;PrairyErth &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:8;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RirFFj26hVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/7O18TCWxcVQ/s1600-h/DSC00313.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056070230992389458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RirFFj26hVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/7O18TCWxcVQ/s320/DSC00313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Hoping to use our new National Parks Pass for the first time, we set off into the Flint Hills region of Kansas, home to the Tallgrass Prairie National Preserve. It was established in 1996 and extends almost 11,000 acres. (These prairies once covered as much as 400,000 square miles in North America.) It's also the first national park dedicated exclusively to protecting America's prairie heritage, and the only park devoted to grasslands. The prairies are a subtle but amazing ecosystem of sweeping vistas, rolling hills and an endless sky. In the spring, they conduct controlled burns to get rid of encroaching trees and expose the earth below to rain and sun, enabling grasses to return. The grasses used to nourish herds of bison, which may be re-introduced sometime in the future. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Along the way, we also passed through Cottonwood Falls (Chase County Courthouse, est. 1873, the oldest still in use in KS, made of native limestone and walnut), Strong City (see photo of Main Street), and Council Grove (where we ate at Hays House, built in 1857 by Daniel Boone's great grandson, and the oldest continuously operating restaurant west of the Mississippi).&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Some links:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Our pictures from the day's trip: &lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline;color:#1f497d;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/KansasTallgrassArea"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/KansasTallgrassArea&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;This slide show is definitely worth a look. The photography is beautiful! &lt;a href="http://www.nature.org/magazine/spring2006/files/tallgrassprairie.swf"&gt;http://www.nature.org/magazine/spring2006/files/tallgrassprairie.swf&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The Preserve is featured in this month's (April 2007) National Geographic. Check it out here: &lt;a href="http://www7.nationalgeographic.com/ngm/0704/feature5/index.html"&gt;http://www7.nationalgeographic.com/ngm/0704/feature5/index.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;For a good, detailed history of the area: &lt;a href="http://www.parktrust.org/tpnp/education/history.htm"&gt;http://www.parktrust.org/tpnp/education/history.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8583381730641794790?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8583381730641794790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8583381730641794790&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8583381730641794790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8583381730641794790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/tallgrass-prairie-national-preserve.html' title='Tallgrass Prairie National Preserve'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RirFFj26hVI/AAAAAAAAAl4/7O18TCWxcVQ/s72-c/DSC00313.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-8654567078600792765</id><published>2007-04-20T20:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T22:10:55.827-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Kansas Highlights</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RilnxT26gsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/lmf-0RjSBYA/s1600-h/DSC00239.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055686153541944002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RilnxT26gsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/lmf-0RjSBYA/s320/DSC00239.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;On a hike through the Herbert Reinhard Green Memorial Wildlife area, just outside Topeka, the photo above is some old farm equipment that would have been drawn by horses.  The house in the photos on the link is was built by the Green family from the native stone remnants of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Uniontown&lt;/span&gt; in 1877.  The whole area is located where &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Uniontown&lt;/span&gt; once served as a trading post for the Pottawatomie tribe, and later as a crossroads of every major trail in the area.  On one of the trails, the Oregon Trail is clearly visible because of the depression left by so many feet and hooves passing along it.  The most interesting natural feature of the area: pink quartzite carried along by glaciers from Minnesota.  This is the southernmost area these rocks can be found.  Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/KansasHike"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for some photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rilnxj26gtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1S3lIQ7gtzM/s1600-h/DSC00260.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055686157836911314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rilnxj26gtI/AAAAAAAAAg8/1S3lIQ7gtzM/s320/DSC00260.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Donny tries to steal Lewis and Clark's chest.&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In 1803, Thomas Jefferson sent his secretary, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Meriwether&lt;/span&gt; Lewis, and William Clark on an expedition to explore this area of the Missouri River.  The sculpture portrays the two of them, as well as &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Sacagawea&lt;/span&gt;, York (Clark's servant), and even Seaman, Lewis's Newfoundland dog.  Here's how Clark described the area the sculpture now stands, and their activities there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Clark’s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;JournalMonday&lt;/span&gt;, the 15&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; of September 1806&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we set out early with a Stiff Breeze a head saw Several deer Swimming the river soon after we Set out. At 11 A.M. passed the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;entereance&lt;/span&gt; of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Kanzas&lt;/span&gt; river which was very low, about a mile below we landed and Capt Lewis and my Self &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;assended&lt;/span&gt; a hill which appeared to have a Commanding Situation for a fort, the Shore is bold and rocky &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;imediately&lt;/span&gt; at the foot of the hill, from the top of the hill you have a perfect Command of the river, this hill fronts the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;Kanzas&lt;/span&gt; and has a view of the Missouri a Short distance above that river. We landed one time only to let the men &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;geather&lt;/span&gt; Papaws or the Custard apple of which this Country abounds, and the men are very fond of. we discovered a Buck Elk on a Small Island, and sent the 2 fields and Shannon in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;pursute&lt;/span&gt; of it they Soon Came up with and killed the Elk, he was large and in fine order we had his flesh Secured and divided... We &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;passd&lt;/span&gt; Some of the most Charming bottom lands to day and the uplands by no means bad, all well &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;timberd&lt;/span&gt;...”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.lewisandclark.mo.gov/sculpture.asp"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;http://www.lewisandclark.mo.gov/sculpture.asp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055686162131878626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rilnxz26guI/AAAAAAAAAhE/Q247MHe3gB4/s320/DSC00251.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Arthur Bryant's, a KC institution.  This BBQ legend was founded in the early 1920's, by Charlie Bryant, Arthur's older brother.  The tradition lives on, and we feasted on plates of slow-cooked pork on Wonder bread with greasy fries (d3), beans (HT) and lots of messy sauce, made, of course, strictly according to the secret Bryant recipe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-8654567078600792765?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/8654567078600792765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=8654567078600792765&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8654567078600792765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/8654567078600792765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/kansas-highlights.html' title='Kansas Highlights'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RilnxT26gsI/AAAAAAAAAg0/lmf-0RjSBYA/s72-c/DSC00239.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-4358867312992934017</id><published>2007-04-19T20:15:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T00:50:42.690-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Poor Pete</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Riledz26gUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/B7ukhm3pwcQ/s1600-h/DSC00228.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055675922929844546" style="WIDTH: 301px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 237px" height="263" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Riledz26gUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/B7ukhm3pwcQ/s320/DSC00228.JPG" width="312" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RileeD26gVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/0CpbTMUSl9I/s1600-h/DSC00269.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055675927224811858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RileeD26gVI/AAAAAAAAAeA/0CpbTMUSl9I/s320/DSC00269.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;In the few days since we arrived in Topeka, Kansas, a sad situation has arisen. An industrious bird (I think it's a house sparrow.) has started building a nest under the front of our trailer. Kate in our office has named him Pete. Donny has had to disassemble Pete's nest twice now, but he keeps putting it back together. The most pitiful addition so far is the decorative flower in the nest. He was trying so hard to make things pretty. We're just hoping we don't come out some morning and find eggs.  (Update: after taking the nest apart for a third and final time, Donny spit on the site, confirming what he believed about birds not liking the human scent.  Remember what they say about touching a baby bird?  It worked! Hopefully Pete has found a better location for his nest-building activities.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-4358867312992934017?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/4358867312992934017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=4358867312992934017&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4358867312992934017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4358867312992934017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/poor-pete.html' title='Poor Pete'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Riledz26gUI/AAAAAAAAAd4/B7ukhm3pwcQ/s72-c/DSC00228.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-5963051348841147961</id><published>2007-04-15T20:05:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T20:13:57.936-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Texas Motor Speedway</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RilV7z26gTI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Cmn3eiXbzjQ/s1600-h/DSC00221.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055666542721270066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RilV7z26gTI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Cmn3eiXbzjQ/s320/DSC00221.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thanks to Maura in our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;TSMGI&lt;/span&gt; home office, for getting us to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;NASCAR&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nextel&lt;/span&gt; Cup race at the Texas Motor Speedway! We had a blast, especially during the last few laps when &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Kenseth&lt;/span&gt; was in the lead. If he had to be passed by someone (in the last half-lap, no less), at least it was Jeff Burton, who seems like a pretty nice guy. Maybe we have some residual allegiance to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Cingular&lt;/span&gt; as well. Donny also got to invite an old friend (from as far back as kindergarten) and his wife, which made the day even more enjoyable. &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/TexasMotorSpeedway"&gt;Here are a few pics.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-5963051348841147961?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/5963051348841147961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=5963051348841147961&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5963051348841147961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5963051348841147961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/texas-motor-speedway.html' title='Texas Motor Speedway'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RilV7z26gTI/AAAAAAAAAdw/Cmn3eiXbzjQ/s72-c/DSC00221.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6365512206627225371</id><published>2007-04-14T13:55:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T14:09:34.045-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Dallas'/><title type='text'>Not Just Oil and Football</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RiEYSElFIdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/uHx6yONP2Zk/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053346955632386514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RiEYSElFIdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/uHx6yONP2Zk/s320/DSC00037.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We finally made the time to explore downtown Dallas! The Arts District was great, with all the museums within walking distance of one another. Supposedly, it's the largest urban arts district in the country. Our favorite was the Crow Collection of Asian Art. We did a drive-by of Dealey Plaza and the Dallas County Administration Building (formerly the Texas School Book Depository). &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/DallasDowntownAndArtsDistrict"&gt;Here are a few photos.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6365512206627225371?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6365512206627225371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6365512206627225371&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6365512206627225371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6365512206627225371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/not-just-oil-and-football.html' title='Not Just Oil and Football'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RiEYSElFIdI/AAAAAAAAAcc/uHx6yONP2Zk/s72-c/DSC00037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-4813624501042865056</id><published>2007-04-07T12:51:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T12:56:28.320-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Easter!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhfM7aY6_bI/AAAAAAAAAZc/fNgpWkWzEos/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050730828187499954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhfM7aY6_bI/AAAAAAAAAZc/fNgpWkWzEos/s320/DSC00024.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;With snow in the forecast, Easter this year in Dallas won't be balmy (like last year). We'll be thinking of all of you tomorrow.  Have a beautiful day. Thanks to Mom-Greta for supplying our long-distance Easter basket filled with not just candy, but some healthy snacks as well. Yeah Trader Joes!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-4813624501042865056?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/4813624501042865056/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=4813624501042865056&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4813624501042865056'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4813624501042865056'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-easter.html' title='Happy Easter!'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhfM7aY6_bI/AAAAAAAAAZc/fNgpWkWzEos/s72-c/DSC00024.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-4004585266225911892</id><published>2007-04-06T20:30:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T21:25:22.956-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food'/><title type='text'>Never "Board"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhbyGKY6_ZI/AAAAAAAAAZM/_VuEnCH9oVQ/s1600-h/rsz_Tam+d3+5.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050490219824610706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhbyGKY6_ZI/AAAAAAAAAZM/_VuEnCH9oVQ/s320/rsz_Tam+d3+5.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It had been much too long since we'd seen friends Teeg and Amy. After trying Teeg's favorite beer in Omaha, we head home for an amazing home-grilled meal across the bridge in Council Bluffs, IA. There was steak, sweet and yellow potatoes, salmon, asparagus, peppers, squash, and portabello mushrooms the size of your face. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050490206939708802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhbyFaY6_YI/AAAAAAAAAZE/LG6U-8gICZU/s320/rsz_Tam+d3+2.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Everything was beyond delicious, and we thoroughly enjoyed the leisurely meal. After dinner, we broke out the board games and played a rousing round of Wavelength. It was wonderful to be able to visit, and we hope to be able to do it again soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-4004585266225911892?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/4004585266225911892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=4004585266225911892&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4004585266225911892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/4004585266225911892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/04/never-board.html' title='Never &quot;Board&quot;'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhbyGKY6_ZI/AAAAAAAAAZM/_VuEnCH9oVQ/s72-c/rsz_Tam+d3+5.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-325066127803747893</id><published>2007-03-30T10:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T10:52:51.192-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Gentlemen (and Lady), Start Your Engines!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rg0kDqTa_lI/AAAAAAAAAY8/MSEYjJAWyUk/s1600-h/IMG_7789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047730402666151506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rg0kDqTa_lI/AAAAAAAAAY8/MSEYjJAWyUk/s320/IMG_7789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've had a great week catching up with old friends and getting to know some new ones in Chicago and Milwaukee. Here's TSMGI's crew for the 2007 USG Tour, this year including a Canadian unit. Details to follow as we head to Texas next week!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-325066127803747893?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/325066127803747893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=325066127803747893&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/325066127803747893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/325066127803747893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/03/gentlemen-and-lady-start-your-engines.html' title='Gentlemen (and Lady), Start Your Engines!'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rg0kDqTa_lI/AAAAAAAAAY8/MSEYjJAWyUk/s72-c/IMG_7789.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-2923765057200969430</id><published>2007-03-28T12:48:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T12:50:00.747-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Garlic Ranch Cheese Curds from the Brat Stop....Guess Where?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhfLnaY6_aI/AAAAAAAAAZU/cNw-XP12lHY/s1600-h/DSC00003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050729385078488482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhfLnaY6_aI/AAAAAAAAAZU/cNw-XP12lHY/s320/DSC00003.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-2923765057200969430?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/2923765057200969430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=2923765057200969430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2923765057200969430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/2923765057200969430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/03/garlic-ranch-cheese-curds-from-brat.html' title='Garlic Ranch Cheese Curds from the Brat Stop....Guess Where?'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RhfLnaY6_aI/AAAAAAAAAZU/cNw-XP12lHY/s72-c/DSC00003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-6011067734317981393</id><published>2007-02-27T11:28:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T11:40:24.210-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Jose the Bronx River Beaver</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/ReRc2lVr8YI/AAAAAAAAAYs/btypTNEgDqY/s1600-h/beav.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5036252376112820610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/ReRc2lVr8YI/AAAAAAAAAYs/btypTNEgDqY/s320/beav.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A North American beaver has been spotted recently swimming in the Bronx River.  They named him Jose after U.S. Rep. Jose Serrano's work to revive the river.  The beaver was once abundant, and important to the economy (It's even on NYC's official seal.) but it hadn't been seen in the area for over 200 years.    &lt;a href="http://www.planetark.com/dailynewsstory.cfm/newsid/40503/story.htm"&gt;Click here for the full story on Planet Ark.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-6011067734317981393?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/6011067734317981393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=6011067734317981393&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6011067734317981393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/6011067734317981393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/02/jose-bronx-river-beaver.html' title='Jose the Bronx River Beaver'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/ReRc2lVr8YI/AAAAAAAAAYs/btypTNEgDqY/s72-c/beav.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-3403311485231772342</id><published>2007-02-23T21:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T21:59:58.027-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Kauai's Chickens</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rd-lrtyDmSI/AAAAAAAAAYg/0BMOOLwu7kM/s1600-h/IMG_6994.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rd-lrtyDmSI/AAAAAAAAAYg/0BMOOLwu7kM/s320/IMG_6994.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5034925078866008354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;In Kauai, chickens rule.  They stop traffic in downtown Lihue and beg like squirrels in local parks.  You can find them at the beach, in the forest, and crowing outside your window at all hours.  Their population is much higher than that of humans.  The most common theory is that though the mongoose was introduced on the other Hawaiian islands in the late 1800s to control the rat population, when the mongoose crate arrived in Kauai either it was swept out to sea or a mongoose bit a deckhand and he dropped the crate in the water.  In either case, while the mongoose gnaws away at the chicken population on other islands, the chickens live in bliss on Kauai.  They live on fallen fruit and other scraps, and aren't very good to eat themselves, so though they are considered a nuisance, people generally leave them alone.  Their mixed ancestry (cross-breeding with Filipino fighting cocks) is more obvious in the roosters.  For many visitors, including us, they are a constant source of entertainment.  &lt;span style="font-family: arial,helvetica; font-size: 12px; font-weight: normal;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-3403311485231772342?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/3403311485231772342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=3403311485231772342&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3403311485231772342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3403311485231772342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/02/kauais-chickens.html' title='Kauai&apos;s Chickens'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rd-lrtyDmSI/AAAAAAAAAYg/0BMOOLwu7kM/s72-c/IMG_6994.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-3631878390691801287</id><published>2007-02-11T15:29:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T14:15:18.307-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Tahiti and Moorea</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rc-KftyDltI/AAAAAAAAAT4/9c5oQg8t_6U/s1600-h/IMG_7416.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030391586266257106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rc-KftyDltI/AAAAAAAAAT4/9c5oQg8t_6U/s320/IMG_7416.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rc9_RdyDlsI/AAAAAAAAATw/-6n6T3ySh7g/s1600-h/IMG_7534.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;Tahiti and Moorea are part of the Society Islands, one of five archipelagos that make up French Polynesia, which sits about halfway between South America and Australia. Faa'a Airport is about a six hour flight from Honolulu, almost due south. It was here that the French painter Gaugin created some of his most famous works, and the area is most well known for postcard pretty scenery, overwater bungalows, coconut and vanilla plantations, tropical blooms and relatively little tourism. Not speaking French was a bit of a challenge, but it's amazing how far a smattering of other romance languages can get you in a pinch.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;TAHITI HIGHLIGHTS:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Diving with a dozen or so black-tipped reef sharks circling too close for comfort&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;A four-wheel jeep tour of the island's lush, green interior, with countless waterfalls and misty peaks (think Jurassic Park)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eating by the port in Tahiti's capital, Papaeete where a dozen or so modified Sprinter vans served up local cuisine, pasta, Chinese and fish at picnic tables with plastic chairs. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Favorite dish: Poisson cru au lait du coco (Raw white tuna , Tomatoes, Cucumber, Onion, Salt, Lime juice, Fresh coconut)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5030379246825215682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rc9_RdyDlsI/AAAAAAAAATw/-6n6T3ySh7g/s320/IMG_7534.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moorea is 11 miles from Tahiti (30 minutes by ferry, or about a 7 minute flight...we tried both). Some think Moorea is what Tahiti was 30 years ago. Hopefully it is able to maintain its laidback vibe and peaceful beauty. The most striking geographical features are Cook's and Opunohu bays (said to have been created with a thrash from the tail of the yellow lizard that gave Moorea its name). Mount Rotui is the tallest, at 899 meters, while Mouaputa mountain is called the "pierced" or "sacred" mountain, due to the hole in its peak. The reef is very healthy, and inhabited by an abundance of fish, corals, dolphins, whales, and turtles, among a multitude of other creatures.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;MOOREA HIGHLIGHTS&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Views of Cook's and Opunohu bays from Belvedere Lookout, surrounded by mountain peaks&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bicycling the coastal road, stopping along the way for fresh juice, spectacular looks at pristine white beaches kissed by aqua waves&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The hospitality of our host Auguste at Pension Motu Iti, and the comfort of our bungalow 3 feet from the water's edge&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Looking at some of the reportedly 500 fish species while diving in the lagoon&lt;/p&gt;Fruit!!! Coconuts, mangoes, limes, papaya, oranges, grapefruit, and of course PINEAPPLES! Moorea is the pineapple-growing center of French Polynesia, and if it's possible to OD on a fruit, we at least came close.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/TahitiAndMoorea"&gt;Click&lt;/a&gt; to view photos.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-3631878390691801287?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/3631878390691801287/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=3631878390691801287&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3631878390691801287'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/3631878390691801287'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/02/tahiti-and-moorea.html' title='Tahiti and Moorea'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/Rc-KftyDltI/AAAAAAAAAT4/9c5oQg8t_6U/s72-c/IMG_7416.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-5056763882482492760</id><published>2007-02-09T14:08:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T14:16:00.029-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Island Dreamin': Kauai</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RczL6tyDkWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/S7DNZLbyhec/s1600-h/IMG_7061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5029619093448397154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RczL6tyDkWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/S7DNZLbyhec/s320/IMG_7061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again it's been much too long since the last post. Vacation in Kauai, Tahiti and Moorea was amazing. Since our return, I managed a project at Fashion Week in New York, which just concluded, so I will have time soon for a vacation round-up. (The delay may also have to do with the disappointment of always seeing 0 comments on each post. Is anyone out there? Is anyone following the blog? Do I post for myself? If you didn't get the hint, a few comments now and then would be GREATLY appreciated. GHL--you are exempt since you're so good at showing us you're there.) In the meantime, while you're waiting, here are some photos from Hawaii!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/KauaiJanauary2007"&gt;CLICK HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-5056763882482492760?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/5056763882482492760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=5056763882482492760&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5056763882482492760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/5056763882482492760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2007/02/island-dreamin-kauai-tahiti-and-morea.html' title='Island Dreamin&apos;: Kauai'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RczL6tyDkWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/S7DNZLbyhec/s72-c/IMG_7061.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-9006279561610791746</id><published>2006-12-24T00:18:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T00:35:01.474-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Holly Days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;It's been much too long since the last post. After wrapping up the season, we had a whirlwind drive from El Paso to Liberty, North Carolina to drop off the race car. From there, it was a race with the empty trailer directly to Chicago/Milwaukee, then flights back to the East Coast (ATL for Donny; Boston for me). Thanksgiving flew by catching up with family and before we know it Christmas will be gone as well. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5011961633180502818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RY4QjQWcSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Fd6YQwj2AOA/s320/Santa+group.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It seems strange not going to work, and stranger still not exploring some new city, mountain or lake each weekend. Being in one spot has allowed us to spend time face to face with friends and get dressed in something that wasn't pulled from a suitcase or worn at least twice a week, every week this year. Phew.  I am taking on an odd project now and then to keep some sort of income rolling in for the interim. The last one was part favor for a friend and part crazy way to get in the holiday spirit. It was a promotion for Yahoo that involved being filmed and photographed in Times Square with 160 other Santas. (That's me in the middle to the left, above.  We got to keep the suit, making it more than worth it!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've got some travel plans in the works, however. The next adventure will be pure vacation, and not a side trip from work.  No hints for now, but we're both VERY excited.  In the meantime, we hope everyone has a joyous and peaceful holiday. Stay tuned for more to come in 2007!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-9006279561610791746?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/9006279561610791746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=9006279561610791746&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/9006279561610791746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/9006279561610791746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/12/holly-days.html' title='Holly Days'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RY4QjQWcSyI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Fd6YQwj2AOA/s72-c/Santa+group.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-116399306654356941</id><published>2006-11-19T22:17:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:31:53.950-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gypsum Dunes</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_6872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_6872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; As an all-too-appropriate last outing for this tour, we visited the White Sands National Monument in New Mexico. These massive dunes of gypsum sand fill 275 square miles of the Tularosa Basin at the northern end of the Chihuahuan Desert. Gypsum is hardly ever found as sand because it dissolves in water, but since the basin has no rivers to drain it, the gypsum basically stays put. Not many plant or animal species have been able to adapt to this harsh and ever-changing environment, but a few, including a pocket mouse, two lizards and several insects, have evolved a white coloration to blend in with the sand. The pictures of them in the museum looked like they had all been bleached. The dunes themselves are impressive. We felt like just over each next one we should see the beach, but it was more like the deserts where people could easily become disoriented and hopelessly lost. We were lucky to have a cool day for our hike. We also got a good shot of the US Gypsum truck among the gypsum dunes. Addl. pics click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/WhiteSandsNatlMonument"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HERE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-116399306654356941?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/116399306654356941/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=116399306654356941&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116399306654356941'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116399306654356941'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/11/gypsum-dunes.html' title='Gypsum Dunes'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-116335516355679221</id><published>2006-11-12T13:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T13:16:29.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bomb Your Beer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/P1010062.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/P1010062.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our week in Phoenix leading up to the NASCAR race was pretty hectic. We did however get a chance to have Japanese food twice while we were there. We discovered a trend by accident. After ordering a beer the waitress came out with the beer plus a bottle of sake. At first we thought she didn't understand our order. Upon further investigation it seemed that every beer she brought out was coupled with sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;So our second night out for dinner at another restaurant we noticed on the menu that you could make any beer a "bomber" for a dollar more. We both had heard the term before but it seemed like the Phoenix area was crazy for the Sake Bomb. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-116335516355679221?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/116335516355679221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=116335516355679221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116335516355679221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116335516355679221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/11/bomb-your-beer.html' title='Bomb Your Beer'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-116335904942804073</id><published>2006-11-01T13:36:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T14:19:50.360-05:00</updated><title type='text'>VIVA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/vegas.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If anyone noticed the gap in posts after we visited Zion, it's probably due to our week in Sin City. Being limited by the size of the trailer, and since most of our events were in North Vegas, we checked in to the Fiesta Hotel and Casino. This is one of the "Station" group, known to be more local and not as flashy as the casinos on the strip. We signed up and got an Amigo Card right away, so we could start accumulating bonus points along with our winnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/goldie.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Embarrassing as it is to admit, we raced home from work each day to plant ourselves in front of the penny video slot machines. Since it had paid off in Reno, Donny stuck with the Goldfish game. If you bet ten extra credits, the Bubble Bonus is randomly initiated. Different fish swim down and you play various bonus games. There's also a fish food bonus where you have to match cans before picking a turtle at the end. He also boldly stepped up to the table and abused the novice dealer in Texas Hold 'Em. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/table.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My system was a little different. I played Coyote Moon for my sister Caroline, the Adonis game for a young man by that name, anything with a water theme (Mermaid Treasure, Dancing Dolphins, Lobster, Shrimp and Crab Mania, etc.), and Hexbreaker in honor of Halloween. Ultimately, as the casinos count on, we came out losers, but we got many hours of entertainment, countless free drinks, and stayed pretty much within budget. Oh yeah, we were able to afford breakfast on the last day with the points from our Amigo Card. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-116335904942804073?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/116335904942804073/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=116335904942804073&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116335904942804073'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116335904942804073'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/11/viva.html' title='VIVA!'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-116335240982606381</id><published>2006-10-29T12:05:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-11-12T12:50:59.026-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Zion's HIdden Canyon Trail</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_6837.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_6837.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;On our second day in the park we decided to try to get away from the crowds. We read about a Hidden Canyon trail and thought it sounded right on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_6826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_6826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailhead starts at Weeping Rock, which produces some pretty amazing hanging gardens. According to our shuttle driver the water takes 1200 years to penetrate through the rock and feed the greenery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our hike started with a well maintained path and slowly turned into sand and rock. Before reaching the mouth of Hidden Canyon you must use several anchored chains to make your way around some cliff edges. There was little danger of actually falling but there was always a small feeling in the back of your mind, what if...&lt;br /&gt;The floor of the canyon itself is a dry creek bed. This probably has some run off during spring from snow melt, but when we arrived it was like walking on the beach. Hidden Canyon was narrow and steep-walled. The sandstone was carved out by the wind and water in some pretty interesting formations. Near the end of the canyon there is a free standing arch that was about twenty feet across.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The canyon gets more and more narrow until no amount of climbing and scrambling without canyoneering tools will get you any further. We ate our gas station ham and cheese sandwich with a granola bar and a swig of water while sitting on a fallen log, and made our way back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more photos, click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/ZionNorthAndHiddenCanyonTrail"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-116335240982606381?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/116335240982606381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=116335240982606381&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116335240982606381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116335240982606381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/10/zions-hidden-canyon-trail.html' title='Zion&apos;s HIdden Canyon Trail'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-116200777601792589</id><published>2006-10-27T23:27:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T00:15:04.413-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't Look Down</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_6726.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_6726.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With all of the amazing national and state parks we've seen on this trip, Zion really needed to shine to impress us. It shined indeed . . . and glowed, sparkled and dazzled while it was at it. There were a few unique features we really liked. Zion requires visitors to ride a free shuttle along the scenic route from the main entrance. There is another road that crosses the park through a tunnel heading toward the North Rim of the Grand Canyon, but large vehicles require an escort to get through the tunnel. You can get off the shuttle at any point, and the driver gives some general history and tips along the way. We chose to do the 5 mile Angel's Landing hiking trail. It was steep, with some areas passed only by holding onto chains in the rock while looking straight down thousands of feet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later in the afternoon, as the sun got lower, we walked the Emerald Pools trail. This hike was more woodsy, with spectacular fall foliage (who knew you could find that in the southwest?). The contrast between the colorful leaves and the stark red rocks was striking. Add to that the Virgin River flowing below, and you really couldn't ask for more. See photos &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/ZionNationalPark"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. For a couple quick elk duels click &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Zion/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-116200777601792589?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/116200777601792589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=116200777601792589&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116200777601792589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116200777601792589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/10/dont-look-down.html' title='Don&apos;t Look Down'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-116156993528562810</id><published>2006-10-22T21:28:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-22T23:18:51.086-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Cacti, Blue Angels</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_6550-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_6550-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_6550-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's back to shorts weather after the Pike's Peak Colorado snow! Phoenix is still in the low 90s&lt;br /&gt;in the October afternoon. We did a challenging hike in the White Tank Mountains, and placed&lt;br /&gt;our Jeep (see "Green Jeep Bug and Bugling Elk" entry from 10/8) in a new geocache for someone else to find. Click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/WhiteTankMountains"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt; for some lovely desert photos.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_6622.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_6622.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the next activity of the weekend, we scored some VIP tickets to the Goodyear Balloon and Air Spectacular through a coworker in the office. Her brother is Public Relations Officer for the Blue Angels. It was a great show! Those photos are available by clicking &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/PhoenixAirShow"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;. Watch a couple of videos &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Phoenix/"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-116156993528562810?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/116156993528562810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=116156993528562810&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116156993528562810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116156993528562810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/10/green-cacti-blue-angels.html' title='Green Cacti, Blue Angels'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-116097104196292148</id><published>2006-10-15T22:50:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T23:57:30.660-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Super Hairpins</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/Pikes%20Peak%20Highway.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/Pikes%20Peak%20Highway.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Colorado Springs, it's a short drive to Garden of the Gods.  There were some neat rock formations, and lots of climbers, but we'd been spoiled recently by Moab, so we opted for a quick look around and continued on.  The next stop was the Manitou Cliff Dwellings.  These are authentic representations of Anasazi culture over 700 years old.  The attraction has been open to the public since 1906!  Construction on the three-story building below the cliff dwellings, which now houses the museum and shop, was begun in 1898.  Various additions were made over the years, and the buildings were occupied until 1984.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's about 20 miles up the partially paved Pikes Peak Highway to the summit, 14,110 feet above.  The peak is the second most visited in the world, second only to Mt. Fuji.  In the mid-1800s, Pikes Peak was a symbol to the gold seekers heading west. "Pikes Peak or Bust" became their slogan.  The road has very few guard rails, and the hairpin turns that run the whole way up are truly hairy.  The drive offers dramatic views, though, and impressive, sweeping vistas.  Travelers are cautioned to watch out for sudden changes in the weather.  We got caught in some light snow on the way down.  Check out some photos of the trip by clicking &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/ColoradoSprings"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-116097104196292148?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/116097104196292148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=116097104196292148&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116097104196292148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116097104196292148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/10/super-hairpins.html' title='Super Hairpins'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-116032217126818406</id><published>2006-10-08T11:09:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T12:34:10.073-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Green Jeep Bug and Bugling Elk</title><content type='html'>Just outside of Rocky Mountain National Park, we started what was probably the most challenging hike of the season. The trailhead was a few miles down a dirt road, and unmarked. We only found it because its coordinates were listed as a good place to start searching for a geocache. This cache contained one of the much sought after 2006 Green Jeep Travel Bugs. This item just had to be in our log, and a photo of the jeep, with the theme of "Adventure" would also give us an entry into this month's challenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_6413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Unfortunately, when entering the cache's coordinates into the GPS, the last two digits were transposed, and we did an extra mile at least climbing through boulder fields and bushwacking through dense underbrush and trees on the steep slopes of Palisade mountain. Cell phone service was restored at the summit, and thank goodness our day's savior, Ramon, was able to log into geocaching.com remotely to give us the proper coordinates. The first few photos in the web album (see link below) are from that hike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needing to slow the pace a bit, we head into &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/romo/"&gt;Rocky Mountain National Park&lt;/a&gt;. The park has over 350 miles of hiking trails itself, and is home to elk, mule deer, moose, bighorn sheep, black bears, coyotes, cougars, eagles, hawks, marmot and more. Our timing was perfect to see large groups of elk coming down from the mountain to graze in the late afternoon in the meadows. Fall is also time for the elk rut, and we heard several males bugling in an attempt to gather a harem. The bugle indicates a bull's size and physical fiteness. Once he has his cows, the bull keeps them in line, herding them in the direction he wants them to go with warnings and bumps with his rack when necessary. Check out this &lt;a href="http://estesparkcvb.com/pdf/press/Elk%20Rut%20Draws%20Human%20Attention.pdf#search=%22elk%20rut%22"&gt;informative article &lt;/a&gt;on the elk rut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the day's photos by clicking &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/RockyMountainNationalPark"&gt;HERE&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also by popular request here a couple videos of the day.  &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Colorado/Rocky%20MTN%20Videos/"&gt;Video Link&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-116032217126818406?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/116032217126818406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=116032217126818406&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116032217126818406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/116032217126818406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/10/green-jeep-bug-and-bugling-elk.html' title='Green Jeep Bug and Bugling Elk'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115993811054288796</id><published>2006-10-04T00:53:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T01:01:50.553-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Holy Moab</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_6298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_6298.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Moab, UT is one of the most beautiful spots we've been this year.  We wish we'd had more time there.  It may even deserve a return trip someday.  Just a short trip from downtown Moab you can reach Arches National Park as well as Canyonlands National Park.  Nearby Dead Horse Point State Park is where Thelma and Louise took their famous plunge.  All three are worth a look.  Special thanks to Desert Highlights and our guide Ben who made our canyoneering trip so memorable.  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Here is a link to our Moab photos- &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/Moab"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/heathertamara/Moab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115993811054288796?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115993811054288796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115993811054288796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115993811054288796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115993811054288796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/10/holy-moab.html' title='Holy Moab'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115949876294305007</id><published>2006-09-28T22:37:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T23:00:14.726-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Long-Awaited Coast and Falls Pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5990.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5990.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here they are at last. Take a moment to click the links below and see some beautiful photos of the Oregon Coast, the Trail of Ten Falls at Silver Falls Park and the Multnomah Falls area near the Columbia River Gorge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coast-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Oregon/Coast/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Oregon/Coast/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Falls-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Oregon/Waterfalls/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Oregon/Waterfalls/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115949876294305007?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115949876294305007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115949876294305007&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115949876294305007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115949876294305007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/09/long-awaited-coast-and-falls-pics.html' title='Long-Awaited Coast and Falls Pics'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115725604851925035</id><published>2006-09-02T23:57:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T22:34:05.393-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Oregon Coast</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5798.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/400/IMG_5798.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is just a teaser. We took some gorgeous pictures of the Oregon coast from Tillamook up to Seaside. A link to the photos will appear here soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115725604851925035?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115725604851925035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115725604851925035&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115725604851925035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115725604851925035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/09/oregon-coast.html' title='Oregon Coast'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115725573205438876</id><published>2006-08-27T23:39:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:55:32.950-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Portland's Gardens</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/200/IMG_5763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;            &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5745.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/200/IMG_5745.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Portland's Forest Park has miles and miles of hiking trails.  After wearing ourselves out with a 12-mile hike on Saturday, Sunday was for a little relaxation.  The Japanese Garden at the edge of the park was beautiful and very authentic.  It includes five formal gardening styles: a pond garden (see above), a natural setting garden, a sand and stone garden, a flat garden and traditional tea garden.  Just down the hill, the International Rose Test Garden bursts forth row after row of fragrant flowers.  Ever since its founding in 1917, the garden has received the best roses from around the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5783.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/200/IMG_5783.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                 &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5773.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/200/IMG_5773.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115725573205438876?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115725573205438876/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115725573205438876&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115725573205438876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115725573205438876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/08/portlands-gardens.html' title='Portland&apos;s Gardens'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115725462397466565</id><published>2006-08-19T23:11:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T23:37:07.103-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Totally Tubular</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5714.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5714.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5721.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5721.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;At about a mile deep, the Lava River Cave is the longest lava tube in Oregon.   It was created by lava from volcanic eruptions flowing through to feed the front of the lava flow.  The temperature in the cave is a cool 40°F year-round.  There are some geologic formations similar to other caves, and some specifivally volcanic.  Hollow cylindrical “soda straws” were formed by escaping gases, and other cone-shaped formations were created by remelted lava dripping down from the ceiling.  Toward the back of the tube, sand gets thicker and thicker until it completely blocks off passage.  We made it as far as hands and knees would allow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5718.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5718.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115725462397466565?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115725462397466565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115725462397466565&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115725462397466565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115725462397466565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/08/totally-tubular.html' title='Totally Tubular'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115578006991087570</id><published>2006-08-13T21:44:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T22:01:09.926-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Boise Area Adventures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5659.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5659.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5668.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5668.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Idaho in general has proven to have much more to offer than we'd imagined.  After a single event in Sun Valley (most of which is owned, supposedly, by Demi Moore and Bruce Willis), we arrived in Boise.  We made the most of the weekend.  Saturday was for mountain biking in the foothills.  The way up was a killer, but we were rewarded for all that work with a speedy, breezy descent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday we went whitewater rafting on the Payette River.  &lt;a href="http://www.cascaderaft.com/"&gt;Cascade Raft Co.&lt;/a&gt; showed us a great time on it's tour called "The Rush," which included Class III and IV rapids.  Our guide, Dustin, was professional, passionate about the outdoors, and not hesitant to share his opinions.  I liked his pro-wolf water bottle that said "Little Red Riding Hood was wrong."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115578006991087570?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115578006991087570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115578006991087570&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115578006991087570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115578006991087570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/08/boise-area-adventures.html' title='Boise Area Adventures'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115509837995926503</id><published>2006-08-08T23:52:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T00:33:43.987-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Bikes, Bison, Bears and Bacteria Mats</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="5" width="300" align="right" border="0"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjVxUrCLlWI/AAAAAAAAAvA/F6uYikW-2bk/s1600-h/falls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059074356383815010" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjVxUrCLlWI/AAAAAAAAAvA/F6uYikW-2bk/s320/falls.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;td class="subsubtitle" align="middle"&gt;Waterfall from the Broadway Bridge&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The city of Idaho Falls began with miners, trappers, fur traders and early settlers. It's location along the Snake River ensured its survival, and adds to its appeal today. The falls themselves are created by the diversion of a dam that provides hydroelectric power. The original dam was built in 1909. Idaho Falls' three hydroelectric power plants produce 50% of the electricy needed. People, including us, enjoy strolling, jogging and biking along the 6 mile Snake River Greenbelt. 20 miles north of Idaho Falls is the Yellowstone Bear World. We got up close and personal with Stiltz the moose as well as lots of other wildlife. We actually drove the truck through the different habitats for the hooved animals as well as the bear area. For some additional pics: &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Idaho/Idaho%20Falls/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Idaho/Idaho%20Falls/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5634.3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5634.3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only 100 miles away, Idaho Falls is also a gateway to Yellowstone and Grand Teton National Parks. &lt;span class="bodytext"&gt;Grand Teton's pinnacle is 13,770 feet, but the park as a whole has twlve peaks over 12,000 feet. (For more info on Teton, visit the &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/grte/"&gt;&lt;span style="TEXT-DECORATION: underline"&gt;National Parks Service site&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;). Elk, moose, mule deer, bison and pronghorn roam both parks, as well as black and grizzly bears. Our big sightings were bison and elk. &lt;a href="http://www.nps.gov/yell/home.htm"&gt;Yellowstone&lt;/a&gt; is the first and oldest national park in the world. It covers 3470 square miles in three states (Idaho, Wyoming and Montana). The park is famous for its geothrmal areas including the super-famous geyser Old Faithful. We took tons of pictures. Check them out at: &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Idaho/Tetons%20and%20Yellowstone/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Idaho/Tetons%20and%20Yellowstone/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115509837995926503?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115509837995926503/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115509837995926503&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115509837995926503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115509837995926503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/08/bikes-bison-bears-and-bacteria-mats.html' title='Bikes, Bison, Bears and Bacteria Mats'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_w8JkWbPIp7U/RjVxUrCLlWI/AAAAAAAAAvA/F6uYikW-2bk/s72-c/falls.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115509554299664477</id><published>2006-08-04T23:33:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-09T00:15:25.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Montana Blow-Out</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Spokane to Idaho Falls, we had to pass through some seriously mountainous parts of Montana. Somewhere near Missoula (thank goodness!) we had a blow-out. Not to worry, we didn't even notice it 'til we exited the highway to find something to eat. (There are two tires next to each other on each side of the trailer.) Red's Towing Service saved the day, and, since there wasn't a single hotel room to be found in Missoula, we were back on the road in a few hours. Check out the rest of Montana's highlights, including the tiny town of Dell, pop. 35, here: &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Montana/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Montana/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115509554299664477?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115509554299664477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115509554299664477&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115509554299664477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115509554299664477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/08/montana-blow-out.html' title='Montana Blow-Out'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115509173230984698</id><published>2006-07-30T22:14:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:17:39.226-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinook Pass</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5363.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5363.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="shadeLightest" id="m_lblCopy"&gt;The way to the top of Chinook Pass (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="shadeLightest" id="m_lblCopy"&gt;5,430 feet) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="shadeLightest" id="m_lblCopy"&gt;is designated an All American Road. It was historically used as a trading route over the Cascade Mountains. On our drive up the temperature dropped from the high 80s to the high 40s! We hadn't felt anything that cold for months, and there was snow at the top of the pass. We came back down a bit and did a geocaching hike to a waterfall a few miles above the mouth of Menatchee Creek. It was a great hike that included having to cross the creek over a fallen log.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more photos click here: &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Chinook%20Pass/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Chinook%20Pass/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115509173230984698?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115509173230984698/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115509173230984698&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115509173230984698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115509173230984698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/07/chinook-pass.html' title='Chinook Pass'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115509431766798616</id><published>2006-07-29T20:03:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:45:55.436-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Rumble on the River</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5325.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5325.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last 41 years, Pasco, WA has hosted an annual event on the Columbia River featuring the world's fastest race boats. Several classes of hydroplanes compete for the Atomic Cup during this action-packed weekend. Civilian and military aerial performances by a Navy F-18 Super Hornet and and F-16 Viper, among other aircraft, provided additional excitement between heats. The event generates publicity, attracts visitors and focuses attention on the water, climate and recreational aspects of the Tri-Cities area. For more pictures of the day, click: &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Tri%20Cities/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Tri%20Cities/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115509431766798616?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115509431766798616/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115509431766798616&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115509431766798616'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115509431766798616'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/07/rumble-on-river.html' title='Rumble on the River'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115501447784931766</id><published>2006-07-19T01:01:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T01:55:28.056-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Larrabee State Park</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5268.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5268.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This beautiful area is a bit over 100 miles north of Seattle, near Bellingham, WA. It includes 8,100 feet of saltwater shoreline, two freshwater lakes, tidelands and deep wooded forests from sea level to 1940 feet. There are also lots and lots of hiking trails. The one we took was supposed to lead to "Lost Lake." As far as we are concerned, it's forever lost. We walked and walked, but never found it. What we did find were lovely views of Mt. Baker, the San Juan Islands and Samish Bay; fragrant paths lined by cedars, firs and birch; moss covered rocks; curious squirrels and countless chatty birds. In case you history buffs, were wondering, the park was officially named in honor of Charles Xavier Larrabee (whose family donated the land). It became Washington's first state park in 1915. See more photos here: &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Larrabee%20State%20Park/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Larrabee%20State%20Park/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115501447784931766?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115501447784931766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115501447784931766&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115501447784931766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115501447784931766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/07/larrabee-state-park.html' title='Larrabee State Park'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115500054086694473</id><published>2006-07-17T21:22:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T03:22:12.906-04:00</updated><title type='text'>A New Hobby: The Seattle Kick-Off</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5222.10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5222.10.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weeks in Seattle and it's already a blur. Our events were on the slow side, but we kept busy on the weekends. While we were there, Seattle was having a heatwave. (We may have brought it with us.) It was in the upper 90s for days on end, and Seattleites were suffering. Some tried to beat the heat downtown at the Seattle Center. See more pictures here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Seattle/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Seattle/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of our USG reps is an avid hiker. She told us that the purpose of a recent hike was to recover a "geocache," a hidden treasure somewhere on the mountain. These geocaches are found using a GPS device after you visit a website (&lt;a href="http://www.geocaching.com/"&gt;http://www.geocaching.com/&lt;/a&gt;) to find whether there are caches near you. Each cache has its coordinates listed, along with a description and sometimes clues. A typical cache contains a few small toys, stickers, keychains, etc., as well as a logbook to sign and date. Usually you take something out and leave something behind. After a find, you log it on the website and comment on the experience. Since then, we have become avid cachers. We've gone on a number of hikes we never would have known about, and explored parts of cities we wouldn't have seen otherwise. The photo below is from Cougar Mountain, site of an early find!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5285.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/320/IMG_5285.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cougar Mountain Regional Wildland Park is near the community of Issaquah not far from Seattle. It covers more than 3,000 acres, and is famous for its more than 36 miles of trails for hiking, and over 12 miles for equestrians. We did a loop that covered a number of different trails. Some of them are said to have been used 8000 years ago by Native Americans as an overland route to Bend and the Cascades. Believe it or not, we started at a Nike missile site left over from the Cold War. After World War II, anti-aircraft guns were placed on Cougar Mountain to protect Seattle and Puget Sound. They were later upgraded to Nike missle and radar sites. Other points of interest on the trails included a mine shaft used starting in the late 1800s by miners who produced coal for steamships, railroads and the city of San Francisco and Anti-Aircraft Peak. From the natural world: wetlands, salmon-spawning creeks and forest. We didn't see any of the resident mammals (black bear, black-tailed deer, bobcat, and coyote) but we did see lots of birds including, we believe, a Bald Eagle. See Cougar Mountain pics at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Cougar%20Mountain%20Wildlife%20Reserve/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Washington/Cougar%20Mountain%20Wildlife%20Reserve/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115500054086694473?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115500054086694473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115500054086694473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115500054086694473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115500054086694473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/07/new-hobby-seattle-kick-off.html' title='A New Hobby: The Seattle Kick-Off'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115311123091868231</id><published>2006-07-13T00:38:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:41:02.820-04:00</updated><title type='text'>On the Way to Seattle: Mt. Shasta</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5209.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/400/IMG_5209.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115311123091868231?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115311123091868231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115311123091868231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115311123091868231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115311123091868231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/07/on-way-to-seattle-mt-shasta.html' title='On the Way to Seattle: Mt. Shasta'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115311087328169575</id><published>2006-07-09T00:16:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:54:24.203-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Old Sac</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5201.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/200/IMG_5201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5202.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 155px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px" height="103" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/200/IMG_5202.jpg" width="111" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/IMG_5200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/200/IMG_5200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;Old Sac is a National Registered Landmark and 28-acre State Historic Park, on the river, in downtown Sacramento. It includes the museums, steam train excursions, the Delta Queen (which used to travel daily to San Francisco in the late 1920s), shopping, restaurants, and memories of the area in the time of the gold rush. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115311087328169575?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115311087328169575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115311087328169575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115311087328169575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115311087328169575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/07/old-sac.html' title='Old Sac'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16369337.post-115310955995247968</id><published>2006-07-04T20:46:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T00:12:39.973-04:00</updated><title type='text'>If you're fond of sand dunes...</title><content type='html'>The 4th of July weekend was a great escape to Old Cape Cod. We arrived in Boston only a half hour late after having lost an engine on the redeye from San Francisco and being diverted through Detroit. After a quick side trip to visit grandma, we crossed the Bourne Bridge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                          &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/1600/canal9.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1840/1551/200/canal9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a great weekend of nature, exploration, family and fun in real Cape style: beaches and lighthouses, kayaks, lobster rolls.  On the 4th, we head to Boston for a homestyle barbecue at Sally's.  Sally always has the best meals, and she should since she works hard to put things together!  We feasted on tasty appetizers that could have been the whole meal, beer can chicken, amazing grilled vegetables, pasta salads, bread, and much much more.  All this was followed by a great view of downtown Boston's fireworks from high in the Arboretum.  Check out more pictures from the weekend at &lt;a href="http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Cape%20Cod/"&gt;http://s78.photobucket.com/albums/j97/d3loeber/Cape%20Cod/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16369337-115310955995247968?l=tortuguita15.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/feeds/115310955995247968/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16369337&amp;postID=115310955995247968&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115310955995247968'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16369337/posts/default/115310955995247968'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://tortuguita15.blogspot.com/2006/07/if-youre-fond-of-sand-dunes.html' title='If you&apos;re fond of sand dunes...'/><author><name>D3 and HT</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06447435199561413750</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/84/7776/320/new%20pic%27s%20187.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
