Looking at Puerto Vallarta Jalisco maybe five miles south.

On this blogger site one can click on all pictures except for the header above two times each time making them larger which is a feature I like because it gives you the ability to really look very close at all kinds of things not readily seen.

Monday, December 12, 2011

On Hurt

Driving the other day I wanted to follow up on the post below where Curtis actually did hurt himself and I chuckled too. I refuse to watch video of people getting hurt. This post is about something else with only three pictures.

I take pictures of just about anything that catches my eye. One of my folders is hurt pictures where two of these came from. In my former life a fact of life was that hurt was around and certainly never became a stranger for long. Just the nature of the game. There is no attempt here to gross anyone out and I don't see a time that I would use any of the others. Let's get on with it. I made these small except for the pretty one.

This happened just about three years ago. It doesn't look like much and specifics aren't important. Two of us made mistakes. We three learned from incidences such as this and I know we all reevaluated how we did things after this particular one each in his own way. My boss saw it happen and expected the worst. I was knocked out and was very lucky to walk away. Believe me the hurt was not all that bad except for an hour or so.

One of my favorite places to fish. Given the right conditions it's surreal because it is so beautiful. It was on Trout Creek that the third picture was taken coming up on six years ago.  

It's not as bad as it looks. Sometimes when you fish places like this you are not always in the water. The grasses and obstacles along the bank can be deceiving and numerous. Was along the bank and the tall grass hid a depression that I slid gently into coming to rest softly with my back against dirt. I remember and had said then that was a soft landing.

Felt a tingle and looked and saw of all things a small piece of crappy wood that was in my arm. It went in then under for a bit then out again. What the hell.

In a matter of a couple seconds I grabbed it looked away and as quick as I could flicked it out. It bled just a little bit and stung maybe for 5 minutes or so. Washed it out in the creek and did a better job when I got home a few hours later as we went on fishing and had a great time YES!

Now to the meat of this. And understand this is not about me but about the whole thing being something other than what one might think. The Queen of Egypt could tell this story and I would find it interesting. It's probably boring as hell but it's what makes things go round for me.

Nothing like this ever happened and what I find soooo interesting is this - from the initial sting I never knew I owned anything like this. It never had a bandage and apparently was in a pretty safe spot on the inside of the arm. How could something like this not hurt I just don't know but it didn't. Seriously it was like it never happened.  

Tara said more than once her's didn't hurt. She was lying.


  1. My god, man, did an eagle attack? And who is Tara? Inquiring minds want to know.

    Nice moon over the mesas.

  2. Geez, they both look like they hurt BUNCHES!



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