Thursday, February 17, 2011

River Trip

     It started out like every other day. But today was just a little difference. Today was the day that we were going on our river trip. We were not going down the biggest of rivers, it was just the Enroee River in Woodruff.
     It had rained a few days before so the timing was perfect. My older brother Cole, his friend Alex, and myself loaded up our kayaks and the rest of our gear and headed out around lunch time. We had to take two cars, one as the pick up vichicle and the other as the drop off vichicle.
     Both of the cars were parked on other people's properties and walked our boats to the river. When we reached the river we saw that there was at least a class three rapid. We started just a stones throw up the river from the rapid and the plan was right before we went down it we would pull over to the side and scout it out.
     My brother and his friend went first. They some how before the rapid pull off and were waiting on me. I was not so lucky. I did not have enough power to land my boat, so I decided to go for the rapid. About ten feet out my brother told me to get out of there. So I listened to my brother and exited the boat. the water was only knee deep so i had no problem standing. So when I got up I looked over and saw a big rock that my boat had not only got stuck on, but with the force of the water had rapped all the way around the rock.
     If I had stayed in the boat I could have easily drownd with all the water that was pounding on the rock. I was lucky that brother could see the rock and told me to get out of there.
     We did end up getting the boat out with no serious damage and continued our trip. The rest of the trip was a success.

Thursday, February 10, 2011

Passage in Doctor Zhivago Written by Boris Pasternak

Now what is history? It is the centuries of systematic explorations of the riddle of death, with a view to overcoming  death. That's why people discover mathematical infinity and electromagnetic waves, that's why the qrithsymphonies. Now you can't advance in this direction without a certain faith. You can't make such discoveries without spiritual equipment. And the basic elements if this equipment are in the Gospels. What is the supreme form of vital energy. Once it fills the heart of man it has to overflow and spend itself. And then the two basic ideals of modern man- without them he is unthinkable-the idea of free personality and the idea of life as sacrifice.

The Escaped Part II

Years went by and no one had even the slitest idea where Shane had gone to. There were a few leads here and there, but no concrete evidience. But then one day new evidience come up that lead authorities to a small town in Southern New Mexico. When they got there they asked the local authorities if they had seen a man by Shane's discription. The local cops began to look confused. Then one of them stood up and said, "I know a man by that discription, but he's out fishing with the sheriff right now."
It turned out that Shane, the escaped convict, had changed his name to John and had become best friends with the local sheriff. Every morning they went out and ate brakefast together, and they went fishing almost everyday. When asked why he did not try and stay as far away as possible from the law he simply replid, "Sometimes to best hidding place is right in front of the one looking."

Friday, February 4, 2011

The Escaped

Their once was a guy by the name of Shane. He was arrested for assolt. He was sent to an Arizona prison. In his time there he became the prison's electrion, and was given a truck to drive in and out of the prison so he could do his job. One day he decided that he didn't like it there to much, so one day he drove out the gate like he had done many times before, but this time he kept driving. He drove until the limited amount of gas he had ran out. He did not let that stop him, he walked even further into the desert until his girlfriend met him out there with a car. They drove on, and where never seen again.

Thursday, February 3, 2011

HWVFD ( Hillcrest Wrestling Volunteer Fire Dept.)

On the day of Jan. 2 2008, a nice game of paintball between the Hillcrest Wrestling Team quickly turned ugly when an open field caught fire becuase of a fire work (Roman Candle) that was set off by one of the wrestlers. The few wrestlers that were sittin the particular game of paintball out, quickly acted on the fire trying to put it out.

It appeared to be under control until a big gust of wind spread it. Seeing the severity of the situation they jumped in all the cars that were parked and found the keys and moved the cars before they all exploded. A fellow wrestler saw the fire creeping up under the cars, and knowing that the car could blow up at any moment ran like there was no tomorrw, in the other direction. At that moment the rest of the wrestlers came flying out of the woods. They began to stomp out the flames like crazy. They also found that smacking the flames with their sweatshirts was an effective way of puttin the fire out. Meanwhile the coach looked on laughing at his wrestlers frantically trying to put out the fire. Another fellow wrestler, by the name of Wes Younts tried a unique way of putting out the fire, shooting it with a paintball gun. Seeing right away that, that didnt work he went back to laughing at everybody else.

The fire was eventually brought under control. No one was hurt and everyone survived. This blog is for all those brave men who risked their lives to put out the fire, and for all who admire and support them.