tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-44453363351023659982024-03-13T23:30:21.669-07:00On The Road Again~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.comBlogger316125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-77355908813509790782013-05-11T21:26:00.000-07:002013-05-11T21:26:59.565-07:00Phoenix Dark Trailer - Hume 2013<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="281" mozallowfullscreen="" src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/65774628" webkitallowfullscreen="" width="500"></iframe> <br />
<a href="http://vimeo.com/65774628">Phoenix Dark Trailer - Hume 2013</a> from <a href="http://vimeo.com/humelake">Hume Lake</a> on <a href="http://vimeo.com/">Vimeo</a>.<br />
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This has been a lot of work in the making, but it has been a really fun video to be working on.<br />
We'll be using it for our summer theme in many of our different camps this summer for <a href="http://www.humelake.org/" target="_blank">Hume Ministries</a>. The full length film will be released episodically in the daily program of our camps starting June 9th, 2013.~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-90994123712401296832011-05-03T13:21:00.000-07:002011-05-03T13:22:29.212-07:00<iframe width="369" height="210" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/KEzQlNXtM6Q?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-29929552472853464612011-03-28T14:49:00.001-07:002011-03-28T15:35:41.344-07:00Without Electricity<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="349" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/nkbn67VL6rA?rel=0" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-68324337485049109592011-03-08T17:59:00.001-08:002011-03-08T17:59:19.280-08:00Party.Wedding.Party.<iframe title="YouTube video player" width="425" height="269" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/bJ9vhCZjzfY?rel=0&hd=1" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-72338102489607398692011-02-16T20:27:00.000-08:002011-02-16T20:36:31.727-08:00My Valentine<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFu8VliJT1o/TVykQq7rtEI/AAAAAAAADM8/mzd16JE4GB0/s1600/Valentines2011-4238.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-MFu8VliJT1o/TVykQq7rtEI/AAAAAAAADM8/mzd16JE4GB0/s400/Valentines2011-4238.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574511045087310914" border="0" /></a>A warm fire, candles, homemade pizza, a toast of sparkling lemonade, and Lindt dark chocolate with orange bits for dessert. Joce, you're the best valentine ever!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sntTVJCadNY/TVyj_iX3dSI/AAAAAAAADMk/7uNIQeaJziw/s1600/Valentines2011-4231.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sntTVJCadNY/TVyj_iX3dSI/AAAAAAAADMk/7uNIQeaJziw/s400/Valentines2011-4231.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5574510750731826466" border="0" /></a>Keeping the tradition alive with some homemade pizza.~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-90632937745109045072010-12-31T22:55:00.000-08:002010-12-31T22:55:08.902-08:00Jocey and Nathan's Catalina Adventure<iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uMg5_mgpeG4?fs=1" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"></iframe>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-52727731794818821072010-12-31T13:14:00.000-08:002010-12-31T13:17:07.484-08:00We Have Clean Teeth!!!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TR5H4fk5YGI/AAAAAAAADLw/HBj73SViUu8/s1600/Engagement-4134.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TR5H4fk5YGI/AAAAAAAADLw/HBj73SViUu8/s400/Engagement-4134.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556958026096271458" border="0" /></a><br /><br />...and other, more exciting news!~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-80385588360138067662010-12-06T09:49:00.001-08:002010-12-06T09:51:55.765-08:00Read more about our tripGo to the Hume International blog to read more from other members of our team, and to follow us more closely. We've been having at least one of us write every day, even though it only gets posted when we have internet access.<br />http://humeinternational.org/blog<br /><br />Pray for one of our team members. He's feeling a bit feverish and may have malaria.<br />He's going to a clinic tomorrow.~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-80532198212575642492010-12-06T06:48:00.001-08:002010-12-06T08:41:29.395-08:00Kenya 2 (day next to the last)We just got back into internet land.<br /><br />It's been a long journey.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_01UabFI/AAAAAAAADKM/2YzfnjrWNyk/s1600/IMG_0222.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_01UabFI/AAAAAAAADKM/2YzfnjrWNyk/s400/IMG_0222.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547590124144585810" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz62cK9hBI/AAAAAAAADJ0/Jc6E5l6B5gc/s1600/IMG_0264.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz62cK9hBI/AAAAAAAADJ0/Jc6E5l6B5gc/s400/IMG_0264.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547584654195655698" border="0" /></a><br />We've been out in the wild land of northern Kenya since camp ended at RVA.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz63w7PorI/AAAAAAAADKE/G5yWqk7iYW8/s1600/IMG_9952.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 266px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz63w7PorI/AAAAAAAADKE/G5yWqk7iYW8/s400/IMG_9952.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547584676946748082" border="0" /></a><br />We've been traveling in a huge blue four wheel drive people mover that PK dubbed The Hume-n-ator that looks like a really tall garbage truck with seats at the top and open sides. We used a hired company called ACTS that does this kind of thing in East Africa for missions trips like ours. They have tents and a portable kitchen, so they get us to wherever we need to go and provide food and lodging all along the way. They also provide a guide that travels up top with us to answer any questions about the land, the culture, the animals, or whatever, and he also serves as a translator.<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz61H89hRI/AAAAAAAADJs/783P3hF421Y/s1600/IMG_0279.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz61H89hRI/AAAAAAAADJs/783P3hF421Y/s400/IMG_0279.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547584631588357394" border="0" /></a><br />We traveled north from RVA in Kijabe, near Nairobi, all the way up to Kurungu which is near South Horr, just east of Lake Turkana in Northern Africa. It was a 16 hour journey one way, mostly off-road. On the way up, we spent the first night at the Bomen Hotel where the paved roads end in a town called Isiolo.<br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz63BPjxyI/AAAAAAAADJ8/1kkHlzxo2DQ/s1600/IMG_0036.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz63BPjxyI/AAAAAAAADJ8/1kkHlzxo2DQ/s400/IMG_0036.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547584664147052322" border="0" /></a><br />Once we got to Kurungu we stayed with Rick and Kari Maples where they have been working with the Samburu tribe for 6 years. Rick is Mike Maples' brother. <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_2DJL5XI/AAAAAAAADKk/n5b38m2-m_o/s1600/IMG_0658.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_2DJL5XI/AAAAAAAADKk/n5b38m2-m_o/s400/IMG_0658.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547590145035462002" border="0" /></a>This is a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dik-dik">Dik Dik</a>. It's probably the animal that we saw the most along the road on our journey. One of the warriors caught one and brought it for us to hold while we were at the Maples' house.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0JNSP6yWI/AAAAAAAADLc/zX44LJhTbQo/s1600/IMG_0538.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0JNSP6yWI/AAAAAAAADLc/zX44LJhTbQo/s400/IMG_0538.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547600439831873890" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0JNbsyUsI/AAAAAAAADLU/kcb70MR44QU/s1600/IMG_0289.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0JNbsyUsI/AAAAAAAADLU/kcb70MR44QU/s400/IMG_0289.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547600442368873154" border="0" /></a><br />We stayed in our tents in their front yard, but participated every day with cultural events that were happening while we were there. The 15 year-old son of one of the local believers was getting circumcised, the definitive coming-of-age ceremony in their culture. The ceremonies last for three days and include lots of Chai (boiled goat milk with tea leaves and a smokey flavor), bright colors, slaughtered goats, and dancing.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0BBFjMAgI/AAAAAAAADLE/NQmkeOabGU4/s1600/IMG_0834.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0BBFjMAgI/AAAAAAAADLE/NQmkeOabGU4/s400/IMG_0834.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547591434171580930" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0BBRK3lSI/AAAAAAAADLM/pJlK24nzvF4/s1600/IMG_0852.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0BBRK3lSI/AAAAAAAADLM/pJlK24nzvF4/s400/IMG_0852.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547591437290804514" border="0" /></a>Andre, the boy's father, is a close friend of the Maples, and someone whom PK has gotten to know quite well. Andre had even named his new son after PK. He was born shortly after last year's trip.<br />Once at Kurungu, we traveled around locally on Rick's Land Rover Defender.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0BA_nE5XI/AAAAAAAADK8/vlXuT0TT-1M/s1600/IMG_0738.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0BA_nE5XI/AAAAAAAADK8/vlXuT0TT-1M/s400/IMG_0738.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547591432577279346" border="0" /></a><br />In afternoons we ran organized recreation for the young men (high school age) while some of us played with the little kids.<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz60ZZlt7I/AAAAAAAADJk/R4H9LDoq7uU/s1600/IMG_0394.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz60ZZlt7I/AAAAAAAADJk/R4H9LDoq7uU/s400/IMG_0394.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547584619091965874" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_1Qqhf0I/AAAAAAAADKc/G7xJkezQEhg/s1600/IMG_0616.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_1Qqhf0I/AAAAAAAADKc/G7xJkezQEhg/s400/IMG_0616.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547590131485081410" border="0" /></a><br />On the last afternoon PK told the story of the woman at the well and explained to them how Jesus is the true living water who satisfies so that we will never thirst again.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0JN2XJ7wI/AAAAAAAADLk/t2w-aREW_6w/s1600/InTheHut.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 297px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0JN2XJ7wI/AAAAAAAADLk/t2w-aREW_6w/s400/InTheHut.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547600449525903106" border="0" /></a>We got to each spend one night sleeping with a family in their little huts.<br /><br />We also visited The Samburu National Park.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_1EPJNQI/AAAAAAAADKU/bHX2pK1UoFs/s1600/IMG_0251.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_1EPJNQI/AAAAAAAADKU/bHX2pK1UoFs/s400/IMG_0251.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547590128149017858" border="0" /></a>It's not a game park like we went to in Swaziland, but rather more like our national parks in the US. It's just a huge open area, the size of Sequoia National Park that you drive around in on gnarly dirt roads. There are rivers and streams and crazy places with wild animals that come right up to your vehicle. We camped next to the crocodile infested river. Some elephants crossed the river and walked through our camp last night, and this morning we had to fight off nearly 20 baboons who kept stealing our stuff and getting all aggressive.<br />The drive has been bumpy and dusty and uncomfortable, but for sure an adventure.<br /><br />The Samburu are beautiful people, full of color, and they are very friendly and open to strangers. I've enjoyed every minute that we spent with them.<br /><br />So far the highlight of the trip has been the night-church that we got to be a part of in the Samburu tribe. There were about 30 kids and adults who gathered together in the dark under the stars and started singing call and response type of worship songs, and then one of their story-tellers, probably one of the only believers in this particular small group, since it's fairly new, told a section of stories from the old testament. This is how they start new churches. Since it is an oral culture, and story telling is huge to them, they start at the beginning, and work their way through the bible, when they get to Jesus and the cross, the people are usually eager to choose to believe and follow Him!<br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_2VtQP5I/AAAAAAAADKs/Gayn7WhybVQ/s1600/IMG_0719.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TPz_2VtQP5I/AAAAAAAADKs/Gayn7WhybVQ/s400/IMG_0719.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547590150018580370" border="0" /></a><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0BA3_2K5I/AAAAAAAADK0/0XoVNJJehiU/s1600/IMG_0733.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TP0BA3_2K5I/AAAAAAAADK0/0XoVNJJehiU/s400/IMG_0733.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547591430533688210" border="0" /></a><br />Interesting fact: even in all the incredibly primitive places that we've been, some of which don't even have running water, there has been cell phone coverage over the entire way!~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-62167746756609156942010-11-25T09:23:00.000-08:002010-11-25T09:29:52.864-08:00Kenya 1<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cjnJovXI/AAAAAAAADJc/jLAdze2XXvo/s1600/IMG_1828.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cjnJovXI/AAAAAAAADJc/jLAdze2XXvo/s400/IMG_1828.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543540326958415218" border="0" /></a>We made it to Amsterdam, had fun exploring the city, and now 30 hours later, we've made it to Nairobi, Kenya. We're staying tonight at an AIM Missionary Guest house place, kind of like The Juniper Tree in Thailand, except it's all one huge house. We had thanksgiving dinner with about 40 other missionaries. I got to pet a cheetah this afternoon, and got licked by a giraffe. Tomorrow we drive out to Rift Valley Academy and start camp. We're all really tired. Pray for us that we would get good sleep tonight and be energized for tomorrow.<br /><br />Here are some more pictures...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cT_2asfI/AAAAAAAADJM/Tp1LgnwtoxI/s1600/IMG_1883.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cT_2asfI/AAAAAAAADJM/Tp1LgnwtoxI/s400/IMG_1883.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543540058710782450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cS3lyqpI/AAAAAAAADJE/RqGvJwDOJtI/s1600/IMG_1885.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cS3lyqpI/AAAAAAAADJE/RqGvJwDOJtI/s400/IMG_1885.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543540039313697426" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cOcDpENI/AAAAAAAADI8/FuupS4sc0pw/s1600/_.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cOcDpENI/AAAAAAAADI8/FuupS4sc0pw/s400/_.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543539963203227858" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cN95RX5I/AAAAAAAADI0/tJw2IfHgwoI/s1600/IMG_9230.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cN95RX5I/AAAAAAAADI0/tJw2IfHgwoI/s400/IMG_9230.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543539955106668434" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cVX-psyI/AAAAAAAADJU/9Tz6vhM3Zgo/s1600/IMG_1872.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TO6cVX-psyI/AAAAAAAADJU/9Tz6vhM3Zgo/s400/IMG_1872.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5543540082367640354" border="0" /></a>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-24430043007017909122010-11-14T15:31:00.000-08:002010-11-14T15:35:00.164-08:00A Mug Shot<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBx3_Kkc-I/AAAAAAAADIc/9ithCy9qzCE/s1600/IMG_4082.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBx3_Kkc-I/AAAAAAAADIc/9ithCy9qzCE/s400/IMG_4082.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539552748328219618" border="0" /></a>Joce found a new favorite mug.~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-33963019894502435772010-11-14T15:23:00.000-08:002010-11-14T15:31:42.094-08:00Fresh Basil<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBv1h8krnI/AAAAAAAADIU/76TjvZx6yjE/s1600/IMG_4079.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBv1h8krnI/AAAAAAAADIU/76TjvZx6yjE/s400/IMG_4079.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539550507101892210" border="0" /></a>I bought a Basil plant from Trader Joe's so that I'd have fresh Basil for cooking tasty meals. It's been hanging in there despite the freezing cold window and lack of direct sunlight. I do take it outside on occasional warm afternoons to find a spot of sun for it to soak in.<br /><br />This is seriously one of the best deals at TJ's. It's like $2.99, and will keep you with a fresh supply of basil for months on end. Way better than that dried stuff that costs you $4.50 a jar.~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-67660115080659824822010-11-14T15:12:00.000-08:002010-11-14T15:22:58.605-08:00First Snow<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBtgP1JQbI/AAAAAAAADIM/qSvZ0MaTrT8/s1600/IMG_4076.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBtgP1JQbI/AAAAAAAADIM/qSvZ0MaTrT8/s400/IMG_4076.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539547942438388146" border="0" /></a><br />This is from the first snow that we had October 29. It didn't snow here at Hume, or if it did, then it didn't hit the ground. We saw this driving on the way out towards Cherry Gap. (We went down to Fresno to see the <a href="http://www.notownrollerderby.com/">No Town Allstars</a> take on the V-Town Derby Dames at the Roller Derby!)<br /><br />I'm so excited for winter to be here. It's been cold enough, in the lower 20s each night, and not higher than 50 during the day.~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-28297136122076984422010-11-14T14:49:00.000-08:002010-11-14T15:12:37.849-08:00Eat More BreadI decided that I would try to bake a different loaf of bread each week this fall. I love having a big kitchen for baking and cooking, and plenty of friends to share the food with!<br /><br />So far I've made Zucchini Pecan bread, two loaves of pumpkin bread, Country French Bread, and Pizza. I guess Pizza's not really a loaf, but it still falls in the bread category. This week I'll try an Artisan French Bread.<br /><br />I've been getting the recipes from Allrecipes.com, and then been making variations as necessary. I don't think I've followed any of them exactly. I didn't have wheat germ for the pizza dough, the temps and times couldn't be followed exactly for the rising of the french bread, Icrushed the cloves myslef and added allspice to the Pumpkin Loaf, and I used half brown sugar and made nut substitutions on the Zucchini Loaf.<br /><br />Here's the Zucchini Pecan Loaf sitting on a make-shift cooling rack of knife handles.Since Jocey's allergic to walnuts, I substituted pecans. In the background you can see what's left of the French Bread. It didn't rise like I expected, probably because it was only 60 degrees in my kitchen, and the (faux?) granite counter tops tend to hold the freezing cold night-time temperatures. It still tasted great, but ended up more like a Focaccia bread.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBp6bppYNI/AAAAAAAADIE/DbQRzGmcznE/s1600/IMG_4078.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBp6bppYNI/AAAAAAAADIE/DbQRzGmcznE/s400/IMG_4078.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539543994241474770" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Here are links to the recipes, if you feel inspired. They've all been quite good so far.<br /><br /><a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Moms-Zucchini-Bread/Detail.aspx">Zucchini Bread</a><br /><br /><a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Pumpkin-Bread-IV/Detail.aspx">Pumpkin Bread</a><br /><br /><a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Pain-de-Campagne---Country-French-Bread/Detail.aspx">Country French Bread</a><br /><br /><a href="http://allrecipes.com/Recipe/Whole-Wheat-and-Honey-Pizza-Dough/Detail.aspx">Whole Wheat and Honey Pizza Dough</a>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-33132668627086719622010-11-14T14:43:00.000-08:002010-11-14T14:49:10.768-08:00Sometimes I think He's showing off...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBmTZ_xv9I/AAAAAAAADH8/Z3DbX1Q2Pns/s1600/IMG_4068.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TOBmTZ_xv9I/AAAAAAAADH8/Z3DbX1Q2Pns/s400/IMG_4068.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5539540025247645650" border="0" /></a>Watching the sun set from the corner of King's Canyon and Hills Valley Road.<br /><br />I caught a glimpse of this in my rear view mirror a few months back, and had to stop and capture it.~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-81079797266551404892010-09-20T14:22:00.000-07:002010-09-20T14:34:55.729-07:00Airport find of the day: DFW Samsung.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJfTMwk8G6I/AAAAAAAADHo/xen9c6oEZu8/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-20+at+15.31.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJfTMwk8G6I/AAAAAAAADHo/xen9c6oEZu8/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-20+at+15.31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519112084517559202" border="0" /></a><br />I'm currently at the Dallas Fort-worth Airport, Terminal D, my preferred terminal. I'm sitting in the Samsung entertainment lounge on the nearly abandoned second flour mezzanine above the shopping area and restaurants. There is a tower of flat screen TVs showing off Samsung's products, but I'm ignoring those while I enjoy the comfortable overstuffed leather chairs. There are also a few Coleman cots and clean blankets that someone has stowed behind the chairs in case I want take a nap.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJfTNQ3-NNI/AAAAAAAADHw/ashEHZP60Og/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-20+at+15.32.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJfTNQ3-NNI/AAAAAAAADHw/ashEHZP60Og/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-20+at+15.32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519112093187323090" border="0" /></a><br />It's no Singapore Airport, but I'm making the best out of the situation.<br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJfSYJOukSI/AAAAAAAADHQ/219qHvkiDoQ/s1600/Photo+on+2010-09-20+at+15.28.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJfSYJOukSI/AAAAAAAADHQ/219qHvkiDoQ/s400/Photo+on+2010-09-20+at+15.28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519111180602216738" border="0" /></a><br />I had to pay for the internet.~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-77316932803090281472010-09-19T10:12:00.000-07:002010-09-19T10:25:57.680-07:00A Day at the Beach<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/k2QViPGtRdtyINlyhDYg6w?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVq1wjhZ7I/AAAAAAAADEQ/q3_c7PVZ53w/s400/IMG_3878.jpg" /></a><br />The view from the motel that we stayed at.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/hLgLMnTR2FYvxS3w2s39sQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVq6MEKI6I/AAAAAAAADEU/zv9DqqMaM7U/s400/IMG_3883.jpg" /></a><br />I like hammocks.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/MBGOoB_tUqnUIxwMD3Uvrw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVq-NDZ3SI/AAAAAAAADEY/sf8j2HK6ij0/s400/IMG_3884.jpg" /></a><br />Let Sleeping Dogs Lie.<br />The Crazy thing about black sand beaches is that they get blazing hot in the sun.<br />This dog found some shade and dug himself a bed.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/iL2d15LH1FrGDY-4496nsQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrBGOv0FI/AAAAAAAADEc/I8JfaQRMl9o/s400/IMG_3885.jpg" /></a><br />I'm missing Jocey.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/21wAMIImS2ghFDKsr73atQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrHHCAM-I/AAAAAAAADEk/qObWMxK-2x8/s400/IMG_3889.jpg" /></a><br />Black Sand Beaches<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/mTfB6fBcmSlg94PEtNsrgQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrT10GC7I/AAAAAAAADE4/zN7Hkyoj6aI/s400/IMG_3897-1.jpg" /></a><br />We rented boards and drove to the beach.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/VvSni7HMeG3OYgSXuMmb8A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrWi0GXlI/AAAAAAAADE8/SS42vCwAtdI/s400/IMG_3899-1.jpg" /></a><br />Stormy waves, I was hoping it would rain while we surfed.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/sT4iT4YGMj2QbjS7vheCqA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrboFRJMI/AAAAAAAADFE/aUhrqiS4544/s400/IMG_3903-1.jpg" /></a><br />Jaco<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7sivp_mbqMe9HrFOB7rypg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrdsi6JlI/AAAAAAAADFI/EmkitToZnRg/s400/IMG_3906-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LXZpygku-VnDo_EGSdllKw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrpnoAM3I/AAAAAAAADFc/1Vmp-YeSVgs/s400/IMG_3919-1.jpg" /></a><br />Beautiful Textures<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/x6APciBfN532VeEJXZXjlg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrsEORt5I/AAAAAAAADFg/M9EDkrB5gVc/s400/IMG_3924-1.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fCoUR205RNab5Owwl5OnIA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrvaTOfvI/AAAAAAAADFk/VV5x8hfPNEw/s400/IMG_3927-1.jpg" /></a><br />My watch band turned bright green after going in the water and being in the sun.<br />I'm not sure what that means. Maybe it's a Hypercolor watch. It's mostly turned back to white on its own now. Weird.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZMO8zMz5JPYsOf7z7TpKYA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVrxm4cUYI/AAAAAAAADFs/Ne7NrsZwTKE/s400/IMG_3931-1.jpg" /></a><br />La Conchita<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/2RXNVN2ZxHyOPDRjQdXLVQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVr0dSwOGI/AAAAAAAADFw/l_0DnW7xnWo/s400/IMG_3944-1.jpg" /></a><br />Where The River Meets The Sea<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/TjVcHGy8kCMKcDVf2A6lnA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVr39aTR2I/AAAAAAAADF0/6fklculn0VE/s400/IMG_3946-1.jpg" /></a><br />A Hidden Garden~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-16941244038736415432010-09-19T10:08:00.000-07:002010-09-19T10:12:45.465-07:00Flora and FaunaA Tribute to all the Sunset Garden book lovers who read my blog...<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/QTflUOrpXcJjscIsy_AnGQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVppmoOoiI/AAAAAAAADDA/A-gK-qEN3yw/s400/IMG_3853.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Tl77xUbskyDFLQBqcPaUuA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqFUJ5s4I/AAAAAAAADDY/gN6DHkRnw6k/s400/IMG_3860.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/NyyNUSDTGtZtHkn8oKbaBA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqJF27AUI/AAAAAAAADDc/LE1Pfn-4pjw/s400/IMG_3861.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/fY2FxusKbWhFCvdViTvfhQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqLdhnHVI/AAAAAAAADDg/WSp_fAXJQDc/s400/IMG_3862.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ZzCQ6E0acVzQ0OPnMrr2OA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqOQn6RZI/AAAAAAAADDk/roGGZ0HmfU8/s400/IMG_3863.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/66MuCwjyKAcxgJD5HYnzUA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqRE1afKI/AAAAAAAADDo/QcGpMYApr3g/s400/IMG_3864.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/7_UA4difLinZxpQz-ychbw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqT_ly9dI/AAAAAAAADDw/lIBU9-pcSU4/s400/IMG_3865.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/ePDywbQzvXKNjlo6BtooEQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqXGYBRQI/AAAAAAAADD0/JeuEcm2OFyE/s400/IMG_3866.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/81Zk6K4kZBkWdelFnNgpMw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqhYmq4pI/AAAAAAAADD8/cbmPzmE3Sz8/s400/IMG_3868.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/q-id-1yBq1_wCZ2Cw37K_Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJWh44XjNdI/AAAAAAAADGQ/flNIJzfcH_I/s400/IMG_3959.jpg" /></a>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-33244618642869792232010-09-19T09:59:00.000-07:002010-09-19T10:08:21.907-07:00Working and Teaching<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/UaejIK8X-aDOJQq61AUtFg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVpBPon12I/AAAAAAAADCQ/ZQXCtbI7zSg/s400/IMG_3828.jpg" /></a><br />The Video Editing Room<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/s5Okd6DMtBtWuem_94AH3A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVpDx8ferI/AAAAAAAADCU/2eN8viJCQdk/s400/IMG_3829.jpg" /></a><br />Otto at the Sound Board<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vKzVI1awdSc-nWUwfkNxNQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVpO4Aw0aI/AAAAAAAADCg/Lc98YSTcQAY/s400/IMG_3832.jpg" /></a><br />Esteban teaching Manasès what I had taught him the day before.<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/-6UhzpYhw89ROs8zvlI0lA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVpSK7npeI/AAAAAAAADCk/pPStuyqC0Zw/s400/IMG_3844.jpg" /></a><br />Learning Final Cut Express<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vd5oO0d2Br0IC2jXLbMdpA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVpX5q7oaI/AAAAAAAADCs/0CORHeUVNLM/s400/IMG_3848.jpg" /></a><br />A New Home for The XL2<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/zhIFl2PQSlM3pXSQFaDDvg?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVpa58W1RI/AAAAAAAADC0/QBTMYGC_Acg/s400/IMG_3850.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/PQxR1ceTAQGE9CRXr-kSnA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVr7Qeeg9I/AAAAAAAADF4/Xw7M5YOK22Y/s400/IMG_3950-1.jpg" /></a><br />Planning A New Rules Video<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Hs3dhydWOWnvwiTGNMtoiA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJWhRoEutbI/AAAAAAAADGA/sGIKbLc9lY8/s400/IMG_3953.jpg" /></a><br />Planning A New Promo Video<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/XPpLcQuzYRIhYjlfS3sKug?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJWhcetyfxI/AAAAAAAADGE/E7_-1-roW8c/s400/IMG_3954.jpg" /></a><br />A Super Hero for the Rules video<br /><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/LeI4XlFMs_6ZHiNOGhYuTA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJWh17AUU4I/AAAAAAAADGM/rCOyCfW1EUk/s400/IMG_3957.jpg" /></a><br />New Friends~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-67808455068392393442010-09-19T09:33:00.000-07:002010-09-19T09:37:02.826-07:00The room where I got to stay<a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/OTpq-MHK5WhfE3O3IIDr5Q?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVplR_BwuI/AAAAAAAADC8/3PHUAaYIrJ0/s400/IMG_3852.jpg" /></a><br />Living right on the edge of the jungle.<br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/KTzuGh1ToTo9cNOLpFjKHA?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVpfoYJ_aI/AAAAAAAADC4/kiPsx5S_86Q/s400/IMG_3851.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Z4eY01i9CsB1yJqb3F6b_A?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVo7eUqBmI/AAAAAAAADCI/hy_BUI6-ajc/s400/IMG_3825.jpg" /></a><br /><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vfJlcgfmxEnepbYF17q_sQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVo9k8bSRI/AAAAAAAADCM/42mVmKc7Urg/s400/IMG_3826.jpg" /></a>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-75705110767079913082010-09-19T09:26:00.000-07:002010-09-19T09:33:37.728-07:00Around Camp<table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/vl-qjEN_JBeBxIj3NHdkiQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJWhyQ3PBWI/AAAAAAAADGI/1W3gwo8DYLg/s400/IMG_3955.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/macgyver79/CostaRica?feat=embedwebsite">Costa Rica</a></td></tr></table><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/0tKENHe_X0XxDtJYeB6OXQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJWiQxbbZ6I/AAAAAAAADGk/ZV_8NDnpKJs/s400/IMG_3965.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/macgyver79/CostaRica?feat=embedwebsite">Costa Rica</a></td></tr></table><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/FqO5Q0UUK-EyhDcYr8UDRw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqwu74WOI/AAAAAAAADEI/wXUTD48AvTg/s400/IMG_3872.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/macgyver79/CostaRica?feat=embedwebsite">Costa Rica</a></td></tr></table><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/HWlEADbLQz1FjfXy-VwEVQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqlKOtZ9I/AAAAAAAADEA/wlsp8JoMNmQ/s400/IMG_3869.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/macgyver79/CostaRica?feat=embedwebsite">Costa Rica</a></td></tr></table><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/Zn2h8cEO3SSaMsfqiXYArw?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVp7N6zJ6I/AAAAAAAADDQ/L95_lzaZTO8/s400/IMG_3858.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/macgyver79/CostaRica?feat=embedwebsite">Costa Rica</a></td></tr></table><br /><br /><table style="width:auto;"><tr><td><a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/lh/photo/wuHhGneR95gHk3t2x_J0FQ?feat=embedwebsite"><img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_yXWzYb8mMQc/TJVqBPpYmMI/AAAAAAAADDU/bID4GrSgg-Q/s400/IMG_3859.jpg" /></a></td></tr><tr><td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right">From <a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/macgyver79/CostaRica?feat=embedwebsite">Costa Rica</a></td></tr></table>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-82876272735412883682010-09-19T09:18:00.000-07:002010-09-19T09:25:02.092-07:00Costa Rica PhotosHere's a slideshow of all the photos I've taken so far.<br />I'll also post some of them individually.<embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&captions=1&noautoplay=1&hl=en_US&feat=flashalbum&RGB=0x000000&feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fmacgyver79%2Falbumid%2F5518423062596551649%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="267" width="400"></embed>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-52117531400268444492010-09-13T15:40:00.000-07:002010-09-13T15:41:59.399-07:00Finally internetSorry, I haven't had internet, so I'm just posting quickly some stuff that I've written in the last few days.<br /><br />We're here at the La Montaña offices in San Jose. I just finished teaching seminars all day.<br /><br />It went really well.<br /><br />I have pictures from the last few days, but I don't have time to post them now. I'll get them up soon.~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-39400309587743163632010-09-13T15:39:00.000-07:002010-09-13T15:40:19.701-07:00Costa Rica (From Day 2)<style>@font-face { font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> <p class="MsoNormal">It’s always strange to arrive an a foreign place in the dark, you wake up and everything is new, new sights, new sounds…</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Yesterday, the first day here at La Montaña, I woke up early and spent some time alone with God just outside my door. Then I had breakfast with Joe Pent and some of the other staff at the dinning area. We sat outside drinking coffee and getting to know each other a little better as we talked through the rest of the week. We also talked philosophy of running camp, working with the churches, working with different cultures.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I met Esteban and Otto, the sound and video guys. I’ve been working mostly with Esteban teaching him how to use the cameras, and how to use Final Cut Express. He’s been using iMovie for the last year, and he seems to learn quickly. He speaks broken English, but we get along just fine. He makes fun of how lazy I am with my Spanish. He knows that I can understand much of what is said in Spanish, but he says<span style=""> </span>that I’m lazy with speaking it myself. He’s probably right.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The camp that they are running this weekend is pretty much just a guest group. It has all the challenges of running a guest group that we have up at Hume. It’s interesting seeing the staff having to rearrange the schedule, and get slightly frustrated at things not running efficiently. And, here I am making a weekend video for a guest group. I don’t know very many things more difficult, but then I’m trying to teach four guys who don’t speak much English how to shoot video for a totally different kind of camp that they run fully themselves in a different season. Plus, we still have to get this video done. So, I’ve been shooting about half the time trying as best I can to explain how I am shooting and why. The other half of the time, I put the camera in their hands and give them instructions or specific shots to try. I’ve showed two of the guys the basics of editing. They are taking turns going through the footage and gathering all the good clips onto one timeline. Tonight we’ll actually edit the whole video. Hopefully I can have them do as much as possible of the work. It will be slower, but I know that they’ll learn by doing. Otherwise, if we run too short on time, I’ll just have them watch what I do so that they have an example.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Unfortunately I don’t have great material to work with. The guest group has mostly been doing teaching times and seminars. It’s a group of young adults being hosted by the Full Gospel Men’s Group. There are lots of spontaneous testimonial times. The meetings always end up going longer than planned. The La Montaña staff was supposed to run Team Building exercises (The call them riddles) for most of the morning, but the meeting was two and half hour late, so they rushed through them right before lunch in less than an hour. I wasn’t able to even get to all of them before it was over. It rained most of the afternoon, but we filmed their High Ropes Course, (Cuerdas Altas) and then some swimming, roe swing, and diving up at the lake. The ropes course is beautifully set deep in the rain forest. It was like walking into another world, or maybe just like taking the path at the wild animal park that starts just bellow the Orangutan enclosure and ends over by the elephants. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">Right now, while one of the guys is working on editing the video, I’m watching Esteban teach somebody else what I taught him yesterday about the camera. There’s something especially exciting about that. It means he understands it on a deep enough level to be able to explain it in his own words, in his own language, in a way that somebody who doesn’t already know video can understand. It’s only been one day, and already I’m confident that they will continue to learn and grow in their use of these cameras and their video production in general.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">On Monday, we’ll be going down to San Jose to their main office (just like Hume’s Fresno office) where I’ll be teaching video seminars all day to several volunteers that they hope will be involved at different times in their video productions at camp over the next year. In the morning I’ll be covering general philosophy and concepts in regards to making videos for camp, and in the afternoon I’ll focus on specific skills with hands-on exercises. </p><p class="MsoNormal"></p>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4445336335102365998.post-20712488371492082382010-09-13T15:38:00.000-07:002010-09-13T15:39:05.938-07:00Costa Rica (From Day 1)<style>@font-face { font-family: "Cambria"; }p.MsoNormal, li.MsoNormal, div.MsoNormal { margin: 0in 0in 0.0001pt; font-size: 12pt; font-family: "Times New Roman"; }div.Section1 { page: Section1; }</style> <p class="MsoNormal">After a long day of travel I’m finally here at La Montaña in Costa Rica. I’m in a very nice room with the beautiful sounds of the jungle pouring in from outside, filling the room. Joe said that if I sit outside early in the morning, I might see a monkey or two in the trees. He said it’s a great place to spend time with God, and that it seems to spiritually bring him close to what it must have been like in the Garden of Eden, surrounded by the overwhelming presence of God’s creation. I’m looking forward to it. Right now it’s just dark outside, though with the sounds and smells, there’s plenty that my imagination can see.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">It sounds like I’m going to hit the ground running and have all the busy, full days on the front end of my visit here. We have a Men’s Conference this weekend, and then days planned out to spend time teaching their staff, then working with them to make a rules video for their “summer” season of camp, which starts in November. Then, next weekend I’ll get some time to relax and tour around a little bit.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The trip was largely uneventful. I spent the night last night at Andy’s new apartment in Fresno, and then he graciously drove me to the airport at 5:45am after dropping my car off at the Fresno Hume office. When we were about to leave in the faint light of morning we realized that we were wearing matching Hume:SD shirts.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">On the first flight, I had a middle seat and both people on either side of my slept the whole time. I just read the whole time. The first thing that I did when I arrived in Dallas was to ride the complete loop on the Skytrain stopping at each terminal to see what made each of them unique. Terminal D was by far the best, with high arching glass ceilings and two story indoor restaurant/shop areas. It was clearly the newest terminal. (Unless Terminal E came later, but they chose to model it after the late seventies utilitarian style cues of Terminals A-C) Actually, come to think of it, the whole airport was like LAX, just spread out bigger and wider over miles of open land with Terminal D, corresponding to the Tom Bradley International Terminal that we have at LAX. The whole airport was pretty boring except for a few fun interactive art sculptures in Terminal D (the kind that you have to walk through to get where you want to go).</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">There were many white, middle-American-looking travelers. It seemed that 95% of the non-white people that I saw were airport employees. I noticed lots of army people everywhere. I even stumbled across two USO events happening in the terminals! The funny thing was that they ran the audio feed for these shows over the annoncement speaker system in the terminals; the boarding announcements would always override whatever else was going on. One of them even had the National Anthem being sung, which made it especially funny because people where awkwardly standing, but not sure if they should be since they couldn’t see what was going on from where they had been sitting. Most of the people near me sat down when they heard the first “LAST CALL FOR BOARDING GROUPS 1-2 ON FLIGHT 6128 WITH FINAL DESTINATION, NEW YORK”, interrupting our beloved national anthem.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I almost got some Fried Chicken at a<span style=""> </span>Popeye’s, or a fatty Big Mac at MacDonald’s just to be able to say that I tried some local culture. But, I just couldn’t bring myself to do it. I ended up getting a bagel sandwhich at Einstein’s and then satisfied my Mid-West fix with a Styrofoam cup of Dunkin Doughnuts Coffee. It tasted like gas station coffee, and the DD reminded me of Timmy Horton’s in Canada. I think I liked Timmy’s better. Karley, I’ll still have to believe that the Dunkin Doughnuts that you have in Wisconsin serve different coffee than the on at the Dallas Fort Worth Airport.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">The flight from Dallas to San Jose, Costa Rica was on a larger plane that was not full. I had a whole open row to myself in the back. I think I fell asleep before we even got on the runway, because I remember waking up to hear the captain say that we had reached cruising altitude and somehow I already had my seatbelt on. I read most of the rest of the flight. </p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I made it through customs just fine, my bags went through the xray, but they either weren’t looking at the screen or they didn’t care. I was a little nervous, so it was a relief. When I got out on the street I didn’t notice anybody with a<span style=""> </span>sign for me, and didn’t notice anybody that might be trying to notice me, so I borrowed a cell phone from a friendly stranger and called Joe Pent’s home. His wife answered, said he was there, then hung up to call him on his cell phone. Before he could answer my friendly stranger friend started yelling in Spanish for anybody from Campemento Christiano. It worked. Joe turned around, saw me, and we had a nice hour long ride in the cloud forest getting to know each other.</p> <p class="MsoNormal"> </p> <p class="MsoNormal">I’m looking forward to a good week.</p>~gift~http://www.blogger.com/profile/00535128754997324801noreply@blogger.com1