So yesterday I upset the gods of good house-keeping. Anthea Turner and Martha Stewart obviously read my post and decided to send evil omens my way.
Yes, I spent the night up with Jack, who as it turns out after a quick SOS trip to the doctor this morning, is suffering from a middle ear infection and a chest infection. Double Whammy. I am running on about 3 hours sleep broken up into 45 minute shifts caught between getting kicked in the patchanga by a wriggling son in my bed. Mr Woog slept soundly in the spare room snoring gently as a result of consumption of half a bottle of red wine. He did deliver my coffee as per usual and told me about the beautiful day outside, making him an instant marked man.
So now I am dealing with a 4 year old suffering man flu - except that this time it is diagnosed and being treated with Ammoxil. Does that mean I cannot drink? I certainly hope not.
4 year old man-flu is very different from 36 year old man flu. Firstly he does not stumble pathetically around the house. He actually goes to the doctor. He does not need hot/cold packs. He takes his medicine when told. And he sure as shit does not remind you that he feels sick every 7 seconds.
But not everyone is on my side here. I have a nasty lurker/troll who believes I give Mr Woog a very hard time, amongst other issues. If you continue to piss me off Mr, I will have no choice but to publish your email address. OR feature a weekly column on you. In fact that would be ok by me - send a photo of yourself you hideous cretin. Or your address and I can send you a newly minted Woogsworld T-Shirt. I will get SawHole to deliver it.
Unless you guys have a better idea??
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Signing off tired and emotional
Mrs Woog
xoxox
It was a nice coincidence that my wedding photographers studio was a stones throw away from The Cupcakery and Cities Cupcakes.
Cake flavored ice cream? yes please!
Jag överlevde faktiskt morgonens vattenlöpning. Det var till och med ganska roligt. Eller ja, helt ok åtminstone. Så ok att jag mycket väl kan tänka mig att köra det regelbundet framöver. Men det får vänta tills magen bäbisen inte vill att jag springer på riktigt mer.
Det blev iallafall 40min vattenlöpning och 5min nedsim. Hade vi haft mer tid hade jag gärna simmat lika länge som löpt, men det får bli en annan gång. Eftersom jag mest fokuserade på att få till tekniken fick jag inte upp pulsen sådär jättemycket, men mot slutet fick jag lite fart på kroppen och lyckades komma upp i närmare 80% iallafall. Med lite mer erfarenhet går det alldeles säkert att få till riktigt jobbiga pass.
Bild snodd från Madde. Synd att inte myggen syns..
AAI Guide Alasdair Turner just returned from an incredibly unusual trip. Alasdair was hired to do the rope work for a study on golden eagles. Following is a blog he originally posted on his personal blog last month...
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I just got back from a week of working with WA Dept of Fish and Wildlife. The work was some of the more interesting that I have done this summer. I spent the week collecting prey remains from from golden eagle nests in an attempt to identify what the eagles are eating. Eagles will put their nests on cliff faces often in caves to protect them from the weather. Getting to many of these nests was pretty challenging and each presented a unique problem. Some nests have no overhead anchors and very loose rock making for difficult climbing conditions. Once at each nest I would collect any pellets and any remains of prey that were in the nest.
Me sitting in a particularly challenging nest.
I found all sorts of animal parts in the nests including deer faun legs, coyote skulls, lots of marmot skulls, game bird legs, raptor skull, and snake parts. From a non-biologist perspective it appears that eagles will eat anything available and are pretty good hunters.
One of the last nests we did still had a chick in it. Soon after this photo was shot the bird fledged and made a remarkably graceful first flight out of the nest and down to the valley below.
The bird was captured, banded and fitted with a GPS tracking device.
Banding the bird. This is the business end of an eagle. The talons are the main danger in dealing with eagles.
Adding the band.
The eagle with the GPS tracker.
And a couple of eagle portraits.
The eagle then had to be returned to the nest. This involved wading across a creek, hiking up a hill, climbing down to the nest and putting the bird in.
In this photo I am standing in the nest so I can put the bird back. After grabbing the bird I put it in the nest and quickly climbed out. The bird stayed and we left. (WDFW photo)
--Alasdair Turner, Instructor and Guide