tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27922963107692253532024-03-05T23:56:29.329-08:00Cruise Ship LifeUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger178125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-27603231924985306242011-12-05T13:53:00.000-08:002013-06-25T16:04:48.671-07:00New York, New York!Well I guess its kinda hard to call this my cruise ship job blog anymore. I know I have threatened before about leaving Princess, but I think I already did. <br /><br />I got off the Sea Princess Nov 12th. I spent two weeks at home. Visited some friends. I try to get everybody in, but I also went to NY for an interview. So I wasn't in Buffalo the entire time. I did get to meet up with Mary. She's close to the city, which is nice :-) <br /><br />I asked Princess what my next ship would be. They didnt have one till April. ok... What the hell am I supposed to do for a job till then? Ships, I don't care for. I am not wasting my creative potential on them anymore, or waiting around for a call to join a crappy ship in the Caribbean. F-that! Because I am an American I'll probably be put on the "make sure she gets an Alaskan Ship" list. Well, Amber didn't sign up for just traveling to 3 cities in Alaska. <br /><br />So, there was no better time to make my film career work! <br /><br />I knew I wanted to go there my last contract, but love got in the way. Hell, I don't regret going to India, not one bit. I don't know when I've ever get to go again. It was an experience of a lifetime. Some of my family will never understand. <br /><br /><br />But back to NY. <br /><br />I didn't take my car for obvious reasons. I took the bus there. I wasn't excited to move to NYC. I don't know why. I was nervous. I was a little worried. Not scared. Maybe, because I really want to move back to LA. I got excited once I saw the NYC skyline though. :-) <br /><br />I live in the Bronx. When I told my friend Josh. He was shocked. I guess the Bronx has a bad rep. I like it though. I'm not scared, or feel threatened. I wouldn't want to live right in the city.It doesn't take me long to get to the city. My main job I came here for is right in Clesea. It's much more expensive to live there. I like where I am. I like the lady that rents to me too. She's really helpful. I never see my roommates either. I saw one, once. <br /><br />Well, the job Front. I pretty much am hired at this commercial company, but it officially starts in the new year. Full time, 9-5 job. I get to edit/produce commericals. The first is tomorrow for Rolls Royce. Pretty sweet. There's a lot of clients that we have that blew me away. This would be great for me to keep considering it's steady. <br /><br /><br /><br />My problem: I don't want to be an editor. I dont mind it, I like the end result, and all that, but I want get more into leading productions. I want to be a 1st AD. I need to get back in the feature film circuit. I hate that I went to ships. I loved the traveling, but it did nothing for my career. Except give me more experience in an area I do not want to be in. I thought I wanted to go further in camera. I came to realize I really want to start being a leader. I want to be a 1st AD. I seen some great ones in action thinking "I wanna do that!". I've also seen some really bad ones thinking "Man, I can do a much better job." <br /><br />I came to NYC being "ok" with the job that I was moving for. NYC does something to you. My ambitions went right where they use to be like when I moved to LA. My ambitions came back with a vengeance. I Understand what my sister meant by "it feels like you've given up on your dreams." Now, the conversation was pertaining to the guy I was with. It wasn't the guy. It was the job I had. I still had a lot of stuff on my mind with what I wanted to do, but I felt kinda ... not completely with it. I didn't realize by how much. <br /><br />So my plan: work my way up. Get what I want. I have to go after it. I don't have this settle for less attitude. I cant. I have to make this work. I know I am sharp. I know I have killer skills on set. I know it. I may sound like I have an ego, but I know I can kill it. I will work at it hard as hell here, try and get my network built. One obstacle is that I don't know anyone yet.Its only been a week. Gotta make it work. <br /><br /> Starting out in NYC is UBER hard. The vibe is this strict don't-fuck-with-me kinda thing. Which is fine, cause anyone that knows me knows I fit into that. The subway, easy to get. Everyone said its tough, but I had no problems. Just read the signs. Look at a map if you don't know the area. Common sense, kinda thing. I got pissed the first night. I bought a monthly metro-card pass, and the damn machine charged me like 3 times! It took 4 days to clear. For some ppl that might put them into a serious bind. Things are a bit more expensive. Common things like hygiene items. Food is too. Luckily I eat simple. <br /><br />It does get pretty lonely, I don't no anyone just yet. Its only been a week though, ya know? It takes time. It's nice to have a few friends here. Josh and I have hung out a few times. It keeps me social. I hope to meet up with others as well. I will meet more, and more ppl as I go for sure. No doubt about that. <br /><br /><br />Being here, yeah it tough. Everyone here is here because they have some dream. Everyone here. Everyone here has ambitious dreams. They will do what they have to do. But some fall through the cracks. Some give up. Some you end up being better than. Some slow down the chase after awhile. Hell, some are better than me, but they ain't stopping me. Getting here, was half the battle. A lot of people that have dreams, and say "oh, I am gonna move to NYC/LA and I am gonna make my dreams come true." Well some of those ppl are making excuses why they cant make the move. They have doubts. they wont take the risk. You gotta try. Take the risk no matter what. If your career and dreams mean anything, you have to. Some might even be scared. You can't be. Fear is just not a possibility. <br /><br />As long as you know your goals, and you work towards them, I admire and believe in you! <br /><br /><br />I will let you know how things work out. :-)Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-68076094624390021352011-10-30T19:54:00.001-07:002013-06-25T16:09:49.862-07:00Akaroa, Walking Tour<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOSXR7ZNARtBQa_w45gVnl52NOiN8MxhIBBwOli8rpUrVFOhnKEojiq4ZPP12CPONltHZwxQY3lbpNioFWSukovgKdbMKCp8GeNJ3YIKNFpkAOzw-bUWLAU1OCMKQvOkTsdoh64a_oo1s/s1600/Akaroa1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjOOSXR7ZNARtBQa_w45gVnl52NOiN8MxhIBBwOli8rpUrVFOhnKEojiq4ZPP12CPONltHZwxQY3lbpNioFWSukovgKdbMKCp8GeNJ3YIKNFpkAOzw-bUWLAU1OCMKQvOkTsdoh64a_oo1s/s320/Akaroa1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669484600839408386" /></a><br /><br />Originally the ship was due to stop in Christchurch. Unfortunately the town was hit by the earthquake we all heard about, and the town seen some damage. Instead the ship stops in Akaroa. Its about 100km away from Christchrch. You can take tours into the city, but Akaroa proved to be pretty impressive. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhLm4G22gP20SBJoCgjfWCvFpj8Lwgao3YCILdA3W0azGdottzPhPeFAQS9CeNuLlqJ1G1DL85q2uYzj3mPrA0C-kq2oRUDRbCyYOHFUIXp0HYWHjMqXW-S1aLwcrMgrKEyf3EWtvQdf2/s1600/Akaora3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJhLm4G22gP20SBJoCgjfWCvFpj8Lwgao3YCILdA3W0azGdottzPhPeFAQS9CeNuLlqJ1G1DL85q2uYzj3mPrA0C-kq2oRUDRbCyYOHFUIXp0HYWHjMqXW-S1aLwcrMgrKEyf3EWtvQdf2/s320/Akaora3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669485609593981826" /></a><br /><br />We tender into the port, it’s a pretty long tender ride. It’s about 15 minutes away from the dock. I ended up with a walking tour. I was put on that because when I was picking out my tours, Akaroa’s booking form wasn’t included yet. I don’t generally care for walking tours. I can’t seem to get that interested in them. It’s always historical, I don’t mind that, but its usually always about the architecture. I’m not that into architecture, but I have seen some cool houses, into them or not. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU6xZAZDCoNOYyPKGZZJA5MEnd0HlLEDipMCttSeUksI7rU4WgA6urenBnA37j9C1BYgsfBm3zEf6MQVNEQxjAF7SpUj84cIBcA90gcAyHQTrB-1ZeUq_1Ikk3v5qth6FEOF2jLVUgp4yX/s1600/Akaroa4.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgU6xZAZDCoNOYyPKGZZJA5MEnd0HlLEDipMCttSeUksI7rU4WgA6urenBnA37j9C1BYgsfBm3zEf6MQVNEQxjAF7SpUj84cIBcA90gcAyHQTrB-1ZeUq_1Ikk3v5qth6FEOF2jLVUgp4yX/s320/Akaroa4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669485623075670722" /></a><br /><br /><br />Akaroa is really pretty though. My first stop was Auckland, I got to see the cities that New Zealand Has to offer, but to see the hills of Akaroa was really something. I loved seeing the greenery. Everything outside was very pleasant to the eye. It’s kinda the place where you feel like doing a watercolor painting. Or sitting down on the dock and drawing. Bar Harbor, Maine made me feel similar feelings. <br /><br />The tour started out … well late. Lol. I hate when they’re late it means less time for me on my off time. Walking tours usually mean that I will be trailing behind because I stop and get all these shots after the person does a lil talking. But in the end I always lose their face while there. So, the lav mic is vital. Well, No dice. She had an old country dress. Usually there are these straps that wrap around where I can hook the mic. Her dress didn’t have it! I had no place to put the mic, I’m not gonna make the chick hold it. lol. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrllGPjjR0JANtTJkNk08FqiHTmkmyeE30rsZVp6CZQgPy-1GJ_2R4D3_xt9lqUNY2lU9xGgm1tt7dltFhGM1LPq_jjuPVJ9lkyvhCuzy4g_xjkG7JVIHb68BpRBZMmoTpWEnHb_yKJqh5/s1600/Akaroa5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhrllGPjjR0JANtTJkNk08FqiHTmkmyeE30rsZVp6CZQgPy-1GJ_2R4D3_xt9lqUNY2lU9xGgm1tt7dltFhGM1LPq_jjuPVJ9lkyvhCuzy4g_xjkG7JVIHb68BpRBZMmoTpWEnHb_yKJqh5/s320/Akaroa5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669484607786147234" /></a><br /><br />I wasn’t too worried about the audio. Not the end of the world. She talked crazy. Lol. The town was settled by the French, than the English were like …”um yeah were taking this shit yo.” Lol. It was also a big whaler town. She talked about the big iron pots they have in town. Those were the pots that the whale oil was heated in, and distributed out of to the town. <br /><br />After that portion of the tour I lost interest because we go to the house portion of the tour. That’s pretty much the rest of it. lol. <br /><br />Thankfully the tour was only two hours. I had time to roam about the small town. The place made me want to get a good coffee. Lol. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh_Cisj4FeTdio0QU3XneQUKJybqXEdqAlt-AiZNko0akD0rKZd2jxvW-vuZ88e5xSqT7HjjyB4h2hpMqTYYw_sM0IcyhLreMzswNJmB0x7TkplLwy9djBe2MUr_87wyGXIZD5FbzXrHw7/s1600/Akaora2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgh_Cisj4FeTdio0QU3XneQUKJybqXEdqAlt-AiZNko0akD0rKZd2jxvW-vuZ88e5xSqT7HjjyB4h2hpMqTYYw_sM0IcyhLreMzswNJmB0x7TkplLwy9djBe2MUr_87wyGXIZD5FbzXrHw7/s320/Akaora2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669484599591524498" /></a><br /><br />The town has a lot of flowers everywhere. It looks really nice. I did find this cool house though, come to find out it’s the oldest house in Akaroa. Walking along the beach is right there. You can see all the people, and kids just enjoying the beach. It’s still cold for the beach though…at least I think so. Lol. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibs-zMwk_FgVSvMHkAYH_KMLVJChtRCyygTevFAN2sxTwV4BQhRoJG_r1m8SXH9OcMMfJWEDHMAEkbdvEFR5EyrUlA36QECDOHjbRKvlCm7jzRVcRueYRnBzokCDcsZ12O4RIR2Le16k9S/s1600/Akaroa6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibs-zMwk_FgVSvMHkAYH_KMLVJChtRCyygTevFAN2sxTwV4BQhRoJG_r1m8SXH9OcMMfJWEDHMAEkbdvEFR5EyrUlA36QECDOHjbRKvlCm7jzRVcRueYRnBzokCDcsZ12O4RIR2Le16k9S/s320/Akaroa6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669484609485999170" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-9448020410710588322011-10-26T19:06:00.000-07:002013-06-25T16:18:16.640-07:00Oh I couldn’t WAIT to get to New Zealand!!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbRb8YFpO7UlZlVCEqDi5DI0tokBslA4v3PX_nXmqHaUuiyEWdf9mrSq5nJZgTEqvUZ7hcUbSsND0sI6Mainp04Zw2mTRCV47QiTSLETUwZJYeVWmEqjg6nk3jyeuJuKwFmmK5qwlHeJ00/s1600/IMG_4846.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhbRb8YFpO7UlZlVCEqDi5DI0tokBslA4v3PX_nXmqHaUuiyEWdf9mrSq5nJZgTEqvUZ7hcUbSsND0sI6Mainp04Zw2mTRCV47QiTSLETUwZJYeVWmEqjg6nk3jyeuJuKwFmmK5qwlHeJ00/s320/IMG_4846.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666146579727011762" /></a><br />Ever since I lived in Australia, New Zealand was always on my list to visit. It was a main reason why I decided to join the ship. I didn’t have enough money after traveling around Australia, so I left the area with a lil bit of sadness because I never knew if I was going to ever make it back to this part of the world. <br /><br />Auckland was the first stop for the ship. I was so excited! Now It wasn’t the sunny, warm New Zealand everyone was expecting. I knew it wasn’t going to be because they are just starting spring. It’ll be like we are back in Alaska. Lol. <br />The ship docks right in downtown Auckland which is awesome. Right now the rugby world cup is going on. The security is really strict too. <br /><br />My tour started out with a really friendly guide. We headed to the west coast of the north island. Auckland sits on the east coast. You could see the hills in the distance, and we were headed to them. <br /><br />Our first stop was in one village, not to far from Piha Beach. It was a small hike to see this really cool waterfall. Like I said before waterfalls are kinda getting old, but I always like seeing them regardless. Lol. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXQcE0Tb6GbOqFP4EwcBO6JQkGalMG4Jvr0XXiyQoXs0RAlIPDDuDWik5T4Rg69BoWKG-xQM6JGl7WxJQbl55uGt0NwZKNppnO6I2J0MxCRzi_DMP6sZCXC-9_QPbhewCmuXlCOg2Buab/s1600/IMG_4780.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjNXQcE0Tb6GbOqFP4EwcBO6JQkGalMG4Jvr0XXiyQoXs0RAlIPDDuDWik5T4Rg69BoWKG-xQM6JGl7WxJQbl55uGt0NwZKNppnO6I2J0MxCRzi_DMP6sZCXC-9_QPbhewCmuXlCOg2Buab/s320/IMG_4780.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666147983952127890" /></a><br /><br />We headed to Piha Beach. I loved it! Really Soft sand! Nice views. It was a bit chilly, but it didn’t matter. Massive waves too! I loved shooting there, some of my best video composition for me. It looked a lot like my still photography. It’s where I kinda realized that I need to start shooting video like I do with the still camera. The wind was blowing something fierce, so it made the sand sparkle, and the patterns that it blew across the beach were just so cool looking. <br /><br />After, we headed to a national park where they have Kauri trees. Now, these trees are really desired. They grow really straight, and they don’t have branches so, the wood produces nice grain with no holes in it. When the Europeans came to New Zealand back in the day, they cut all these trees down because the wood was so great. They cut down trees that were about 2000 years old, allegedly. The live tree that I saw was only 80 years old, that one was massive! I would have loved to see an tree that is 2000 years old. I gotta make my way to the parks in California to see the redwood trees. Yeah, I don’t know, I have a thing for trees. Lol. <br /><br />We headed to the Arataki center. It was basically a center for the nature in the area, and describes a lil bit of the culture that is there. It wasn’t my favorite stop. Nice view though. <br /><br />All in all, I liked the tour. Good, first impression of the people and area. After, I got to go about the city a lil bit with Joe. It was a good day. ☺Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-9777402638782291692011-10-25T19:05:00.000-07:002013-06-25T16:30:03.159-07:00Suva, Fiji!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIeyezV3BG7eszIdURyEOGeA5Pitdbga9CMmZBa4PhlmApDocweSZdCRhRckEVuhWweKb24V-STOex5r_X6z-xX3O-04cXiqvVlMYI8nGe4Gk8xRX1W_Qtdc2Nm5CPszvUjfIaISqZgRCx/s1600/Fiji1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIeyezV3BG7eszIdURyEOGeA5Pitdbga9CMmZBa4PhlmApDocweSZdCRhRckEVuhWweKb24V-STOex5r_X6z-xX3O-04cXiqvVlMYI8nGe4Gk8xRX1W_Qtdc2Nm5CPszvUjfIaISqZgRCx/s320/Fiji1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666142183645080898" /></a><br />There was this one girl I went to Uni with while I did exchange in Australia, and she went to visit Fiji on her Spring break. ever since than I always wanted to go there. I remember thinking..."aww I wanna go." lol. Now, when you hear of Fiji you think of Tropical paradise. I was so happy to be able to visit Fiji. <br /><br />I went out to go on my tour. Another Island drive! Hooray! But we also were going to a village. It was an hour drive to get out there. Before boarding the bus, the air was cool, the sky was cloudy, and the locals weren’t what I was expecting. I don’t really know what I was expecting to be honest. They were light skinned with really course curly hair. Afros is the best word to describe it. They all had this certain look. The eyes were very distinct looking. Needless to say it wasn’t the Fiji I was Expecting, but at the same time I enjoyed what I was experiencing, and seeing. <br /><br />The guide was cool, she kept it real for us. She told us about the dangers, and they people they try to rip you off, and all that. Who to buy from, who to avoid. The houses in the city are all fenced in by electric fences. If that doesn’t tell you something about safety - nothing will. Lol. Most locals that you encounter working in the city are coming 3 or 4 hours commute to sell their produce. Our guide included. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMHB1Ud6IXJmYq2siV9Yib5XWtM9LKGbxUX9HegHPoncjv2rv0N7-MZWc9xjxi9nGEBSuCxaC9GHKbtJ58_PY9mM7rc9MGbPj0tNDf9OpbHHCI90iYOowXM2rWWcuGn6VUO9W2jND1GAf-/s1600/Fiji2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMHB1Ud6IXJmYq2siV9Yib5XWtM9LKGbxUX9HegHPoncjv2rv0N7-MZWc9xjxi9nGEBSuCxaC9GHKbtJ58_PY9mM7rc9MGbPj0tNDf9OpbHHCI90iYOowXM2rWWcuGn6VUO9W2jND1GAf-/s320/Fiji2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666142818549756498" /></a><br /><br />We were told that they had to stop for lifejackets. Now, there was nothing in the tour booking form about a river cruise. The passengers had no idea either. I was just as surprised. We all got into these small boats heading to the village. By this time it started to rain. Light rain that wasn’t too bad. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jLtcXH5806lLMuHZAW3PSeNyS0RfWdfcweRs-K9I0ESWY1QS3lcj5-Ij7OOAbLYj_nJxCEXieInFwBknkOrZgxkJ4v1_FZYr6ioQ0XbEPTN5K46nG8jBSKWaMiW326Ah21S7zOR5V1YO/s1600/Fiji3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2jLtcXH5806lLMuHZAW3PSeNyS0RfWdfcweRs-K9I0ESWY1QS3lcj5-Ij7OOAbLYj_nJxCEXieInFwBknkOrZgxkJ4v1_FZYr6ioQ0XbEPTN5K46nG8jBSKWaMiW326Ah21S7zOR5V1YO/s320/Fiji3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666142818421872706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTj9w7iMJ6dPJhyphenhyphenjcIxHeU-VPq-ku7lCWYEGlWcOj2H6sM3PhqP-o39g2CaLnE9LDm0NqlQPkUfqL3uDkPciFyqJ5joT56j83wBtUz108QlI4oKof9cu3mNloJRLtr1bdY8w28iU9MtJCG/s1600/Fiji4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTj9w7iMJ6dPJhyphenhyphenjcIxHeU-VPq-ku7lCWYEGlWcOj2H6sM3PhqP-o39g2CaLnE9LDm0NqlQPkUfqL3uDkPciFyqJ5joT56j83wBtUz108QlI4oKof9cu3mNloJRLtr1bdY8w28iU9MtJCG/s320/Fiji4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666142824977708498" /></a><br /><br />The boat ride wasn’t long. What was long was the waiting for everyone getting into a boat. They only took 4 at a time. We had two busloads of people. <br /><br />I was finally headed to the village. It was raining full on now. The river ride was really quick, only a few minutes. <br /><br />As soon as you reach the village, you see this big church. The guide told us in a village the biggest building must be the church. She wasn’t lying. There were houses, and a school, all in one spot. All the kids were really nice. I had one guide me, I wasn’t really expecting that either. Everyone was really nice. Inside the church there were some drips, some repairs needed as well. It wasn’t like a pristine building. It had character. We gathered there for a few minutes to hear some woman talk-where not a soul heard her except the person right in front of her. Lol. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju33iB4ZrEGs1P-8NSQ764TkyEFXSILGFjqJzx6IpzUO5rrJ6XG9LNfSzAbG3gDPi0BtEPHPiu4noXphE1eYc8d88Dw1zUX-rulV_BIrPFIIauQ7pyvyp11TJ25-A3z8FeeHp6o6zSs-k4/s1600/Fiji8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEju33iB4ZrEGs1P-8NSQ764TkyEFXSILGFjqJzx6IpzUO5rrJ6XG9LNfSzAbG3gDPi0BtEPHPiu4noXphE1eYc8d88Dw1zUX-rulV_BIrPFIIauQ7pyvyp11TJ25-A3z8FeeHp6o6zSs-k4/s320/Fiji8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666144345799703186" /></a><br />The school kids started singing, and that’s where Amber started rolling. I hate picking from our music folders. It’s such a pain finding a good song, so I used the kids singing. It's way better than the music we have. Plus, it adds a little something when you have music from that day. I do it whenever I can. <br /><br />We were there to watch a Kava Ceremony. It was pretty much the same thing like the Ava Ceremony. The kids did the ceremony though. The kids did a few dancing things. I was stuck shooting in the rain. It was really heavy at this point. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuQzy29pPhJrxOmVQhPnanTgTXolJr5W9G7CaYb_oQ-W5qkW2wNiiEk7ehfjXnAGnMjEVGreJN6irZwAFKjnUivFkeXS2s7KGzqsFOS-sHhHj6PmWDV8VzXCdwiSnvAUW2eGPOTfmbbpDe/s1600/Fiji6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhuQzy29pPhJrxOmVQhPnanTgTXolJr5W9G7CaYb_oQ-W5qkW2wNiiEk7ehfjXnAGnMjEVGreJN6irZwAFKjnUivFkeXS2s7KGzqsFOS-sHhHj6PmWDV8VzXCdwiSnvAUW2eGPOTfmbbpDe/s320/Fiji6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666142836477707986" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvEhqqqkpMhKgXjyggMbIRt2hme526l08L-j_uxbBms5Hb7dHaSHE35Ok0UX1b3i-6N8M14sJvbt-bm70lyOX-WLKDBVX4LD3J4xlr8SZaDEbkDpHxo64KlTEGzVimFvqPn3SMs5rjUt_/s1600/Fiji5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgqvEhqqqkpMhKgXjyggMbIRt2hme526l08L-j_uxbBms5Hb7dHaSHE35Ok0UX1b3i-6N8M14sJvbt-bm70lyOX-WLKDBVX4LD3J4xlr8SZaDEbkDpHxo64KlTEGzVimFvqPn3SMs5rjUt_/s320/Fiji5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666142822064628514" /></a><br />It got cut short because of the rain. So, the long bus ride, and the long wait to get into the boats, was for a short visit. I didn’t have much material for an edit. So I bothered the kids. Lol. I was asking them about their life. It was good. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Jk1Mi8Z_L30UrY1dlub9LMqgtaq2xaxJj3v-bOp2d0X0DWN91xg32GRwk0aFHK5TZGHNfw7uG3Gy-3zm2SHgbZSmFhEjuZgq3rYa0nugVNua4BE2qUTxpo9yU63fmn52tDpb2OXjU7ar/s1600/Fiji7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj4Jk1Mi8Z_L30UrY1dlub9LMqgtaq2xaxJj3v-bOp2d0X0DWN91xg32GRwk0aFHK5TZGHNfw7uG3Gy-3zm2SHgbZSmFhEjuZgq3rYa0nugVNua4BE2qUTxpo9yU63fmn52tDpb2OXjU7ar/s320/Fiji7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666144342051833298" /></a><br /><br />After my tour I went out with Joe. Let me tell you, I felt like I was back in India! Joe kept saying how it felt like home for him. We had fun going through the markets. We went to a bakery, and got the best homemade swiss roll(ya know the kind you buy in the stores…like little Debbie) ever! We exchanged money so I got some Fijian money for my dad. We had a good day out. Oh, but it still was pouring out. Lol. I remember when I went to buy a postcard and stamps at the post office for my niece and nephew, how cold it was going into the building. The ac was blasted. We were wet, and I was freezing!!! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipju7qngNl0PaMP4P2OmYT77VIBuP4xrpzwzglZqskzzPrCMf1WJglKFF7t3C0c82ypk9mdQFbUJCHutkDuMnFs-xgQlaGczttEOGa8C4azQA1j0aKgIb4T0_oHa04zPZYxv3AcDPTHRos/s1600/Fiji10.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEipju7qngNl0PaMP4P2OmYT77VIBuP4xrpzwzglZqskzzPrCMf1WJglKFF7t3C0c82ypk9mdQFbUJCHutkDuMnFs-xgQlaGczttEOGa8C4azQA1j0aKgIb4T0_oHa04zPZYxv3AcDPTHRos/s320/Fiji10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666144356908179650" /></a><br /><br />Joe, and I heard about what other crew were saying about the port. No one liked it. Needless to say we didn’t see many people from the ship anywhere we happened to be hanging. They were all scared. They kept saying how unsafe it was, and how scary it was. We just laughed at them. I guess since I’ve been to Bombay nothing intimidates me now. I guess I have to see reeeeeal bad to be scared. Suva was not bad in the least. It was crowded, but clean. The people were nice too. So, I wasn’t bothered at all. Some people were pissed it was raining, we were on the wet side of the island though, that’s why everything was so green. Joe and I got soaked, but I didn’t mind. My hair has been soft ever since!! ☺ I left Suva being a fan of Fiji!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC-On3UpIwVygGe1KVVxQ6WwWk1Rt2_48ZfCDNmk9MJOt_HHK6dLMp1hehkEffuwNbZ7gLh1ipb26BP4wwi1AeMNF9g4uJplT9pGBgovGabgNZ92rNYdZ_d4R2dqr4FHrXvChyphenhyphenYNeKmoHc/s1600/Fiji12.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjC-On3UpIwVygGe1KVVxQ6WwWk1Rt2_48ZfCDNmk9MJOt_HHK6dLMp1hehkEffuwNbZ7gLh1ipb26BP4wwi1AeMNF9g4uJplT9pGBgovGabgNZ92rNYdZ_d4R2dqr4FHrXvChyphenhyphenYNeKmoHc/s320/Fiji12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666144362195943986" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl8WZ76YKXuyi5X7aYXZBZWBnbDAID4Yt5QOehvLXcP4ez_sCHtCO48Ie-6N9JzFozxdpkxGVKdUhVl_0f6UhfytxzMeB9BcXguRtyNgvK-0d_zR34iLCFZXWUZ2UvyKbX-pY7GXwjGNlG/s1600/Fiji11.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgl8WZ76YKXuyi5X7aYXZBZWBnbDAID4Yt5QOehvLXcP4ez_sCHtCO48Ie-6N9JzFozxdpkxGVKdUhVl_0f6UhfytxzMeB9BcXguRtyNgvK-0d_zR34iLCFZXWUZ2UvyKbX-pY7GXwjGNlG/s320/Fiji11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666144357836588066" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-9191874639396470142011-10-24T19:04:00.000-07:002013-06-25T16:36:51.443-07:00Pago Pago-American Samoa<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKQMcOuANx4XhkuS1GHh_BlAJqAiQKQXXoBNGSslsjJXOYyuvbsL1llnwFLf93LqL6DwqeByJ615Nd5DpCjB1Xyupvy-SZLD8IRRIj-IlbTq_7mdrduknMG_9ZetAzEXDQiPa5kaIIrrnW/s1600/PP7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKQMcOuANx4XhkuS1GHh_BlAJqAiQKQXXoBNGSslsjJXOYyuvbsL1llnwFLf93LqL6DwqeByJ615Nd5DpCjB1Xyupvy-SZLD8IRRIj-IlbTq_7mdrduknMG_9ZetAzEXDQiPa5kaIIrrnW/s320/PP7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666141269622197778" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />I, yet again had another Island drive. The bus was a funky made up short bus. Ya know, the kind you had to take going to kindergarten.ok, Maybe you didnt but my school had those busses for the really young kids. It was made up cool though. On the inside it was - well the sits were barely there. Lol. Everything on the inside was colorful. Open air, not to bad. It didn’t bother me. Pleasant passengers. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVxSRU3VIUYmHeiuaWKY8FMAhyphenhyphenQM4EHt6labjygMtsVw6J3DSFDX79RS_TShRtpWQsAWEHAhQj5zrEiBXjc-8nsBjlPVa1KETBiaNXdpmxQ5xwZSaG-RWiXWB1bVksBoPslph7RLN-ufls/s1600/PP6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVxSRU3VIUYmHeiuaWKY8FMAhyphenhyphenQM4EHt6labjygMtsVw6J3DSFDX79RS_TShRtpWQsAWEHAhQj5zrEiBXjc-8nsBjlPVa1KETBiaNXdpmxQ5xwZSaG-RWiXWB1bVksBoPslph7RLN-ufls/s320/PP6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666141265430032658" /></a><br /><br />Our first stop was Fatima Futi. It is a pair of rocks in the ocean that’s really close to the shore. I thought it was cool. You can swim right next to them. The story behind it: The king of Western Samoa at the time restricted people to this one island. This one couple wanted to leave. Once the king found out that they left, he turned them into these giant rocks before they got to the other island. There’s more details, but that’s the jest of it. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfOAHW_h83IZis9pHMgdXw1bwIflp_YZuui0mOZB1Rv7OAS2oHSxkGfXlr5SB6HJOLhcA44B17sUCsbw4P2LJ6gvsKM5aLaYMc-KCNpU_N8GxZ8O7EW4n-G6XcdeA30NjJkSwseFBmtlZW/s1600/PP5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhfOAHW_h83IZis9pHMgdXw1bwIflp_YZuui0mOZB1Rv7OAS2oHSxkGfXlr5SB6HJOLhcA44B17sUCsbw4P2LJ6gvsKM5aLaYMc-KCNpU_N8GxZ8O7EW4n-G6XcdeA30NjJkSwseFBmtlZW/s320/PP5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666141252839113458" /></a><br />We than headed to the ava ceremony. Now, I didn’t know what to expect about this Ava ceremony, but it was interesting. All the Ava ceremony is, is this peppery plant they make into a drink, and they present it to the head chief, than others at the ceremony. You can do a blessing and this drink gives you power. Its good for the body the locals say. It was really hard to shoot this ceremony. It was a giant place, but it had these giant pillars around the whole area. I got what I could. Wasn’t that bad, but the pillars were a pain. Add the crazy amount of passengers that attended and I had a real challenge picking out a spot to shoot.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis_Cu9q6ZbGuQ1K72dq3y6A41I7j9xxjnqIFcZ2i42F9Q190we_6uEtd-utL0ovgPfkHBlJ3Mt1MXsb8gHK5vQSfwpHe8m7X-NNkNTnpwIPGZL8F-PiCTSXv5O2fxJa0MZ0UpCZdgDgQn8/s1600/PP4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEis_Cu9q6ZbGuQ1K72dq3y6A41I7j9xxjnqIFcZ2i42F9Q190we_6uEtd-utL0ovgPfkHBlJ3Mt1MXsb8gHK5vQSfwpHe8m7X-NNkNTnpwIPGZL8F-PiCTSXv5O2fxJa0MZ0UpCZdgDgQn8/s320/PP4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666141250457751714" /></a><br /><br /><br />After the ceremony they did a few dances. I like the dances. I am always a fan of seeing them. They had such energy. The guys dances were awesome. Very nice dudes. They also loved the camera. Lol. They were hams. I wasn’t expecting that. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKJc5sfdvP36IP53r0qbvX0Neh1X5dAbfiCKlBQwnKxuir_8itisfyFb7ewNsFfP3eGWM8AyQZWAcdazCbreIi0JI3ZBO16PPLszHITnkTEeI9Z5Vr7ZPKod3c5S3F-aFH7v5dxTiEdfZS/s1600/PP3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjKJc5sfdvP36IP53r0qbvX0Neh1X5dAbfiCKlBQwnKxuir_8itisfyFb7ewNsFfP3eGWM8AyQZWAcdazCbreIi0JI3ZBO16PPLszHITnkTEeI9Z5Vr7ZPKod3c5S3F-aFH7v5dxTiEdfZS/s320/PP3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666141242288684402" /></a><br />Afterward, we headed to the first church that was built in American Samoa. Nate ended up going to the same spot, so I didn’t put it in my edit. <br /><br />All in all I liked Pago Pago, American Samoa. The guide was really nice. Oh! I cant forget this: ya know how they say the Samoans are big people? Well they weren’t lying! Lol. Big peeps, the kids too. Crazy! It was very clean there, I noticed. Some islands you don’t see it being very clean and organized. Oh, something else I noticed, they have no cemeteries there. They pay no taxes on land. All the land you own is yours, and it can't be taken from you. So, when a family members dies they bury them in the front yard. I saw some elaborate graves too. The higher the status the family member has in the family, and in the village the bigger the grave. <br /><br />This port was what I needed after dreadful Tahiti. Lol<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoZdokwx3OnGb73QMl01RnvrhsPK5kABAbAaK-ppnqF9XO-M4ic2HkAVfhBfI5FdLT4MTUyoOhEgS7eerrh8bMP-fruZ1ZpQLHkkJKXpo5JPDwy98PZpv9DIad7JiwjKBh4N56V9HmLNc4/s1600/PP2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgoZdokwx3OnGb73QMl01RnvrhsPK5kABAbAaK-ppnqF9XO-M4ic2HkAVfhBfI5FdLT4MTUyoOhEgS7eerrh8bMP-fruZ1ZpQLHkkJKXpo5JPDwy98PZpv9DIad7JiwjKBh4N56V9HmLNc4/s320/PP2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666140603871584658" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHmynXSs65P2CHAS5ILRM5EEAkxpISr7-qXi1WMa1gX-3EXu3euDpNV3MoRkXFKSv7bM-szH-g7tHloZrG_lWOv5L7OseQCrcyrlotrjZTivJxiSbqBV0M1l5XhFoppRAE6TBoEjm6xech/s1600/PP1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjHmynXSs65P2CHAS5ILRM5EEAkxpISr7-qXi1WMa1gX-3EXu3euDpNV3MoRkXFKSv7bM-szH-g7tHloZrG_lWOv5L7OseQCrcyrlotrjZTivJxiSbqBV0M1l5XhFoppRAE6TBoEjm6xech/s320/PP1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666140467550190242" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-1031350203385871642011-10-22T16:27:00.000-07:002011-10-22T20:44:51.579-07:00Bora Bora-Most beautiful Place in the World?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcUg6IKVzjnXhpuhCPdeh95UnAPrXGcv0TaanlWX28cNpOIUqslvO9CEyL_Ey-jG0xVb1XJnD6nlTtNk3YSszugCpjPH5qBbqC1YCXvlG6bT7oE7VDZGL6k2Gxxkw1PIoVbxwMpOfvPW8t/s1600/BB8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgcUg6IKVzjnXhpuhCPdeh95UnAPrXGcv0TaanlWX28cNpOIUqslvO9CEyL_Ey-jG0xVb1XJnD6nlTtNk3YSszugCpjPH5qBbqC1YCXvlG6bT7oE7VDZGL6k2Gxxkw1PIoVbxwMpOfvPW8t/s320/BB8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665782171666308098" /></a><br />I had another island drive in Bora Bora. Now, “they” say that Bora Bora if not one of the most, but the most beautiful place in the world. <br /><br />From the ship Bora Bora looked really nice. I got going to start my tour. It was an open air bus, with very little room. Nothing like my last tour, sadly. Lol. <br /><br />The guide was better than my last tour thankfully. She was worried about her English. The first stop was this church, the only thing good about it was the mountain that you got to look at. No one was really concerned about the church. Lol. We than headed to our next stop was a demonstration with sarongs basically. They call them something different. I forget. But it was cool, the chick showed us like 5 ways wear it. Than they did this tie-dye demo, and showed us how they got the shapes on the cloth. They had fresh fruit, and coconut! Ever Since I had shaved coconut that Joe gave me, I love fresh coconut! I had like three pieces. ☺ <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCsEBB-iU1gS396Pvy1MNdQ75IUqkbwo6QllGWEShsSDT0JWeXeQnhVvUlJF586G9hVmSfRvYp_ffCQBN2pkJNyMxN81aOxArG5w4nI2hbIjItZ1e8gkRmUZ4nhuDVool2TmyQD1DwTJdp/s1600/BB6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiCsEBB-iU1gS396Pvy1MNdQ75IUqkbwo6QllGWEShsSDT0JWeXeQnhVvUlJF586G9hVmSfRvYp_ffCQBN2pkJNyMxN81aOxArG5w4nI2hbIjItZ1e8gkRmUZ4nhuDVool2TmyQD1DwTJdp/s320/BB6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665782434160510386" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJ-wT91HvhyphenhyphenLrpjhrRqrc450YV6YU98h8XuhyphenhyphenIYSjymcka662I_0q7U85oab7zoM4rj39tGW3XHURXLuR6TvrDrbtOCfG4mqbJFpF9MVE0lB-95P5h1_x3W1N8x9AEgMCxaqabz9ncvLD/s1600/BB7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPJ-wT91HvhyphenhyphenLrpjhrRqrc450YV6YU98h8XuhyphenhyphenIYSjymcka662I_0q7U85oab7zoM4rj39tGW3XHURXLuR6TvrDrbtOCfG4mqbJFpF9MVE0lB-95P5h1_x3W1N8x9AEgMCxaqabz9ncvLD/s320/BB7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665782429423581218" /></a><br /><br />We made our way to the beach. Nice Scenery, a good look at the mountains. Very nice spot. We had to do a quick stop at this look out, I guess the famous pricey resorts were there. They have the huts there. They look like they are small poor huts, but up close they are massive! They’re like million dollar condos. They are really cool looking, and they are right on the water. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_SkVjQWPbfE5jf_m-LCjqXB7n8GBxQboxn5WQrTSnJEBGDRL03JRsb3_rriuBkO_xaG5XRztQJJMsPgLebjuo1tOAcOzSP5EN3qwqLCuMM0si7nr9DIH57ai1-vdn3-Mk6VTuz46uAWs/s1600/BB5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhC_SkVjQWPbfE5jf_m-LCjqXB7n8GBxQboxn5WQrTSnJEBGDRL03JRsb3_rriuBkO_xaG5XRztQJJMsPgLebjuo1tOAcOzSP5EN3qwqLCuMM0si7nr9DIH57ai1-vdn3-Mk6VTuz46uAWs/s320/BB5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665782438176201570" /></a><br /><br />We headed to this other beach, which was called Maitra Beach. I’m pretty sure. It was called that after this young girl, called Matilda. I guess the Tahitians couldn’t pronounce the name correctly, so, thats what came to be, Maitra. Gorgeous Beach. Beautiful Water. Nice white sand. <br /><br />Our last stop was a famous Bar and restaurant called Bloody Mary’s. A ton of famous people have been there, they have all the names displayed outside the place. I pretty much was like… “whats the big deal?” Well you go inside and you have to take off your shoes, and there is no floor. Just sand. I thought it was really cool. It looked awesome. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhZbksjBlz7QwHXuvX0mO4etQYCLz4zuseZQVsT58xhOXoHNCzk6JJBAjlWFCqAzCyvhYzgabatwOKQPGF9HFaJfPjm55Vo7mQlyMmK1d8ZunyJsZi6d17e3unxubbDeQTntDsl2V1APdg/s1600/BB3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhhZbksjBlz7QwHXuvX0mO4etQYCLz4zuseZQVsT58xhOXoHNCzk6JJBAjlWFCqAzCyvhYzgabatwOKQPGF9HFaJfPjm55Vo7mQlyMmK1d8ZunyJsZi6d17e3unxubbDeQTntDsl2V1APdg/s320/BB3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665785719577402354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZsXiO9bFAPZiFA3jZRGTWZzrcj6MZGZiE33DQrAkrTEKpKzlPLrZO9qKVtdmbhqAH2MQk2HDR9wcZ4fllBzJDrwTfaRuTSgow3-Kv497-nW1ch4dK6cbfn16OzYygWYWyfwWyGCEsUayR/s1600/BB4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZsXiO9bFAPZiFA3jZRGTWZzrcj6MZGZiE33DQrAkrTEKpKzlPLrZO9qKVtdmbhqAH2MQk2HDR9wcZ4fllBzJDrwTfaRuTSgow3-Kv497-nW1ch4dK6cbfn16OzYygWYWyfwWyGCEsUayR/s320/BB4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665785717723784994" /></a><br />Across the street was a dock. A nice look at the water, we could see the ship as well. I loved how the water was so clear. <br /><br />Now, I’ve been a lot of places. So, is Bora Bora the most beautiful place in the world? I haven’t been everywhere in the world, But I have been to many great places. A beautiful place doesn’t have to be a tropical place. I mean Alaska is pretty beautiful. I will say it ranks high in top most beautiful places in the world....That I've encountered. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3PMOk52QczcBaR3FWSemOAgfp2UVAZ5BJRiarOMUWlUFY9cCW4I02rlrbtthehxAKcMqyGJyyF2wxcqcr2wuXwGMFs83BX8NHDdx0kEas8fKv-6dHsiZpLIOROq4Lh04Wacrt8CJvZYx/s1600/BB1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik3PMOk52QczcBaR3FWSemOAgfp2UVAZ5BJRiarOMUWlUFY9cCW4I02rlrbtthehxAKcMqyGJyyF2wxcqcr2wuXwGMFs83BX8NHDdx0kEas8fKv-6dHsiZpLIOROq4Lh04Wacrt8CJvZYx/s320/BB1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665785721617349954" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-3860121208970183092011-10-21T18:30:00.000-07:002011-10-21T18:48:31.240-07:00The overnight.After we Sailed from Moorea at 7pm, we got to Papeete, Tahiti at 9pm. <br />Every one of the crew members was acting as if it were Christmas day. It was crazy, people cheering in the corridor, yelling and screaming. Than came people dressing up, and getting the pre-game on. <br /><br />Joe and I had planned to go to the club. It’s rare to get to do anything at night while on ships. I understood the excitement. It was kinda hilarious though. We go to the crew bar- got a couple drinks before we left the ship. I heard about everyone having all these plans to go to the beach and partying and the whole nines. Joe, and I walk off the ship ourselves, than as we keep walking not 200 feet from the ship there are all the people…drinking right on the harbor. Lol. All the plans we heard and they just get drunk right on the pier. I don’t know it was just funny to me. People just get bent out of shape about getting of the ship….than they just plop themselves right next to it. lol<br /><br />The club was alright…ok I’m lying…there is more to it than that. I loved the fact that me and joe were out having fun. That the atmosphere had changed….right? def wrong. The place changed, but it exactly like being back at the crew bar!! All the people from the ship went to this club. There were less Philippinos excuse, sorry. Lol. But you had the dancers there staring at everyone like they were idiots. You Had the Indians dancing like crazy, and the regular ppl talking away while holding the bar up. The same ol’ people same routine just a different setting. The music was good though-one thing I did enjoy. Yeah a couple of passengers I had on tour in Lahaina were there. They recognized me before I did them. I thought that was weird. They are way younger than all other passengers so it makes sense they were in a club.<br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Special Note: Its my Nephew's Birthday!!! He's turning 3 :-) Happy Birthday Dylan! </span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-83460118268494742082011-10-21T18:17:00.000-07:002011-10-21T18:49:48.114-07:00The first of many island drives.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4q0NNy9ntmOnTpM1t4RorOJZZX-5wwFxyjcbFdba5XhMdCusKbXkQAyMBlvtgiK2C_RR8aaniEp8TY5SC_wG4NqzWcC0grQu6zPDmr1GJuLRReJR58rVe4lQmpMep0M8qw2X-ieNFKck8/s1600/Tahiti9.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4q0NNy9ntmOnTpM1t4RorOJZZX-5wwFxyjcbFdba5XhMdCusKbXkQAyMBlvtgiK2C_RR8aaniEp8TY5SC_wG4NqzWcC0grQu6zPDmr1GJuLRReJR58rVe4lQmpMep0M8qw2X-ieNFKck8/s320/Tahiti9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665779880342235970" /></a><br /><br /><br />I had a tour the next morning in Papeete. An island tour. The guide was … very soft spoken, to say the least. He would start a story about whatever we happen to be looking at than just kinda cut himself off, and said “well you know a lotta history behind it.” Which is kinda frustrating for me since I use the commentary that they provide for my edits. I really had to use his audio creatively. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVte_YCdmaJfaYy4EMbT4yahFRkwDGE32GxD2yIq5j3Ttyiz36B88qFAFEhHLbtcJedgS8C9CNskxXchujxIGNADDCg6N6eI2t42px-_R8subRD7Jub1khqQHDJ3l8doAjUlkAi-0CgS3_/s1600/Tahiti6.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVte_YCdmaJfaYy4EMbT4yahFRkwDGE32GxD2yIq5j3Ttyiz36B88qFAFEhHLbtcJedgS8C9CNskxXchujxIGNADDCg6N6eI2t42px-_R8subRD7Jub1khqQHDJ3l8doAjUlkAi-0CgS3_/s320/Tahiti6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665780070729971522" /></a>The tour wasn’t bad. The bus…I was most impressed with. I had so much room! I actually got to stand my camera up. Normally the busses are so crammed. The camera is a pain to stay in place, and I have to have a hand on it at all times. This time it was able to be placed right up with room. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheI0R6-lf_InX6YiyIkwrwugBdQIr3IIo1Vrj39dPnpqPKLYedmwUs9ZSG7y77JqXCpITwaRd_KFF4CMXfAKetTxnyHw0Ao3hgrqa7cIqLfbRrA9Wo7ubC_RrA25AoUKcxaMtwy2o8-nmB/s1600/Tahiti8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEheI0R6-lf_InX6YiyIkwrwugBdQIr3IIo1Vrj39dPnpqPKLYedmwUs9ZSG7y77JqXCpITwaRd_KFF4CMXfAKetTxnyHw0Ao3hgrqa7cIqLfbRrA9Wo7ubC_RrA25AoUKcxaMtwy2o8-nmB/s320/Tahiti8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665780339508811362" /></a><br />We went to this place called Venus point, a park that the locals go to. They had a lighthouse there. The park was right near the water. There were kids playing soccer, or something. Lol. Lots of people there. <br /><br />We headed to a beach, with a blowhole nothing really I was excited about, but the beach was really nice. I went near the blowhole, and it was different. The water went vertically, instead of up in the air like the blowhole in Kaui’i. On the rocks there were these things, they looked like fish, but insects. I thought they were cool. I wish I knew what they were though. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolvdtcS7VzzhPEt3t0QPs9_GPsSAF-VBOhPegdSIKXNjOdnVAu660ahalDlWHelqF1gPPL4b7-utgw8x9qqM5UViKqHFcv2AOqOW7CxDmhmnvlFoXN_9J6rXMZR3hQtgDMM3DWdinRzjf/s1600/Tahiti5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjolvdtcS7VzzhPEt3t0QPs9_GPsSAF-VBOhPegdSIKXNjOdnVAu660ahalDlWHelqF1gPPL4b7-utgw8x9qqM5UViKqHFcv2AOqOW7CxDmhmnvlFoXN_9J6rXMZR3hQtgDMM3DWdinRzjf/s320/Tahiti5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665780336605241170" /></a><br /><br />He than went to see a waterfall. It was a small hike. I wasn’t really expecting. I thought to myself “it better be a damn good waterfall. It better be massive.” I take a few steps further, and it was massive! Lol I was happy to see something good to film. Usually I see waterfalls that kinda look the same. I liked it because it was soooo high. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQCJ5Ssd1KQFNRFxOH5xnup06v9Lso3sVmkoXY-jDZzc5QkPdityZ9pWs_TwDumU3wOBWEWGKw-_8sXiLD5F9UGKsJp6VaKSTeJBQCa76AomJ-Dqone6glPiZgJxsSE29oj2JuKLKip8gx/s1600/Tahiti3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQCJ5Ssd1KQFNRFxOH5xnup06v9Lso3sVmkoXY-jDZzc5QkPdityZ9pWs_TwDumU3wOBWEWGKw-_8sXiLD5F9UGKsJp6VaKSTeJBQCa76AomJ-Dqone6glPiZgJxsSE29oj2JuKLKip8gx/s320/Tahiti3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665780789466835554" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhis7ufoYGik9mwMfiEAtY-VXD8OBeAt8tD5Fdi4RlRF1Hp1cmXFyCGXtTerZtaXeLkTS9wpoHTisr0zgoh7mBaswz3wWIyF3mbKZjAq849WewDNkWx2fTNV6H5JeQO7EvDHM_waI62RWQm/s1600/Tahiti4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhis7ufoYGik9mwMfiEAtY-VXD8OBeAt8tD5Fdi4RlRF1Hp1cmXFyCGXtTerZtaXeLkTS9wpoHTisr0zgoh7mBaswz3wWIyF3mbKZjAq849WewDNkWx2fTNV6H5JeQO7EvDHM_waI62RWQm/s320/Tahiti4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665780788561655362" /></a><br /><br />Than we stopped at one last place where the tomb of the last king of Tahiti was located. It was in just a normal park like where families hang out on weekends. There were kids there too, a few nice one that pretty much posed for me. I put a few shots of the locals in my edit. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCqrMUYHCZdPhQGHQEyYDrywl45hNv84flSAB7CaUI-3VNTsZ4uyzyIc0fPMJ2A1kk7gwBQ-dExrBIyzmarOiOMHN5MTmiVWOYMISsGCBo2J2eTHzfFhkIA7VxIUi3RMhl-rLzKQvkbnMW/s1600/Tahiti2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhCqrMUYHCZdPhQGHQEyYDrywl45hNv84flSAB7CaUI-3VNTsZ4uyzyIc0fPMJ2A1kk7gwBQ-dExrBIyzmarOiOMHN5MTmiVWOYMISsGCBo2J2eTHzfFhkIA7VxIUi3RMhl-rLzKQvkbnMW/s320/Tahiti2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665781327417166066" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGgKwjgHThmfMkDj4Ya4dV5PGGDLPsNOmDL9-81rnH0vyud8djkqwVrGbW4OWHEkiZ8VhVLaLmoKoOwkclhsYIpUj6o_6jc8ENXjEOnusMTLl8aXbcI4tEXjDl4OuqJuoySW007DopfHH/s1600/Tahiti1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkGgKwjgHThmfMkDj4Ya4dV5PGGDLPsNOmDL9-81rnH0vyud8djkqwVrGbW4OWHEkiZ8VhVLaLmoKoOwkclhsYIpUj6o_6jc8ENXjEOnusMTLl8aXbcI4tEXjDl4OuqJuoySW007DopfHH/s320/Tahiti1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665781330136303938" /></a><br /><br />The over all feel of Tahiti, I wasn’t impressed with really. They have this snobby thing going on especially if you don’t speak French. Oh and one more thing to add, EXPENSIVE! I tried to buy two post cards, and two magnets, she told me $19! Yeah right. Amber walked right out. Lol. I spent no more time in the city I went on the ship and was looking forward to the next port. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;"><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />Special Note! Its my Sister's Birthday today!!! Happy Birthday Jen!!! :-) <span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-82726454697980199292011-10-20T19:07:00.000-07:002011-10-20T20:14:59.418-07:00My French Polynesia adventure?<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13KRjBWsPsONTA6gkOw3zrRBq2hfpdEVzbE4rfsNLIT4mklHl-wqCUh_OLNvDImxOxUzPForybAorSnhkWOVXriLuj4ovuKKEbinxWWmclZ16pIoYvaUXtAy0zzlVu3oRObZpA0Z76JPE/s1600/moorea4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh13KRjBWsPsONTA6gkOw3zrRBq2hfpdEVzbE4rfsNLIT4mklHl-wqCUh_OLNvDImxOxUzPForybAorSnhkWOVXriLuj4ovuKKEbinxWWmclZ16pIoYvaUXtAy0zzlVu3oRObZpA0Z76JPE/s320/moorea4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665776827165892994" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-CxK-ILewUsDqjo6MA3gidCSRwdLCANTkaez9Hnf3oSOVrV9FMlVYFJgfm-fF1l0_5kFgch6M_9Ew2eWip06fWQyuLuTnSUiJ1dlxnBxf2uP2qx_3NPW-4dtYrpzrZRtFdMYFcqHCG7PA/s1600/moorea1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-CxK-ILewUsDqjo6MA3gidCSRwdLCANTkaez9Hnf3oSOVrV9FMlVYFJgfm-fF1l0_5kFgch6M_9Ew2eWip06fWQyuLuTnSUiJ1dlxnBxf2uP2qx_3NPW-4dtYrpzrZRtFdMYFcqHCG7PA/s320/moorea1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665777462863879314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVkiIMAHmEAgwSc8p_d-naxwVPkZBE99RpW3khv5R63q3WF9b9CHH2XCxiR2_2kaK4PkS5sEpo9JuxWOoN2wsoAM14_rL8tHQN2IsWlcNRqg2I71yJ6EW1i7uqDWOd0G1zqj_cHUElDALt/s1600/moorea3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVkiIMAHmEAgwSc8p_d-naxwVPkZBE99RpW3khv5R63q3WF9b9CHH2XCxiR2_2kaK4PkS5sEpo9JuxWOoN2wsoAM14_rL8tHQN2IsWlcNRqg2I71yJ6EW1i7uqDWOd0G1zqj_cHUElDALt/s320/moorea3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665777461029012034" /></a><br /><br /><br />The first stop in French Polynesia was the island of Moorea. I was due to take a Sail and Snorkel tour by catamaran. <br /><br />I was excited at the snorkel part because I haven’t done it since the one time in Alaska. <br /><br />I had to do this one for the web shorex project…that’s never going to end. Lol.<br /><br />The guy that ran the tour was French … of course. He barely talked. The other guide didn’t either. Lol. When he did his accent was too thick to really understand him. I haven’t really been exposed to much to the thick French accent. I found myself really concentrating to try and get what he’s saying. It was like my first time in Australia. Lol. <br /><br />First I have to say Moorea is beautiful. I enjoyed the scenery. The mountains were something I haven’t seen before. There was one that sticks out for sure. It stood on its own really. I liked how it looked so isolated. I enjoyed what was around me.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoKDOprxTOjrEvI7dI0gGlPzGmToK1l0_aC6DQ3lThtBQq5p_7m75S5Jbuq0mhoA77Ttu4XQtn-CQ2rGG_gCyH-H8PZThU_hAvhskAARqZrvQ2U52ctcGxACSUSwDzdqDwCZNCa1Zq3yHb/s1600/moorea6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjoKDOprxTOjrEvI7dI0gGlPzGmToK1l0_aC6DQ3lThtBQq5p_7m75S5Jbuq0mhoA77Ttu4XQtn-CQ2rGG_gCyH-H8PZThU_hAvhskAARqZrvQ2U52ctcGxACSUSwDzdqDwCZNCa1Zq3yHb/s320/moorea6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665777479110512354" /></a><br /><br />Now, I loved what I saw, what I felt was another story. The seas were a tad bit too rocky for me. Oi. Sea sickness like a champ. The guy said we were just gonna go down the coast. It was a down and back kinda thing. In the back of my mind I was like I can not do this trip twice! We got into this bay, and thankfully it got calmer. I got my bearings back. Saw a humpback whale too. It was nice. We made our way back the same way we came. Still rough. Blah! <br /><br />We finally stopped to snorkel. It felt weird to get in the water. I don’t know why though. I had my underwater came, I brought the GoPro for some stills too. It was nice to snorkel though. We had to go pretty far from the catamaran to get to the reef. I liked it though. Really clear water. Lots of coral, and fish! ☺ I liked the tiny bright blue fish. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj1MvSOQp3bfRMDKEmMib8QhRokCn4CeZSBjwO07KfWNIgbltsJ2mKRARkDXJENHzLzJ0FYObNobt-OHP-q-tXKeTgUGKGbInTt7k0tEQoVROwB0Y3iIzGdmJ9paD7xRqF1wVONkv-HJRh/s1600/MooreaUW3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhj1MvSOQp3bfRMDKEmMib8QhRokCn4CeZSBjwO07KfWNIgbltsJ2mKRARkDXJENHzLzJ0FYObNobt-OHP-q-tXKeTgUGKGbInTt7k0tEQoVROwB0Y3iIzGdmJ9paD7xRqF1wVONkv-HJRh/s320/MooreaUW3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665778078220257570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDvwE2-3AVLVWnh75zEolpCjGoAJ2yWf5EbnYeG2jxSaaTxusTzpRpqHInwDsa8Do10v8fmAXPr8NSdWckrCgCv3mEnRzQPiaqwLs3JhrrSZf4KunxNSa6jPZ57pmJQst0cXRujltGKDKZ/s1600/MooreaUW2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDvwE2-3AVLVWnh75zEolpCjGoAJ2yWf5EbnYeG2jxSaaTxusTzpRpqHInwDsa8Do10v8fmAXPr8NSdWckrCgCv3mEnRzQPiaqwLs3JhrrSZf4KunxNSa6jPZ57pmJQst0cXRujltGKDKZ/s320/MooreaUW2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665778073363479570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJENfoqZmRY5RgJp-uSeiQ3uBkimSamP0CLVkGIeLTrrU2ErZAMhHrqqjSFcJMivZr-A0EwmO4RnTHRBG3pkSMeURatgMSUCC1FkXkw2f8aPgmuz3Y2wHbnBwHxis3UIWR8f7jDhcRljEm/s1600/mooreaUW1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJENfoqZmRY5RgJp-uSeiQ3uBkimSamP0CLVkGIeLTrrU2ErZAMhHrqqjSFcJMivZr-A0EwmO4RnTHRBG3pkSMeURatgMSUCC1FkXkw2f8aPgmuz3Y2wHbnBwHxis3UIWR8f7jDhcRljEm/s320/mooreaUW1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665778064940307186" /></a><br /><br />I don’t remember how long I was out, but we only had an hour. I got back once I saw the crowd go back in. Once on board started talking to Passengers, and got a drink. I love the juices they give you on tours. Some type of liquor was involved as well. Amber was a happy camper at the end of it all. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGC0U-9jL7H3Em6EFFr0vPpw-Sr7A5o21Z0nA2klsikNAocgnWHdreH7l9cYd9Yse7tEduVpE_ReZSJ94PVrRZn99d_faMsvmE9JZoRhVlp689RhozN4Th68gnToe4OddDBceDv3ZF1H5W/s1600/moorea5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGC0U-9jL7H3Em6EFFr0vPpw-Sr7A5o21Z0nA2klsikNAocgnWHdreH7l9cYd9Yse7tEduVpE_ReZSJ94PVrRZn99d_faMsvmE9JZoRhVlp689RhozN4Th68gnToe4OddDBceDv3ZF1H5W/s320/moorea5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5665777465909502850" /></a><br />I got a cool magnet, the people were nice, and I had fun, with decent passengers. It was a good first day in Moorea.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-56009156643086200902011-09-23T00:22:00.000-07:002011-09-23T01:07:31.130-07:00Hawaii Never disappoints<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmTTPau37VPbpsDKxWTCR8RStXS1kgiTNIYJlSWI3cVQNE6ENT98u1P3L4mHZJ7CoJ8GPxgr8meSN5bP2K1ijEw7lorvvcRGc0Q5AiCBt2BJxz9HuB9xrW-uWMswKBl8I0b6titBpcWW7P/s1600/IMG_4531.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhmTTPau37VPbpsDKxWTCR8RStXS1kgiTNIYJlSWI3cVQNE6ENT98u1P3L4mHZJ7CoJ8GPxgr8meSN5bP2K1ijEw7lorvvcRGc0Q5AiCBt2BJxz9HuB9xrW-uWMswKBl8I0b6titBpcWW7P/s320/IMG_4531.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655459228104069554" /></a><br /><br />Well Back in Hawaii and I have to say I am glad I got to go back. <br /><br />Now Granted I didnt really do much today...well I guess I did. I returned a lame External Hard drive. I got a new one. Hung out with my roomie. I normally dont hang out with peeps in Port, but it was good chilling with her for a bit. She really wanted to go to the beach but my tour kinda shut me down for that option. she made it there though! I would have if I didnt have a tour. Did some shopping. mailed out a pretty big package to my family, and than went on tour. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Db4Sn6G_HmaTZ3j7gkzmvuYlVrkwsuzH0OqFSDkGRqOJzGZfjMU7lG_ZknsbzviO8maTFZWeyPAuywMMIYYHOIevJABgaD6tjXM10zSbtmCn683iqDogAco_FHlhVbBz4NCU5fHSRlZL/s1600/IMG_4536.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6Db4Sn6G_HmaTZ3j7gkzmvuYlVrkwsuzH0OqFSDkGRqOJzGZfjMU7lG_ZknsbzviO8maTFZWeyPAuywMMIYYHOIevJABgaD6tjXM10zSbtmCn683iqDogAco_FHlhVbBz4NCU5fHSRlZL/s320/IMG_4536.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655459243886456546" /></a><br /><br />my tour was the Ali'i Kai dinner cruise. It was a fun time. I went on this one because I didnt go on it the last time I was here, and because I didnt get to see O'ahu from that perspective before. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik4VxenvFtY0TFXChHfe0lNhpN2gLWjJCItVU37GxsXr3I_Lh2qKIr-xp11YcLnh427JYhsGdq6YyEjatZrNO180JyJKeMlG2y1iErbjB6mAj2hEcrIoKljBzCPA1aJ8LtRQapHXZwYwRp/s1600/IMG_4535.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEik4VxenvFtY0TFXChHfe0lNhpN2gLWjJCItVU37GxsXr3I_Lh2qKIr-xp11YcLnh427JYhsGdq6YyEjatZrNO180JyJKeMlG2y1iErbjB6mAj2hEcrIoKljBzCPA1aJ8LtRQapHXZwYwRp/s320/IMG_4535.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655459237276953122" /></a><br /><br />of course the tour guides were awesome, very nice, and overly accommodating for me. it was pretty easy talking to everyone. I mentioned before how I hate bothering people to wear my mic and all that, no problems this time. The host was really nice. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKIiWa5foEc0MvYoulCrs2TXmr-2YeTkmK03aeOaxhnwpS5KmCFENse42ThuxJxO-9bjtx-ITOD4dhrUEG2VLtf9r0w07C7a-4Aus-1IWfoZMLT5BZb9WBmP9kbxciVSHOyo3r3MFL9rGt/s1600/IMG_4537.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiKIiWa5foEc0MvYoulCrs2TXmr-2YeTkmK03aeOaxhnwpS5KmCFENse42ThuxJxO-9bjtx-ITOD4dhrUEG2VLtf9r0w07C7a-4Aus-1IWfoZMLT5BZb9WBmP9kbxciVSHOyo3r3MFL9rGt/s320/IMG_4537.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655459247389795634" /></a><br /><br />I had nice things to shoot. Of course the really nice sunset! the coastline, Diamond Head, the night time coastline. <br /><br />they had dancers...that had a number of different dances. they represented the different cultures in pacific Islands. It was a nice time. The food was .... ok. lol. Nothing to write home about. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwvGgAT6hsCRgTGZN9MWElzQ4_qyHJ11udIAmNbCZPfdHJDgviL9Ll9HZ7KhxV76F5pzitsbqnAEPJnGn1H8-AgTgFWngECiW8nYdGv3NqpE7J_mjLqTAiJXSREGNuUQCndOIa9-QPUKM/s1600/IMG_4532.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNwvGgAT6hsCRgTGZN9MWElzQ4_qyHJ11udIAmNbCZPfdHJDgviL9Ll9HZ7KhxV76F5pzitsbqnAEPJnGn1H8-AgTgFWngECiW8nYdGv3NqpE7J_mjLqTAiJXSREGNuUQCndOIa9-QPUKM/s320/IMG_4532.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655459232453692002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDmEXaNtlRolmRCuMaN_b-7-b6-W4gCjB3ykmK7QH0IpTksxOjDbolFMgTkVGhG26QspGHMeRjJy7onzMxFJbEOWVr3SqIM3a5U3NXlqH3y6BcvtOPBzInqf-I0YieZLVQR2o9KSuaG2b2/s1600/IMG_4575.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgDmEXaNtlRolmRCuMaN_b-7-b6-W4gCjB3ykmK7QH0IpTksxOjDbolFMgTkVGhG26QspGHMeRjJy7onzMxFJbEOWVr3SqIM3a5U3NXlqH3y6BcvtOPBzInqf-I0YieZLVQR2o9KSuaG2b2/s320/IMG_4575.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655462439685045426" /></a><br />I had the shorex manager on my tour as well. Not exactly comfy for me. Her dad talked to me a bit. he was cool. I just feel like I'll get some fucked up warning about something I did tonight. oi. She's really strict. I knew when the tour was over that I had to edit right away. I wasnt happy about it. When I got back though Nathan was editing. .... which I'm like now I gotta wait for this dude. I have a tour in the morning...blah blah blah. Because he told me the day prior " amber we need new footage up as fast as possible so you need to edit after your tour." ok than. Than while I'm dropping my equipment off he just tells me that we don't need to rush. I was kinda shocked. lol. Happy. I now have time to write this blog. lol. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPSLp_IRpnduFIKfO-XEDv0SEVX9Om832-oxiY4WpDwstqQGX094TtSJ32BaYHGIzdIa_hG7PZ4z3JVRdwzDS7h9ZXmHPo19MsamJ69JYs_rIJlDTm7T0_Tmbw5RtcruYnr5v3cmtff49/s1600/IMG_4582.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjIPSLp_IRpnduFIKfO-XEDv0SEVX9Om832-oxiY4WpDwstqQGX094TtSJ32BaYHGIzdIa_hG7PZ4z3JVRdwzDS7h9ZXmHPo19MsamJ69JYs_rIJlDTm7T0_Tmbw5RtcruYnr5v3cmtff49/s320/IMG_4582.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655462435049225154" /></a><br /><br /><br />Well right now I am having a draft beer. lol. A real drink! :-) <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGaA68d1JRQbfeP4WZv6eUQ3vELLOjcWCFuNZGkZ-dlwrTKKouEPUIje9AWJVaQ1j6gaaQNq-Rt24KRMOMKyTm-aFlFGza3MJV0ZMvhRg7iIx0uyxsefd2ONYVkaNBLtYn72gWfCT_f_Jm/s1600/IMG_4553.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiGaA68d1JRQbfeP4WZv6eUQ3vELLOjcWCFuNZGkZ-dlwrTKKouEPUIje9AWJVaQ1j6gaaQNq-Rt24KRMOMKyTm-aFlFGza3MJV0ZMvhRg7iIx0uyxsefd2ONYVkaNBLtYn72gWfCT_f_Jm/s320/IMG_4553.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655462429548509266" /></a><br />We are off to Lahaina Tomorrow. I am doing a hiking tour quite early in the morning. This tour is new as well. Hopefully going to get a haircut by my favorite hair stylist dude. Than we have 5 sea days to get to Tahiti. <br /><br /><br />I took a few pics. I hope they put some spice in my blog entry for the day. lol.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-35407516720458284372011-09-19T12:22:00.000-07:002011-09-19T12:22:00.491-07:00Time for the Crossing, and some changes….some not wanted.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirNkZ0S0cTzb2yVHqXvEAYGKm61woIfEVhBWnjGpKC1ciD06IMbYuADGBuUn1atfssIa5UQyPcIJcncPsc9Wo2El3kOl5uzsKwJoVQgTzYzJBeLUlelPevVQd8L5i8lAClM3PuWJvg0h1X/s1600/crossing9.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirNkZ0S0cTzb2yVHqXvEAYGKm61woIfEVhBWnjGpKC1ciD06IMbYuADGBuUn1atfssIa5UQyPcIJcncPsc9Wo2El3kOl5uzsKwJoVQgTzYzJBeLUlelPevVQd8L5i8lAClM3PuWJvg0h1X/s320/crossing9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652669668661380322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgsqUtFEXrGQP6-Jf-OtjN6kmokfePzeRrrD4PSc_DbLr7Bs3IfuML_a-IANZlvL2gZqd_VjhaAePi7pNba7tBx0Pmrff0LXXupQPs_hP0RhHVYfHoIKrphFciE4F0X2PMJVUwSXMCcjllr/s1600/crossing4.jpg"><img style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 270px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgYWaDMYrdp8PTHg2dRpuYf1ISVZvnAUANZ3FwdeDFqO2o1h_L7ZXA0fGtPtfXPRtF2GCaHwqI4nywxq7bi23VbvV0g4Vxh31SawRfoUWLB4pj_FDNpgO1hd7X9VBBE_ht-ZLQft9ucd2Hg/s320/crossing8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652669450448979426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifTikqzW5-1kaEcz_LmFPZijdpnioO-xzjCuJTF8V6W5C_1Mwa4L_TcYJuAgptHhyphenhypheni0l4DTWzUg24UkqWgEjSQRrwpNZ2KyUlYrmkKQB9T3_sdpfiVq3_5a9gcqS5FoLZetdIurJf7sv_M/s1600/crossing15.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 236px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifTikqzW5-1kaEcz_LmFPZijdpnioO-xzjCuJTF8V6W5C_1Mwa4L_TcYJuAgptHhyphenhypheni0l4DTWzUg24UkqWgEjSQRrwpNZ2KyUlYrmkKQB9T3_sdpfiVq3_5a9gcqS5FoLZetdIurJf7sv_M/s320/crossing15.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652669452515769490" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL2O0VSn2jp9cVUaJi-wgH0qEAnmBrh3LifjDoEe2OKHvj7apt9-Q3wJ8pmARmpDjMEL8CaYyM3PV8YnXkszmhjA343AlIw65suE-FTSgZQW-GxdvJqrOoBEwPE6y_1kLad1jczr4chGX9/s1600/crossing11.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 274px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjL2O0VSn2jp9cVUaJi-wgH0qEAnmBrh3LifjDoEe2OKHvj7apt9-Q3wJ8pmARmpDjMEL8CaYyM3PV8YnXkszmhjA343AlIw65suE-FTSgZQW-GxdvJqrOoBEwPE6y_1kLad1jczr4chGX9/s320/crossing11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652669446147101058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMhLQKHXvjh9X2XZHbs54ZbasT4_kS4fV_Wy_xgdSAda2Oza5MFWMMRgW8QhNNalGW24BjuhDDdKkhSYIIsqFnzySpco9RnVblXRJy255twtoM5xwc6wMbR5Lr6uCwK2NTEWiwNHx6j2d8/s1600/crossing10.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 259px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMhLQKHXvjh9X2XZHbs54ZbasT4_kS4fV_Wy_xgdSAda2Oza5MFWMMRgW8QhNNalGW24BjuhDDdKkhSYIIsqFnzySpco9RnVblXRJy255twtoM5xwc6wMbR5Lr6uCwK2NTEWiwNHx6j2d8/s320/crossing10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652669443183242706" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXNscJsRTRI9KTYqMUZJZv4JI_5pJt2ATwlx6SuMZOyFvb20bWnKxLPIz_CRXHyXS8uxAuyfJB0FzLCi3al8va33CAVRbcEb1i9Cw7neYTeCj58QaPWAzBLInTXu85CIbojjbMZAqE21WK/s1600/crosing13.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhXNscJsRTRI9KTYqMUZJZv4JI_5pJt2ATwlx6SuMZOyFvb20bWnKxLPIz_CRXHyXS8uxAuyfJB0FzLCi3al8va33CAVRbcEb1i9Cw7neYTeCj58QaPWAzBLInTXu85CIbojjbMZAqE21WK/s320/crosing13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652669441273485762" /></a><br />Well we are done with Alaska. I do like Alaska, but I’m def excited to cover some land(..and tours for the matter) that I’ve never encountered! The crossing takes awhile. We hit up Hawaii. If you have read my blog since my first contract you know I did Hawaii for a few months. I am happy to go back. I begged Nate not to put me on an all day tour on Honolulu. Lol. And please for goodness sake not Diamond Head trek! I mean not only is it boring, but it just makes for a lack luster edit. The first two times I managed to make something of it, but I think it’s over-rated. Maybe I didn’t when I first did it. Maybe I should read if I wrote about it. lol. It was like one of my first tours. We are hitting up Lahaina again. The best haircut I ever got was in Lahaina! So, I might be getting one while we are there. It was always the same guy I got my haircut from there, it’s just him, so hopefully dudes still there. <br /><br />We also go to French Polynesia. I am excited for that too. Than we head over to Fiji, than New Zealand to end our turnaround day in Sydney. Joe is excited to see Sydney. It’s cool when he get excited. I say that only because he’s done ships for 8 years, and he’s never been to Australia. I told him he’d like it. But you never know. I didn’t like Sydney the best out of all the things I did, and saw while I Lived there, but it is nice in Australia. <br /><br />For this crazy crossing..people act like we’re never gonna see the light of day for a month of something. Its funny. Well 4 sea days…I’ve done that before. It not new to me, so maybe I’m more laid back about it…? I don’t know. Me, and Nate had to think about some ads to do for turnaround. We had to start from scratch really. I guess this ship hasn’t done that itinerary before. So there was no stock of NZ or anything. We wrote, and shot a simple commercial explaining who we are, and what we do. I liked it. Shooting it was fun that for sure. I should post some outtakes. Lol. I came up with a commercial that I finished a few days ago. I like it. Nate liked it. When we showed Joe, we took his reaction as a good one. Joe is good because if he doesn’t like it… he’ll for sure express it. So, he took his frst reaction as a good one. I liked it. I was thinking about it for some time. I thought of it while at the crew bar no less while joe was DJ-ing. Nate laughed at me because I had a piece of paper with me while at the crew bar. Than a few days later he told me how he had an idea while he and eve were chilling in the crew bar. See! Sometimes you get your best ideas in a bar. Well maybe not all the time. Lol. We are doing a spoof James Bond-esq type commercial too. We are also making an early bird Special Commercial. I liked the idea Nate had. It involves filming in the gallery while it’s insanely busy. The commercials are fun to do. Although mine was a bit frustrating to complete because I couldn’t find the right music! It was soo getting to me. I left it one night till the next day. It’s better to start fresh. <br /><br />Morne is leaving the team. His time is up, and he’ll be heading home. New manager is the same one we had before Morne came. I am looking forward to him coming, just not the half that comes with him. Oi. Tracey was really cool, she left like two cruises ago. She was an awesome Asst Manager. Too bad. I hope these next two months go ok. So, far the roommate situation is going good. Seems I sized this girl up on my last contract fairly wrong. It happens. I have done it before. Yssa will be happy to hear that. Lol. My last roommate…oh lord. All I will say is I’m glad she’s gone. Lol. Savio is leaving. Dino is too fairly soon. The team will be sooo different. With Emily, Morne, Tracey, Savio, and Dino going…makes me sad. They are awesome peeps. <br /><br />I posted some pics from this contract this far. Not too many. I haven’t really partied much this cruise that’s for sure. It’s better that way. Spending less money, less hangovers, and proper sleep. Lol. Trust me I’ve had my night though. Oi. Some crazy cabin parties …that happen to go down randomly…when I least expect to party. Lol. I dressed up for trailer trash disco that we hosted. Really good party. Joe DJ’d. It was a good night!<br /><br />My contract has been good so far, I enjoyed Alaska, I hope the rest of the contract gets even better.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-29439426833522403172011-09-18T11:06:00.000-07:002011-10-20T20:49:39.378-07:00The Great Alaska Lumberjack Show….AgainWell it was my last Ketchikan. Sad to leave Alaska, but gotta move on… straight to NEW ZEALAND!! <br /><br />So excited. <br /><br />Anyway back to my last day. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbY1XbKnvoKYH4QKiIp6aK4knlO3Y_h2tPmma9jttiVOH93x7GSfjKuBFZQlmDCKekKCXGkoo5ynXyRl9lKkA3rc1XfPqsIhs2GRi3_B2YMmzmKKBqelqcJluOFFF3zGcNe_SMO0pMlRYh/s1600/Lumber2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 169px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgbY1XbKnvoKYH4QKiIp6aK4knlO3Y_h2tPmma9jttiVOH93x7GSfjKuBFZQlmDCKekKCXGkoo5ynXyRl9lKkA3rc1XfPqsIhs2GRi3_B2YMmzmKKBqelqcJluOFFF3zGcNe_SMO0pMlRYh/s320/Lumber2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652653628205362002"></a><br /><br />I had the day off again. I only did one tour while in port this cruise. Glacier bay really made things weird since it was the day after Juneau. We also got there a bit later than we normally do, Nate knew what I was in for so he decided to take it easy on me. <br /><br />Joe wanted to see the lumberjack show. I liked it so, I had no problem seeing it again. Its free for crew, so, why not right? <br /><br />I am not sure if I wrote about this before, because I lost my pics due to the snorkel incident. lol. I have pictures now! It was good that I went back, because I wanted to get pics again. I think these are better too because I didn’t have to shoot/work. I got better action shots with my own camera. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPARRD56Aev7WCKv_isvbBFSn6xBLKTzwysGmrAfbR7JpndfznsfxycOPmcxEJHkaY2JAnj7emtHfR_dTWlehBai1HnUvEanQynEN7SJM2lmPMnDFWMaLYgno2TKvYUPiggd4mYcHsz_C3/s1600/lumber4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 162px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiPARRD56Aev7WCKv_isvbBFSn6xBLKTzwysGmrAfbR7JpndfznsfxycOPmcxEJHkaY2JAnj7emtHfR_dTWlehBai1HnUvEanQynEN7SJM2lmPMnDFWMaLYgno2TKvYUPiggd4mYcHsz_C3/s320/lumber4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652659555237875634"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQg2iweUALDqvLnWFopMl1lT7pzBYdzHJg7OnSPgTf6lbZOlfPVKFYbGKvRK06BZi3G9tRC4UJVJAyMTY6eqhZGw2XZ4oPEdT_cO7VEil1vz1xuRtUn8OiCsbCX7NcFWB9VVub6j14KClE/s1600/lumber3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 193px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQg2iweUALDqvLnWFopMl1lT7pzBYdzHJg7OnSPgTf6lbZOlfPVKFYbGKvRK06BZi3G9tRC4UJVJAyMTY6eqhZGw2XZ4oPEdT_cO7VEil1vz1xuRtUn8OiCsbCX7NcFWB9VVub6j14KClE/s320/lumber3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652659551092521554"></a><br />It was what I expected. Joe liked it. He missed some of the humor…only because you have to be from this area, and by that I mean Canada or America to sometimes know what they are referring to. He didn’t miss it all though. I was glad he enjoyed the show. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-2Vgwd_s1-Opr_16nYyU30Fa4QdZuDajbX0BElTgieePkGLx5Tcszpj86iPTAxA4FDP2bUSJL0EfV-sSgstchhH-Z8EQE57B2ZoX-1COPFIBUQZKNXAghGO650v1w44HbMeDQcsuK9uMs/s1600/lumber5.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 230px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg-2Vgwd_s1-Opr_16nYyU30Fa4QdZuDajbX0BElTgieePkGLx5Tcszpj86iPTAxA4FDP2bUSJL0EfV-sSgstchhH-Z8EQE57B2ZoX-1COPFIBUQZKNXAghGO650v1w44HbMeDQcsuK9uMs/s320/lumber5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652660226101108306"></a><br /><br />It was a good show. Our side of the audience won…I was on the American side not the Canadian side. Booo Canada…sorry all my Canadian friends. Lol. The two guys on the American team really were tearing it up. They almost won just about everything. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRSKYOFqVrnJNs3v8o_BaYG6r5Qf9tbIvBmku0iz-ih7Y2RGU_JE6mvRzqtI0X-k4cg2STR9wZ25kGT6NCeCxcKPjMPJo3kPcllUkkBVN6xQbMQP-x9TUcsSn9C563-CymcPyl8N0zbf8L/s1600/lumber6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 130px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRSKYOFqVrnJNs3v8o_BaYG6r5Qf9tbIvBmku0iz-ih7Y2RGU_JE6mvRzqtI0X-k4cg2STR9wZ25kGT6NCeCxcKPjMPJo3kPcllUkkBVN6xQbMQP-x9TUcsSn9C563-CymcPyl8N0zbf8L/s320/lumber6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652660351920036882"></a><br /><br />My favorite event is the tree climbing one. I like it, but it goes so fast! Like in 10 seconds it’s done! A lot of the events are fast. Anything with chopping wood was a bit longer for obvious reasons.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpOoUns58sIP1-lCCRLg0OrOrCOuY07pyrT7IUVFi3lnQA8zibweSkyYj8hxnVYwNE7Q8tPApgETkh0ouMwt0PS509so2R9qYP4MfEu44LUo9klP_SuheTPnm__a2R4FU8VBpBssfIANIr/s1600/lumber7.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 302px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhpOoUns58sIP1-lCCRLg0OrOrCOuY07pyrT7IUVFi3lnQA8zibweSkyYj8hxnVYwNE7Q8tPApgETkh0ouMwt0PS509so2R9qYP4MfEu44LUo9klP_SuheTPnm__a2R4FU8VBpBssfIANIr/s320/lumber7.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652660735154877794"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfFpzhLSWBRjGtOXoOId5sUHpBsVcXEWjbM3UyVGJckYAD0zTzpwUttfxXLV3XDvhLTKgpxe8Q6qDU0krbUCTMIq60b47ZJ-UHcDAUeL-IKvn2acPVlceULw-NwnHSvuikhzblBQbGnxYr/s1600/lumber8.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 271px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgfFpzhLSWBRjGtOXoOId5sUHpBsVcXEWjbM3UyVGJckYAD0zTzpwUttfxXLV3XDvhLTKgpxe8Q6qDU0krbUCTMIq60b47ZJ-UHcDAUeL-IKvn2acPVlceULw-NwnHSvuikhzblBQbGnxYr/s320/lumber8.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652660735448925090"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLl-O_Id1sBck0lEigT3uOMmGKkhYBASI2uAnuJZyBMToSGKgcsIiCjUg8g2t-tu-W5mTRVPdYyhDiHHVGu2TJlSxPVQ7gLUG_NS5IzWSF4tQd-liRXXgfHlaqkYF4CVpuWxOjrm9nV21r/s1600/lumber9.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhLl-O_Id1sBck0lEigT3uOMmGKkhYBASI2uAnuJZyBMToSGKgcsIiCjUg8g2t-tu-W5mTRVPdYyhDiHHVGu2TJlSxPVQ7gLUG_NS5IzWSF4tQd-liRXXgfHlaqkYF4CVpuWxOjrm9nV21r/s320/lumber9.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652660738778959602"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2u0jsCyfbhrPeQ2pry8D6hLHa0E4Qada-0Mb7INFJ3VIWSw_QtAQQ5XUhcO-1X5pCw3Xa9ZT5D5ImwY73u4ceUBo5soquu7Nes2IHrevQPCJb6n4AIZWE7ZzQKjdVUT5gDfQzFI7e2E6J/s1600/lumber10.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 299px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2u0jsCyfbhrPeQ2pry8D6hLHa0E4Qada-0Mb7INFJ3VIWSw_QtAQQ5XUhcO-1X5pCw3Xa9ZT5D5ImwY73u4ceUBo5soquu7Nes2IHrevQPCJb6n4AIZWE7ZzQKjdVUT5gDfQzFI7e2E6J/s320/lumber10.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652660740768718530"></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />They did this one event where they hulled this log up to hit the two standing logs. The first log to hit won. I didn’t get any pics because I was kinda like “what the hell are they doing?” lol They didn’t do it last time. <br /><br />The American Team won over all. I was happy. Joe and I got to do something in port, me not working, not arguing with each other, no rushing-A great time in port. We don’t get to do much with each other in port…tourist-y wise. It was nice to finally have time to do something like that for once. <br /><br />We even got a picture with the lumberjack dudes. Lol. See, I am making a liar out of myself. I never do the picture tourist thing, but this contract I find myself more and more doing the pictures with me in them. Lol. I think that’s three so far. I hate getting my pic taken, but I like having them in the end. lol. Joe wanted it because we never get to do stuff like this together. Joe though loves getting his picture taken though. He’s all for doing touristy stuff. Maybe some of it is rubbing off on me. Lol. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizbOp8t2VvhpVMyIyI0KRhwlRG1N-lVLTfaIi5TBF7wgPtIHdmijBRu5U7sA_cUUAwAY6LYR_RGFBJ2P_IiJqqxaw9xNnPYBKF1IaZ_BORasv8hfwWDIxZ49n5xAGoLot3xwY-4E5prSii/s1600/Lumber13.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 182px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEizbOp8t2VvhpVMyIyI0KRhwlRG1N-lVLTfaIi5TBF7wgPtIHdmijBRu5U7sA_cUUAwAY6LYR_RGFBJ2P_IiJqqxaw9xNnPYBKF1IaZ_BORasv8hfwWDIxZ49n5xAGoLot3xwY-4E5prSii/s320/Lumber13.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652661380887834818"></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkUpcPcI__D6AZca320T2LvWDUeKP35qru7Ql1P_Z2Iz8Ftc0cvOx0Te4YDhEZtcQtRA-beFLUnIOqnXQiDXl-aRO1Ci-qRgvV2EZyOiWNWRBnMvK6NO9ftMiVNCMsiNQgIIcx3GjoC-pX/s1600/lumber14.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkUpcPcI__D6AZca320T2LvWDUeKP35qru7Ql1P_Z2Iz8Ftc0cvOx0Te4YDhEZtcQtRA-beFLUnIOqnXQiDXl-aRO1Ci-qRgvV2EZyOiWNWRBnMvK6NO9ftMiVNCMsiNQgIIcx3GjoC-pX/s320/lumber14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652653030343012386"></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-23416565072868238112011-09-17T11:04:00.000-07:002011-09-17T11:04:00.618-07:00Good Bye Skagway<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs7DLnQXiZtpem9ibg2QfTXtK7jm1SjBxYxsPhlDEHWVOS0TaTg3H23VxL8i89MLeqT5dW7bGmDQmItNxoEtN0jNoQCQhqGxjeIbU3QHZeD8oMRNtj6YjFYlSLf9vMJdwrXFKYjCp3Uqdp/s1600/SKAGWAY1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhs7DLnQXiZtpem9ibg2QfTXtK7jm1SjBxYxsPhlDEHWVOS0TaTg3H23VxL8i89MLeqT5dW7bGmDQmItNxoEtN0jNoQCQhqGxjeIbU3QHZeD8oMRNtj6YjFYlSLf9vMJdwrXFKYjCp3Uqdp/s320/SKAGWAY1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652652050512712562" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhycB5DO72MojdvjOdVtZU69-4zcGjfwdNRxHUN_FdxLyCFVUZFtNGxnhmmR9pxQ8gAP3KF_sgZRY_kClqGr8ffZlxMe0pp0DPbP3hnh6mCKaq8249x54rZH5ZQ-xcNEqYibz2Tvk3EiSMO/s1600/Skagway7.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhycB5DO72MojdvjOdVtZU69-4zcGjfwdNRxHUN_FdxLyCFVUZFtNGxnhmmR9pxQ8gAP3KF_sgZRY_kClqGr8ffZlxMe0pp0DPbP3hnh6mCKaq8249x54rZH5ZQ-xcNEqYibz2Tvk3EiSMO/s320/Skagway7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652652070587624818" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxk1ZvU32_Dm2vLKzLl45bSXZhvOZxa3ye0vGDvN4GMm6sIz-bwZsBOnd9K7TFTPlsuU4ErwU71iWgllR9JHoHniL4EINt1vIcGobllRUgGLhnI0x9C1WUr__gnMNl7FZ3bqERFGctPJWa/s1600/Skagway6.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxk1ZvU32_Dm2vLKzLl45bSXZhvOZxa3ye0vGDvN4GMm6sIz-bwZsBOnd9K7TFTPlsuU4ErwU71iWgllR9JHoHniL4EINt1vIcGobllRUgGLhnI0x9C1WUr__gnMNl7FZ3bqERFGctPJWa/s320/Skagway6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652652065993877074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44QV6fBjnjH_P7eZfm3bVOHX0KTjfAgFi992rF5dJcz5Qaf3GXhO83e-oN7tvjHqWdrMTg86UgpWLYIr6yxktRMNynvUE44nfWr29XigBP6YJ_Dx0sdWgKvdqt3lIbamzR7Ja7o3lD1Wp/s1600/SKagway2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh44QV6fBjnjH_P7eZfm3bVOHX0KTjfAgFi992rF5dJcz5Qaf3GXhO83e-oN7tvjHqWdrMTg86UgpWLYIr6yxktRMNynvUE44nfWr29XigBP6YJ_Dx0sdWgKvdqt3lIbamzR7Ja7o3lD1Wp/s320/SKagway2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652652055207961778" /></a><br /><br />My last Skagway and it was spent….in the early morning editing…than trying to nap around 10am. Than once I realized I needed to go to the store I got up at noon to spend like two hours on my phone getting fresh air. <br /><br />Last Skagway I was on the Skagway streetcar Tour. This tour guide was awesome. She knew how to tell a story. I loved the tour just for that. It was about the gold rush of course. <br /><br />There was this part of the tour where we go in and they start the show (while I fiddle with my tripod because it was being stupid) but the show was lame. Lol. They made the biggest deal about me not filming and it was lame anyway. Lol. <br /><br />The best part of the tour was when we went to the cemetery and Mariah our tour guide told the story of Soapy Smith. I liked her rendition so I put it in the edit. I wish I had more visuals. I got what I could for b-roll. I downloaded some pics to kinda kill some of the lame visuals I had. When she told some of the story on the streetcar I got noting but the back of her head. Lol. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASu6vunJSTKB2zFxAGyiUUBbsUWeetwV2kZqjUhQPWz2fa6MPVtwb_KG6LwBGzPMW-hh9pedxaYaO3nx9ICbGCMAzeHA1WX3d35NofLG8H9r601I1DXvXKds6o-Pi8aGUbXVrxSZ617bz/s1600/Skagway5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgASu6vunJSTKB2zFxAGyiUUBbsUWeetwV2kZqjUhQPWz2fa6MPVtwb_KG6LwBGzPMW-hh9pedxaYaO3nx9ICbGCMAzeHA1WX3d35NofLG8H9r601I1DXvXKds6o-Pi8aGUbXVrxSZ617bz/s320/Skagway5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652652422101452290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-UFn6iHgjq661XkxAub7i6Gn8K_vYXl3Xt97bX5Q-qM3MOkxctVDQYjD6GL84jS6wtB8z4MAGcTqYBQ9WXer87g-wJrFvqL8aveCixAN9JkHrageVjvAkaocoQeKFWBo25PgO_v4SNPv_/s1600/Skagway3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 253px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh-UFn6iHgjq661XkxAub7i6Gn8K_vYXl3Xt97bX5Q-qM3MOkxctVDQYjD6GL84jS6wtB8z4MAGcTqYBQ9WXer87g-wJrFvqL8aveCixAN9JkHrageVjvAkaocoQeKFWBo25PgO_v4SNPv_/s320/Skagway3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652652419646243042" /></a><br /><br />My last Skagway was…uneventful unfortunately. I did get a last minute gift for my dad though. He’s hella hard to get a gift for. Oh! And I got my Triscuits! Lol. As well as a coffee, and coffee cake. But me being sleep deprived, I was more concerned with grabbing a napkin for my condensating drink , and I left my coffee cake on the counter! Well I saved myself from eating junk. I would have liked it though! I blame me being tired, and delirious. Lol. My sister called me stupid. Lol which….I was haha. <br /><br />I don’t have many pics from the tour of the street car, so I added a few I took while in port. ☺Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-16620450271225184272011-09-16T10:58:00.000-07:002011-09-16T10:58:00.417-07:00My Best Glacier Bay!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJbhTQWC-TP3S5-kkLawwc8tWrK2TskzF4S13myE9pihKYvYAo92GqKMM0dJ7ir4MRUpH5Z7WmlcnaGXRj5Kn1NGeRM2J5CX90VVEJ5HX2OcHwS7p4M-nlMZH4TCvHoxwmjOFZhMatMXoW/s1600/GB1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 94px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjJbhTQWC-TP3S5-kkLawwc8tWrK2TskzF4S13myE9pihKYvYAo92GqKMM0dJ7ir4MRUpH5Z7WmlcnaGXRj5Kn1NGeRM2J5CX90VVEJ5HX2OcHwS7p4M-nlMZH4TCvHoxwmjOFZhMatMXoW/s320/GB1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652650563208096642" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUF-CpHL8ZBzFiE9GCdNcGJtl99hSQMCFNK5XuKpvSlFmgm2CajObKN3ZCzTTKGIv2LR1C0lav-esH3pDQsuxIeoswlynIjvHrF-q8QBQ5gmQyAT0rVlceu1TfLqYzneDkOXliKubNzHgn/s1600/GB3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjUF-CpHL8ZBzFiE9GCdNcGJtl99hSQMCFNK5XuKpvSlFmgm2CajObKN3ZCzTTKGIv2LR1C0lav-esH3pDQsuxIeoswlynIjvHrF-q8QBQ5gmQyAT0rVlceu1TfLqYzneDkOXliKubNzHgn/s320/GB3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652650774706083298" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGAuLwnFT8FPpDLYii33N2e5cFg-nxQhJyGgCD7G2Lrgh_1icdJ83_OSdWVEDA1gvaqWxueWhL86jcsmSWIIx-B6QOXqKYtWLvspXLSIDMLihKhDdzMFlKQ3PAsLld-heGQW7kg_AvkKjl/s1600/GB2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhGAuLwnFT8FPpDLYii33N2e5cFg-nxQhJyGgCD7G2Lrgh_1icdJ83_OSdWVEDA1gvaqWxueWhL86jcsmSWIIx-B6QOXqKYtWLvspXLSIDMLihKhDdzMFlKQ3PAsLld-heGQW7kg_AvkKjl/s320/GB2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652650770975766786" /></a><br />I have had such bad luck with the big events of Alaska. Those being Glacier Bay, and the Tracey Arm DVD. They have to be longer, and a bit better in quality than an average tour Edit. Ya know you have the ranger, or naturalist commentary, with the scenics, and all that jazz. <br /><br />Every cruise me, and Nate would alternate the big edit. Well I was doing good with the wildlife, but Nate- every time he would have the big edit he had the best freakin weather! He got one flawless Glacier Bay, and one really nice Tracey arm, and the ship was able to get even closer to the south sawyer Glacier! A really great edit! I always get up hella early and you can’t see anything! Even when I shoot sailaway…you couldn’t even see the Golden Gate Bridge until the ship was right underneath it!! <br /><br />The nice day I was supposed to have Glacier Bay I was sick, so Nate got the great weather again! <br /><br />Well, this time it finally happened! I had a great day to shoot in Glacier Bay. Nate got up early to get the rangers onboard, and he got some beautiful morning scenic shots!! Really nice colors, and everything. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRECQIKSa2Q9d_IXX9AwAUmwbV-pjWNe-WAPa3LYQpWNnzZ23-ZAG4i4La8q_oGlBMypy4OkTHeXwR9pof0pRpE8GnmDAzRs5rB7fA32t59AhG4kBLw8NbDVVewZehF3uMmCphbIWOnyai/s1600/GB4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRECQIKSa2Q9d_IXX9AwAUmwbV-pjWNe-WAPa3LYQpWNnzZ23-ZAG4i4La8q_oGlBMypy4OkTHeXwR9pof0pRpE8GnmDAzRs5rB7fA32t59AhG4kBLw8NbDVVewZehF3uMmCphbIWOnyai/s320/GB4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652650949543585058" /></a><br />I really enjoyed the day. It’s a long shoot day, but worth it. We got there later than normal. I had Ranger Emily for my commentary again. She does good commentary. It was nice to work with someone that I worked with before. You usually have a different ranger onboard doing the commentary each cruise. She is good with doing the intros, makes it easier on me. Lol. <br /><br />All the footage didn’t get done capturing till like 9pm. I didn’t start editing till 10pm. Of course I napped, when I got to editing I didn’t feel all disorganized like I did my first Glacier Bay which was good. I wasn’t getting tired, and it was around 3:30am. I just kept going, it ended up being 6:30am. That’s when I started to get tired. I just decided to finish it. I was up till like 8am editing. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQQ6l17yvw_mF4qFIPfDNop-RJiIhODp3DXuGA0xNiu8w20AVMImCxsKd5D0Oyo1rtZPb7DQp78yawvtVaa_8k2g6JAxyvjshGKbQvmTugEDZGX2l1NOnhFshmhP__r7qyn1s0gLpGdPlP/s1600/GB8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQQ6l17yvw_mF4qFIPfDNop-RJiIhODp3DXuGA0xNiu8w20AVMImCxsKd5D0Oyo1rtZPb7DQp78yawvtVaa_8k2g6JAxyvjshGKbQvmTugEDZGX2l1NOnhFshmhP__r7qyn1s0gLpGdPlP/s320/GB8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652651250810821282" /></a><br />It ended up being like a half hour. I think it’s alright. I like it. My last Glacier Bay even though it was gloom, and doom out I thought the edit was alright, too short though. I really condensed things too much. I just didn’t have enough scenic shots. You couldn’t see anything. Lol. This edit was better, for sure. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlknz_aiZpwf0TnVhJyD_iu-XJViRT1tvB2r-2rL3T-l2MxcKBTkSe_5QqfpjEyclYDwtQUrq7A7db9B2GAKvKCujt_Arx240TSuK8QtxDsjD3-OVif8U-ICkEpJlyj5gnDTepHMxpxwxZ/s1600/GB7.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhlknz_aiZpwf0TnVhJyD_iu-XJViRT1tvB2r-2rL3T-l2MxcKBTkSe_5QqfpjEyclYDwtQUrq7A7db9B2GAKvKCujt_Arx240TSuK8QtxDsjD3-OVif8U-ICkEpJlyj5gnDTepHMxpxwxZ/s320/GB7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652651251472254914" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-38062411502087407842011-09-15T10:42:00.000-07:002011-09-15T10:56:28.023-07:00Finally My last whale watch for the season!!My only tour for the cruise, and it was whale watching. Booooo. Nate did whale watching last cruise, so I was stuck on lame whale watching for the last cruise in Alaska. <br /><br />It was evening whale watching, which meant I got a full on meal. <br /><br />It was nice in Juneau. Which doesn’t always happen. The sun was starting to go down, it made for some nice scenic shots. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfflaaBk7E1wIJjG4chUR4D4d4g5V91rMU7HTSmOgplCbPlMFh31LINxZcecaXA6FyjZXisSDzvvkjSe2Ajq7ZRlT2-lLN6smqTizdBev3jeGt5_hBqYRbTZdACAD8pw2QTtIz9Ga1Py_i/s1600/WW4.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 170px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfflaaBk7E1wIJjG4chUR4D4d4g5V91rMU7HTSmOgplCbPlMFh31LINxZcecaXA6FyjZXisSDzvvkjSe2Ajq7ZRlT2-lLN6smqTizdBev3jeGt5_hBqYRbTZdACAD8pw2QTtIz9Ga1Py_i/s320/WW4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652644494295223138" /></a><br />When I got on board there was a big table set up with food. I hadn’t eaten yet so I was happy. Lol. The whale watching was a bit different though. We went out, but than we kina just chilled in the same spot. When you go on the regular whale watching they travel a bit further down the channel…or fiord or whatever. Lol. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjQGEZr1KxjFSjI2JN79DohI1Ig7wO_t9VwDhERL5vRnPIWc1V1et8GZKnxTGsR_JdKUTZxLAOoUMTu8_lENO75nKuP34itFsTaTqLmdlI84CbRIG6Hn5ddbQPwebPo2a-rue8cFjiQXr/s1600/WW5.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 173px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEjQGEZr1KxjFSjI2JN79DohI1Ig7wO_t9VwDhERL5vRnPIWc1V1et8GZKnxTGsR_JdKUTZxLAOoUMTu8_lENO75nKuP34itFsTaTqLmdlI84CbRIG6Hn5ddbQPwebPo2a-rue8cFjiQXr/s320/WW5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652646712096072834" /></a><br /><br />We didn’t see much. That nice scenery was about it. We saw some humpbacks that were “napping” apparently. It was hard to get in front, But than again I didn’t try that hard either. It was cold as hell out even though it was nice-“looking” out. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTg8tjb1rpnSrLTDodaBz3Erb7q0aPY4kne03frJWTxDlsbZNBa3sw5pn6gV8aebG7MVoXDIFvGsV9v18Lo5DI5mZaI42rvvBGyelrbRih7JV85w5DUvU7eepCNNCqWoi52-mj6HrGMptA/s1600/WW2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhTg8tjb1rpnSrLTDodaBz3Erb7q0aPY4kne03frJWTxDlsbZNBa3sw5pn6gV8aebG7MVoXDIFvGsV9v18Lo5DI5mZaI42rvvBGyelrbRih7JV85w5DUvU7eepCNNCqWoi52-mj6HrGMptA/s320/WW2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652645043353994050" /></a><br /><br />There was one cool thing that happened though. Everyone was looking off the port side of the boat, I was in the back, so, I was just chilling. No whale was coming up anytime soon. I was chilling near the back, I was looking toward the sunset, and I just happen to see a whale just poke its head out of the water. Not a sound was heard, but it was massive close to the boat. I pointed to show a passenger, but slow reaction- she missed it. I was amazed. That never happened to me. The naturalist was kinda … well not the best. Lol. She was nice and corporative, but not the best for good sound bites. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtvBCMGbJHMaziL1YLELSeyTJVXyyHaF7aG_2wdAUv9XqjTSYj3R1XZRMgxC4scQcK4-5VuSekdPpGEXmS58m8yR7zoeKt0JInWKQSoqD_S8Gt38xkpBQCvSbh6UmdK-paRycz2qCo9uD/s1600/WW3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBtvBCMGbJHMaziL1YLELSeyTJVXyyHaF7aG_2wdAUv9XqjTSYj3R1XZRMgxC4scQcK4-5VuSekdPpGEXmS58m8yR7zoeKt0JInWKQSoqD_S8Gt38xkpBQCvSbh6UmdK-paRycz2qCo9uD/s320/WW3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652644659157406722" /></a><br /><br />I did eat. My cool whale encounter, and the food was the highlight. Pretty sad. Lol They had blueberries. I noticed no one really liked the blueberries. What is wrong with these people!? I love em. We never get them on the ship…well at least they aren’t readily available to crew. <br /><br /><br />After I had my fair share of food, some more solitary whales not doing much. Than we made our way back. The sun was setting- very beautiful. On the other side of the sky the moon was rising. I liked all the colors. Oranges, greens, blue, purple. Just great. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjuBmmuT1c5jcJRr90jkokZz2-wV3biPH5ZEu3aQv0eogyDyu3rkJafNuVgwkKC-uKS9WHkFvuU6-_OLiY2cEPTbqVxJ6tvm3ZAXgY4fgeEGhXc_ldMCNd9DFFQbV0_bhSevkBJXsjgNyh/s1600/WW1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhjuBmmuT1c5jcJRr90jkokZz2-wV3biPH5ZEu3aQv0eogyDyu3rkJafNuVgwkKC-uKS9WHkFvuU6-_OLiY2cEPTbqVxJ6tvm3ZAXgY4fgeEGhXc_ldMCNd9DFFQbV0_bhSevkBJXsjgNyh/s320/WW1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652645041306705922" /></a><br />It wasn’t a bad day in Juneau. The good thing about Alaska in the last days of the season-SALES! All the stores close pretty much when the ships aren’t there...which is all winter. So they try to get rid of as much as possible. So, if you are planning a cruise, the last few weeks of the season aren’t to bad to go. I got some last minutes gifts for my niece, and nephews, and small things for someone I might forget once I’m home. Lol. It happens.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-44168538158878926182011-09-05T10:35:00.000-07:002011-09-05T11:17:46.716-07:00Haines-My first Live Bear Encounter!For a very Small town I actually like Haines. The wildlife cant get any better besides actually being in the middle of some random woods. Lol. All the best tours are there. <br /><br />When I did the Wildlife Kroschel Films center other ppl that were on the ferry raved about seeing these bears. So, I decided to take that tour and try my luck. <br /><br />It was the Nature Hike, and wildlife expedition tour. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHK7vHRAZEQZK1RbXAWdiMLXvKDXPs8y87uvIjd9vsf-CLkFYePAorJ7P-k2Lgy0XfYgzfW8HS0HGTdOasgNfX0342s48kgn7sUZ91LMyQFORgaERh0czkmBeZPilH_jQ1HBV8AZghdcM2/s1600/Hbears6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHK7vHRAZEQZK1RbXAWdiMLXvKDXPs8y87uvIjd9vsf-CLkFYePAorJ7P-k2Lgy0XfYgzfW8HS0HGTdOasgNfX0342s48kgn7sUZ91LMyQFORgaERh0czkmBeZPilH_jQ1HBV8AZghdcM2/s320/Hbears6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648940403075675458" /></a><br /><br />Our two guides were these enthusiastic chicks. Very cool. Very laid back. Made you feel comfortable. Straight away they said “Our goal is to look for bears. Is that okay with you guys?” of course that’s okay. That’s what we came for!! Although I want to see a wild moose really bad. :-/<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVnQAHo2WQ8gtmh-QlXVYoJ-tg0rF8C6kV79-BnLRLjbUCv-1vrJmdiqFlYPX_iE1H0DlakxMAB88NeUe_JJefGPuIfeE2CpVn7odxL1uE0jYhU61a3lPR7ddaBmbBL54o3ekOKhyphenhyphenPAVJf/s1600/Hbears5.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 210px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVnQAHo2WQ8gtmh-QlXVYoJ-tg0rF8C6kV79-BnLRLjbUCv-1vrJmdiqFlYPX_iE1H0DlakxMAB88NeUe_JJefGPuIfeE2CpVn7odxL1uE0jYhU61a3lPR7ddaBmbBL54o3ekOKhyphenhyphenPAVJf/s320/Hbears5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648939946716781730" /></a><br /><br />We headed north along the river. Nice views. This tour happened in mid August If I remember correctly. They said that is perfect time for seeing bears because the salmon are coming in at this time. <br /><br />At our first stop for sure the bears were there. Brown bears, a mother and three cubs. I was … on awe really. Finally a really bear …in the wild!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNRELr1LnRvau2V_2TbUoifgfJxHDZefCvQEiOWImRaSPvHx31sxAvEHXCoonxSWXJoVFg6lZbXBUXEbca_VpsQptxhBc36zurUQtJ8eB2J5l4c2qmOwIWwPkRpl2q4Zcf7cTxQRqRraDZ/s1600/Hbear1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 232px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhNRELr1LnRvau2V_2TbUoifgfJxHDZefCvQEiOWImRaSPvHx31sxAvEHXCoonxSWXJoVFg6lZbXBUXEbca_VpsQptxhBc36zurUQtJ8eB2J5l4c2qmOwIWwPkRpl2q4Zcf7cTxQRqRraDZ/s320/Hbear1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648939938934720114" /></a><br />I got really good footage of the bear going along the river looking for salmon. Than the mother bear went swimming. Very cool. The cubs were two are first, than the third appeared. We stayed there for a few minutes. It was raining, but it wasn’t freezing. I got some nice shots of an eagle, and the scenery! Very nice!!<br /><br /><br />Than we moved on further along the river to the lake. One thing I love about Alaska is the color of the water. The glacial silt of course makes it that way. But it never gets old to me. The lake had a nice view for sure. I did a 180 pan of still to seem together later. <br /><br />We were about to leave. We all got on the bus, than this lady like damn near screamed “ ooooh there’s a bear. Look!!” There was this massive bear on the road, just coming from the forest!! They crossed the road to get to the river, and lake. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfhiioxTMFqoehARB8oupOEJUUBxgnUjyrCe6NV42ebWZpSeZuFQH3Hpc-QC3UVxQPMMS0-4Md5j2HLArv0D_-2At_9DB6mSzGSQGyd_XqhJ-KpaRZc9Q0xztCMQvKS_iAA1RBiLikUCy4/s1600/Hbears1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 276px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjfhiioxTMFqoehARB8oupOEJUUBxgnUjyrCe6NV42ebWZpSeZuFQH3Hpc-QC3UVxQPMMS0-4Md5j2HLArv0D_-2At_9DB6mSzGSQGyd_XqhJ-KpaRZc9Q0xztCMQvKS_iAA1RBiLikUCy4/s320/Hbears1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648939940169163826" /></a><br /><br />They were scary close! Very awesome shots of the bears just chilling in the water, and swimming. This mother had two cubs, and she also had a fishing rod in its mouth ☹ <br /><br />We were right above them!! So close. We stayed to take a look for a few minutes. We went back to the first set of bears to see what they were doing, to see if they were still there. <br /><br />They were! This time on the dam type thingy catching fish! Saw them really jacking fish up. Lol<br /><br />We eventually had to leave there, but headed back to the lake to check the 2nd set of bears out, and to take this joke of a hike. Lol I took some footage of it, but never used it. the bears were still chilling in the river, but we checked them out from down the road. Hey I was okay with it gave me a different shot. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc78PJJ_FiAZeIG1kwA4Qs5R5QBt4nr47ElG3_zeoVFl3KoNh313YGBazBx5Ce7hrUNTxYztSNElox8kOv72kje7y3hQ5046dndLzrR5QUtBzeR3KB-6fJrxajj3XQsdzCaIjTHw8gPwIk/s1600/Hbears3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhc78PJJ_FiAZeIG1kwA4Qs5R5QBt4nr47ElG3_zeoVFl3KoNh313YGBazBx5Ce7hrUNTxYztSNElox8kOv72kje7y3hQ5046dndLzrR5QUtBzeR3KB-6fJrxajj3XQsdzCaIjTHw8gPwIk/s320/Hbears3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648939939713375250" /></a><br /><br />We were pretty much done with the bears. But we headed to this old bakery, well it used to be a bakery, until all the woman’s kids went to college and that. The property was on some awesome land. Very nice. Harbor seals, eagles, nice scenic views! Than the ladies showed us were this eagles nest was, and it actually had some baby eagles in it! Usually you seem the nests, but nothing is going on. You had to look through the hole of trees just to get the right view of it. Had to be at the right angle, and position to see it. I thought it was cool. I managed to get a shot of it with my camera, but they had this scope to see the nest up close. Amazing these scopes! So clear, I could see everything!! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jrjMws_1mnvPXKtMXphaiYJpl6qV3k15gTd5HOXF68hWPWdAPV-SLqWN4D5ZMwm9IPnq15qA3hv-U2_ZWQnIosI-hptzyNZDPhMUC-EWEuhYZdAwu-YoXH8Y-JxcQJIHuq7yvcAAPzKf/s1600/Hbears4.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0jrjMws_1mnvPXKtMXphaiYJpl6qV3k15gTd5HOXF68hWPWdAPV-SLqWN4D5ZMwm9IPnq15qA3hv-U2_ZWQnIosI-hptzyNZDPhMUC-EWEuhYZdAwu-YoXH8Y-JxcQJIHuq7yvcAAPzKf/s320/Hbears4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648939945098803810" /></a><br />After that we ate, num-num. Always a good ending to a tour. Lol. <br /><br />Great tour, my first Bear sightings, and such a good one! I never got lucky on the ship and never saw one on shore or anything. Well I’m glad these were my first bears! <br /><br />I also in my magnet collecting made my Haines magnet be a brown bear to represent my first time seeing brown bears! Yes, Dork, I know. Lol.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-63331410275216397732011-09-03T20:32:00.000-07:002011-09-03T20:32:00.222-07:00The Bering Sea Crab Tour
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<br />I knew I had to do this tour eventually.
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<br />Its been on Reflections soooo many times. I've had other videographers rave about it.
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<br />frankly I was sick of this tour, and I never have been on it myself. I had no interest to do this tour simply because people do that "Omg Its soo great, ya gotta do this tour!"
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<br />I requested this tour because there are some guys that were on the deadlist Catch(the show on Discovery channel) I knew my mom liked the show(or at least i think she does...i could be mistaken. lol) But I thought to myself " Amber you gotta do it at least once"
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<br />So I did it.
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<br />Right away the Captain came up to me, we introduced ourselves, and he immediately had suggestions on where I should shot from. awesome. You could tell they have been used to having the Videographer on board. I didnt feel like I was bothering them with anything. Was totally comfortable with asking question and about them wearing a mic. (sometimes i hate to ask cause you know ppl are just not ok with it. you hate to have that friction there right off the start of the tour)
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<br />On this tour there was a lot of story telling. I loved everyone! The personalities of all the crew were stellar! I really enjoyed this tour.
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<br />They did everything live. getting the crap pods, letting us look at them up close and personal. The snow crab people got to hold.
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<br />We also go some really great views of some Bald Eagles. Closer than I usually get to see them. There was this ginormous Nest! there was also this nice Pair just chilling on top of a tree. We were really close to shore. Very awesome.
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<br />The one guy told a story on how him and his fellow crewman almost died in freezing temps. Captain Dave talked about how He got started, and why he keeps coming back to Alaska. He actually went to school for business. His parents DID NOT want him to get into fishing. It can be dangerous. Worry is warranted I think. Hell I'm on a cruise ship and mom still worries about me. lol.
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<br />I loved the tour!! I remember my one senior (that I had for only 2 weeks-but anyway lol) how he told he did this tour every cruise. I was like "wow dude" lol. He loved it. I immediately thought of him when I was done and thought..." yep he was right!"
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<br />I liked it so much i was a dork again and got my pic with the dudes. lol
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<br />Well this tour was all about the bears.
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<br />I went on this one before,and DID NOT SEE ONE BEAR. It was too nice a day in Ketchikan. Too hot. just nada on the Bears.
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<br />A couple cruises later my Senior does the same tour, and he got mega Bear Footage! Phenomenal! I have to say as a videographer... i think we all strive to get the best fooage(that includes best of other videographers-lol) That was last cruise.
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<br />This cruise I was determined to get some black bears. I got Brown Bears in Haines. I wanted to add that experience to my collection.
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<br />Went out early morning. Now Nate's tour was in the afternoon. Time of day sometimes is everything ya know. As soon as i remembers that i went in the morning last time i thought "oh no I aint gonna see one damn bear....but wait it hella cold out, maybe I'll get something"
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<br />So the tour goes on... the tour guides are on the radio" hey, has anyone spotted anything?" no one spotted anything.
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<br />We are on the suspension bridges (its over the habitat to not interfere too much) I get some scenics (and I must say I got some SICK shots) An hour goes by...NOTHING! I start think "shit...another wasted tour. I gotta make an edit out of eagles and Salmon."
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<br />SO than This one lady spots the Saw and two cubs.
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<br />PRAISE JESUS!
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<br />hahaha. I was like finally. I might get something decent. They stuck around long enough to get a good edit. its was just that small group, but dammit god enough. The one thing i got that I thought was cool was one of the cubs climbing the tree!! very cool.
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<br />I got some blue Herring as well. I thought that was cool. They have this raptor center where they have a rescued Owl, and Bald eagle. I just dont care for filming that stuff. I like the WILD aspect of Alaska. I feel cheated when I see animals in captivity and they pass it off as wild. they are rescued...thats great and all, but i'd rather see them in the wild. I mean I am lucky to see most of the stuff I see, but >>>ok ok ok. I am being picky. I cant help it. maybe I'm spoiled with what i've gotten to do!
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<br />I am lucky!! Turned out to be a good day! Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-89664859303289758682011-09-01T19:08:00.000-07:002011-09-01T19:59:37.300-07:00I have to catch up!!So I havent posted in forever! I know I am sorry> I've been up to alot. Enjoying my job/time on the ship. I just never have time to get online and post something...with pics. :-( uploading video is just nearly impossible.
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<br />Today I was forced to go on this tour that involved shooting for the dreaded web shorex project. This damn Project has been going on for like 2 years! I think more than that actually from what my Senior tells me. F-ing ridiculous.
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<br />Well This tour was the Mendenhall Glacier Canoeing Adventure. I did something similar to this last year when i first was in Alaska. I had no interest in doing it again. I'm a variety type person. if I already did it... the Spark is gone ya know.
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<br />well back to the tour. This tour was a simple canoe up to the glacier have a quick snack... and canoe back. I wasnt really looking forward to this tour not only because It was something i had already did, but because when I looked outside it was dreadful. rain, cold, not a very picturesque day for video thats for sure. I also only had 4 ppl from princess with me on tour as well.
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<br />When we go the spot where we "launch" the canoe, if you will, weather was great! Sun was great, with beautiful clouds. Just gorgeous. I also did not have to canoe. everyone was ok with that. it was surprising. We had some other ppl on the canoe with us from other ships in port.
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<br />I have to say the fact that everything was so pretty it was worth it. We canoed by icebergs! It was awesome. I got some really cool shots. I hope when I review it it isnt too shaking since i had to do handheld. I dont think it looked bad ....while shooting, but when you review it it s different story.
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<br />We got closer and closer to the glacier...of course it got hella cold. lol. I was prepared thankfully. lol. We got so close...we started thinking....myself included.."um how close are we gonna get to this glacier???" lol We saw a glacier waterfall. Some perfect blue ice! than we went to this one iceberg...it was an archway. very cool. I got to touch the glacial ice! I was so excited to be so close to something that massive....and pretty that I asked for someone to take a picture of me in front of this iceberg! I NEVER do this. It is rare that I get pics with me in them.
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<br />Absolutely breathtaking tour! So glad I got to cover this tour. the Passengers I was with to were hilarious. Very comfy to be around. fun Ladies. they did an awesome interview for me!
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-2761062889985134592011-07-29T13:33:00.000-07:002011-09-05T11:51:04.401-07:00A Once in a lifetime Whale Watching Adventure.In Juneau it was my turn to do the whale watching. We always have to do the whale watching, it’s a main attraction for Alaska. <br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dz2CvvAxIHSs2cRzfeevZD12qd8Y4N8WP84A1KmlZhAfO7a3FfeWy1GM1HFElSvoSlecP1zb7n34azrGcajuA' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />I think I am becoming…more professional. Before I use to be like “oh I don’t want to bother people with a mic, or bother them by asking them anything” blah blah blah. Now, I think like… ”If I don’t ask them I’m gonna have a shitty edit.” Lol<br /><br />So, I sought out the naturalist and mic’d her up. She was good with her narration. I used a great del with it. <br /><br />I’ve done too many whale watching edits with just music. If I get bored watching damn right other people are gonna. Lol. I mean part of the tour is learning about the animals we are desperately trying to see. A little educational narration helps keep it interesting…also let you know what the hell you are seeing. Lol. <br /><br />The tour started out with one Male Orca whale. By himself….which is not the norm with Orca whales. They’re usually in large pods. I got some okay shots. My editing made them better. Lol. I thought “okay Orca whale….off to a good start.” I got a little bummed because This tour was packed!! I had to battle to get a spot…which I normally don’t have to do. <br /><br />We moved on to see a number of Humpback whales chilling out. The naturalist counted 6 whales. They started bubble net feed. Which is always cool to see. I could not for the life of me get a good shot of this. It happens at random. You don’t know where they’ll pop up. I had passengers in my way. I kept missing where they popped up. I was getting frustrated. I mean Yeah I got some good tails and fins and al that jazz. I couldn’t get the great stuff. I missed the ONLY whale breeching because a passengers head was in the way. I was bummed! I was determined. At this point I started praying. Lol. No lie. Whale watching to me is a by luck thing- at least I think so. <br /><br />We move on to a different area. We hit a pod of Orca Whale. YAY! Prayers were answered. I got a Spy Hop, and a few jumps. I was happy. We left the area, and stopped at this island where Habor seals hang out. We start to head back to the dock. The end of the tour was approaching. I thought well I got some decent stuff. By this time it was still a really good whale watching tour. Better than most I’ve had. We stop again, I was like ok last chance to get something good. There were a crazy amount of whales. I got a spot in front thank God. At this point I didn’t know what was gonna happen since there were so many I just kept recording. All of a sudden right in the center of my frame 14 humpback Whales come up to gulp all the fish from bubble netting!! I was shocked. I didn’t zoom, move the Camera or anything. I left the camera there to record. Lol. They were so close. <br /><br />I thought to myself “yes, that just made the best whale watch, and the best edit I’ll do.” Than a “Thank You Lord” quickly after. Lol. <br /><br />I felt extremely lucky that it happened right in front of me. The only thing I wish I did was have my boom mic attached not just the lav mic for the narration, just so I could have gotten the noise from the whales. They were that close that I could have picked up some crazy epic whale audio. <br /><br />My whale watching edit has gotten a lot of attention. I am lucky!! I did some cool zooming in and slow motion in the edit to kinda slowly relive what happens. When I was watching it I felt my self wanting to see that part once again….and again. So I did one regular run through, than scaled in and slowed it down. Worked out really good. <br /><br />I don’t think I’ve ever have such a great whale watching experience. Orca whales, breeching, spy hop, and a crazy amount of Humpback Whales bubble net feeding…I don’t think it get better than that. <br /><br />Oh but wait…it did. We pull up the dock and the passengers are disembarking. I always get off last. I was just chilling, than this passenger says to me “hey if you want a free shot there is this eagle right on the shore.” I said “REALLY?! I rushed upstairs on the boat, and there was a Bald Eagle eating a salmon right on the shore. I couldn’t get a steady enough shot on the boat. Finally I get off, and I get a great close up of the Eagle. <br /><br />Great day! ☺Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-59228232761486258302011-07-28T13:25:00.000-07:002011-09-05T11:59:40.700-07:00Snorkeling in Alaska?!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DoIEvZHGSdRuY99rygrcPngL75mIWjXmuvKE7Zi3tcktuMf5_t2xd37RnLGUksO91TPdBdEFcvjHp85HdY8HxQTN0MS7i8F3mJiI1X_u61Zk71UcaplluMErgoqnklmQT4pLjoy8w1Sn/s1600/GOPR1945.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3DoIEvZHGSdRuY99rygrcPngL75mIWjXmuvKE7Zi3tcktuMf5_t2xd37RnLGUksO91TPdBdEFcvjHp85HdY8HxQTN0MS7i8F3mJiI1X_u61Zk71UcaplluMErgoqnklmQT4pLjoy8w1Sn/s320/GOPR1945.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648948292663980210"></a><br />I know I haven’t written about tours in a while. Funny story… I got lazy and didn’t dump my photos from my memory card to my hard drive. And they got … well deleted. <br /><br />No pics … If I don’t have any I don’t feel like talking about the tour. <br /><br />Back to the tour. Snorkeling in Alaska? Well I saw it on the tour excursions list and I thought “well that has to be interesting, exciting, cold, but most likely worth it.” So, Casey granted my wish, and put me on it this cruise. I was scared, and very Excited!! <br /><br />I took the GoPro with me instead of taking the underwater cam with the underwater housing. I thought “oh this should be great.” <br /><br /><iframe allowfullscreen='allowfullscreen' webkitallowfullscreen='webkitallowfullscreen' mozallowfullscreen='mozallowfullscreen' width='320' height='266' src='https://www.blogger.com/video.g?token=AD6v5dzjbGRU9c8NgvBMpC9KRPTrAW_k7te0cK4YGTcpn3bWPruQZVWToeC296etc4ilBPo7TJLtcCsFILy2EYoX5A' class='b-hbp-video b-uploaded' frameborder='0'></iframe><br /><br />I was running late... late is just before on time. Lol. I always seem to be in a rush for tours. Tsk tsk. But I grabbed the GoPro…without a dam memory card. I didn’t sweat it I had a 16Gb in my own camera. No problem. I took a few shots. Than it was full. WTF?! I had to delete all my photos that I had on it in order to shoot my tour. <br /><br />I don’t think it’s a big deal. I did the lumberjack show, Mendenhall glacier, and the Alaskan Husky mushers camp, which I’ll do all again guaranteed. Shame on Amber for not staying on top of her blogging. <br /><br />Well the tour started off with us putting on 7-mil wet suits. From head to toe we are covered, even out hands. Oh my lord it was a challenge in itself to get the suit on. Worst part of the tour. We headed to the site, and slowly approached the water, and it wasn’t cold at first because we were so hot from having them on for more than a few minutes. It became a bit shocking than soon I got used to the temp. <br /><br />The first thing you see is a massive amount of jellyfish. Not just one kind either. Super tiny ones, big ones, these colorful ones. Crazy amounts. I was surprised to see so many in Alaskan waters. Than you notice all the starfish. Lots, and lots. Purple, red, orange, the ones you see all the time, and the ones you never get to see. I saw crabs, schools of fish, these cool plants… Kelp they’re called. Amazing colors. Snorkeling here blew me away. I def want to do it again. <br /><br />I ran out of space on my card…even with deleting my photos. Turned out that the GoPro…I must have hit something I didn’t mean to while in the water. It took all these pics ended up taking massive space. ☹ I got a tiny edit out of it. Not my best underwater that’s for sure. I don’t like the Gopro for underwater…at least not for shooting tours. Def use the GoPro for fun underwater stuff though. It’s just not as crisp a shot like the Sony with the underwater housing. <br /><br />I got stung actually. The only skin you have exposed is a small portion of your chin, and lips. I got stung under my lip. It hurt for a lil bit, but subsided after a few hours. You can’t avoid the jellyfish. Lol. It was amazing. I recommend this tour if you ever to Alaska. It was in Ketchikan. I think they have a site in Juneau as well. I wasn’t expecting it to be so clear either. I saw more in this one hour in the water in Alaska than most of my snorkeling in the Caribbean and Hawaii. Although seeing sea turtles is always cool. Lol.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-90198641832216835832011-07-27T13:22:00.001-07:002011-07-27T13:22:48.787-07:00The flip in my attitudeI joined the ship with such a not so much of a negative attitude, but I felt obligated to be here…ya know to live, basically to support myself…ya know the make the living. I hate feeling like I have a certain job because I HAVE to have it, rather than a job I would like to have, and enjoy. I always feel like I am trying to find a way out. <br /><br />The funny thing is there is a lot of opportunities are knocking on my door. My restlessness I guess is subsiding, or I just have a different outlook on the job status. To be honest I hate being freelance. The constant looking for work gets old. Yes, it keeps things interesting in terms of “oh hey I don’t know what’s next,” but I crave some stability now and than. I like traveling, but I don’t want to keep looking for jobs, and uprooting myself over and over. So, I took a look at my job currently. I have been enjoying my position on the ship, like I use to. Maybe I finally found my routine, or whatever you call it. I get to go on awesome tours. I get to see shit everyday that most people will never in their life get to see! My skill on the camera is crazy better than what they were my first contract. Yes, always room for improvement though for sure. Things are better. But it may be due to my supervisor, and manager. They leave soon. ☹ So, I have to adjust to new peeps soon. <br /><br />There were a lot of little things that were getting to me. And they all built up to where I had to talk to my manager. He suggested talking to my senior. Well the conversation happened after a formal night when I was cranky as fuck, and I was so tired of being talked to like a child. I kinda walked away from my senior to avoid a fight. But than we talked about a half hour later, and sorted everything out. After I talked to my manager, I was better, than after I discussed the issues with my senior that’s when my attitude changed for the better. I don’t mind talking to my manager…I’m comfortable talking with him about issues, even a personal issue I was struggling with. I don’t think I’ve had that before where I felt okay talking things out. <br /><br />The only thing that sucks is I no longer have my own cabin. Mine, and Joe’s vacation is over. lol. But on a serious note… my new cabin mate makes me miss some of my old cabin mates. Nine-Because she was so tidy and clean, Yssa and Kathleen because we hung out and got along so well. I miss you guys!! ☹ Yssa especially because she didn’t have a problem with Joe ever being around. I mean with Amber comes Joe. That’s how it goes. Just because our cabin mates cant handle being social doesn’t mean we avoid each other. Fuck that. My cabin mate now- is like super touchy when it comes to … just about everything. Very anti-social. Her, and her BF on the team have this theory that management hates them and is sabotaging them. So, she doesn’t hang out with anyone really. We talked before. But ever since we became roommates she’s more stand off-ish. I’m not even in the cabin a lot. She basically has it all to her self. Oi! She has sooo much stuff. I don’t understand it, and its everywhere. I hate clutter! Maybe I’m too much of a neat freak. But just clean up…a bit…at least sometimes. But I guess I have it ok compared to what Joe has to deal with. That guy is an asshole. Very conniving. So, I think I might be switching cabins if I can finagle it just right when Casey leaves. <br /><br />So far things aren’t horrible. Minor things, but nothing that has pushed me over the edge to just say “Fuck this.” It helps I have Joe here too. Lol. <br /><br />Oh I almost forgot…Casey and I are the only Video Team in Alaska (there are 7 total I think in Alaska) making our budget, and turning a profit. ☺ Head Office did notice. Lol. So, with the new senior I hope we keep it going. <br /><br />I’m happy I get a lot of great feedback about my edits, from crew and passengers. I def improved. That makes me happy. ☺ <br /><br />Amber is a Happy Camper.Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-79240328594066966372011-06-26T16:25:00.000-07:002011-06-26T16:47:03.363-07:00The Kroschel Films Wildlife Center-Haines, Alaska<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdATbKfRJAlyg2-BQEUhjzpRG3TKOslaP41JYtljduQ84neckcZ7H9G7jKr5jvCe70LiQ8AHbN5tFZ6W2rbYS8zW53j9HNPLdfSzsZty-oYaafiDeGNEUi52fN_8o1Z70Le6fmH9Kdw0CV/s1600/Haines1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdATbKfRJAlyg2-BQEUhjzpRG3TKOslaP41JYtljduQ84neckcZ7H9G7jKr5jvCe70LiQ8AHbN5tFZ6W2rbYS8zW53j9HNPLdfSzsZty-oYaafiDeGNEUi52fN_8o1Z70Le6fmH9Kdw0CV/s320/Haines1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622673870934810434" /></a><br /><br />My senior did this tour a while ago. She mentioned how great it was. It involved animals. Usually anything that involves animals we do because passengers love it, and when its shown on TV we usually sell more. <br /><br />>Now, we docked in Skagway… which meant we had to make our way to Haines. I don’t really like Skagway…but the port has the best tours. Going into town is weird though. Lol. <br /> <br />With the Skagway Dock its like forever long!! It takes more than a few minutes to get from the Ship to where you meet up for your tour. I do like it though cause there is a ton of room. Some docks are so small and cramped. <br /><br /><br />After meeting up with the guide, we had to take a 45-minute ferry. While on the ferry I’m thinking to myself “what’s the big deal about this place?” It’s a wildlife park. Now, if I have to go see wildlife in a park, I don’t consider it wild. I don’t know something about the “park” aspect of it. I was like “This is gonna be lame.” <br /><br /> I didn’t shoot anything on the ferry. I don’t know why I decided not to. We got to Haines finally, and I was like yay…finally. WRONG. We than hopped on a bus to get to the place, which took 45 minutes! I’m thinking Its 1 ½ hours to get to this place… which I have to do on the way back. 3 hours in transit didn’t make me a happy camper. At this point I’m already at the cranky stage. It took me awhile to wake up that morning. But the Bus driver started talking about Haines, and I took in the scenery and I woke up quickly. I Became very alert. I started to forget about time. I forgot about how long of a day I would have. I just enjoyed. I again did not shoot anything on the bus ride. <br /><br />The decision to not shoot anything was a funny thing with me. I started to argue with myself in my head because... the 45-minute ferry, and 45-minute bus ride was all part of the journey. It was part of what the passengers experienced. The transportation wasn’t bad, because you took in nature, and knowledge about where you were visiting. All the time I was kinda unsure what to do. I didn’t shoot, because the edit was going to be about the wildlife center … and that’s it. I hated this thought. It was weird for me not to shoot while in transit. I usually do. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigDFOlo2H-JHJddUKgSbdCnA8Ok9dosfcAzTUNpWyuGrqHKTfogtZ-gzS36Kn_UDLmSLCc8fktaLTY9OOWRKeupf9AoZ_Supwgw7fdat3i9CXuvm3AfYSL5MevQbc7KqXk0ozKvFaA2jt6/s1600/wildlife13.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEigDFOlo2H-JHJddUKgSbdCnA8Ok9dosfcAzTUNpWyuGrqHKTfogtZ-gzS36Kn_UDLmSLCc8fktaLTY9OOWRKeupf9AoZ_Supwgw7fdat3i9CXuvm3AfYSL5MevQbc7KqXk0ozKvFaA2jt6/s320/wildlife13.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622676782713372114" /></a>We drove down the only highway in Haines- “Haines Highway” lol. And the whole way I got a nice view of the Chilkat river, and mountains, birds. It was awesome. Than we made a left turn down Mosquito Lake rd. The Bus driver starts to tell us about this place. She tells us how at the end of the road there is this beautiful lake. Gorgeous View, Just lovely. But, the lake- its totally bombarded with mosquitoes! Eeeek. Well As we kept traveling down this road I kept thinking “I really hope this place is not right near this lake.” We just kept going and going. I’m getting more and more uneasy about how I have to deal later with getting eaten alive while shooting. Than we finally stop. “Thank goodness!” I think to myself. We got off the bus, and the bus driver gives us a drop of this bug repellant stuff that smells like lemons. She says “put it on the back of your hands, and ears and you won’t get bit.” I, right away was thinking yeah that wont work for me. No matter what bug repellant I use, I still get massive bites. I take the drips anyway. Why not, right? <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAhbKpuZFnILR_AEzObCUS7DxDBd9HlUe5MghHorFbQW9hIZoVwfJxfebHE7InjALxXrkuxiYC0UuLKSdSvu1K_7M-mdoLV8RGEzc6WwsXUficIJNic8ks7jUY_cBnz-j-Xm4-ytFrqNSe/s1600/wildlife1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhAhbKpuZFnILR_AEzObCUS7DxDBd9HlUe5MghHorFbQW9hIZoVwfJxfebHE7InjALxXrkuxiYC0UuLKSdSvu1K_7M-mdoLV8RGEzc6WwsXUficIJNic8ks7jUY_cBnz-j-Xm4-ytFrqNSe/s320/wildlife1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622675242498271138" /></a>We all are off the bus now, with the lovely scent of lemons all around us. There is this cheery, small guy waiting for us. Steve was his name. My first thought was how he just jumped right into it, than it was ”how am I gonna stop this guy, and get this mic on him?” It was not windy, and he had a good speaking voice ... not much noise around where we were so, I let him go awhile without a mic. <br /><br /><br />He tells us how he got there doing what he does. He used to play and take care of animals since he was a small boy. His parents use to rescue orphaned animals, and he’s been doing it ever since. As he spoke I grew to really like him, and feel his passion for what he does. It got me excited for what I was gonna see. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTM8gXGA4BfLv-_HNHHpXkVlf26KDvGtJVplWNTM0sboyBNlOW-asdkRMPd3flKeNF3XJ21mtJrtSWfj53EJRfT2-vkH8D3F_0-e5d4NbYHoOyr5KvHgTPD8wsMnk8Rdas793X4hWWkVjm/s1600/wildlife3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTM8gXGA4BfLv-_HNHHpXkVlf26KDvGtJVplWNTM0sboyBNlOW-asdkRMPd3flKeNF3XJ21mtJrtSWfj53EJRfT2-vkH8D3F_0-e5d4NbYHoOyr5KvHgTPD8wsMnk8Rdas793X4hWWkVjm/s320/wildlife3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622675243811679282" /></a>He took us in, and the first thing he tells us was about big foot. Yes, Bigfoot. Lol. He said some time ago he went out on a search for this creature. He had some drawings from this artist that did those descriptive drawings. People would go to this lady, and tell her what they saw and she drew it, like those police drawings of suspects. Well we went on to tell us how he was out doing research for a few months in northern Alaska. He went to the areas where people say they have seen them. He says he actually found some interesting things out there. He found primate hair, which there are no known recorded primates in Alaska. He found footprints that were massive, that had fingerprint markings within them, like our feet. He talked to residents, and one guy said that since they have the big camera with them that Bigfoot would never come around if there was a camera around. They got no photographic proof, but I still loved the fact that he shared the story. I feel like it made somewhat of an argument. There are lots of animals out there that we don’t know about, or haven’t discovered yet. Man nowadays finds it hard to believe that in this day in age that we possibly do not know something. <br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjypLNcCczstAQWIF_jgDjDjii1hW91Ri0Q0pXJqNUamFIw6ZbgDL9g1fADJu0nExdD4lJjN3x7IZnF2mcDOQIh_vQk5nbXQc9OoXBMYKTIN2QRIpWtjZ5A0pbPAvjdXmPk9WYxfTOsa8VG/s1600/wildlife12.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjypLNcCczstAQWIF_jgDjDjii1hW91Ri0Q0pXJqNUamFIw6ZbgDL9g1fADJu0nExdD4lJjN3x7IZnF2mcDOQIh_vQk5nbXQc9OoXBMYKTIN2QRIpWtjZ5A0pbPAvjdXmPk9WYxfTOsa8VG/s320/wildlife12.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622676597956715682" /></a>The first animal we see is a few Cross Foxes. They were cute. I got some good shots…challenging for sure. But I nailed it. lol. We than moved on to see a weasel. Fast lil things!! It was cool though. I was totally into this tour at this point. Once thing I like about Steve is how he led us to the next area, and he had to spot the animal before he told us what it was. He kept us engaged. It was nice. You had to play the guessing game on where it was, and what exactly you were looking for. He went into this fenced area with a bird on a string attached to a stick. He swung it around than this Lynx pops out. It was a very nice looking cat. It was cool you got to see him pounce, and play. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHikr05xaJCAc2L2zErA-gJkQgKH1JoQmhMybNVwY0_vmK_1FfPft1s-cqQs8nEEZMV7KvmIxKqcwvbby_c5UUxESLHw1vCpLG4xvANBe1sTV6ZexotnS2QP5mzu62XpBbmCHNObgir9m/s1600/wildlife11.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSHikr05xaJCAc2L2zErA-gJkQgKH1JoQmhMybNVwY0_vmK_1FfPft1s-cqQs8nEEZMV7KvmIxKqcwvbby_c5UUxESLHw1vCpLG4xvANBe1sTV6ZexotnS2QP5mzu62XpBbmCHNObgir9m/s320/wildlife11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622676402184128898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIi0W_P2QYuUHgLi-tD0iDy-XtJfeiXE_yHJDhwXptwaR5n6vFUQrJjQav-wXdamu4yIhx20CAof-98R93ZGjroWle18j26hZsWN63rGuJgHrcKJkJR3axl4iPOEDmDD1V15g24Un05Mr4/s1600/Wildlife9.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIi0W_P2QYuUHgLi-tD0iDy-XtJfeiXE_yHJDhwXptwaR5n6vFUQrJjQav-wXdamu4yIhx20CAof-98R93ZGjroWle18j26hZsWN63rGuJgHrcKJkJR3axl4iPOEDmDD1V15g24Un05Mr4/s320/Wildlife9.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622676401726162402" /></a>Steve than tells us about the next animal. How, as a baby the mother was shot, and they adopted it. The animal’s name was Kittie. It was a big fenced area. It was nowhere to be found. Than he says “oh she’s swimming” so we look out and it’s a fucking grizzly bear playing in the water. Lol. Than the bear goes over to the big fenced area where we looked for it earlier, and Steve goes in there to start feeding him oatmeal. Lol. He’s talking to us about Kittie, while he’s scooping organic oatmeal, and Kittie thoroughly loves the meal. Lol. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2jdGKqMUfaDkyy2Ndv-6uNl5Ns2_zAH7BZD92r_rjbrFqbMrdbJe0gQ9NAEc0y7hbQUX_6oDSJFKHNhlTvveGmi51c3a853I5Sr9TkaSkwETl5zYm4uovs7evN3eV55_YKsQgmuazjLvf/s1600/wildlife8.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 219px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi2jdGKqMUfaDkyy2Ndv-6uNl5Ns2_zAH7BZD92r_rjbrFqbMrdbJe0gQ9NAEc0y7hbQUX_6oDSJFKHNhlTvveGmi51c3a853I5Sr9TkaSkwETl5zYm4uovs7evN3eV55_YKsQgmuazjLvf/s320/wildlife8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622676110710400738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm8hhb3_S2-cRhN4EM8WZXiWM5-4pdNC9AvobG5NTe3ciVJspdfCm7UtB4A-ZmNFfzrEJOxHSWJF0WICilqXBUhYKwBXDMTqC6onSx0NhoYHxtgrHjS-JyoJ63ng3R9pJZnhWJOQtwAAny/s1600/wildlife7.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 237px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm8hhb3_S2-cRhN4EM8WZXiWM5-4pdNC9AvobG5NTe3ciVJspdfCm7UtB4A-ZmNFfzrEJOxHSWJF0WICilqXBUhYKwBXDMTqC6onSx0NhoYHxtgrHjS-JyoJ63ng3R9pJZnhWJOQtwAAny/s320/wildlife7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622676109196591186" /></a>The tour was long, but it didn’t feel that way. We saw so many animals. A few weasels, and animals related closely to the weasel. I saw a porcupine. This other guy joined us, Mario, and he told us about porcupines, how they don’t shoot their quills. They do this lil shake and some fall off, but they don’t shoot them. <br /><br />I got to see moose. Which I was excited about even though it wasn’t exactly in a wild setting. In Haines though you do see them often. Allegedly. Lol. That’s what the bus driver, and a few others told us. In the summer though it’s too hot so they don’t go in the sunlight so, they are hard to spot. I realized while reviewing my photos…I didn’t even take a picture of the moose. ☹ Sometimes I get so into my video that I forget stills. ☹ I did get good video though. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFE5r-_mTFHkjFS-Wkii6jFsn1pAYnEZf6D5JmJ3fpyjthfirlRz1_m5oQ4Yejht-XFdcaaZ4UkLfrAdvpfugGE_QZmnlVDu-3cqiIAgBNZd9niDIl84IlUgWjvFUqyrszUhTqSetaSr2B/s1600/wildlife5.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 294px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiFE5r-_mTFHkjFS-Wkii6jFsn1pAYnEZf6D5JmJ3fpyjthfirlRz1_m5oQ4Yejht-XFdcaaZ4UkLfrAdvpfugGE_QZmnlVDu-3cqiIAgBNZd9niDIl84IlUgWjvFUqyrszUhTqSetaSr2B/s320/wildlife5.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622675883661129826" /></a>We got to see Caribou, or Reindeer. Mario told us this awesome story about the natives. They put this animal at such a high scale. The caribou eat these mushrooms. They are said to have these magical properties. We’ve all seen these mushrooms. They are red with white dots. Well the natives think because the caribou eat this mushroom they themselves have magical properties. The highest elder in the tribe dresses up in this red and white garb. Apparently he goes around the village at a certain time of year and gives gifts to the people of the village, while having caribou pull a sled. If anyone thinks this sound familiar<br />…yes the whole Santa Clause thing. Lol Mario said he met the elder of the tribe and the guy had the white beard, heavy set, you’d swear he was about to play Santa. Lol These guy knew how to tell a story. It was awesome. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3uo-v_uX6rWnJGZ-mo9tWTMSRx6iBfcwuY2WpFQsdwdevNiODqXDqcYP2cYG2cpSM5TmySqIqKEW3vvnWJ_OLOLjLJN1xERTClsELkOovTi5gS42UbcdWExRRvgsI2sGIdbA49rstHnDU/s1600/wildlife4.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 290px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3uo-v_uX6rWnJGZ-mo9tWTMSRx6iBfcwuY2WpFQsdwdevNiODqXDqcYP2cYG2cpSM5TmySqIqKEW3vvnWJ_OLOLjLJN1xERTClsELkOovTi5gS42UbcdWExRRvgsI2sGIdbA49rstHnDU/s320/wildlife4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622675674825090514" /></a>We got to see a wolf pup. We couldn’t pet it cause it was so young. Very cute. ☺ <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtdY_q1ogvES0uJokXjGyaGizIjpNAUdacmJ6_F_pNluJ1LF-UtRAHIDmqEmSvnwc63pRDiPJGoLWD_F3Ui2BEhkiQkNVtarienBnDI1BP4cVt4Om3vv_0RUtU41is9nZ2jkENnxhMUt3z/s1600/wildlife2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhtdY_q1ogvES0uJokXjGyaGizIjpNAUdacmJ6_F_pNluJ1LF-UtRAHIDmqEmSvnwc63pRDiPJGoLWD_F3Ui2BEhkiQkNVtarienBnDI1BP4cVt4Om3vv_0RUtU41is9nZ2jkENnxhMUt3z/s320/wildlife2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622675464277206306" /></a><br />Our tour ended with the wolverine. Very cool. There isn’t much known about the Wolverine, except they do these super things. Like travel such long distances in such a short period of time. People studied them for years, and still know very little. The female can mate, get her egg fertilized, than can decide when she wants to release the egg to be implanted and than begin to grow! Crazy. Sometimes I guess they wait up to 3 years. They don’t know what the determining factor is when the female decides to have her spawn grow. I was blown away by all of this. <br /><br />You could really tell how much they loved nature and animals. I got such a good, strong sense of their passion. Mario is a professor of ecology, but both of them are filmmakers and make films that are awareness of what we are doing to animals, nature, and our world. <br /><br />Steve while he had a baby Martin in his hand (I got a nice close up of it-that I couldn’t use in the edit cause it didn’t fit anywhere) he asked me how I was and why I was shooting. I told him I worked for princess, and he asked me “Do you think by showing this video will it help people think about the wilderness, and taking care of it?” I said “of course”, but who knows. I would hope so, but I don’t know. I felt like if I said what I really thought than I probably would have broken his heart. I hope my edit for people who watch it see it more than just cute animals. <br /><br />Before we boarded the bus they had a reindeer there. I touch it! I usually don’t touch animals. But on this tour I did. I touched the wolverine, and the reindeer. I don’t know if ever I’ll get to touch a wolverine. Lol. I touched the velvet of the Reindeer. Sooooo soft. They say its good luck to touch it. Maybe. I have another blog for that. Lol<br /><br />I was last on the bus, and Steve wished me luck on the edit. Which I think was awesome. He knows what this work is like. Hell I feel like calling them up and saying hey, can I be your apprentice. Lol. <br /><br />On the bus ride back to dock to catch the ferry, I received free food! Which made me happy. It was a long day. One thing I thought was really awesome-the Bus driver was originally from Ohio. Her and her husband retired 5 years ago. They sold everything they owed. Told there kids and grandkids good-bye and moved to Haines, Alaska! I feel like that story holds a lot of weight to say how great Alaska is. <br /><br /><br />When I got back to the ship, I was so tired. Long day. But it took forever to edit the tour was two hours. Very dense. The visuals I got, the stories they told, all the audio of fact. It was a giant edit. At 130am I had enough. I feel like going over it and maybe checking it out again, small polish edit. I was tremendously thankful I did not shoot anything on the ferry and bus ride. Lol See, my gut instinct was talking to me. “Amber, trust me you wont need those shots” ☺ <br /><br />After it all, the long dock, the 90 minutes of a ferry, 90 minutes a bus ride, and the very long edit this tour was definitely worth it. ☺ <br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Oh! There were a lot of mosquitoes. I only got one tiny bite. That lemon scented drip worked. LolUnknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-20967190120573909192011-06-24T19:00:00.000-07:002011-06-24T19:00:01.042-07:00The ship stuff –thus far.I have to say that-- not really liking the team. I hate for that to be my first sentence to this post but…unfortunately that pretty much sums it up. <br /><br />Ok….where to start. Well my manager I have is one of those….well the manager and asst. Manager I should say is a team where they do NOT like being asked questions AT ALL. They say to ask someone else. Don’t ask them. I don’t know about you, but I don’t think that’s the best policy. I don’t say anything even though I don’t agree. That’s the first thing. The next thing…I am so sick of being the fucking cheery, say hi to everyone, and being the happy one. I say hi, and try to get in with the group and they snub me, Except a small few. Maybe I am coming off weird. Who knows. I am goofy in general. I know most photogs in the gallery are miserable so I try and cheer them up. I am done trying to entertain these fuckers. Let them be miserable. There are a few I do get along with and actually have fun with. <br /><br />Another thing that drives me up the fucking wall, is the Manager and Asst. manager wont say a damn word to you if they happen to pass you by. Strange. On my previous ships it was a crime not to say hi. Myself, and 2 photogs happen to pass our asst manager at lunch, and the bitch didn’t say a dam word to any of us, until Anton a photog said “enjoy.” All that she responded was a dull “Thanks.” That happens more than occasionally. One of the photogs here got panelized for not being “social enough with the team.” Why the hell would I be encouraged to be social with a team led by people like that?? It must be that the management is not expected to acknowledge their team. Last I checked its not the way it works. Again I bit my tongue, and say nothing about it. <br /><br /><br />You can def tell there is a clique-thing going on. What else is new… it’s shiplife. <br /><br />To get to my senior… well the funny thing is she is the one junior I would have been in charge of had I taken the Diamond and replaced the Senior there my second contract. I didn’t because of visa issues. Well she is still a senior. In fact she’s my senior now. I’m sure you notice my annoyance. She joined ships right out of her “film school.” She’s not had any other experience besides ships. I have to say that her editing is sloppy, unattractive, and her camera work is lazy. I can not stand when she tells me about my editing, or camera work…because I see her stuff and I’m like seriously. I really try and hold it in, I vent to joe mostly. Lol I don’t say anything. Again, the biting the tongue thing. She can criticize my work all she wants because she’s the senior, but- how dare the junior say anything to the senior. That’s how it is on ships. I really had to bite my tongue when we had a conversation the other day and she said “ I really feel like my editing, and my work over all is getting better.” She said this after the glacier bay edit. I saw her glacier bay edit, and all I have to say is….Always put your best shots in. Please. Dirty windows….really!!?? oi. <br /><br />I guess we learn as well go, and strive to improve. I know I wasn't as good as I am now. we all gotta start somewhere. <br /><br />That is one thing I remember from the senior off the Caribbean I had for 2 cruises. “Always put your BEST shots in. If it’s not the best, don’t put it in the edit.” Simple thought ya know. But I think it dramatically changed my perspective on editing, and camera work. <br /><br />On other notes, I still like interacting with passengers. I like doing the tours. My edits are better than what they use to be. I don’t shot a damn thing in Auto-ever. Audio is totally a comfortable thing, and we sell a crap-load of DVD’s. Oh! And I get to do the Morning Show every cruise. I like the TV gig now. Lol. I got my own cabin for awhile, and Joe is here. So besides crappy people and their BS it’s ok. ☺Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2792296310769225353.post-57741222549446948062011-06-23T18:45:00.001-07:002011-06-23T18:58:00.000-07:00The Mount Robert’s Tramway<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzkwHnHkobxNTkA7oOHxuZYt4zMMN4p1HrdLluiom9z8lg1f9ZbrEnu7nqgtpDYD2iOmW1BgBOUcGJB9R6GKGoejl3g4C_993jMvH3pFnQ71NFHgVjDBIc0oDbqWvud49F-QQjakEsrE9C/s1600/tramway1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgzkwHnHkobxNTkA7oOHxuZYt4zMMN4p1HrdLluiom9z8lg1f9ZbrEnu7nqgtpDYD2iOmW1BgBOUcGJB9R6GKGoejl3g4C_993jMvH3pFnQ71NFHgVjDBIc0oDbqWvud49F-QQjakEsrE9C/s320/tramway1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621596541061193298" /></a><br />This morning I had an easy, at my own pace tour. I got to do the tramway in Juneau. I actually really enjoyed it. The fact that I got to just do the tour on my own at my own pace was pretty cool. I didn’t have to worry about getting every shot I wanted in a rush. <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgggO64ta88gigPMwQL079oAg2VMqBWmQf3tJkuin96PQBB3m6TxJREOAmwmO271VIvdH0jeFGolgt8W7EPtnkeA4dzjSc6D_ujhTcAFNhQzE68JOsx_VyrDF3U9f5c5Jm9Mh8uAvzByoFq/s1600/tramway4.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgggO64ta88gigPMwQL079oAg2VMqBWmQf3tJkuin96PQBB3m6TxJREOAmwmO271VIvdH0jeFGolgt8W7EPtnkeA4dzjSc6D_ujhTcAFNhQzE68JOsx_VyrDF3U9f5c5Jm9Mh8uAvzByoFq/s320/tramway4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621598863041113810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdY9qYA9rtb8BvSAQQOmB7zDKsEgsEjaUsyd-rMt0J5_eMEr3pZFYKgPKh2Bohpz3-3VqQkDWbLHHzzi8DItLtD55qrpoUY9Jipn2A7nxuOJRUSJczB5pJ52ssLl8LmcxSMOGVFGhSMahu/s1600/Tramway3.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdY9qYA9rtb8BvSAQQOmB7zDKsEgsEjaUsyd-rMt0J5_eMEr3pZFYKgPKh2Bohpz3-3VqQkDWbLHHzzi8DItLtD55qrpoUY9Jipn2A7nxuOJRUSJczB5pJ52ssLl8LmcxSMOGVFGhSMahu/s320/Tramway3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621598776834342034" /></a>It wasn’t raining, which was always a good thing. It started to sprinkle a little bit on the way up though. The ride up lasted about like 5 minutes. No more than a ski lift ride really. It was surprisingly smooth too. I was a happy camper. ☺ <br /><br />When you get to the top its really pretty. It was a bit misty out though. I still got some good pictures. It was raining a bit harder once I was outside at the top, nothing too crazy though. <br /><br />I got some really nice footage of the rain, and some raindrops off leaves. Its just really cool to look out at the scenery up there. I am a sucker for nature. I cant help it. lol I absolutely love some of the stills I took. Who knows what anyone else thinks, but I loved them. <br /><br />My edit was really cool. I liked it. I liked my music that I used. I should start posting my videos.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3MBky0vZ62BO9s6erhxFGDyGKWcXbLZiydes-EzlNeKr0CqWz0KaxudJltT0KwexVoWBL68iicR96OciAkm9WE_BoPlgrunaCtk6UemMtMuTeYP-whMxcIcOvxGYhyphenhyphen6BQaymrzmSyv1b/s1600/tramway2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgI3MBky0vZ62BO9s6erhxFGDyGKWcXbLZiydes-EzlNeKr0CqWz0KaxudJltT0KwexVoWBL68iicR96OciAkm9WE_BoPlgrunaCtk6UemMtMuTeYP-whMxcIcOvxGYhyphenhyphen6BQaymrzmSyv1b/s320/tramway2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5621599049551374066" /></a>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0