Acabamos de comprar un Kawasaki Dual sport. Montaña y de Camino!
We just bought a Dual Sport and went over on the other side of the mountains in the jeep to pick it up.
I can’t get away from GrannySmith Green it seems, Just like my Bike I built from scratch.
I am following this break in procedure as close as I can. The forums at KLR world are great. The AV Rider one is really good too. Adventure riding! I found out te slang version for 650 cc’s are ” Thumpers”, and the KLR650 has a large cult following and they are very supportive for noobs such as myself.
Wen could not even touch the ground!
We brought it over in the jeep trailer. It barely fit.
After my Duathlon in the morning, my father and I decided to pursue a family past time called bowfishing at Marsh Island Moses Lake. I started shooting fish here when I was like 14 with my dad.
The fish were not spawning so we didn’t have any massacre that took place.
My father’s shoulder did ok, he still has only about 85% range of motion in his left shoulder.
He took the pain though and was able to shoot at about 3 carp.
One of the last shots of the day he had though..he shot the carp, broke his line, and the carp ran off with an arrow sticking out it’s side!
Upon entering the marsh, my father realized his sandles were a bad idea. They acted like a shovel in the mud. He had to do the whole tour of the island in bare feet! Crappit! Crappit!
Shortly after being in the water and mud with bare feet-A broadside tail shot, just north of the infamous "canal".
My first kill. Head shot! We were debating if it was a rock sitting under the water. He was not spooked at all. Until he got a headache of course.
Third shot of the day. The shoulder was getting sore holding the bow. The next shot resulted in a broken line and the fish laughing as he ran away with the arrow.
Enjoying the sun and breeze.
Last shot of the day. About a 7 yard broadside "I think that is a fish" doubtful shot.
Today at my job during an intake assessment, a six month old infant’s airway became compromised. I noticed because mom stood, up and the baby took a hurl four feet long of milk all over the floor. I pulled out the garbage can from under my desk so the kid could puke in it. I asked her if I could help and was given implied consent via her worried voice and trembling hands. I took the baby and just as I had learned in an infant cpr class, here -put the baby on my left forearm, and with my wrist, pounded on her back a little bit.
It still was apneic, as bottled snotmilk was coming out of its little nose and was coughing it up,-but not inhaling!
We tried again hitting it’s little back. I was about to call 911 had the baby gone unconcious, but we looked in her mouth and pulled out a sticker. The baby started crying (clear airway) -thank God and I gave her back to her mother to hold and comfort.
Hoy un bebe se trago una cacomonia y no podía respirar. Empece con lo de RCP como descrito aquí. Y el bebe, podía respirar después un minuto de luchar por la vida.
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