<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9775485</id><updated>2011-04-21T13:14:22.238-07:00</updated><title type='text'>k2h_pics</title><subtitle type='html'>The Random pictures of an Electrical Engineer. Canon EOS Digital Rebel. stock lens, or cheep canon 75-300mm zoom lens used. no touchup cause i'm too lazy. drop me an email or post a comment if you like it, hate it, or want more info. If you really want the origional for a project I'll try and dig it up for you.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9775485/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>k2h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16171968118329398960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3421/559/1600/IMG_6136%20%28WinCE%29.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>4</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9775485.post-110402027561496237</id><published>2004-12-25T16:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T16:19:48.143-08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories...</title><content type='html'>all of these pictures are pictures of other pictures from grandmas house. they were either framed or in the photo album and I had to laugh when I rediscovered them.  Times long past. Have you ever wanted to start life over again knowing what you know now? I know I have. I would savor the early years much, MUCH more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.exs.cx/img144/2889/grandpa0ij.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my little brother fishing with granpda. is what you can't see in the picture is that his little fishing pole is FAKE and it has a bright red plastic fish attached to the end of it. Little bro would haul it around and fish right along with the rest of us and since his fish was attached he usually had better luck than us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.exs.cx/img144/8651/twins0mq.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the twins fishing with grandpa. dad bought us our fishing poles. we would practice casting in the backyard. first attach a sinker, the bigger the better, and then cast as far as you can. I lost more sinkers than I could find in pine trees. the fishing we most enjoyed was stream fishing in the middle of no-where.  we bought VERY FEW lures, sinkers, or hooks. most all of our collection was found in the water. finding tackle was half the fun. catching something with found tackle made it all worth while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img100.exs.cx/img100/5292/picking7ym.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We use to go 'picking berrys' with grandpa and grandma. we would pick all kinds of things. boisenberrys, rasberrys, lots of blackberrys, chokecherrys, but in this case it looks kind of like whild plums. I think little bro is eating one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img100.exs.cx/img100/2364/swim15of.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mental image of going to this waterslide park was much different than what is shown in the picture. for one, I remember myself as being much bigger. I'm sure I'm either the person in the back of the photo or the front right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img100.exs.cx/img100/6227/swim23ga.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was appaled at what I discovered. I had to wear a FLOTATION DEVICE!!! you've got to be kidding me. this was quit embarassing. My wife actually laughed at me when she saw this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img100.exs.cx/img100/6771/mower4xa.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some of my fondest memories of growing up were from time spent in 'the back yard'.  we would dig holes in moms gardens, make forts, climb trees, ride our bikes down the hill, jump the fence, make a fort underground.  when we got old enough we were allowed to mow the backyard with the riding lawn mower.  I think the mower came with the house. it was a 3 speed WITH reverse, and no real brake. going down the hill if you put the brake in, you would actually go faster as the brake was only a disengage of the engine.  there was a bolt sticking out of the back of the mower that we could hook the wagon too so after we were done mowing we would haul the other brothers in the wagon in third gear.  it was so fun to ride in the wagon, and so fun to drive we were often at a loss of which to fight for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img100.exs.cx/img100/1138/honda3501et.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned to ride motorcycle on my dads 1972 honda. I actually got my motorcycle license before I got my car license because insurance was too much for a regular vehicle.  I could ride this before I could pick it up. when we rode offroad I would ditch it and have to pick it up. looking at how small I was its amazing I could pick It up but I could.  it was really good incentive not to crash as well, because of how much work you knew you were in for.  This particular picture, if i remember correctly was taken over christmas in mexico. we were going for a ride on the beach mexican style (lots of people on one bike).  I think I got the back tire stuck in the sand but was able to get it out.  we came across some guy that got his truck stuck in the sand and dug him out.   now I Have a honda XR650L. I never really did care for the street bikes but they have grown on me some. given the choice i'm an offroad type guy. when you crash, and I always seem to do that its not as embarassing when there is no one around.  I remember barely being able to kick the 350 and it would stall in the middle of an intersection, that totally sucked.  (look how small I was!). I got my motorcycle license on that bike and it didn't even had a clutch!. my brother wore it out and I was able to pass the test with no clutch.  now thats riding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9775485-110402027561496237?l=k2hpics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/feeds/110402027561496237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9775485&amp;postID=110402027561496237' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9775485/posts/default/110402027561496237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9775485/posts/default/110402027561496237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/2004/12/memories.html' title='memories...'/><author><name>k2h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16171968118329398960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3421/559/1600/IMG_6136%20%28WinCE%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9775485.post-110401780500879137</id><published>2004-12-25T15:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T15:38:59.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Grandmas House</title><content type='html'>In Aug 04 we started out trip to canada. since we are cheep we stopped at grandmas house for lodging and food.  The camera was brand new so I had to try a few shots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.exs.cx/img144/2733/ants1of.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a few ants were fighting on the sidewalk. taken with the stock lense on the digital rebel. not really a macro lense so I was proud of the results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.exs.cx/img144/6084/gmpic8qd.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first digital camera that I can control the depth of field. I my camera is now capable of taking better pictures than I can find, so its nice to know i'm the limiting factor and not the technology.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img144.exs.cx/img144/3803/godbless0dw.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a random shot out the kitchen window. the screen looked pretty dark. When I zoomed in on the image I found that the screen did indeed turn out and the ornament in the middle of the window could be seen.  this was taken a few feet back and before it was cropped had the whole window.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9775485-110401780500879137?l=k2hpics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/feeds/110401780500879137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9775485&amp;postID=110401780500879137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9775485/posts/default/110401780500879137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9775485/posts/default/110401780500879137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/2004/12/grandmas-house.html' title='Grandmas House'/><author><name>k2h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16171968118329398960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3421/559/1600/IMG_6136%20%28WinCE%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9775485.post-110401717226316167</id><published>2004-12-25T15:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-25T15:26:12.263-08:00</updated><title type='text'>WaterWorks</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://img150.exs.cx/img150/9458/publicutils7mo.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way to start our 3000 mile motorcycle trip in canada we had to stop in seattle and rent some bikes (I got a triumph) we were diddle-daddling around and came across the public works office that had water shooting out of two big pipes in front of their building.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9775485-110401717226316167?l=k2hpics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/feeds/110401717226316167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9775485&amp;postID=110401717226316167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9775485/posts/default/110401717226316167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9775485/posts/default/110401717226316167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/2004/12/waterworks.html' title='WaterWorks'/><author><name>k2h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16171968118329398960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3421/559/1600/IMG_6136%20%28WinCE%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9775485.post-110394669355629340</id><published>2004-12-24T19:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2004-12-24T19:51:33.556-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nebraska Trains</title><content type='html'>The trains we passed had lots of graphitti on them. I can't read it so I hope its not too offensive. its about 7degF outside so you could really see the heat coming off the engines. there are Grain silos all over the place.&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img155.exs.cx/img155/9725/sp14al.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.exs.cx/img150/5981/sp22hn.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.exs.cx/img150/6375/sp33fs.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img150.exs.cx/img150/4016/sp42sw.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img148.exs.cx/img148/9904/sp53pb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img148.exs.cx/img148/8189/sp69wb.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img148.exs.cx/img148/3987/sp72dc.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img148.exs.cx/img148/4971/sp8engine0of.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://img148.exs.cx/img148/3556/sp9silo0rp.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9775485-110394669355629340?l=k2hpics.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/feeds/110394669355629340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9775485&amp;postID=110394669355629340' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9775485/posts/default/110394669355629340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9775485/posts/default/110394669355629340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://k2hpics.blogspot.com/2004/12/nebraska-trains.html' title='Nebraska Trains'/><author><name>k2h</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16171968118329398960</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='21' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3421/559/1600/IMG_6136%20%28WinCE%29.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
