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The Phungtastic Adventures of the Algonquin Trippers – Tea Lake

Posted on August 10, 2006 by Jorge

My Kingdom for a Functioning Brain

Seriously.

So much stuff happens during these camping weekends that it’s hard to keep track. It’s also silly to try and recap the whole thing, so what I intend to do is just type out what I remember in order and see what happens (I will most likley add things as the days go on. I’ve also decided to type this up in segments)…



Tea Lake

Thursday held sunny skies and very slight winds, aiding our drive up to Algonquin Park. Be that as it may, it was a little unnerving to see sections of the landscape adjacent to the highway torn to shreds by what must have been the touch-down points of tornadoes.

Mrs. J and I arrived at Tea lake in the late afternoon, giving us plenty of time to set up our brand new tent* before Dave and Isha arrived. Obviously this was done to allow uninterrupted drinking time later on. Brad made a brief stop at our site to pick up some Tea we got for him, and promised to visit in the morning.

Mrs. J took a stroll as I took a nap in the tent under a now overcast sky. Well, I tried to nap, but apparently the family camped on the adjacent site didn’t seem to care about how much noise they made. The best thing about this family was the fact that when the dad was sleeping, the mom would yell for the kids to be quiet. Ironic**.



Some of what we enjoyed. Click to enlarge…


Dave and Isha showed up at the campsite in the early evening. It was then that the alcohol began to flow. Nothing insane, mind you. Just some beer and wine. And…well…more wine. Horribly, I had forgotten a corkscrew, and had to actually use one that belonged to the loudies next door, as they had a really good handle on their Alky.

Dennis, Lorraine and Farley showed up later on in the night, and we were all one cozy family.

It was a fine evening, filled with friends, alcohol, and more alcohol***. Best of all, I got to unload six pounds of beef jerky, as I have an undisclosed source who makes some fine product****.


What happened after we drank what
we enjoyed*****. Click to enlarge…


For more camping goodness, you can check out Dave’s Version.




* – Our tent is large enough to comfortably sleep four people or contain a small rave party.
** – This irony has been approved by Dave.
*** – We enjoyed some Alizé and Jägermeister before bed.
**** – I had ordered this stuff a while back, and it had been sitting in my fridge for a week. I wanted to eat some so badly, but I held back so that we could all eat together.
***** – Photo courtesy of Isha.

Filed under: Anecdotes, Friends, Special Events | 16 Comments »

We’re Back…

Posted on August 7, 2006 by Jorge

We’ve returned from the wilderness.

Due to the fact that we have to coordinate photos and stories, you’ll have to wait for the scoop.

I think you’ll be satisfied with the result, though.

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The Pirate Festival

Posted on August 2, 2006 by Jorge

My brother Ryan is part of The Pirate Festival, held at Fort York on the edge of downtown Toronto.

If you get a chance, you should go check it out! It should be a plank-walkin’ good time!



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Gone Trippin’

Posted on August 2, 2006 by Jorge

Gone Trippin’

Well, not quite yet.

Remember this?

Tomorrow we will be heading out to the awesome Algonquin Park for our annual interior trip. It’s going to rock something fierce.

This year, I will be taking up some 100 ISO slide film*. I’m hoping to capture some interesting images. If any of you have some suggestions for subject matter**, please let me know.

So far, I am going to try and shoot…


  • A sunrise
  • A perfect leaf
  • Ripples in the water
  • Reflections


These will most likely show up on the Figtography Blog at some point after the trip.

You can also expect some interesting stories when we get back. Dave and I usually cover all of the good stories from the weekend.

Hope everyone has a great weekend***



* – This film makes for great enlargements.
** – Mind out of the gutter, people.
*** – For those of you in Ontario, have a great long weekend!

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One of the Many Reasons…

Posted on July 28, 2006 by Jorge

The Wonderful Mrs. J

Everybody loves my wife.

It’s true.

One of the many reasons they do is because she can put me in my place (which is very much appreciated by all, I assure you.

For instance, today a friend of mine e-mailed me this joke…


A young man was on holiday in Kenya after graduating from college. While he was walking through the bush, he came across a young bull elephant standing with one leg raised in the air.

The elephant seemed distressed so the man approached it very carefully. He got down on one knee and inspected the elephant’s foot. There was a large thorn deeply embedded in the bottom of the foot.

As carefully and as gently as he could he worked the thorn out with his hunting knife, after which the elephant gingerly put down its foot. The elephant turned to face the man and with a rather stern look on its face, stared at him. For a good ten minutes the man stood frozen — thinking of nothing else but being trampled.

Eventually the elephant trumpeted loudly, turned and walked away.

The man never forgot that elephant or the events of that day Twenty years later the man was walking through the zoo with his teenaged son. As they approached the elephant enclosure, one of the creatures turned and walked over to where they were standing at the rail. The large bull elephant stared at him and lifted it’s front foot off the ground, then put it down. The elephant did that several times, all the while staring at the man.

The man couldn’t help wondering if this was the same elephant. After a while it trumpeted loudly; then it continued to stare at him.

The man summoned up his courage, climbed over the railing and made his way into the enclosure. He walked right up to the elephant and stared back in wonder.

Suddenly the elephant trumpeted again, wrapped its trunk around one of the man’s legs and swung him wildly back and forth along the railing, killing him.


Probably wasn’t the same elephant.



Now I found that joke funny.

Mrs… J on the other hand…


MRS. J: [Obviously not amused.] Hmph.
JORGE: What? Didn’t you find that funny?
MRS. J: [Silence.]
JORGE: At all?
MRS. J: Sometimes I wonder if I don’t have a sense of humour, or if yours is wrong.
JORGE: I like how you’ve made it so that there’s no possible option I can take in which I would win.
[Both of them burst out laughing.]


Mrs. J also has a way of helping me achieve clarity by stating the obvious…


[Jorge and Mrs. J are discussing what sort of beverages they want to take camping. Crystal Lite is fine and dandy, but tastes like plastic, so they are trying to find alternatives…]
MRS. J: What about Tang?
JORGE: That’s cool. But it’s only orange flavoured.
MRS. J: So?
JORGE: Variety.
MRS. J: Oh.
JORGE: If only there was some sort of alternative. Some sort of drink flavours made up with something sweet but not Aspartame. Some sort of Anti-Splenda.
MRS. J: They have that.
JORGE: [Getting excited.] They do?
MRS J: Yes. It’s called sugar.
[Both of them burst out laughing.]


So good!

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