Elephant Butte, NM

Monday, June 30, 2014

Dave's Hells Canyon Boat Ride.



Dave took the Beamers Hells Canyon All day Boat Tour. A 200 mile round trip, powered with 2, 400 HP, jet boat out of Lewiston, Wa. The boat had NO steering wheel but a lever.  It is the deepest gorge in the US.  There were class 3 rapids.  He saw spectacular scenery including: big horn sheep, elk, deer, otters and goats.  The trip made Dave's top 10 list of things to do in his lifetime!






Steering trottle.



















Remember this view from our Hat Point Trip?   The river at the bottom, top center, is where the jet boat drove days later as Dave looked up to where he was standing days earlier! 

Saturday, June 28, 2014

Sunday Joke!

At the beginning of my shift  I placed a stethoscope on an elderly and slightly deaf female patient’s anterior chest wall.  ‘Big breaths,’….I instructed. ‘Yes, they used to be,’…. Replied the patient.
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While acquainting myself with a new elderly patient, I asked,’ How long have you been bedridden?’  After a look of complete confusion she answered…..’Why, not for about 20 years-when my husband was alive.’
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I was performing rounds at the hospital one morning and while checking on a man I asked….. ‘So how’s your breakfast this morning?’  It’s very good except for the Kentucky Jelly.  I can’t seem to get used to the taste.’  Bob replied….  I then asked to see the jelly and Bob produced a foil packet labeled ‘KY Jelly.’ 
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A nurse on duty in the emergency room when a young woman with purple hair styled into a punk rocker Mohawk, sporting a variety of tattoos and earing astrange clothing, entered… It was quickly determined that the patient had acute appendicitis, so she was scheduled for immediate surgery…. When she was completely disrobed on the operating table, the staff noticed that her pubic hair had been dyed green and above it was a tattoo that read…’Keep off the grass.’  Once the surgery was completed, the surgeon wrote a short note on the patient’s dressing, which said ‘Sorry…had to mow the grass.’
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As a new, young MD doing his residency in OB.  I was quite embarrassed when performing female pelvic exams…. To cover my embarrassment I had unconsciously formed a habit of whistling softly.  The middle-aged lady upon whom I was performing this exam suddenly burst out laughing and further embarrassing me.  I looked up from my work and sheepishly said….I’m sorry.   Was I tickling you?  She replied with tears running down her cheeks from laughing so hard….’No doctor but the song you were whistling was …. I wish I were an Oscar Mayer Weiner.
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Baby’s First Doctor Visit

A women and a baby were in the doctor’s office exam room, waiting for the doctor to come in for the baby’s first exam.  The doctor arrived and examined the baby, checking his weight. And being a little concerned, asked if the baby was breast-fed or bottle-feed. ‘Breast-fed,’ she replied, ‘Well, strip down to your waist,’ the doctor ordered.  She did.  He pinched her nipples, pressed, kneaded and rubbed both breasts for a while in a very professional and detailed examination.  Monitoring to her to get dressed, the doctor said, ‘No wonder this baby is underweight. You don’t have any milk. ‘I know, she said, ‘I’m the Grandma, but I’m glad I came.’

Sunday, June 22, 2014

Sunday Joke.



The Nagging Wife


An old hillbilly farmer had a wife who nagged him unmercifully. From morning 'til night she was always complaining about something. The only time he got any relief was when he was out plowing with his old mule. He plowed a lot.

One day, when he was out plowing, his wife brought him lunch in the field. He drove the old mule into the shade, sat down on a stump, and began to eat his lunch. Immediately, his wife began nagging him again. Complain, nag, complain, nag - it just went on and on. All of a
sudden, the old mule lashed out with both hind feet, caught her smack in the back of the head. Killed her dead on the spot.

At the funeral several days later, the minister noticed something rather odd. When a woman mourner would approach the old
farmer, he would listen for a minute, then nod his head in agreement; but when a man mourner approached him, he would listen for a minute, then shake his head in disagreement.

This was so consistent, the minister decided to ask the old farmer about it. So after the funeral, the minister spoke to the old farmer, and asked him why he nodded his head and agreed with the women, but always shook his head and disagreed with all the men.

The old farmer said, 'Well, the women would come up and say
some thing about how nice my wife looked, or how pretty her dress was, so I'd nod my head in agreement.'

'And what about the men?' the minister asked.

'They wanted to know if the mule was for sale.'

Saturday, June 21, 2014

Wanna go for a ride? Our last ride here for how long?



 Another dirt road!  We are off to Lookout something or other?

   

   Cool one laner!


We ended up at the fish hatchery.  Sarah jumped out of the Jeep and a gal was right over in Dave's face!  Yikes!  How could she yell at a face like that!
 On the way back I saw this!  How cool?

 That same house.

 Again, on the other side of the driveway!

 Phil taking a picture.




 It is just too pretty here!  This is looking down at the valley around Elgin.


Heading back to Wallowa.

Wallowa County.

 We been here, here and here. Somewhere around 1600 miles of mushroom hunting and sight seeing.



 See why I like this place?






 The view from the top of the ski resort.








Tour of Joseph.  We even found a pool table. Joseph reminds me of Hill City, SD.





 She's my favorite.


 What a six pack on this boy!



 Two Sista's!




 Chief Joseph.