Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Running Through the Rain Forest

I know what you're thinking... "What is K.Fed doing in the rain forest?" Hardy-har-har, I get it. No, that's me, silly; I'm in the rain forests of Nevis, West Indies on a hiking adventure. We met up with our trusty tour guide, Jim Johnson, who is truly a god amongst men. He's like a computer science professor, Bear Grills, and Jedi all rolled into one. He told me he could survive alone in the jungle for years. I believe him. He has expert knowledge of all Nevisian flora, fauna, merriweather. He knows every trail, insect, and hidden ruin on the island. He also assaulted a doggy murderer with his own dead dog... Oh, and I got the hat in a strange Chinese-owned shop in the middle of Charlestown. It was white mesh and read "SPARKLER," thought the "S" and the "R" on the end were in a different font as the rest of the letters. Some confused it for "PARKLE" making it even harder to explain.

6 comments:

NathanaelMcDaniel said...

partner, next time you do this hitch on through asheville and pick a brother up!

lucy lawless said...

are you retired?

YaYaYaDonTKnowMe said...

Love to take you to the rain forest.

And what are you talking about, Luke? Old people would die on the trails I traveled. You might think Jim looks old, but shortly after this picture was taken he jumped vertically 14 feet into a crouch position on a tree branch above. There he caught a bird mid-flight with his bare hands.

lucy lawless said...

i only meant that you seem to travel quite a bit

YaYaYaDonTKnowMe said...

Ahh, yes. This was an extraordinary year for travel.

Kevlarg said...

You look like a bona-fide hillbilly Matt. Bet the trip was incredible.