Re: Stargate Figures in Action
Posted: Wed Mar 02, 2016 10:00 pm
Kate, Pam, oh you two little devils. What do you do to me? Temptations, temptations... Anyway, thank you for the good tip. I will indeed check it out and think about it.
And now back to the topic.
Jack’s winter adventures - Savoie Alps 2012 - Part 3
Another day in the mountains brought a great surprise. We found a cave - grotto - in a glacier above our resort. Once Jack had spotted it, he just dived into it, leaving me far behind. After a while of wandering through a maze of tunnels, I could hear familiar sounds of metal clattering against ice. I breathed a sigh of relief and followed in the direction where the sound was coming from. More steps through the narrow tunnels, a couple of corners, and there he was, plastered to a wall, fully concentrated on his climbing.
In an eerie light of my head lamp, I watched Jack’s progress. He did not pay any attention to his surroundings and was moving systematically like a machine. There was something very disturbing about him.
Paja: Jack?
Jack: Euge.
Now, that really scared me.
Paja: Jack, what are you doing there?
Jack: Euge. Euge.
When I heard him speaking Ancient, I felt totally helpless. I thought he lost it. But I did not know why. What happened here? What could possibly cause this?
Then, at some point that probably presented the top of his frantic climb, Jack yelled a victorious “YES!” and started to rappel back to the base of the mysterious wall.
When he was securely on the floor, he just kept standing there without a word, his gaze fixed on a strange ledge he had reached seconds ago. He was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, but visibly satisfied and proud at his achievement.
And now back to the topic.
Jack’s winter adventures - Savoie Alps 2012 - Part 3
Another day in the mountains brought a great surprise. We found a cave - grotto - in a glacier above our resort. Once Jack had spotted it, he just dived into it, leaving me far behind. After a while of wandering through a maze of tunnels, I could hear familiar sounds of metal clattering against ice. I breathed a sigh of relief and followed in the direction where the sound was coming from. More steps through the narrow tunnels, a couple of corners, and there he was, plastered to a wall, fully concentrated on his climbing.
In an eerie light of my head lamp, I watched Jack’s progress. He did not pay any attention to his surroundings and was moving systematically like a machine. There was something very disturbing about him.
Paja: Jack?
Jack: Euge.
Now, that really scared me.
Paja: Jack, what are you doing there?
Jack: Euge. Euge.
When I heard him speaking Ancient, I felt totally helpless. I thought he lost it. But I did not know why. What happened here? What could possibly cause this?
Then, at some point that probably presented the top of his frantic climb, Jack yelled a victorious “YES!” and started to rappel back to the base of the mysterious wall.
When he was securely on the floor, he just kept standing there without a word, his gaze fixed on a strange ledge he had reached seconds ago. He was drenched in sweat, breathing heavily, but visibly satisfied and proud at his achievement.