June 12
We got off to a late start, 'cause it was foggy outside. I had to wake Aric up so that I could get out and pee, and it was just barely light out and the fog was so thick I couldn't see the other end of our campsite.
He said he had to pee, too, and he put on his pants even though it was so foggy that nobody could have seen him if he hadn't, but he didn't put on shoes so he had to sit on the tailgate and brush the dirt off his feet when he got back to Winston.
Fog always feels weird, 'cause it's being in a cloud when your hooves are on the ground, and there hadn't been many fogs since I'd been on Earth, so I'd kind of lost familiarity with them. Since it was here, though, it was good practice to move it around, so I trotted around our campsite and managed to break off a big chunk of it and sort of compact it down into a little angry cloud that promptly rained out on the ground until it turned back into a little fogcloud.
Aric thought that was really amazing, but I hadn't accomplished anything: the rest of the fog just came back in, and in five minutes you couldn't even tell what I'd cleared. But he wanted me to do it again, so I did, and then he went over and poked at my little cloud and said that it was a lot colder and wetter than he'd expected it to be. And when he took his hand away, he was surprised at how wet it was, and wiped it off on his pants.
I told him that the ones up high were even colder, then I let my second cloud go and it rained out another wet spot on the ground and went back to being fog.
We got back up inside Winston, and he took off his pants and we both watched out the back, and we took our time with me on top for a while and then he was and he said that he'd never noticed before how he could tell by my ears whether I was paying attention to him or not, and he tried to balance himself on one hand and turn my ears back to him when I heard something crunching through the trees.
Then both of us stopped because there was a fat raccoon that came out of the fog and he sniffed around and got up on the picnic table and started to smell the beer bottles but he knocked them over and noise scared him enough that he bolted off into the fog even before Aric started laughing at him.
Even after we were done, we stayed curled up under the blankets until the fog started to thin a little bit, then Aric started a fire again and said that today we'd be eating camp food for breakfast, so while he was getting that ready, I sat at the picnic table and wrote in my journal which he said was really funny.
He had little packets of oatmeal, which had maple syrup and brown sugar in it and it was really good, and once I'd licked my cup clean (and he'd wiped some stray oatmeal off my muzzle) he refilled my cup with coffee crystals. It still tasted kind of bitter, but somehow it tasted better than it had at his house.
He said that everything tastes better when you're camping.
We sat around until the fire died down, and I played a little bit more with the thinning fog, then he put out the fire and I packed up the beer bottles and we got in Winston and went back on the road.
We didn't go too far to our first stop, which was the next park. It was called Sleeping Bear Dunes, and it was a really big sand dune. There was an observation balcony at the top, where we could look over the lake, and he said that when he was in Boy Scouts, they had gone there and all the younger kids had run down the dune to the water without realizing that it was easy to go down but not so easy to get back up. He had stayed at the top with the rest of the leaders, like a smart person.
I wanted to go down, and I didn't have to worry about how hard it was to trot in loose sand, so I glided off the balcony and all the way down to the bottom, then circled out over the lake to lose some of my momentum, and also to look around in the water. It was pretty clear and I could see some big fish swimming around but there weren't any people fishing who might want to know.
I dipped my hooves in the lake, and then made a couple of climbing circles until I was as high as the balcony, and took a good look around the lake. It was just like the ocean—even from my height, I couldn't see anything but water off in the distance (it was still kind of hazy, though, so maybe I could have seen the other side if it was clear).
There were more people crowding on the balcony, so when I was nearly back, Aric left his spot and started walking along the path and I landed next to him and nuzzled his hip.
We tried to keep along the lake as we kept going northeast, but it was pretty challenging, 'cause there were still a lot of roads that didn't go through, so Aric had to backtrack a couple of times, but that was all right. Some of the roads just had a barrier right at the very end to keep you from driving into the lake, and we'd stop there and get out and walk down the beach and look at the water. He said that he hoped we'd see a ship (and I did, too) but there didn't seem to be any. He said it was because ships stayed further out here.
Back in the old days, though, he said that the Great Lakes were very dangerous for ships, because they would stay close to shore so they could navigate, and if a storm came, their only hope for safety was to make a port—he said that they couldn't outrun a storm like they could at sea, because the land was too close, and he told me that the Great Lakes were littered with shipwrecks, and there was a shipwreck museum we could go to.
We stopped for lunch in Leland at a restaurant called The Village Cheese Shanty, because he said with a name like that it would be a crime not to stop there. They had really good sandwiches and he also bought some cheese to take with us. He said that once we got further north we'd have to have our own food with us, and that before we crossed the bridge he was going to fill the cooler he had in the back.
Once we were done eating, we walked around the harbor and looked at the boats there. There weren't that many because the harbor was pretty small and the river through town had a dam in it, so boats couldn't go very far upstream.
Aric also stopped to put more fuel in Winston, because he said that there wasn't going to be anyplace to stop as far as he could remember, and we also got some more beer so that we'd have it for tonight. Then we drove up the peninsula until M-22 ended and we had to get on another road called M-201 which he said went all the way to the tip of the Leelanau peninsula.
It was kind of weird driving along the road because there wasn't any traffic going the other way. Aric said that was because we were still early in the vacation season, and that meant that there probably wasn't going to be anybody at the park.
But he said it still felt kind of weird.
We got to the park and he drove around until he found a good campsite that was near the beach. Compared to the last two, it was pretty deserted—there were a couple of Arveys parked near the entrance but that was all.
Right down by the beach, there was a sign that pointed towards some islands out in the lake, and we could actually see one of them off in the distance. Aric said it was Beaver Island, and that the others were too low to see. He was pretty sure that there was a lighthouse on South Fox Island, and he said that maybe if we came here after dark, we'd be able to see its light.
Since we had some time before dark, I asked if he minded if I went flying, and he said he didn't mind at all, so we walked back to Winston and I put on my flight gear while he used his telephone to find out what I needed to set the radio to in order to talk to the nearby airport.
It took them a little while to give me clearance to fly, because they couldn't figure out what airport I was departing from and they had a very hard time understanding that I wasn't leaving from an airport at all but from the state park, and then a different person asked me what kind of aircraft I was and I said that I was an ornithopter and he asked if that was a kind of drone.
I finally had to tell them what my flight rules were before they decided that it was okay, and I was getting pretty frustrated by the time I was done, but it was important to make sure that everyone knew what kind of airspace I needed to be safe.
I went a little bit north over the lake, and it didn't take me too long before I was high enough to see the other islands that couldn't be seen from the ground. If I'd been by myself, I think it would have been fun to fly to them, but it would be rude to Aric to leave him behind for hours.
We were at the very end of a long peninsula that made a big bay, which was partially split in two by another short, thin peninsula. There were lots of boats in it, most of them down towards the bottom of the bay.
There were also some boats out in the lake, but not as many. I could see a really big boat off in the distance that must have been one of the ships that Aric was hoping we'd see. From where it was, though, I didn't think he'd be able to see it from the land, and it didn't look like it was going to get close enough unless it turned and went into the bay.
I also saw an orange and white helicopter off in the distance, and as I flew around it started to get closer, which made me a bit nervous. It seemed to be heading in my direction, and I didn't want to be too close to it, so once it was a couple of miles away, I dived down towards the water to get out of its way. It shouldn't have been there, unless the airplane directors misunderstood where I was flying, or I hadn't understood their directions.
I'd gotten my wings pretty well-stretched anyway, so I flew low over the water until I was back at the lighthouse, and then landed on the grass next to it and walked back to our camp. On the way back, I called the airplane directors and told them that I had landed and I thought about saying something about the helicopter but I didn't.
I could still hear it out there, though, flying around.
When I got back to the campsite, we had dinner, which was some of the cheese he'd bought from the Village Cheese Shanty and crackers that were called Triscuits. He also had a bag of sunflower seeds that he said he'd bought just for me.
We went down to the beach right by our campsite after we were done eating, and he had to pick his path pretty carefully because the ground was wet. I just happily splashed through the water, but I had to be really careful ‘cause of all the loose rocks that could make me slip and hurt a leg.
At the very edge of the water there were a lot of flat rocks that were all piled on top of each other, and Aric told me that the wave action stacked the rocks, and I thought that was really neat . . . until he started laughing and I realized that he was lying. But I did wonder why someone would have done that, and he said that he didn’t know.
We were on the wrong side of the peninsula to see the sunset, which was too bad.
Before it was all the way dark, we made our way back to more solid ground. I flew, while he took a careful route again, and then we sat on a bench that overlooked the water and watched the stars start to appear overhead, first one or two and then hundreds and then thousands and thousands of them, dotting the whole sky and it was the most I’d seen since I left Equestria.
Helicopter... Fox Island.... an echo of the past perhaps?
Or just a heli pilot goofing off where he's unlikely to be busted for it.
So I don't actually know if it would be possible to see the other side of lake Michigan, but with the frame of reference I have (St-Lawrence river, lake Ontario, lake Superior, the English Channel), I'd say not unless you have very good eyes or binocular. And a lot of luck because body of water like that are often very hazy.
I do wonder, is High Island high enough to be seen? Or is Beaver Island hiding it?
Oooh! That sounds neat!
Ooh boy! Triscuits! Discovered these things last time I travelled to the states. Theu're not a regular thing, but they became a pretty common snack for me...
A nervous it? Or a bit nervous?
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Orange and white? More like one of these out of Traverse City.
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Eurocopter_HH-65_Dolphin
Personally I prefer Wheat Thins those are pretty good.
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Let's just say that this segment of the journey was done for research for CSI, so of course it's an echo of the past.
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It's pretty much not from the ground. I've seen airplanes over Chicago from South Haven, and if the weather conditions are just right, you could potentially see the tops of the tallest Chicago skyscrapers, but you aren't going to see land from ground level.
At altitude, with clear skies, though, Silver Glow probably could see Wisconsin.
It is. Last time I was there, it was super windy, which really got me in the mindset of ships running aground in storms.
There's another museum (which they won't be seeing on this trip) that has a half-lifeboat that survived the sinking of the Edmund Fitzgerald. See that, and it's not hard to understand how cruel Lake Superior can be, and why there were no survivors.
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True fact: Triscuits and cheese is what I had for dinner tonight. Ironically, this chapter was written before that.
A bit nervous. Correction made; thank you!
Durn right.
7481615 So maybe it went like this:
"Hey Bill, we've got an er... ornithopther flying from Leelanau states park and we have no idea what the heck it is. Mind checking it out for us?"
7481621 Unless I saw it wrong on the map, the lake is at it's widest (About 190km) near Leenalau.
And at Frankfort it was narrow enough that they migth've seen something.
And damm! That lifeboat is a wreck!
I take it they won't be going to Sault see the border then?
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What Dale doesn't know (I guess he's been under a rock for the last decade), is that Earth and Equestria connected a while back. Celestia's escapade to sleep in was actually well-planned and well-coordinated with Earth officials, except that Dale accidentally snuck in and crashed the whole thing.
honestly saying she was a pegasus might have been easier.
The title says June 12, but then the first line of the chapter is June 13.
What does fog-watching have to do with sex? Also, took off his pants.
7481695 Maybe she wrote this on June 13?
Yyou don't always have the time/energy to write your day's entry before going to bed so you write the next day in the morning, I know I did it a couple of time whit my travel log.
The pants are wet after he used them to dry is hand.
As to "why hasn't the local tower at least heard of the flying Pony?". Because in bureaucracies not only does the right hand not know what the left hand is doing, the right hand thinks the left hand is a foot & has 2 claws and a tentacle.
If they have to check in to a motel. I was the night clerk in a cheap motel & we didn't give a shit. If everyone didn't have proper ID, then you didn't get a room. This included passports and didn't count kids with parents. You paid in advance & if you got caught sneaking in extra people, you got kicked out. You made a fuss, we called the cops & we pressed charges if you got nasty.
It's really cute that she's classified as an ornithopter - there's an obvious scarcity of aeronautical definitions for flying ponies. Possible future classification? Equithopter.
Also, I've been curious: Silver's govt. handlers took a lot of pains to keep tabs on her and the other ponies from the start. I'm sure some of that was because they were a new thing, but it makes me wonder if they aren't keeping watch in some way, now, while she and Aric are randomly roaming the countryside...
7481703 Fair enough on the date.
7481615 could also be Canadian. Air Orange. Medical choppers
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That's still pretty light. Last quarter, I had 5 finals and a final project over two weeks ... I had 4 classes. I can see how the whole interpretation thing would be stressful. I've had finals that weren't designed to be finished and ones where the class average is 40%. You go out of the final feeling really bad hoping that there's a decent curve. I also had a professor who had the idea to give us a final on material that we didn't cover in class to test how well we can learn from other sources. He didn't go through with it though, we wouldn't have had enough prep time
Learned it in high school. In my middle school we had earth science (basic geology) life science (bio) and physical (combined chem and physics). The physical science was overall pretty light. The math in cheerilee's classroom is gibberish, but the symbols are real and I didn't learn the meaning until college (mostly multivariable calculus). The math during the bowling scene in episode 100 is legit though.
honestly just pet animals; cat's, dogs, whatever. But i'm aware that most male mammals have them
I'm at the point where classes are starting to be only offered once or twice a year (very uncommon for my major). I haven't noticed this yet though (although I haven't started real advanced classes). I believe my experience may be slightly different. My major is the largest in the school so there's lots of students at every level, i'm probably going to notice it in specialization stuff.
Sometimes there's just to much to remember. In one of my design classes, the professor needed to use notes to keep the equations straight during lectures. For that final I had a 4 page equation sheet and the professor provided a two page one (along with about 6 pages of tables and graphs) and even then he had to write a few equations on the board. Realistically you'll be able to look up the information you need. Although you end up memorizing some stuff because you use it so much
7478511 I never got the whole pi vs tau debate. the choice of radius/diameter is arbitrary and both variables convey the same information. Practically, it makes no difference to me. I use degrees a lot of the time and I end up using pi as a constant a lot so it would just change the equations I use by a factor of 1/2
All these little islands remind me of Walter Anderson and how he used to take his water colors out on a little boat to the boundary islands and just paint birds and stuff for days
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Yeah, that's something which might cause a few problems later, hopefully she doesn't get the sniffles or eat something she shouldn't while off on her little trip.
Maybe they'll have to tag her or put an ankle bracelet on her so they can keep track of her, although Silver could gnaw one of her hooves off to get away
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Everyone along the lakes knows the sad tale of the Edmund Fitzgerald.
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I imagine a blinking alarm going off at MiB headquarters.
"Alien out of zone... oh never mind, it's just Silver Glow."
I've been to the museum at Whitefish Point. Interesting. Sad.
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Hey! Who are you calling a drone!
That doesn't work, you have to let her steal them.
This is something I've really missed out on, living in a city all my life.
That Andy Goldsworthy gets around doesn't he?
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I dare say they're watching from a distance.
Oh dear, I'm going to have to make another bookshelf. Previously I had satisfied myself with 'Double favourited', 'Favourited' and 'Upvoted', since three steps on the podium are enough for anyone. But what if there was a fire and a voice spoke from the heavens, "You can have ten and not one more", which would I choose? It's generally wise to consider these questions beforehand.
Silver Glow, the OC to rule them all.
Honestly, its like becoming a brony all over again.
Also, why the hell do you not have a Patreon account? If I can give my limited funds to Skirts I can certainly give some to you.
They are the Village Cheese Society.
Dougal:Ponies are back Ted.
Ted:What, Celestia sleeping on the job again?
Air Traffic Control. Just what are they doing with that that a certain single CPU that can handle crypto information at 2 Gigabytes a second cant track a million items on a second per second basis, given it aint running Windows?
Given the F35 uses the PASemi last I heard and its a throwup between design philosophies it ptobably explains why they are having problems. Its a VTOL, its uses the same physics as Eagle and Harrier. Sod that, we demand the universe works the way we want it to? Thats what the RCS is for.
All they need to track SG is to ask the FAA for all instances of Pegasus 1 calling for flight permission.
Also... according to YouTube there are several crazy people who have built over sized drones that they are trying to fly in.
Doesn't SG also meet the requirement/definition of 'Ultralight'?
I would think that just typing in her callsign into the FAA database
would tell the controllers everything they would need to know.
Or they could call Kalamazoo's tower and talk to Grumpy.
I have to say thanks for the OPP/CSI reference. That made my night.
(I'd rather have a new OPP chapter but beggars can't be choosers.)
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Yeah, that was pretty much it. The tower didn't specifically ask, but the Coasties heard it over the radio and were curious, so. . . .
You can't unless it's really tall. At night, you might be able to see the lights on top of a radio tower or whatever.
I used to live near Lexington, which is on the Lake Huron side, near where Lake Huron feeds into the St. Mary's River. You could see the lights of Port Huron at night, but I never saw it, nor did I ever see what I could positively identify as land across the lake.
I've heard that in storms like that, crews usually wouldn't even try to abandon ship. If you were going to die in the storm, you might as well die in your bunk.
They have, just because the Soo Locks are always worth a visit.
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That would be an interesting twist.
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Maybe, or else that would have confused them even more. At least they can look up on the FAA website what an ornithopter is and what its flight requirements are (well, I assume the FAA has such a database).
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Fixed, thank you!
They're watching the fog while they're doing the horizontal mambo.
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She's writing it piecemeal whenever she can. Before, when she had a nice, regular class schedule, she'd usually write the previous day's entries in the morning, after her flight.
Nope, they're just in the way of morning sex.
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Exactly. The only tower who really knows what's up is Kalamazoo, and even the evening shift hasn't all read the memo.
Man, some of them I've stayed at they didn't ask any questions at all. We had a dozen in a room after one SCA event.
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What really got you at K was the other stuff you did either inside your major or as a hobby. Besides class time, I probably had ten to thirty hours a week of theatre-related stuff--scene shop work, hanging lights for a show, whatever.
Hah, that just reminded me that there was an episode of Foxtrot (an American comic) where the smart kid filled up the whole blackboard with an equation and it wasn't until I learned imaginary numbers that I realized that the equation was accurate.
I think that we had a pretty similar split in middle school, but I don't remember for sure. It wasn't until high school that I had classes in specific fields, though (Geology was a blast).
Part of it was just how small a school it was (about 200 students in each grade level)--there were five theatre majors in my year. On the other hand, my brother went to the University of Michigan school of Engineering, which probably had two thousand students or so in each class, and I remember during graduation, there were hordes of mechanical engineers . . . and three atomic engineers, sitting in their own little section.
I think that's an important thing to remember. Back in the old days, it might have been worth memorizing the stuff, because it took time to flip through reference books to get what you wanted, but these days it's just a quick search away. Heck, one of our shop programs has a quick menu for common specs and procedures (things like lug nut torque, firing order, etc.).
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That would be fun. I can't paint, though.
I actually wrote the first part of CSI-V at a picnic table in the UP. I would have done it all, but it started to rain, and computers don't like being rained on.
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Especially if it's bad enough that someone has to call 911.
"Okay, Silver, from now on you have to wear this tether and this collar."
"Why does it say 'if found, return to Kalamazoo, MI?'"
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I wonder if anyone's done a pony/MiB crossover yet?
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It's a great little museum. The Valley Camp is good, too, although they won't be seeing it this trip.
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correction made; thank you!
"If I play the bagpipes while I play, I'm some kind of a drone."
He can toss the bag into the woods and tell her to fetch.
Find a way to get out in the country some night. It's totally worth it.
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Hopefully, they don't have a mandolin player.
Because most of our ATC system is leftovers from WWII that have been upgraded only when needed? Now that they depend so much on transponders, I think a lot of ATC towers can barely track a plane (or pony) that hasn't got one.
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That is one method that they're using.
Doesn't SG also meet the requirement/definition of 'Ultralight'?
I would think so. Her 'aircraft' plus 'pilot' (i.e., herself + radios and such) doesn't weigh more than 150 pounds (about 65kg). Max takeoff weight for an ultralight is about 1000 pounds (450kg or so).
It ought to--I would think that there's some kind of quick reference database for particular aircraft requirements.
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I did that stretch of the trip (Leelanau peninsula and then around to Charelvoix) purely for research for CSI.
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Ooh, equithopter would be good. Although I do like ornithopter, as well (and technically she meets the definition).
Of course they are. If they're prudent, they know when she calls for flight clearance, and they know where her cell phone is (although in much of the UP, that won't do them any good, because there aren't any towers to locate it). She's also got a credit card which is easily tracked.
If they're paranoid, they know where Aric's cell phone is, and where he's using his credit card, and if they're overly paranoid, Winston has a tracking device on it, and a Sienna van following it.
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USCG in this case; any Canadian chopper would have to fly considerably into the US to be seen in Traverse City. Now, near Detroit or Port Huron, or Sault Ste. Marie, there'd be a good chance of it.
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I doubt it was him, but last time I was at the state park on the tip of the Leelanau Peninsula, someone had stacked rocks like that on the shore.
Oh, yeah, they are.
Maybe super double favorites? The mostest favorited?
The short answer is that I don't need the money, and I don't want to disappoint my sponsors or feel obligated to them if I suddenly flake out or decide to abandon all my stories or think that maybe my true calling is weird fetishy clopfics.
I've thought about it before, and perhaps once the site goes genfic, I'll consider it again.
Since this is tied into OPP (which I also adore) I'm surprised she didn't go and see the site of First Contact. That's kind of an enormous deal.
If that isn't the truest statement I've ever heard I don't know what is.
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Think about it, what are the possibilities? Ultralight, Drone, Lighter-than-air? I might go "ultralight" with ornithopter 2nd best
I remember in Reader's Digest "Life in These United States", someone watched an Hispanic family feeding a raccoon & talking to it in Spanish. His first thought was "Don't be silly. Raccoons don't speak Spanish"
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Super late reply!
It's not technically, although if one is willing to forgive some discrepancies, it's reasonably close.
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One of my best memories of a camp meal is steaks, half-cooked on sticks (like giant oversized marshmallows, really). Half cooked, 'cause us scouts were too dumb to figure out that you can't start a fire with hardwood.
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What's really funny is the ludicrous number of flight hours she presumably has.
Back in my 'taking horseback riding classes' days, I got in the habit of running my hand across the tailgate of my truck so that it would know I was back there.
Pony shall have her boob pillow human! Roll over and give it to her! Yet again, solid proof pony are at least 49% feline.
Gotta agree with her that being able to just leave you supplies in the bathroom and not have to gather them all up really is sooooo damn good. Just, so much easier and simpler.
How long till Nina's starts advertising as 'The most popular breakfast spots for all the Ponies in Kallamazoo!' Given how much a regular Silver is by this point.
Hey hey hey Aric... it's not stealing here, it's just the pony's fee for service. She fills it up, so she gets a few.
Yeaaah a girlfriend that you need to shoo away from a birdfeeder really isn't something you consider a thing that could happen.
Silver, your issue with assuming the road numbering makes sense to humans, is assuming there IS some logical sense behind it we understand. We've simply dealt with the randomness long enough to know there really isn't a logic beyond some general rules, and know not to bother looking for it.
I... hate just general "Head i this direction and see where we end up' stuff, I need to know where we are going, what route, I can't just... drive.. it drives me NUTS! It's ver, very bad directions!
Awww pony gets to see some stuff lie back home, yay windmills and things that make sense to pony!
"Wheeled houses called Arveys"
Oh Silver.... so adorably silly.
Also very wise. Sure it goes fine on it's own, but still worth just sitting and watching the sunset just for the show and the beauty.
Getting to laugh at the silly humans as they try to get dressed in tight spaces. #ponyperks
Becuase of COURSE you had to stop at 'Silver Lake'. So, does this mean she can lay claim to it?
"I didn't want to get hit by a flying car."
Let's hope Doc Brown isn't in the area then. Still, if we had flying cars, it would make things a lot easier on the pegasi, since they'd just have to act like one of them.
Yes, rude to fly over food, but silly and cute. And you are likely controlled enough not to leave... additives.. in the food.
I get giving a tip even if they aren't the best, if only because of how fucked their payment is, but half the meal cost, when you explicitly say she was surly and bad tempered? That's a bit much.
Missing what you wanted to see because of something you could have easily fond out and planned for. THIS is why you plan things out!
Yes Silver, there is a HUGE difference between the cheap, generic bagel you get in a cafeteria, and fresh, specially made bagels from a Bagel Shop. Even more so if you are anywhere near New York.
Random free diners from nice old couples that want to be nice to the pony. #ponyperks Such a sweet gesture. It felt so good, she had to go show off a bit in the air. She really does not get how special and unique just her basic flying is to humans.
It's sweet they can bond over being in the wilderness but... UUUUUUGGGGHHH! No no no no no hate it, just, no no no no. Been there, done that, hate it.
Pony just randomly playing with fog is so adorable awesome. She's not even trying to do anything, just, messing around like someone might draw random squiggles in sand.
And Aric has found out Ponies have a tell for what they are paying attention to. Took some time, but is a nice touch. Humans are very devoted to sight, what they are paying attention to is what their eyes will be drawn too. Ponies use hearing the same way. Very nice touch. SO is pulling their ear towards you the equivalent of turning them to look at you?
"Everything tastes better when you are camping'
I'm gonna need to see the hard evidence for this.. bugs and pollen and gunk, and whatever else gets into the food doesn't make it that much more appealing to me.
Some pegasi could make a really good living just acting as fishing scouts for charter boats.
And then she goes and starts confusing all the new airplane people trying to figure out WTF is going on. And the first sign pony does not quite grasp how flight travel and zones work, mostly due to low non-commercial flying in her area, and the local air space controllers knowing more about her and going out of their way to give her a WIDE and very tightly enforced clearance.
Sunflower seeds only taste good when they are from a birdfeeder. Speaking of, he should have brought one, just for the lulz.
And so the trip begins.. will give my bigger thoughts on it overall at the end.
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Boobs are 100% the best pillow ever. Anyone who says otherwise is wrong.
Totally agreed. One of the nice things about having your own place, that's for sure.
They really could. I don't know if that's all that much of a claim (really, it's Silver Glow's only regular breakfast spot), but then there's nothing wrong with taking pride in that.
I know, right? And you can't begrudge the pony her share of sunflower seeds. She's basically a bird anyway.
Someone once asked if I had an ex-girlfriend for every occasion (basically, after some weird little bit of trivia that I mentioned that one of my ex-girlfriends could do that or something like that) and I have to admit, I've never had one who stole sunflower seeds out of my birdfeeder.
yet.
There is a certain bit of logic to it (north-south interstates are odd-numbered; east/west are even-numbered, and I think they start in the south and east, and numbers ascend from there; connecting roads have three-digit numbers (496, 696, etc.). Less sure about US highways (US12, etc.) and state roads are numbered in their own special way.
Interestingly, Kalmazoo and Van Buren County did have their own somewhat logical system--in Kalamazoo County, east/west roads were lettered and called avenues (D Ave, H Ave, etc.) with multiple letters if it was a halfway on the grid (KL Ave), and north/south roads were streets and numbered (10th St, 25th St, etc). Van Buren County did the Ave/St. thing, but they were all numbered, and it sucked when someone dispatching wreckers didn't remember to find out if the address was on a street or an avenue.
I've done a few road trips that way, back in college. It was lots of fun. "I think we're in Indiana now. Hey, look, there's a circus museum in Peru, IN. Let's go there. Oh, we can't not visit Possum Trot, KY."
Windmills are the shit, yo. And the one in Holland MI is actually imported from Holland (the country), and currently there is a Dutch-certified windmill miller who operates it. I'm 99% sure I've met her once.
She's not wrong, though.
I'm more hit and miss on sunsets, but I've gotten a bunch of theatre people up at about 5am to watch the sunrise over Lake Huron from the roof of my van.
Clothes are such an inconvenience. It's actually surprising that Silver didn't get Aric to drive pantsless at least once.
You know, I never even though of that pun when I was writing the story. Silver Lake is legit a major destination to people with off-road vehicles.
Flying cars (and trucks) are very much a danger at Silver Lake.
(Silver Glow totally could have stuck that landing)
I mean, unless she's in a bad mood.
Yeah, although then again it might make her think more kindly to ponies in the future.
Well, yeah, there is that, although they do eventually get to ride the Badger, which is more better than seeing the ship that's kept for parts (I can't remember its name).
Yeah, I'm sure that K-College bagels are the ones that come in white boxes from Sysco or GFS . . . even an Aunt Millie's bagel is better, and that's got nothing on bakery bagels. We're probably not all that great at making them in Michigan, at least not on the West Coast.
That's the best part about her. She could be so full of herself because she can fly whenever she wants, and humans can't do that. Heck, the other two tribes can't do that, either. Magic is cool and all, but it's not flying. Also, nice people are nice.
Nature is pretty cool, aside from mosquitoes, wasps, and ants. I've got a little nature spot hollowed out in my backyard. Still needs some improvement, but right now I can just chill on my chair and listen to the catbirds yelling at me, and pretend that there isn't anything beyond what I can see.
Fog is the best for showing humans what she can do; she can play with it and shape it right in front of them.
Pony ears are a giveaway every time, and that's a fact. They probably wouldn't like it if you pulled their ears towards you, though.
You've never had a mostly raw steak 'cooked' on a sharp stick over a fire.
They totally could. Heck, back in Chonamare, finding the fish is one of shipboard pegasi's duty. That, and checking the rigging when required.
I have to think (and I don't know this for a fact) that whenever something enters into airspace that's really out of the normal understanding of ATC, they have problems. Silver is likely more of a problem, especially since they haven't been warned, but I guess that's the risk of being a trailblazer. Pegasi in the future are probably going to have more luck with ATC.
He could have hung it from the topper on Winston. Or just kept it loose in the cab.
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That's why I want huge anime tiddies, so I havr a shelf, extra pocket, and portable pillows
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If they’re your own, I’m not sure how good they are as pillows, at least not if they’re the size of an actual human’s. Probably I could google a bit and find an image of an anime character sleeping on her own bosom.
One of the girls I used to work with at the Renaissance Faire had a little pin at the top of her corset that said “what color are my eyes?” I thought that was really funny.
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If you've ever watched "The Powderpuff Girls", they never show Miss Sara Bellum above the neck. Doubtless the same reason.
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I’ve seen a few episodes in bits and pieces, but have no idea who any of the characters are. Sometimes it was on while I was working at the group home.
Luckily, there’s the internet!
And yeah, I see what you’re saying.
That reminds me of when I was in Scouts, there was a massive slope, probably about a 50 degree incline, just steep enough that made it really difficult to climb. I took off my belt for a friend to use to pull himself up, and we got him up, but my belt broke in the process.
Just like the good old Edmund Fitzgerald.
The legend lives on down from the Chippewa on down,
Of the big lake they call Gitche Gumee.
Rest in peace, to the crew, as well as you too, Lightfoot.