<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22262101</id><updated>2011-04-21T14:48:38.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Hunt for Juan Valdez</title><subtitle type='html'>Selected journal entries of the fictional journey of a caffeinated explorer.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Stacy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>8</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22262101.post-114196524466981133</id><published>2006-02-22T20:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T10:42:54.560-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 11 - Dodge ball</title><summary type='text'>Remember dodge ball in school? Trying to avoid those round,red,rubber missiles aimed at various body parts that no one had a right to be aiming things at, while trying to stay upright? We got to experience that again. An animal of some sort up one of the nearby mountains set loose a rock-slide as we were passing by.Jake's not as light on his feet as he leads people to believe. Hopping all over </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/feeds/114196524466981133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22262101&amp;postID=114196524466981133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114196524466981133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114196524466981133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-11-dodge-ball.html' title='Day 11 - Dodge ball'/><author><name>Stacy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22262101.post-114170434102333019</id><published>2006-02-19T19:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-09T20:57:11.236-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 8 - Tierra del Cafeina</title><summary type='text'>Carrie and Sean spent the day writing out the details of the blurred manuscripts as best they could.  Sean is determined to redeem himself after the fiascoes of the last day or so.  He's ready to lead the team in the morning to a new location.  According to the interpretations, J.V. had a favorite spot he wouldn't allow anyone else to follow him into. It was where he harvested rarer beans we </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/feeds/114170434102333019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22262101&amp;postID=114170434102333019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114170434102333019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114170434102333019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-8-tierra-del-cafeina.html' title='Day 8 - Tierra del Cafeina'/><author><name>Stacy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22262101.post-114040437730718733</id><published>2006-02-18T19:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T07:25:34.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 7 – evening - Tierra del Cafeina</title><summary type='text'>Lost another day. Poor Sean - it's not his fault. After all, with the water damage, anyone could have read “walk 40 yards to the north past the old bridge" as "take 90 guards to the fort and pasture old Tridge".  'Tridge' assumed to be an affectionate name for one of J.V.’s mules that he must have tearfully recorded as having to put out to pasture. Right.Still not sure exactly why Sean thought </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/feeds/114040437730718733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22262101&amp;postID=114040437730718733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114040437730718733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114040437730718733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-7-evening-tierra-del-cafeina.html' title='Day 7 – evening - Tierra del Cafeina'/><author><name>Stacy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22262101.post-114040407541531236</id><published>2006-02-17T15:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-22T17:51:08.280-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 6- afternoon, Tierra del Cafeina</title><summary type='text'>We lost a day, having to recover a lot of our supplies after the rainstorm the other night. While we recovered most of our things, pages of the J.V. manuscript were damaged.. Carrie is trying to dry out and piece together some of it. Sean's busy trying to interpret some of the blurry text and copy it in his notebook.~Uneventful day as we spent a lot of it doing laundry. Still must smell '</summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/feeds/114040407541531236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22262101&amp;postID=114040407541531236' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114040407541531236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114040407541531236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-6-afternoon-tierra-del-cafeina.html' title='Day 6- afternoon, Tierra del Cafeina'/><author><name>Stacy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22262101.post-114040365955653140</id><published>2006-02-16T06:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T18:12:16.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day 5 - Tierra del Cafeina</title><summary type='text'>The lush landscape of the area can be very deceiving. While beautiful it can still be a very dangerous place to stay long. Last night, after making it to Tierra del Cafeina, and getting everything setup, a torrential rainfall nearly flooded out our camp. Frightened animals seeking shelter would suddenly pop up and Todd nearly went into a fit when a lizard climbed up his back and hid under his </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/feeds/114040365955653140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22262101&amp;postID=114040365955653140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114040365955653140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114040365955653140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-5-tierra-del-cafeina.html' title='Day 5 - Tierra del Cafeina'/><author><name>Stacy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22262101.post-114040188332550887</id><published>2006-02-14T18:17:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-19T20:58:52.956-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day  3 -  Columbia</title><summary type='text'>We're heading for a mountainous region called ‘Tierra del Cafeina'. Mosquitoes and other annoying creepy-crawly things have feasted on us throughout our journey, and one of the team has already had to go back as he proved to be allergic to something. The rest of us made due with our skin protected and coated in various anti-itch creams and bug repellent. Deep Woods Off has never been this deep </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/feeds/114040188332550887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22262101&amp;postID=114040188332550887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114040188332550887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/114040188332550887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/2006/02/day-3-columbia.html' title='Day  3 -  Columbia'/><author><name>Stacy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22262101.post-113989191394213756</id><published>2006-02-13T20:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T16:20:39.686-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>....So it was that I found myself in the lush landscape of Columbia within a week after discovering the conspiracy surrounding Juan Valdez.DAY 2 - Columbia, airportJust a quick note to remind myself to never, EVER sit next to Roland on a plane again. We haven't even reached the heat and humidity of the jungle yet, and already the man is sweating like... well, like something that sweats A LOT. </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/feeds/113989191394213756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22262101&amp;postID=113989191394213756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/113989191394213756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/113989191394213756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/2006/02/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Stacy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22262101.post-113960386102024688</id><published>2006-02-10T12:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-02-10T13:59:52.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did I ever tell you the story about my search for Juan Valdez?</title><summary type='text'>It started innocently enough.  I had a thought.  And yes, based on previous experience, anyone would have the right to be a little suspicious of this.  Heck, for safety measures one should be required to be cautious at this point.  But, I went ahead and had the thought anyway, heedless of the danger.  Just a little question niggling at the back of my brain about the nature of the man who adorned </summary><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/feeds/113960386102024688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22262101&amp;postID=113960386102024688' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/113960386102024688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22262101/posts/default/113960386102024688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://huntforjv.blogspot.com/2006/02/did-i-ever-tell-you-story-about-my.html' title='Did I ever tell you the story about my search for Juan Valdez?'/><author><name>Stacy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
