> -----Original Message-----
> From: SCUBA or ELSE! Diver's forum [mailto:[log in to unmask]] On
> Behalf Of Ray Jones
> Sent: Thursday, February 05, 2004 11:31 PM
> To: [log in to unmask]
> Subject: Re: [SCUBA-SE] Moose kissing (was origin of whinge
>
> In a message dated 2/5/2004 9:03:11 PM Central Standard Time,
> [log in to unmask] writes:
>
>
> >
> > I had a less than pleasant experience with a camel when I lived in Iran.
> > Several of us were riding in the desert south of Tehran. The camel I was
> on
> > was a pretty decent, calm animal for a Camel but the one behind me did
> not
> > like the fact that I was riding his friend. He kept sneaking up behind
> and
> > biting and spitting on me. I finally got the chance to kick it in the
> snout
> > once when he snuck up on the side. He at least kept his distance and
> just
> > spit from then on. Of course the Iranians with us thought it was
> freakin'
> > hilarious!
> >
>
> Hello Mike,
>
> I sitting here with tears in my eyes laughing at this one.
>
> Great story.
>
> Thanks
>
> Ray

I was just thinkin' that it would have been nice to have had my Glock with
me then. I'd have popped the f.....er between the eyes and then I'd have
been able to laugh!  ;-)

Or course I'd have looked pretty stupid wearing that camel saddle and
hauling the owner around the desert from then on too.... ;-)

These guys were pretty cool though. They hauled Opium and Hash to Pakistan
and traded it for guns and hauled them back. Friendliest folks you could
ever meet unless you pissed them off.

I found out pretty quick after getting there that Levi's were better than
money. I had friends shipping me Jeans every few months that I traded for
pretty much anything I wanted. A couple pairs of them got me out of a little
hot water with the local legal establishment in Shiraz once. They even gave
me back my contraband. ;-)

Mike