mikerickson:

sidoniethefairy:

or centuries, large unidentified sea animals have been reported off the coast of New Zealand. In 1968, a carcass washed ashore at Muriwai, on the west coast of North Island. The body was measured at 30 ft (9.1 m) long and 8 ft (2.4 m) high. After examining the bizarre carcass, the chairman of the Zoology Department at the University of Auckland said: “I can’t think of anything it resembles.” The body was photographed and looks like a big hairy blob. Other than a few sentences, very little information has been written about the case.

In 1977, the Japanese fishing trawler Zuiyō Maru discovered the Zuiyo-maru carcass off the coast of New Zealand, east of Christchurch. The crew was initially convinced that the body was an unidentified animal, but Captain Akira Tanaka decided to dump it back into the ocean. Before it was lost, a collection of photos, sketches, and samples were taken of the creature. The discovery resulted in a “plesiosaur-craze” in Japan. Analysis of the tissue indicated that the creature was most likely the carcass of a basking shark. However, the carcass holds some bizarre characteristics. It had a long neck, four large, reddish fins, a long tail, and lacked a dorsal fin.

I do love me some cryptozoology.

comeindoingcartwheels:

Campfire chilllllin’! (by verblonica)

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staypozitive:

Holding hands may seem like an innocent gesture, but they show more than a simple interlocking of fingers. Your hands are one of the most essential parts of your body: you build with them, feed with them, hold with them, touch with them, fight with them; they are the tools of the human body. To take a hold of another’s hand is to break from living individually. It is to link yourself to another being, to momentarily entwine your life with another’s, to promise, for a moment, that you need not face the world alone. More simple, more aesthetically naive than other forms of affection, i.e kissing, hugging, sexing.., the act of holding hands is often trivialized in its true implications. 

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a-natural-high:

captainslacks:

taylardoes:

same

reblog everytime

wait what

If only they fixed the coloring on his face

I’m not anal with these things I swear

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wilderdude:

Yesnaby, Orkney isles

Photo: Scott Johnston

What an awesome perspective

I would have so much fun with these picnic pants. People invent the darnest things.

If these came in my possession, I would spend my time standing and flapping my knees and giggling

“Icebergs are very much like us in that they have their own unique personality. They behave in their own unique way to their circumstances and their environment. Some will just for no reason collapse into the sea, while others will roll and turn. They won’t give up. They just keep going.”

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