<?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-24561337</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:44:47.605-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Daniel's  Patch</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Daniel's  Patch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00600326988902212933</uri><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>5</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24561337.post-115024484748943401</id><published>2006-06-13T17:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T17:27:27.506-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;The Old Cracked Fence Post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;The old cracked fence post stands in the dewy paddock.&lt;br /&gt;The icicles shine brightly in the morning sun. &lt;br /&gt;The icicles feel like an old man’s beard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;and  just as raspy!&lt;br /&gt;As they slowly melt during&lt;br /&gt;the foggy morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;Daniel Masters&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;6 June 2006&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24561337-115024484748943401?l=danieltahora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/feeds/115024484748943401/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24561337&amp;postID=115024484748943401&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/115024484748943401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/115024484748943401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/2006/06/old-cracked-fence-post-old-cracked.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel's  Patch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00600326988902212933</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24561337.post-115016375440275149</id><published>2006-06-12T18:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T18:55:54.413-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:130%;"&gt;The Dewy Paddock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The old cracked fence post stands in the dewy paddock.&lt;br /&gt;The icicles shine brightly in the morning sun. &lt;br /&gt;The icicles feel like an old man’s beard and are just as raspy,&lt;br /&gt;As they slowly melt in the foggy   morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24561337-115016375440275149?l=danieltahora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/feeds/115016375440275149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24561337&amp;postID=115016375440275149&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/115016375440275149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/115016375440275149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/2006/06/dewy-paddock-old-cracked-fence-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel's  Patch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00600326988902212933</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24561337.post-114894655522552793</id><published>2006-05-29T16:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T16:49:15.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Daniel Masters&lt;br /&gt;Monday 27 March&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"The Muddy Track”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So then we were off down Woodruffs track to the DOC hut. There was mud flying every where once we drove off the metal track. We were slipping and sliding because the track was so muddy. Darren was following us on his Cavallo 125 and there was mud flying off his back wheel in every direction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were near ford we stopped to look at a large old volcanic fossil rock. The next place we reached was the FORD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Dad hopped off the four wheeler and had a look at the track because our trailer is larger and heavier than every one elses. Mr Woodruff was the first person to go across the ford with Mrs Woodruff pushing him with her four wheeler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad came down the track. Ching ching into first gear and then Dad roared into the  ford. Ching ching into second gear.&lt;br /&gt;Dad was revving the bike so hard it sounded like a 2 stroke because he didn’t want to get stuck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought than going down the track to the DOC hut was fun because I got covered in mud.                        &lt;br /&gt;                                  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24561337-114894655522552793?l=danieltahora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/feeds/114894655522552793/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24561337&amp;postID=114894655522552793&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/114894655522552793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/114894655522552793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/2006/05/daniel-masters-monday-27-march-muddy.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel's  Patch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00600326988902212933</uri><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>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24561337.post-114894609578483413</id><published>2006-05-29T16:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T17:47:33.376-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;"&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Mud Slide&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I raced around the side of the lake to the mud slide. I was about the tenth person there &lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;but we &lt;/span&gt;were not allowed to walk up the steps because there were no instructors around. Finally the instructors came over to the mud slide and we were allowed to start walking up the steps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People started racing down the mud slide. As I approached the top of the steps I became wetter and wetter because Lara was squirting us with the hose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally it was my turn. Lara squirted my back with the hose and gave me some dishwashing liquid to rub on my backside. I jumped on to the slide and away I went. Plop! Into the mud! The mud felt all slimy with the dishwashing liquid mixed into it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climbed out of the mud pit and dived into the lake to wash the mud off me. I thought that the mud slide was fun because I came out of the mud pit covered in mud. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24561337-114894609578483413?l=danieltahora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/feeds/114894609578483413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24561337&amp;postID=114894609578483413&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/114894609578483413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/114894609578483413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/2006/05/mud-slide-i-raced-around-side-of-lake.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel's  Patch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00600326988902212933</uri><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>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24561337.post-114306475353906990</id><published>2006-03-22T13:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T04:04:29.443-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5972/2547/1600/MVC-001S.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5972/2547/320/MVC-001S.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hi my name is Daniel. I live on a 2400acre sheep and beef farm in Eastern Taranaki. We have about 10 000 stock units. My interests are motocross and shooting. I am good at riding bikes and crutching sheep for Dad.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24561337-114306475353906990?l=danieltahora.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/feeds/114306475353906990/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24561337&amp;postID=114306475353906990&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/114306475353906990'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24561337/posts/default/114306475353906990'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://danieltahora.blogspot.com/2006/03/hi-my-name-is-daniel.html' title=''/><author><name>Daniel's  Patch</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00600326988902212933</uri><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>6</thr:total></entry></feed>
