The photo below is of real bacon.
Now we can stop killing swine and still get our bacon fix too. There just isn't any good reason to slaughter these animals for food anymore. Unless you just like killing an animal that is even smarter than your average pet dog. Here's the link. No pun intended.
Thanks for the Edit Brittany.
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The man stood looking at the water for a long time. Finished his cigarette and pulled off his windbreaker, then his sweater, kicked off his boots dropped his pants and stood in the mist wearing black speedos. He could feel the gentle tingle of salt spray, he took a deep breath. The smell of the ocean, erotic like a woman. Beautiful and mysterious, repulsive and irresistible. He reached down pulled a bottle of vaseline out of a brown paper bag. Starting with his feet carefully spreading the petroleum jelly with two fingers covered his legs then his torso arms and shoulders then Like a warrior applying the grease to his face. The man dove in. Water was cold. Matched his mood, didn’t know how long he’d be able to go before he got tired but didn’t matter. He swam with the exaggerated strokes of an open water swimmer as the moon marked the hours with her transit. The waves becoming massive swells. The man began to tire, turned over. Staring up at the fading stars. Closed his eyes relaxing completely, willing himself to sink The sea breaking over him. Kept his mouth closed. Not time yet. Gently lifted his head and took a breath. He turned floating on his stomach staring into the blackness. Far off in the depths, a glow. The man closed his eyes then opened them expecting the glow to be gone. It was still there getting brighter a few bubbles drifting up. A blackness shedding phosphorescence as it rose toward him.
Maybe I'll get a chance to go snorkel there some day....Here's a link to the excellent article from the website World Wildlife Fund. Thanks to organizations like them and UNESCO putting pressure on the government of Australia this ban will go into effect.
First time I got to go on an international snorkel/dive trip was to Belize in 1981. I was fifteen and we drove down in a Datsun Pickup full of dive gear, and a portable compressor, back then it was hard to find a place to fill your scuba tanks, years later I decided it was time to take a break from my Job and see Belize through a greybeards eyes, to say that San Pedro Belize has changed is an understatement, they even have a hyperbaric Facility. I will post here about snorkeling,traveling, and stuff that happens along the way. Thank You for visiting! Burnie