Steve Irwin leaves us.
The Crocodile Hunter will hunt no more.
Picture Courtesy of CNN.com
According to the news reports, Irwin was diving in waters off Port Douglas, north of Cairns, when he was killed by a stingray barb that went through his chest on Monday morning. Irwin was filming an underwater documentary at the time, and the last footage of him shows him shows him pulling the deadly stingray barb from his chest just before he died.
Today saw many followers, fans and zoo staff in Australia placing flowers in memory of him.
About AbraCadabRa
For someone who blogs, I really hate writing about myself so I'm going to very briefly write about some of the things that interest me. To know more about myself I would say reading though my rants and raves of life should satisfy that urge quite adequately.
I am fascinated by the world of Magic, the Mystic and Mysterious, the Unexplained the Bizarre. The culinary arts, Good food, Graphics Design and Digital Photography. Jewelry and Jewelry Design.
I also like to put my two cents worth in on anything that interests me. Hence existence of this blog.
I hope you enjoy reading through these posts as I’ve had thinking these out and writing them
Cheers.
This entry was posted in
General and tagged
General,
Random Ramblings. Bookmark the
permalink.
A brave man – always make me feel like I’m a little scared chilled wasted my life font of the computer.
Well…. I’m still live font of my computer and he is dead. But his life is defiantly colorful than my dull city life.
The field of conservation has lost one of its most effective warriors…I guess he did much more in his short life than if most of us lived to be 100…
I agree, I have always wondered if we are really wasting out lives..
We do what we have been though to do.. go to school, get a job, save up for retirement etc.. but then there are these people who leave behind legacies because of the work they do, because they think outside the box, and do what they want vs. what is expected of them….
I don’t remember his exact words, but he once said, that even though he was well respected and admired and known world wide, at home (as in Australia) he was often looked down on because he used words like Ckicky etc..
I guess the lesson to learn in this is that, no matter what people think if you do what you enjoy doing and what you think is right, there will always be people who will appreciate what you do.
the man died doing what he was happiest doing.
thats a great way to die , in my opinion rather than growing old and toothless being a pathetic gray charachtered no body ,worrying about constipation, sugar and cholestrol and when the next pension cheque will come in.
rather than waiting for callous children or grandchildren to pity you with their condescending crumbs of attention. …
rather than wasting away in some glazed sterile ICU with wires and monitors and lung machines trapping you in their technological prisions….
its a good way to go, not the best , perhaps but a good way to go.
and ….,who are we puny humans, anyway, to patronise the dead with our pity , when death is just as much our ultimate destination as theirs ?
read this:
http://moju.lk/2006/09/06/not-at-all-relevant-but-perhaps-pertinent/
Hi, what a great blog you have here.
Thank you.
Hi There
I Have found your blog’s url on my Friend’s (Karl) site. Good to see!
Thanks Bianca. Your blog on flowers is interesting. I don’t think i’ve come across one like that before.