16 thoughts on “Karl Hallowell”

    1. Yep, poor Karl is stuck in a hospital bed eating Jello brand green horse collagen, watching Bill Cosby on the TV talking about Treyvon Martin. The pain killers are keeping him from making a connection that’s right on the edge of his consciousness, and he wonders if his space adventure and the wreck have returned him to a planet that’s been altered somehow.

  1. All you needed to do is crawl out the window and dust yourself off like on the A-Team! You did it wrong!

  2. Howdy everyone. Here’s my current status.

    I have since been discharged from the hospital (John “JP” Powell, the founder of JP Aerospace was a great help there and setting travel) and am staying with my brother and his family for a few days in Denver before traveling to Yellowstone to start my usual summer-time job of counting beans. I’ll keep the bandages and immobilizing harness thingie on for somewhere around 3 weeks, then about a month later my arm should be back up to strength. My wonderful summer employer at Yellowstone, Xanterra Parks and Resorts has been very understanding.

    The JP Aerospace crew managed to recover the final two payloads (which were also the targets of that ill-fated attempt on Tuesday) last Saturday. So we’re looking good on that side.

    Thanks to everyone for their care (and Rand for the blog article). I’m doing well.

  3. Glad to hear you’rfe going to recover, Karl. As an aside (connected with the comments on the blog linked to) one thing that it is remarkably easy to learn is CPR. This is mostly a matter of attitude; it’s useful to remind yourself that although you may do some damage, if you don’t do something for someone with no heartbeat then, in about 4 minutes, he will be dead. Cracked ribs are a small price to pay.

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