For the record:

Nate,



This is a cutlass NOT a scimitar.

ARRGH!

Now THAT'S Sailin'!

For those who know: Note the Main is reefed and there is still no hull touching water. She's completely on plane!

A sailing hydrofoil. Whooda thunk?!

ARRGH! and Double ARRGH!

Just so you don't think the assheads haven't been tryin'....

There is a sailing site I check into often that deals primarily with racing, but everything else gets thrown in, too. It's a hoot and the folks there are at least as odd as the 'C-triad'.

This is from the forum there concerning conversations overheard on the marine radio (That'll be VHF fer ye landlubbers, ARRRGH!) by a sailor who shall remain anonymous:

This was a few years ago, just after 911. A Canadian warship burst in calling for a ship to identify itself. The Canadian crewperson, a young woman , proceeded with a litany of questions for the ship which the radio person answered in strange, almost too perfect, English, beginning each transmission with a nervous ?yes yes??

The the ship was a 600 ton oil-tanker due into New York in two days, registry port of Kingston, Jamaica. After the questions, the Canadian warship signaled its intention to board the vessel and asked the tanker to slow to 8 knots. No answer and dead air for a couple of minutes. The young woman on the Candian warship again announced its intention to board and requested the ship slow to 8 knots, through a rope ladder over the starboard side, have papers ready, and have all crew identification ready. The tanker finally replied and the man with the automated English voice said that the ship would not slow down and would not comly. He claimed they had to make their June 20 delivery date in New York and since they had boarded recently, they didn't need to be boarded again. Silence.

Once again the young female navy voice requested that the oil tanker slow to 8 knots and again was met with silence. After a couple more times, the automated voice from the tanker asked what authority the Canadian warship had to board? The warship responded citing a US Canadian Treaty, this time with a much sterner more mature female voice. After another request was met with silence, the stern female declared that if the tanker did not comply, the warship would be forced to file 50 mm warning shots across its bow, but hoped it would not come to that. More silence.

This time the captain of the warship made the request. This time, another, more frantic voice with a noticeable accent answered from the tanker stating that the ship would not comply. After a lot of back and forth, the warship captain started a 2 minute countdown that ended in 10-9-8-7....3-2-1 fire!. Silence.

This time the stern woman's voice made the boarding request and again was met with silence. This time she indicated that the warship would fire 500 yards across the bow. "Clear your decks of all personnel," she said. This time, as the countdown progressed, the mic was left keyed and we could plainly hear the sounds of guns over the radio.

The tanker quickly broke radio silence. They yelled that they were on the phone with their agent in London and that they would lodge a complaint with the International Shipping Organization. They also told the warship to shoot all they wanted, as they were videotaping this for CNN.

The warship responded that it would start firing over top of the tanker if it didn't slow to 8 knots and prepare to be boarded. "Clear your personnel from your top decks." This prompted a similar response from the tanker who now claimed that they had been boarded four times in the last three days and they would not slow down.

As the warship started its countdown, the tanker quickly interrupted and claimed it was slowing to 8 knots, not because it was about to comply, but because it was having "engineering problems." At this point, however, the transmission was starting to fade and get garbled with static and within minutes we lost the transmission.

This long-winded account comes from my log at the time.

Ya' just don't know what kinda shit these sumbitches are up to everyday. We're just mushrooms. They keep us in the dark and feed us shit all day. But every now and then a little light gets through....

It's stealin', I know....

but Nate brought up mass transit and I have always thought mass transit was a Bad Idea. Unless you are cattle on the way to the slaughter house destined for death anyway. I know y'all know the old exercise where you identify a solution to a problem by lookin' at it from the perspective of "How would I make this happen if that was my goal?"; so How would you make folks inviting targets for raghead assheads?

Hmmm.
1) Group them altogether in a small space so the least amount of munitions would result in the greatest destruction per unit of munition and personel.

2) Put this same group on a predetermined fixed schedule.

3) Advertise said shedule months in advance so one would have plenty of time to plan very specifically and in detail.

4) Restrict the targets movement within the the small space and ability to independently repulse attack.

5) Encourage folks to habitually follow the instructions of those representing themselves as authority figures.

6) Inhibit the ability of those supposedly charged with the safety of the cattle from removing or prohibiting the presence of ragheads in their 20's and 30's.

This list could go on a long time, but you get the picture. Just for fun think about how dumb it is to put yourself this much under the control of an entity that obviously works counterproductive to you own safety, survival, and freedom.
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In Context:

"'Is it so nice as all that?' asked the Mole shyly, as though he was
quite prepared to believe it as he leant back in his seat and
surveyed the cushions, the oars, the rowlocks, and all the
fascinating fittings, and felt the boat sway lightly under him.
'Nice? It's the only thing ,' said the Water Rat solemnly, as he
leant forward for his stroke. 'Believe me, my young friend, there is
nothing--absolutely nothing--half so much doing as messing about in
boats. Simply messing,' he went on dreamily: 'messing--about--in
boats; messing-----'
'Look ahead, Rat!' cied the Mole suddenly.
It was too late. The boat struck the bank full tilt. The
dreamer, the joyous oarsman, lay on his back at the bottom of the
boat with his heels in the air.
'---about in boats---or with boats,' the Rat went on composedly,
picking himself up with a pleasant laugh. 'In or out of 'em, it
doesn't matter. Nothing seems really to matter, that's the charm of
it. Whether you get away, or whether you don't; whether you arrive
at your destination or whether you reach somewhere else, or whether
you never get anywhere at all, you're always busy, and you never do
anything in particular; and when you've done it there's always
something else to do, and you can do it if you'd like, but you'd much
better not'..."

The Wind in the Willows by Kenneth Grahame

Who said this?

"There is nothing half so much worth doing as mucking about
in boats. In them or out of them, it doesn't much matter"

What's your name?

I'm sittin' in my lawnchair readin' the Stephen Hunter paperback I didn't realize was out there when I look up to see a three year old pixie. Wouldn't make a popcorn fart and slim and small as nothin - big green eyes and dishwater hair in stubby curly pigtails. Gotta be an elf in the woodpile.....

-"Hi! What's your name?", she doesn't really care, she's just getting the conversation started.

+"Jim. What's your name?", I do care. I've never met elfinkind before.

-"Tiffany! Is your mommy awake?", she means my wife. This get's me outa the chair and grinnin'!

+"uh-huh. I'll get her for ya', c'mon."

I stick my head in the door of the motorhome, "Oh Mom, someone here to see you!"

What fun. This little girl carried on like that all of last week while we were on vacation.

It's the 'little' things that bring joy to life.

Rental

OK I got the hint, Nate.

This latest Supreme Court decision is much written about. I don't know why everyone is surprised; we have been renting our real and personal property from the government for many years. Given the premise the government owns the property this latest decision makes perfect sense. Shouldn't a landlord be allowed to boot his tenants to upgrade his facilities?

Think about it. Anything someone else can legally take from you is not owned by you. Failure to pay property taxes results in government seizure of your home/ farm/ business facility therefore the govenment actually owns them. But what is the high price you paid for your home if not a purchase? Near as I can tell all you are purchasing is the right to rent the place.

I truly don't see how anymore can be made of property rights these days without serious extensive self delusion.

It's just a matter of details..

Ever notice on a broadcast press conference that as you will be reacting with horror to some government action the reporters in the room are asking nitpicking policy questions? Witness: the post below. One of the videos carries the audio of a press conference along with the evidence of torture of the SPEEDER. At no time does a reporter question the action of the officer as inhumane, or the wisdom of a government using electroshock torture on random victims. All the questions are related to policy. Why is that?

Here's what I think: The commie rat bastards in the press think whtever action is taken it is at its core justified because it was, after all, the government that took it. They will always focus on a policy detail or bureaucrat rather than the problem as a whole.

No one will stand up at say, "Uh, didn't we prosecute nazis for this?"

Ever wondered what it is like inside a brownshirt mind?

This is a video of a routine traffic stop. A SPEEDER!

As reported in the Palm Beach Post, the woman was stopped for speeding and then arrested for having a suspended license. In the process the officer tazered her twice, because she was talking on the cellphone.

The thread linked HERE

has posts by an "altcop". Eye opening stuff. We are no more than cattle to these gun toting bureaucrats who view lack of immediate unquestioning compliance with their authority as punishable by roadside electroshock torture.

Such a nice place we live in.

Sail Day

SailDay
Originally uploaded by The Third Way.

Whew! I am beat! And I'm as beet red as a greek boy can get, too. Note to self: Sunscreen washes off in the water.

Just thought I would quickly post on the new (to me) sailboat and Jeep Diesel Liberty combo.

First the Jeep pulls stronger than my suburban. I have towed SlowRide with both and the Jeep accelerates better and pulls hills LOTS better. Go figure. However, the Jeep just doesn't have a long enough wheelbase for this big a boat. Past 60MPH the boat starts swaying. NOT good. So I drive 56MPH to the lake and back with no drama.

Launching was a bitch. Not because of any problem with floating the boat, starting the motor or pulling up and down the ramp though. The boat stuck to the trailer.

I backed down the ramp until the water was up to my rear axle. I figure that'll do. Can't get the boat off. Joe "the Drill" is in the boat with the motor runnin' trying to back it off when I notice the trailer drifting to the side.

"Joe, the trailer's floatin'.", says I. "All the straps are off, I don't know why it would.", says he.

So, I pushed the trailer back onto the ramp, pulled forward (make diesel sounds now) and gave the trailer a once over. That's when we figured out the boat was actually STUCK to the trailer. It seems the paint Joe "the drill" used on the bottom made the hull adhere to the boards on the trailer.

I backed it down and stood on the trailer fender bouncing. Pop! other side, Pop!

Free at last, I put the Jeep in a parking spot and we motored to the middle of the lake to begin sailing.

More to come.

Goodnight!

Home Port

CAM_0220
Originally uploaded by The Third Way.

There's my girls hamming it up as usual while I get the boat ready to splash for the first time in my posession. I'm headed out this morning so wish me luck; I'm gettin' splashed for the first time, too. Also, will be towing with the deisel Liberty - that should be interesting, too.
I can hear the turbo spooling up now..... Gotta go!

A Buccaneer on the Loose

showsails2
Originally uploaded by The Third Way.

This is not my boat, but it is the same make and model. Ya' gotta give he guy credit for successfully compensating for a yellow hull.

I always wanted to be a pirate....

Mission Accomplished

I purchased the MacGregor 25 today. I did not steal it, but nearly so. The owner, Joe "The Drill", let it go for much less than it is worth and I acknowledged that before, during, and after the negotiation, but I still think we are both happy with the deal. I have heard it said that the other fella should be mad when the deal is done. I generally settle for melancholy. He was; he's gonna miss his boat. Interesting nickname he has. I didn't ask - I didn't want to know.

If the weather and the details go well she should be in the water Saturday at Cave Run lake. Expect pictures and posts.

Gregg and Res: There will be no bass fishing off my boat. Not because it is unseemly, but because I can't catch a fish without a jug, a treble hook, and a hotdog. So, I ain't havin' no one showin' off on my boat.

Don't forget, Jimmy Buffet is from Alabama.

Sailboat Pending

Making an offer on a MacGregor 25 today. See examples here. Will have cash in hand so Wish Me Luck!

Res-mail

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Originally uploaded by The Third Way.

Res got a new .45 and was kind enough to send this in depth review. Please, don't drool on my blog. Here is this season's "must have" for the well dressed man-about-town

I just joined the local IDPA league so I could spend lots of time breaking
it in. We shot for about two hours tonight. I went through about 200
rounds. One failure to feed. I suspect it was my fault, I was rushing for
time and changed positions, so I may have limp wrist'd it. Bad thing is
with a 23lb spring when this baby jams it jams hard. I should have racked
it harder to clear it. I'll remember that if there is a next time. No
other problems at all, other than I will need some time to get used to a
shorter barrel. The sight picture is slightly different and I was trying to
hit high on the steal targets because some of them were falling a little
hard.

As a carry gun this has it all! Its 1/4in shorter than anybody else's
commander style gun, the barrel is 4in. It is a bull style barrel that
doesn't require a bushing. IT IS TIGHT! Fit and finish is near perfect.
The gun is deburred and rounded in the shop before they finish it. Front
strap checkering is 30 lpi and the underside of the trigger guard is
checkered too. Using an OWB holster tonight, the gun jumped to my hand and
came up in a perfect solid grip every time.

Control ability is great, the gun may be the lightest in its class but its'
far from unmanageable. The biggest challenge for me is learning the point
of aim on it and getting the sight picture right. I'm so used to a 5in gun
that it seems "wrong" but I think in a week or two' I'll be completely over
that.

Have you seen these:

http://www.gunnersalley.com/product/COMPTACCTAC

I'm thinking of doing something like this for my new carry holster. Its
great to carry and I think I'm going to be real pleased with it.<

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Res

Sailing

I bought a canoe. Oh, before I forget, Congrats on the new .45, Res!
What was I saying? I bought a canoe. $100.00! It's old and aluminum and sorta heavy, but I figure I can paddle the girls around some. I was talkin' to an old canoe hand about it the other day, and he got to tellin' me how prone they are to swamping. Seems a decent sized boat will flat fill one up. Took all the fun out of it. I don't want to beretrieving a canoe off the bottom of a lake somewhere. Not my idea of vacation fun.

So, I'm hunting up a sailboat. Nothing too big - 19 to 26 feet, retractable keel, outboard, trailer. A daysailor/weekender to drag around behind the motorhome.

Advice and knowledge hereby solicited.

The Doctor has Infected My Home

Isabella Rossi Pic
Originally uploaded by The Third Way.

For those who don't know, "the Doctor" is Valentino Rossi, the fastest man alive. He is the reigning champion of Moto GP motorcycle racing. He's also a spindly, ubergeek who is at least as goofy lookin' as the class nerd you remember from shool days.

As can be seen in the drawing my youngest daughter has a crush on him. She tore out a magazine ad featuring him, took it to school and told her friends she was "in love". They told her he wasn't "cute".

Her reply, "No, but he's fast and he wins races."

I haven't figured out just what to do here...... I guess I don't have to beat him publicly unless he shows up on my doorstep, but past that I am at a loss.

The Phone Call

Nate: Heyman! Whatcha into?

JACIII: Not much, tillin' the garden.

Nate: Hey, um, somethin's wrong with my bike.

JACIII: What'd you do? (insert accusatory tone)

Nate: Nothin'! I didn't do anything, man. Um, it won't idle.

JACIII: It's outa gas.

Nate: No it's not! It's got plenty of gas!

JACIII: What's it doin'?

Nate: It runs, but it won't idle.

JACIII: You mean you can hold the throttle open and it will run, but when you let off it dies.

Nate: Yep.

JACIII: It's outa gas. The float bowls are emptying out.

Nate: NO IT'S NOT, DUDE. Listen, I just looked, there's all kinds of gas in the tank.

JACIII: OK, turn the idle adjustment screw up until it will stay running without you holding the throttle open and call me back and let me know how many RPM's it takes to keep it runnin'.

Nate: OK. (click)

INTERMISSION - Get popcorn, coke, Junior mints.....

JACIII: Yeah!

Nate: It's outa gas.

JACIII: Told ya'.

Nate: Fag.

JACIII: You good to go?

Nate: Yeah, got reserve. I'll make it to Joy's.

JACIII: Alright, Be careful. And don't pester Joy.



They will always be my little brothers.

Been quiet around here...

The weather is perkin' up and my afternoons have been spent at the forge. I will post pics of some of my handiwork soon. Expect no artistry, only the brutal persuasion of fire, anvil, 160lb of wild swingin' redneck, and a $130 hammer.