Meanderer
Supreme Member
Gary, you mentioned Henry Weinhard's Root Beer, awhile back. I assume it was the alcoholic version? ...or is it not root beer?
Our version of retirement: Living a childhood dream
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This area, at 4550 ft elev, is a bit tricky
Gentleman down the path advised me ‘it takes five years to find any success in raising….anything.’
He went on to say, ‘it takes three years to come to the knowledge of what you can’t do’
We became rather smug the first year.
Everthing we planted, grew, and produced.
Then
The deer ate it
What they didn’t eat, the ground squirrels took care of
Anything that happened to get missed, the frozen evenings took care of
Our second year, we ate a lot of green tomatoes
It was 37°F (2.8 C) last night
Night before last it got down to 30°F (-1 C)
The less hardy plants get covered
Temps in the next few days will be reaching 90°F (32 C)
Our growing season is two months, July and August, and those are risky
Folks that visit us, from the Willamette Valley, sorta chuckle at our meager production
Smug bastards they are
We’ve learned, our fourth season, to give ourselves a chance
Work hard at it
And pray
...and work harder
while battling the three Cs...cold, critters. and creepy-crawlies
The last I saw of the workbench surface was when I built it
I figger if I can still find everthing, I’m good
aaaaand
A tidy shop…is an unused shop
Even though it may look a tad unkempt, my rule, strictly adhered to, is everthing in its place
The things on the workbench, well, that’s their place, and whatever the current projects
I’m usually on three projects at a time
But thanks for the observation (I used to have yer OCD)
I do tidy up before guests appear...usually
ah!!! - that's exactly what I was thinking about !!
Gary I jest love the way you always include centigrade figures as well as your antiquated faranheit ones - we are all waiting for you to go fully metric. what measurements to you use when constructing?
and : (I used to have yer OCD) - yes so did I but know I can never find anyfing!!
but ya know if I ever found myself lost in those parts I hope I'd have ya phone number??
I still use inches and feet
The metric system makes so much more sense, but I'm stuck
I can envision inches and feet in whatever length
Quarts/gallons give me immediate vision
Liters, not so much
same with Fahrenheit...100°F = freaking hot!
-37°F = freaking frigid!
Actually, I keep the shop rather tidy
Even sweep it out after work is over for the day
('course the sawdust is for outhouse sprinkles)
Tidiness, for me is big out here
it's all a part of giving oneself a good chance at getting things done
And my mind can rest in it
(if ya didn't call me, I'd be pissed)
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Met an ol' boy three or four days ago
I'd seen his cabin since '99
but nobody there, ever
He's just down from Alaska
intends to build a log cabin here
heavy, thick accent
couldn't place it
No wonder, he's Hungarian
He dropped over to see our place
We swapped local lore
became fast friends
He's no BS, no frills
I do like that
I'd seen his cabin since '99
but nobody there, ever
He's just down from Alaska
intends to build a log cabin here
heavy, thick accent
couldn't place it
No wonder, he's Hungarian
He dropped over to see our place
We swapped local lore
became fast friends
He's no BS, no frills
I do like that
Meanderer
Supreme Member
Here's a place you could visit, just for the Hailibut!
"Hailibut Cove, Alaska is one of those fun day trips out of Homer. Homer is on the southern part of the Kenai Peninsula full of great fishing, moose, and the true Alaskan spirit. It’s at least a six hour drive south of Anchorage, but there are a few good stops along the way. Halibut Cove is a small artist colony as you can tell from this photo. It’s a great place to wander among the galleries, the tidal pools, have a picnic lunch:".
"Hailibut Cove, Alaska is one of those fun day trips out of Homer. Homer is on the southern part of the Kenai Peninsula full of great fishing, moose, and the true Alaskan spirit. It’s at least a six hour drive south of Anchorage, but there are a few good stops along the way. Halibut Cove is a small artist colony as you can tell from this photo. It’s a great place to wander among the galleries, the tidal pools, have a picnic lunch:".
See, that build is art
"Hailibut Cove, Alaska is one of those fun day trips out of Homer. Homer is on the southern part of the Kenai Peninsula full of great fishing, moose, and the true Alaskan spirit. It’s at least a six hour drive south of Anchorage, but there are a few good stops along the way. Halibut Cove is a small artist colony as you can tell from this photo. It’s a great place to wander among the galleries, the tidal pools, have a picnic lunch:".
It has depth of character in every stick, every board
It brims with personality
...and from found things, no less...sheesh
I don't have that
Wish I did
This one continues to haunt me, mock me
Need there be more?
OK - ya wanna story - this is a short one - I'm still tryin to get info for a long one about a Kimberley hermit but that will have to keep!
yep funny stories - I once lived in an area called DEMCO - very very swanky area [we were renting -honest] right on the beach and million dollar properties double levels for best views [ we were one street back so didn't get a view!] but the name came from Derby Meat Company - that's all. The company years ago a thriving one had moved from its original spot some 200kms away to its present site [as they do] and where we were.
when it was DEMCO the place stunk to high hell with meat and offal of course and there were plenty of scavenging rats and probably a few wild cats. They used to have pipes and run the blood directly into the ocean. the pipe and blood outlet attracted plenty of crocodiles and rock sharks. the place was a stinky meat and blood one and now is the playground of millionaires but the street I lived on is still called Demco Drive - I can still smell the $100 notes!! true story honest!! I used to walk the dog right infront of their swanky houses everyday on the beach and got to know a few of them out walking to.
one couple finally after feeling they could trust me invited me up to their swanky home - electronic wide street gating - garaging at ground level [but no lift] they were a nice gentle couple and he told me that he had retired from his life as a coastal fisherman who once had a fleet of small crafts fishing for lobsters; prawns and such crustaceans. His sons continued with the business. He also had a rather swanky house way further south for city living. So there we sat in his living room overlooking the ocean and he told me his lifes story and out came the photos too. I walked everyday but met him on different days as we all had our own timesets! I believe they were originally from Holland many years ago, the second waves of immigrants! [I was third or fourth]
more on the way! keep topping up the bourbon bottle Gary O!!
yep funny stories - I once lived in an area called DEMCO - very very swanky area [we were renting -honest] right on the beach and million dollar properties double levels for best views [ we were one street back so didn't get a view!] but the name came from Derby Meat Company - that's all. The company years ago a thriving one had moved from its original spot some 200kms away to its present site [as they do] and where we were.
when it was DEMCO the place stunk to high hell with meat and offal of course and there were plenty of scavenging rats and probably a few wild cats. They used to have pipes and run the blood directly into the ocean. the pipe and blood outlet attracted plenty of crocodiles and rock sharks. the place was a stinky meat and blood one and now is the playground of millionaires but the street I lived on is still called Demco Drive - I can still smell the $100 notes!! true story honest!! I used to walk the dog right infront of their swanky houses everyday on the beach and got to know a few of them out walking to.
one couple finally after feeling they could trust me invited me up to their swanky home - electronic wide street gating - garaging at ground level [but no lift] they were a nice gentle couple and he told me that he had retired from his life as a coastal fisherman who once had a fleet of small crafts fishing for lobsters; prawns and such crustaceans. His sons continued with the business. He also had a rather swanky house way further south for city living. So there we sat in his living room overlooking the ocean and he told me his lifes story and out came the photos too. I walked everyday but met him on different days as we all had our own timesets! I believe they were originally from Holland many years ago, the second waves of immigrants! [I was third or fourth]
more on the way! keep topping up the bourbon bottle Gary O!!
Scotch...single malt
Now I need another sip to get the thought of the taste of bourbon outa me haid
I think a sip from the $100 bottle of glenmorangie would be to yer liking
Wherever ya build it
IKE
Well-known Member
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- Oklahoma....U.S.A.
I seem to lean more towards sherry finished single malt scotches these days......LaSanta is a excellent sippin' sherry cask finished scotch made by Glenmorangie (give it a try if you haven't already) but Dalmore is my favorite.
