Post a Comforting Sound

The sound of a paddle cutting through the water of a northern Ontario lake at dawn, as the canoe paddler heads out to that rocky island where the Muskies lurk in wait for the first unlucky perch to come swimming by. The crackle of birch logs burning in the fire pit by the shore of a Canadian Shield lake in early October. Frogs singing a basso profundo chorus at midnight in May during their breeding season. The sizzle that the Northern Lights sometimes make when the sky is clear and cold at night. The cold but soft silence of the woods after a February snow fall , muffled by the weight of the snow on the branches of the Jack Pines and Spruce trees. JIMB.
 

The sound of ...
the wood crackling in a fireplace.
horses nickering as you enter the barn.
cicadas in the evening.
a running stream.
owls hooting at night.
coffee brewing.
rain against a window.
the wind blowing through the trees.
 

squatting dog said:
The sound of Big Red when I open the headers and then let it rip down a deserted highway.
That 454 sings a perfect song once it passes 5-6000 rpm. :)
Wheww, I'm gonna need a minute.


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Dog. A long time ago, I had a Chevy 3/4 ton dually pickup truck with a 454, that ran on Propane. It was originally bought by a company that hauled big boats on low loader trailers around eastern Canada. I bought it used with about 200,000 miles on it to pull my stock car and trailer. I drove it for about 5 years and then I sold it. The buyer pulled the 454, converted it to gasoline, and put in it an older model Corvette. The inside of that motor was squeeky clean because it had burned propane from the day it left the GM plant in Oshawa, Ontario.

Propane as a vehicle fuel was very popular here in Canada in the past, as we have vast amounts of it underground in the western Provinces. Even today, Propane in Canada is about 50 percent cheaper than unleaded gasoline is. JIM.
 
jimintoronto said:
Dog. A long time ago, I had a Chevy 3/4 ton dually pickup truck with a 454, that ran on Propane. It was originally bought by a company that hauled big boats on low loader trailers around eastern Canada. I bought it used with about 200,000 miles on it to pull my stock car and trailer. I drove it for about 5 years and then I sold it. The buyer pulled the 454, converted it to gasoline, and put in it an older model Corvette. The inside of that motor was squeeky clean because it had burned propane from the day it left the GM plant in Oshawa, Ontario.

Propane as a vehicle fuel was very popular here in Canada in the past, as we have vast amounts of it underground in the western Provinces. Even today, Propane in Canada is about 50 percent cheaper than unleaded gasoline is. JIM.
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Yep, propane kept a motor really clean. I had a motor home that ran on propane. Had about a 1000 mile range. was a little spooky when I went into the tunnel at Chesapeake bay, right past the sign that read no propane bottles. :eek:
 
squatting dog said:
Yep, propane kept a motor really clean. I had a motor home that ran on propane. Had about a 1000 mile range. was a little spooky when I went into the tunnel at Chesapeake bay, right past the sign that read no propane bottles. :eek:
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When I was towing my race car to events in Ohio or NY, I would fill up the Chevy truck which had dual propane tanks before heading out. I had a cheater hose made for me, that had a standard filler fitting on one end, and a b bq fitting on the other end. This allowed me to get propane at RV camp grounds in the USA from their pumps. At that time ( 1975 ) there were very few US gas stations that had a propane pump as a regular feature. Here in Toronto back then, some of the office towers downtown had "no propane vehicles in the underground parking garages " as the gas is heavier than air, and any leaks would tend to settle at the lowest point in the underground area. JIM.
 
Pinky said:
A steam train.
Train whistle in the distance.
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In my job as a night baker, I'd get home about 4 AM. After a long night, it was somehow comforting to hear that train whistle from maybe 3 miles away. Either that or I was too tired to care.
 
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