Guns and other hobbies

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How the hell do you fish like a madman?

:p I used to be into fishing as serious as I'm into guns now. I lived for bass fishing. I'd go early morning before work, during my lunch break and after work...rain or shine. I did that for 5 months straight until I went back to Arizona....not quite the bass fishing that Northern California is.

Now I shoot.

How's that for fishing like a madman?

esheato...
 
I enjoy:
Mountain Biking(I have Marin)
Rock Climbing
Hiking
Kayaking
Girls(well its pretty much down to one girl now)
Playing with my dog
and History.
 
Martial arts - karate, kobujutsu.

Music - a cappella groups, a chamber choir project for the spring, drums, arranging, producing.

Dog training - black russian terrier.

Reading, cooking, baking, getting married :p .

The definite upside is that I'll have plenty better time for most of these this year since I quit my job and got back to the university for another two semesters. As an aside, it's a true blessing to be responsible for and depending on nothing else but oneself (I did a five-year stint of IT project management... :what: and it wreaked havoc on my physique)

The downside to it is that the ammunition budget has to be cut considerably... my ammo costs twice as much as all the other hobbies combined!
 
Gewehr98,

Last time I checked the plaque was still there. That's been a couple of years ago now.

While my experience with triple-6 wasn't as hair raising as yours, it was still thoroughly unpleasant. In fact it was bad enough that the brass pretended it went well and everyone involved got an award. :rolleyes: Fewer explanations required that way, I guess...

I haven't done anything with the WC, but my boss worked on the program for awhile and flew on it a couple of times.
 
John, I think I know from whence your discomfort came!

While my experience with triple-6 wasn't as hair raising as yours, it was still thoroughly unpleasant. In fact it was bad enough that the brass pretended it went well and everyone involved got an award. Fewer explanations required that way, I guess...

Does this quote mean anything with respect to the above?

"Urine Trouble!"

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Guns of course.
Radio controled planes, boats and helicopters.
I got this toy to fly off of my small field.
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Sadly, that phrase applies in one way or another to most of the 135's I've been acquainted with... We're redoing the entire lavatory on the jets now, though. That should calm things down a bit.

Actually the snafu in question involved a bit of skin that was removed and replaced due to corrosion. Unfortunately that bit of skin happened to be the site of an antenna which did not get replaced along with the skin. Also unfortunately, that antenna figured heavily into the success of the project I was saddled with. Since the project was a bit of a rush and budget was tight, the only testing we did was on the ramp. Over a distance of about 50 feet, with the power levels we were using, the dangling cable covered by the skin was a good enough antenna to pass the test. No one suspected that the antenna was completely MISSING, and the SWR meter showed good--of course it did since the cretin who did the skin replacement carefully terminated the cable.

The result was that during the test--the USAF project engineer at the time decided to fly on 666 for this one--the transmitter, predictably enough, was only functional at very close ranges. Lynn was told to take his airplane and get it out of the way of the test.

He took it pretty well--by the time they landed he had decided against doing me bodily harm.

On the good side, they did find out the lower TACAN antenna was missing--it was subsequently replaced.

I still have my award... In another few years, I'll probably hang it on the wall. Not yet though. Some people still remember the details.
 
Gewehr98 and John...

Wheeewww......

i thought that was gonna turn into a repeat of the incident a gentleman who flew some sort of ELINT mission over Souteast asia, on converted C-47s told me (i was a guest at a friends house at the same time this gentleman was visiting my friend's father)...

Note: as with all such stories i've heard i have no way of confirming if he was blowing smoke up my posterior or not. but the fact that My friend's father allowed him to tell the tale to both me and Jon gives me reason to beleive at least some of it.

He never told me WHERE as in geographical postiion this event took place, but here goes (very short adn to the point version).

his crew is on a mission, middle of the flight, the last meal he's had "catches up with him", well he's rather occupied with whichever sensor he's working (a childhood growing up around folks that can't talk about "what they do/did int he service" makes you learn not to ask, plus if he said, i don't rightly remember) at that moment so he does his best to hold on till the "run" is over..

the plane exits the area they wished to take a look at, so he IMEDIATELY hops up and makes a beeline for the chemical toilet at the rear of the plane. while he is there, the plane takes fire from a previously unknown AAA site, and is hit by a few rounds. i do not recall if there was (or if he said there was) an "unpleasant occurance" regarding the contents of the toilet. what i DO remember is what he said he found upon his return to his station aboard the aircraft....

seems one of the triple-A rounds that hit the plane failed to explode, but had entered the bottom of the aircraft, passed into the crew compartment, passed through the seat pan of the seat at his station and then exited tthe top of the aircraft!
So he considers an upset stomach to have saved his life....

again i have do not know if this was entirely true, an "air force tall tale' or a combo of the two. but it's what i thought of when the "urine luck" comment was put forth....:rolleyes:
 
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I just learned that my photos aren't viewable unless you're signed in and up with Yahoo.
Hopefully, problem solved by joining photoisland.com
and, my apologies to those with dialup....but here it comes :neener:
My other hobbies:

Cylcing:
Recreational road riding, and some racing. I have more money in my bikes then into my guns. :what:
This is a ride near Kamas, Utah.

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Cyclocross! Cyclocross is a machocistic (sic) good time!!
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Fishing:
Bass are my primary fishing obssesion. 12#3oz from a small pond along the Southern Colorado River in Arizona...from a float tube, back in '95
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Typical bass from the same watering hole.
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...but I'll fish for anything with fins. Rainbow trout along the Green River, just below Flaming Gorge Res., Utah.
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I also enjoy camping, fourwheeling, and pc gaming.
 
I thought I replied to this...

Anyway, other than guns, I'm into cars. Not the usual "me too" cars you see guys my age modding (Mustangs, camaros, civics:rolleyes:, or even older musclecars). I'm a Fairmont guy. Got two. The one I drive everyday is mainly built out of JY parts, and capable of 140 MPH. Shortly after finding that out, I changed the throttle linkage that kept hanging up (I normally back off when I hit triple-digits, JY-built cars do have disadvantages).
 
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