Started by Mrleft8, 03-05-2007
Started by Mrleft8, 03-05-2007
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Ah! Is it the 5th again already?! Somehow I thought that was tomorrow......
Well.... Yup... We're into our 6th year now then!
Lotta changes, and a lotta good stuff remains!
Let's bring back the prices to 2007.... And offer a prize for the first person who can remember what the weather was like that day!
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
I'll not be turning up my nose at free drink, bejasus!
A glass of Chave Hermitage, from the 1990s p'raps. Or older. I'm not picky. And something on the side— duck-fat truffle fries? Some of those wee black fish-eggs on those quaint little biscuits? Just a snack, mind.
Long life to all here. And may the giving hand never falter.
Where did Larry run off to? Hey Chip, you eat some funny stuff.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
The dark corner is where Glen usually sits Larry.... Come into the light.....
Chip.... Fish eggs'll make yer breath smell like cat food.... Duck fat fries are damned good though!
Yanno..... After Bobby reminded me of the day... I went back and sort of randomly looked at pages from the last 5 years.... Couple of them brought tears to my eyes. Lotta stuff's gone on over these last few years.
Lotta people that used to stop in here don't come by the forum at all anymore. Some "BANNED" Some seem to have just drifted away...
It's a different world. Not worse. Not better. Just changed.
I'm sure glad we have this place though.... I've met some spectacular people from all over the world here.
I thank each and every one of you for your friendship, compassion, wisdom, humor, and most of all...... Thank you for keeping this place, and me alive. There are a couple of times I've truly felt that the only thing that kept me from just staying in bed and giving up was the need to post a menu for you guys.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Heres to good friends and good times, Thank you Douglas.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Buck up, man— let's not get all damp and philosophical. And thanks for the stalwart hosting over the years. Can't have a decent pub without a stouthearted publican (or barkeep as they say in the lands of the heathen).
A take-off on Confessions of an Irish Rebel, by Brendan Behan, one of my favourite writers.
(If Beluga makes your breath smell like catfood, then we'd best be putting the word about among the toffs, which might drive down the price. Actually the finest fish eggs I've had: fresh herring roe from Sitka Sound. You put out hemlock boughs weighted with rocks at the tideline during the herring run and the wee swarming creatures cover them with lovely eggs, like tiny, salted pearls. They can be scraped onto toast or crackers, or slurped from the bough.)
sniff...snort...blow...sniff...blow...sob...snort! !!
Fish eggs........ Sorry..... But...... If I think about it too long I even have a difficult time eating chicken eggs.....
There's just some things I'll only try once. Fish eggs is one of them. Goat eyeballs is another.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
I've never been keen on lutefisk. Nor on raw broccoli. Nor chicken-fried steak. If I was offered a goat eyeball, I'd probably say "thank you very much" and slip it into a potted plant. The avid consumers of the eyeballs of goats are also the sort who carry large daggers tucked in their belts, I reckon.
I am willing to try most things once, but Eyeballs no thank you. Also I just can't do double yolk eggs.
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Going through 5 years of security tapes (Didn't know about the hidden cameras, didja!) I found this one of Amber last year..... Poor Glen was on a time out, and Amber was feeling frisky, and......
Last edited by Mrleft8; 03-05-2012 at 04:33 PM.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
David G
Harbor Woodworks
http://www.harborwoodworking.com/boat.html
"It was a Sunday morning and Goddard gave thanks that there were still places where one could worship in temples not made by human hands." -- L. F. Herreshoff (The Compleat Cruiser)
WTFSecurity tapes.... I just want anyone who view those themselves, especially the Poe-leece that I am a much changed man over the last 5 years. I hardly ever go out back by the Oak tree and smoke boomba with Kev, and that night that that girl beat all the roofers in pool and then she was on the table with m.. ya that tape it wasn't me. Besides I'm much grayer it couldn't be me so let's just forget it. And the all nighter at the fire pit, that wasn't me either that borrowed the firetruck for the water fountain that was Lefy.
Happy 5th WBF Pub.![]()
It was Chuck's idea to put the cameras in...... Now..... Go ahead....... Someone criticize that decision!Go ahead...... I DARE ya!
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Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Man these grass fires around here are getting the best of me. Smoke is finally clearing out. Shore is hard breathin this stuff.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Grass fires?....... I think that's Kev and Salty..... And Amber...... out on the back porch smokin' that funny stuff..... Want I should close the window, or are you mellow?![]()
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Cough cough, think I am gonna have to move up to the smoke free thread.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Yeah, I loaned Chuck my beautiful Seagull outboard.... He swore he'd return it..... But first he sent it to a mechanic to have it tuned up. He didn't think it was tuned right still, so he took it to a machine shop. They were supposedly sending it straight from there...... But that was a couple of years ago.....
He sent me a "Loaner" watch that I'd been looking for. One of his "Buddies" over in the Balkans had an "extra" that he wasn't using anymore....
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
Lefty I think Chuck was just taking care of you getting that Seagull off your hands. I mean I get the cool factor but your pull start arm will thank you and the peace and quiet must be nice too.
I'll take a little moonshine a la swamp on ice. And a Caribou lager and maybe a Cuban cigar the wind's stopped blowing on the porch for a spell, I'm thinking spring must be just around the corner no?
That Seagull was a factory screw up. Might have been made on a Friday..... Or Monday.
I saw it at a tag sale for $30.00 I hemmed and hawed, walked around, saw some other stuff I didn't need, and then, scuffing around in the reeds by the edge of the river (The tag sale was directly across the street from the house I grew up in on the marsh), I scuffed up the bottom end of..... Another Seagull motor. I pulled it out of the mud and spun the prop. It turned and had compression. I dragged that up to the one that was on the table and told the guy I'd give him $30 for the both of them. He didn't know where the other one had come from, so he said "Deal".
I took them both home, cleaned them up some, wire brushed the spark plugs, put in some fresh-ish fuel mix and....
The one I found in the mud started on the 11th pull. The original for sale one started on the 3rd pull.
They both worked beautifully. The one I sent to Chuck was a Mk4 or something, with the reverse lever....Short shaft. The other one was older, and long shaft.....
And I never really expected to get it back, I just liked teasing him about losing it. The machine shop he'd taken it to swears that he never brought it in..... I'm guessing that right about now there's somebody, somewhere going "God..... What did I ever do to deserve all this trouble in my life?...." And Chuck's up there with some remote control gizmo in his mitts twiddling knobs and flicking switches laughing his ass off....![]()
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
My fingers are freezing. It's cold this morning.
But the coffee's hot, and the brick oven's spewing out warm air scented with fresh bread.
Today we have crispy roast duck with a wild cherry/bitter orange glaze. Served with a wild rice pilaf, and steamed asparagus.
Mrs. Murphy's Irish lamb stew (Made with any dark beer but Guinness.... She hates Guinness.), with potatoes, onions and garlic...... Lots of garlic... Served with a wilted spinach salad and that fresh out of the oven bread, and sweet creamery butter.
Curried lentil soup, with....... Yup...... Bread and aged Gouda cheese.
Shellfish fiesta! Fresh grilled cherry stones, Steamed razor clams, black mussels, and perriwinkles, fried oysters, grilled scallops, chilled raw cherry stones, oysters, and chip-chips. served with a smooth and salty conch broth..... And fresh bread and butter.
Special on tap: Wolaver's Best Bitter
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
In the seventies with wind at 30mph gusting to 50. I hate this crap, dust, pollen, tree seeds and smoke everywhere. All I can do is try to keep breathing. Oh well, beer me.
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Well, hang in there, cowboy.
I gotta walk the varmint. Warmed up here and I'll be postholing. Probably need a few beers to recover.
See you down the trail.
Hey Larry, haven't seen you in a while. Bring on the rain Glen.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
You are just to funny Mr.Left.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Well git over here to the bar with me. Glen will buy you a Corona Extra.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
It was a push through the bush— knee-deep postholing. Poor dog kept squatting to crap and falling through the snow– she was pretty upset and finally got her business done up on the highway. But we're snug and happy now. Sunny, anyhow.
Here's a rain song. It's a remix. Not crazy about the new rhythm track, but the visuals are nice.
Epic Lefty.LMAO .
Seagull motors. A pal in our last village came up to the top end of Vancouver island in the early 70s with an open scow type of thing IIRC, had some sails but far from a decent sailer. Him and his lady left the universities and the city behind to go back to the land and find a better life. He says everything they owned (which wasn't much) was in the boat and tarped as best they could. They played the tides under power (yup, a seagull outboard), putting a bit of sail up when it was worth it and were making slow but steady process. Then Johnston straight did what she's famous for in the late fall and blew a storm at them.
He said he thought they were done a few times. The sails got shredded to hell, they were bare sticking it under power with a brutal south easter on their tail. The tarp peeled off, and all their hippy food (beans, lentils, granola etc. got drenched. The seagull was working for all her salt reving up and down as the hulk of a boat surfed down one to dig in hard to the next one. He saw a chance to get out of the worse of it and into Blackfish Sound hoping to hide in the lee of Hanson island.
The bottom of Blackfish sound @ Johnston straight is a nasty piece of work with 7 knot currents on a big tide that meet from about 3 directions. Want haystacks? Just add wind. That's what they went through that day. A couple planks worked loose and they were half swamped between that and waves collapsing on top of them. They made it to the lee of Hanson, and drove the boat up on to the beach for all the Seagull was worth. They were soon joined by other Hippies on the island and salvaged what they could of the mess, mainly clothes, tools, and soggy hippy food. Oh, and the Seagull outboard.
They stayed there that winter in a wall tent. One of the guys had a chain saw mill and Michael cut planks from driftwood over the winter and got the boat floatable again. Next spring they hopped a couple of islands away, built a house and they're still there, now old age pensioners.
I said that he must of loved that Seagull after he told me this story. Are you kidding? They are ornerly little bastards, noisy, they bite back and he hates them. But added, you can pretty much keep'm going with a cresent wrench and a hammer. But yes he said looking down Johnstron straight, that smokey little bugger saved our lives that day.
Last edited by SaltyD from BC; 03-06-2012 at 11:04 PM.
I have an old boat motor made by Muncie gear works. Started it in a barrel one time. Oil floating on the water and smoke every where. I would gladly send it to Mr.Left or who ever.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Great tale, Salty. My friend Colin, who was Welsh, used a Seagull on his Colorado River trip, to push his raft across the reservoirs. He ran the entire Colorado from the headwater in Wyoming to where it dries up in Mexico, and then hiked to the Sea of Cortez. At age 69.
Thanks Chip. You know Bobby if Lefty has the carowneez to own not one but 2 Seagulls, he may be enough of a sucker for punishment to take that leaky smokey Muncie off yer hands![]()
If he would run it at the EBS he would have no skeeters, probably no guest either.![]()
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Can I get a double Mezcal. Time for some tunes.
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.
"para todo mal, mezcal, y para todo bien también" (for everything bad, mezcal, and for everything good, as well.)
Between Google not responding, and Shockwave crashing and clogging up my system, and AT&T with their fast as molasses internet connection it's amazing I get anything at all done here.....
Never trust a man with a clean workshop.