The Random Thoughts Thread

I wonder if it was a "we've come too far to back this thing up the trail so let's just go forward" scenario. :eek:

Had to have been. Going downhill has its issues...

He picked a terrible line. Looks like he had room to swing wide but cut it short

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Oh come on guys. We've all been there. "She won't let us buy that new bumper as an upgrade, but if we break the stock one on a 'mild' trail, then . . . . . . . "

This is just the same technique on a larger scale.
 
I hate my commute home on Friday's when we're not headed off somewhere. I take a somewhat back country (for SoCal) mostly two lane highway to get home. Toyhaulers, RV's, random 4x4's of all descriptions, trucks full of bikes/quads are all headed the other way to the local desert/OHV park/Glamis. I've been known to call Machelle on the way home and tell her to get packed, we're headed for the desert. Not so much this weekend...yard chores have to be done at some point, new coil pack and plugs for the Miata have been "aging" on the kitchen table for almost a full two weeks now, that ought to be about right (hopefully my diagnosis is correct and it's #1 on the coil pack that failed).
 
I spent 4 hours on my commute today, round trip. Two hours to get to work, and two hours to get home. With no traffic, I can be at work in 40 minutes...

The only thing I won't miss about SoCal is the damn traffic.
 
Well my commute to work sucks too..20 miles driving through deer infested forests and than 8 miles up along a damn river. Damn kayakers paddling on the Allegheny while I drive past piss me off. And don't even get me started with the combine drivers come harvest season. Sometimes I have to jump onto the network of backwoods dirt roads to get to work just...well just because I can. ;)

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I spent 4 hours on my commute today, round trip. Two hours to get to work, and two hours to get home. With no traffic, I can be at work in 40 minutes...

The only thing I won't miss about SoCal is the damn traffic.
Yeah... because in Chicago... :D

The devil you know versus the devil you don't know...
 
"Safety third."

That was the mantra in the pro-swooper competition circuit (skydiving) and we were only half joking, which led into two important historic rules in skydiving:

1. pay your beer dues and
2. any story about your first jump or any jump where you did something so stupid you should have been killed is required to start "no shit, there I was, I thought I was going to die..." (and you owe beer)

There has to be some similar traditions and goofy rules in the overlanding and adventuring community, but I haven't seen them. Are they out there?
 
Well, we usually start a trip off with a drivers meeting. Usually degenerates into someone getting made fun of, usually me or @sfsmedic if he's there (he's guaranteed to draw fire away from me). Usually the Dodge guys make fun of the Toyota guys who make fun of the Jeep guys and then we all make fun of the Land Rover guys.
 
Most of my work was local, so usually didnt have to drive more than 4 or 5 miles at most. My last work before ruining my back was on a dirt road, and private from home. I didn't register my work truck the last year. Driving to town is a drag. 30-some miles, open country with antelopes, elks and deers near the pass, mountains on the right. Two stop signs. 70 mph speed limit with not much traffic...
 
So tonight when I go to start up 2nd shift here in the mill I find that 7, yes 7 out of the 23 man crew I supervise didn't report for work. They called in sorts of excuses but the two that win for most original are...

*"I got spurred by a rooster and my foot is to infected to stand on."

*"I got tripped by my girlfriend's chihuahua as I was heading down the stairs and threw my back out."

The lesson here is...Animals want to kill us all.
 
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