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Post by millring on Aug 1, 2017 11:40:24 GMT -5
What happened with the trailer lights? I drove home without brake lights or turn signals. But: 1. I made sure the drive was going to be completed in daylight. That allowed me to create "fake" brake lights. If there was someone behind me when I had to brake, I turned on my headlights (and thus my tailights) 2. I drove an hour out of my way to avoid Chicago. |
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Post by theevan on Aug 1, 2017 12:05:31 GMT -5
What happened with the trailer lights? I drove home without brake lights or turn signals. But: 1. I made sure the drive was going to be completed in daylight. That allowed me to create "fake" brake lights. If there was someone behind me when I had to brake, I turned on my headlights (and thus my tailights) 2. I drove an hour out of my way to avoid Chicago. Only solution is an Indiana squirrel mechanic who can crawl around in those dark spaces and fix the problem. |
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Post by epaul on Aug 1, 2017 12:26:07 GMT -5
Today I will pick my first pole beans. I am so happy! Life is good...as are fresh pole beans.
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Post by Dub on Aug 1, 2017 13:21:20 GMT -5
… 2. I drove an hour out of my way to avoid Chicago. Always a good choice when Chicago isn't your destination. |
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Post by billhammond on Aug 1, 2017 14:46:25 GMT -5
Thanks, nice people. I am now in the Weaverville NC liberry, killing some time before meeting Elderdottir and her hubby at a local brewery/craft pizza place that they love. Only trouble is, I stopped for lunch in Hot Springs, Tenn., ordered a salad and catfish, and they were both so good that I finished them off, a rarity for me these days. So I doubt I will have much of an appetite tonight. But they have tabouli! And there's always room for tabouli! That drive from Newport TN to Weaverville is so enchanting. Much of it shadows the French Broad River, the big-deal watershed source in these parts. Here is a view of the bridge that brings you into Hot Springs from the west. The Appalachian Trail goes through the village, well, above it, actually, on an elevated bridge.  |
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Post by brucemacneill on Aug 1, 2017 14:53:47 GMT -5
Thanks, nice people. I am now in the Weaverville NC liberry, killing some time before meeting Elderdottir and her hubby at a local brewery/craft pizza place that they love. Only trouble is, I stopped for lunch in Hot Springs, Tenn., ordered a salad and catfish, and they were both so good that I finished them off, a rarity for me these days. So I doubt I will have much of an appetite tonight. But they have tabouli! And there's always room for tabouli! That drive from Newport TN to Weaverville is so enchanting. Much of it shadows the French Broad River, the big-deal watershed source in these parts. Here is a view of the bridge that brings you into Hot Springs from the west. The Appalachian Trail goes through the village, well, above it, actually, on an elevated bridge. Shouldn't that be |
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Post by billhammond on Aug 1, 2017 14:54:20 GMT -5
Quote from an AP piece on the bridge design:
Tim Mason, project manager for the Wisconsin Department of Transportation, said the most difficult part of the construction was "the complexity of the bridge itself."
"The design is a cross between a box girder bridge that we see quite frequently and a cable-stayed bridge," he said. "There was a stakeholder group during the planning phase that decided upon this design because they wanted to minimize the number of piers in the water but yet they didn't want it to be overpowering. They didn't want the pier towers to be higher than the Wisconsin bluff tree line."
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Post by Doug on Aug 1, 2017 16:35:21 GMT -5
I'z here. Here be Fallon NV Had a great drive through the mountains from Weed CA, through Susanville to Reno then Fallon. Started out in the shadow of Mt. Shasta and then by Lake Shasta. Weed CA is a nice little town. Susanville is a nice little town but they both have winter so not a place to live.  Should be home tomorrow afternoon, to deal with the water leak.  |
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Post by coachdoc on Aug 1, 2017 19:30:20 GMT -5
Torn between jealousy of your time in Swananoa, and sadness over your 27th anniversary. No one should have to lose their child. Devastating.
Say hi to Ray.
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Post by billhammond on Aug 1, 2017 20:50:05 GMT -5
Torn between jealousy of your time in Swananoa, and sadness over your 27th anniversary. No one should have to lose their child. Devastating. Say hi to Ray. Thanks, Doc, but I am far from alone in this regrettable club, even here -- OMG, Evan, and TerryK and several others. I choose to mention Erica from time to time not out of a desire for sympathy, but merely to keep her memory alive. As for me and the loss, it's an assimilation and I now look upon her 6-year life as complete and rich, because it was, and we all have a finite period here and it's not how long we live but what we did with our lives. She did a LOT, believe me. Funny thing, today I was listening to WNCW, my beloved Blueridge Mountain station, and they were playing some Leadbelly tunes to mark the anniversary date of his being let out of prison. Those songs were recorded shortly after his release, and they were preserved thanks to the LIBRARY OF CONGRESS, so of course, my mind went directly to Dick Thaxter, that warm and wonderful and wise man ... sigh, sigh, sigh. For some reason, I scrolled through my short list of phone contacts stored in my steam-powered flip phone the other day, and ran across a listing for Dad, and for Dick Thaxter, and for Lonnie. They may be binary bits of data on a microchip, but I will never erase them, even though I can no longer call them. |
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Post by Marshall on Aug 2, 2017 9:12:07 GMT -5
Today I will pick my first pole beans. I am so happy! Life is good...as are fresh pole beans. Do you store them in a pole vault? |
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Post by Doug on Aug 2, 2017 19:34:27 GMT -5
Torn between jealousy of your time in Swananoa, and sadness over your 27th anniversary. No one should have to lose their child. Devastating. Say hi to Ray. Thanks, Doc, but I am far from alone in this regrettable club, even here -- OMG, Evan, and TerryK and several others. I choose to mention Erica from time to time not out of a desire for sympathy, but merely to keep her memory alive. As for me and the loss, it's an assimilation and I now look upon her 6-year life as complete and rich, because it was, and we all have a finite period here and it's not how long we live but what we did with our lives. She did a LOT, believe me. Funny thing, today I was listening to WNCW, my beloved Blueridge Mountain station, and they were playing some Leadbelly tunes to mark the anniversary date of his being let out of prison. Those songs were recorded shortly after his release, and they were preserved thanks to the LIBRARY OF CONGRESS, so of course, my mind went directly to Dick Thaxter, that warm and wonderful and wise man ... sigh, sigh, sigh. For some reason, I scrolled through my short list of phone contacts stored in my steam-powered flip phone the other day, and ran across a listing for Dad, and for Dick Thaxter, and for Lonnie. They may be binary bits of data on a microchip, but I will never erase them, even though I can no longer call them. Bill, I'm glad I'm not the only one who does that. I still have Dick Thaxter, Lonnie and my mother in my email book, and there they will stay. |
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Post by jdd2 on Aug 2, 2017 19:48:05 GMT -5
Today I will pick my first pole beans. I am so happy! Life is good...as are fresh pole beans. Do you store them in a pole vault? There might be a pole dancing joke in there, too. |
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