"Carl's Lounge" (Off-Topic Discussion, Traditional Knife "Tales & Vignettes")

Sweet lookin' ride, Ken! Takes me back. :thumbup:
 
111°? :eek: Eesh. I once went to Palm Springs for a work trip and it was 115°. My nose started bleeding within 20 minutes it was so dry and hot. But I'll take a cooker of a day anytime over hunkering in a basement while tornadoes and straightline winds go through. Hearing things hit your house (and peices come off) is a total a nightmare.
Minnesota has been pummeled with more tornadoes than any state in the Union this year. I think I'll move to Kansas or Oklahoma where its a bit safer. :D

Well, I gotta tell you that if a mere 70 mph straight-line wind rattles your cage, you better stay where you are. Out here, anything below 50 is a stray breeze. ;).

Liberal is between two river valleys, and they seem to channel most of the bad weather around us. Our last few tornados have been pretty wimpy, hardly worthy of the name. Glad you came through yours in good shape.
 
And they say earthquakes are bad. I'll take the occassional earthquake over an annual tornado season any day.

- Christian
 
Just got back from a long weekend cousins reunion down in the Blue Ridge mountains. Karen's first and second cousins always have a reunion in the summer, keeping an old vow to always keep family in touch.

Cousin Barbara and her hubby Bob, own a 100 acre parcel of wooded mountain land where we all gather and camp, or stay in the cabins for rent right down the road. Camp fires, hot dog stick making, and lots of old slippies in sight. Cousin Sonny who drove up from Tennesee, had an old well used looking Case yellow trapper in his pocket. He used it cutting up the ribs he and cousin Scott were BBQing on thier night to make dinner.

Cousin Jimmy had an old well beat Camillus jack he used in helping me make my trademark marrinated salmon on Saturday night, which was my assigned night to make dinner for the clan. That razor sharp old carbon steel jack went right through raw salmon fillets like they weren't there.

Cousin Scott flew in from San Fransisco with his son Sam, where due to his advertising business, he calls home. In his checked bag was the victorinox classic that I gave him, and a Victorinox cadet he took to carrying all by himself. He used the cadet to teach Sam the fine art of making a perfect hot dog fork on Friday night as we all sat around the fire and cooked our own dogs.

There was fishing at Sherando lake, right down the road, and those who cought fish, cleaned them and cooked them, and passed them around for all to enjoy. Cousin Jimmy from Brantley County Georga, who could do a stand in for actor Willford Brimley, showed all the kids how to quicky clean a pan fish with his old Camillus two blade jack. He kept up a running stand up commentary while doing his Brimley immitation, telling the kids that a diet of fish is good for you if you have diabetus. It could have been the real Brimley standing there. Later, at the plinking pit Bob had made with his backhoe, Jimmy showed what a fine shot he is with the old Winchester 94 in .32 Winchester special. For some of the cousins, like 10 year old Sam, and 12 year old Kevin, and 11 year old Vanessa, it was the first time handling a real firearm. They got a good block of instruction with .22 rifles, and some soda cans were killed.

A good weekend in the Blue Ridge mountains with family, guns, pocket knives, and great memories being made. Of the 32 people there, three generations of family were accounted for. From the 60's like me, Sonny, Bob, to the young pups like Sam, Kevin, and Vannessa, who are about the age me and my coherts were when Mr. Van got a hold on us.

It was hot, but there's nothing like family getting together for some fun in the outdoors. Although the 5 mile, hike from Dripping rock back to to the property along the Appalation Trail was a bit hard. But the cold beer afterward was good.

Now comes the hard part; unpacking and cleaning up.

Maybe it will wait for tomarrow.
 
Glad to hear there was a Vic mixed in there with the other knives.
Sounds like a good time was had by all.
 
Sounds like a wonderful family-reinforcing trip, Carl. I remember gatherings like that from my youth, but our family chose to disperse all over North America, and we only visit in small groups anymore.
Speaking of small groups, I did a solo trip to Vancouver Island this past weekend, to British Columbia's capital, Victoria, for "Deuce Days". It is a celebration of the '32 Ford, and the impact it has had on Hot Rodding in North America. It was the first year of a V8 for old Henry, and a huge milestone in personal transportation, enduring to this day.
A thousand vintage cars showed up!! Mostly '32 Fords, from as far away as Florida, New York, and of course, California!
I have dreamed about building/owning one for most of my life, and may still do it.
For now, I go enjoy others' cars whenever I can.
Here's me, next to a full-fendered Roadster, with the Government buildings in the background.
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Old cars can have patina also, not just vintage pocketknives!
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Check out that old flathead mill!

When you find an old beauty like that one, it's the right thing to preserve it as much as possible!
But if you find one that is beat up, and needs restoration, then modern running gear, and new finishes are entirely appropriate! Here's the same model, made into a beauty of a ride!
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If there's more interest, I have several more pictures!
Fine cars, and fine knives! Right up there with good cigars and whiskey!
Maybe a little better for you!!:D
 
Great pictures Charlie! A buddy of mine from college has a half dozen or so Fords from the 20s and 30s, they are great cars. I've been looking to buy one for years, but they either cost more than I want to spend or need more work than I want to put into them.
 
A half a dozen is quite a collection, Rob! That's like having a few thousand knives!!
 
I'm glad that you were able to reconnect with family Carl. I'm fortunate in that most of family lives within a 20 mile radius. We're only a generation removed from the old country, and it seems as if immigrating has traumatized the family. My mom and her sisters left some siblings behind and it's as if the family wants to make sure that the experience doesn't get repeated here. A few of us went away to college and to serve in the military of course, but those that left invariably return. As a result I get to see my parents, siblings, aunts, uncles, nieces and nephews nearly every weekend. It's a bit tiring at times, but I wouldn't have it any other way. It's great having them so close by, and I'm glad my daughter will grow up with such a large extended family.

- Christian
 
I had JUST gotten my Super bee back from the paint shop(I along with my son's, daughter's , wife did the prep body work)about a week before and was heading home and a Missouri hail storm loomed its ugly head. The ONLY shelter was a large bank's over hanging roof over its drive up stations. When I pulled in, all spots were already taken. Some un-known guy in a older sedan saw me pull in, noticed no spots were left, looked at me, backed out and waved me into his spot! He must have been an old car lover, and I still thank him when the weather turns bad and I have my car out.

Nice story and a beautiful car. It's always nice to hear of people doing an unexpected good deed.

One of the other forums I participate in is a switchblade forum. One of the members did a passaround/raffle for a ProTech Godfather (sorry- not a traditional knife!). Well, the knife disappeared from the packaging in transit between 2 of the members. Unfortunate as that is, at least nobody lost more than the few dollars they had paid for the chance to win. Regardless of that, the fellow that had offered the knife, still unexpectedly refunded everyone's money. Of course, the next thing to happen was a flurry of posts of pictures of the cut-up, torn and voided checks. No one would accept his money.

It's easy to see all the bad things in the world when watching the news or reading the paper, but when you experience people making an effort to "do right" by strangers, it kind of renews your hope. And some of the nicest strangers I've "met" are on the knife forums and at knife shows.

I bet the guy that pulled out from under the awning so Ken could save his car from the hail also had a slip-joint in his pocket.
 

"I bet the guy that pulled out from under the awning so Ken could save his car from the hail also had a slip-joint in his pocket."


David, undoubtedly true!

Nice SuperBee, Ken!!



(How did I miss that car?? Musta gone by too fast!!:D)
 
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Well, I gotta tell you that if a mere 70 mph straight-line wind rattles your cage, you better stay where you are. Out here, anything below 50 is a stray breeze. ;).

Liberal is between two river valleys, and they seem to channel most of the bad weather around us. Our last few tornados have been pretty wimpy, hardly worthy of the name. Glad you came through yours in good shape.

Don't talk about those tornadoes like that. They listen, and love to prove you wrong. Your wind slows down a bit by the time it gets here. You all do have the fastest bull rogue tumbleweeds I've ever seen... out there in your corner of the state. :D
 
No matter where you live, everyplace has its hazards, it seems. I've lived in Calif all my life, so earthquakes don't bother me...too much.

Extreme heat is interesting, though. Quite a # of yrs ago I was going to a Circle K (Convenience store) to get my morning 64 oz. iced tea when my partner & I came up on a robbery in progress. Long story, short, I had to chase down a guy in 117 degree heat on foot (After he had aimed a handgun at my partner & moved before I could run him down). I recall having a hard time breathing & sweating in places I didn't know one sweats, lol.

I also remember going to Florida during August (A convention that work sent me to) & we had a 1/2 day off, so we went to Key West. High humidity is not something we have much here (I live on a lake & the ocean's not that far). I swear I could not keep my cigar lit while we walked around town.

I can not imagine living in an area where twisters are common, but I suppose others couldn't imagine living through an earthquake, either.

The wonders of mother nature.
 
David, I am with Charlie on that, I bet it is true also. Ken, the story was great (not to mention the Super Bee ;)). I had a cousin that had one when they came out. Fastest I have gone on 4 wheels. :D

Carl, That sounded like a great gathering. Hope that unpacking and cleaning was done with a smile over the thoughts of the weekend and the memories that may have just been planted with Sam, Kevin, and Vannessa.:cool:

Oh yeah, Charlie, that Roadster is you! No doubt about it. :thumbup:
 
David, I am with Charlie on that, I bet it is true also. Ken, the story was great (not to mention the Super Bee ;)). I had a cousin that had one when they came out. Fastest I have gone on 4 wheels. :D

Carl, That sounded like a great gathering. Hope that unpacking and cleaning was done with a smile over the thoughts of the weekend and the memories that may have just been planted with Sam, Kevin, and Vannessa.:cool:

Oh yeah, Charlie, that Roadster is you! No doubt about it. :thumbup:

Someone in your family didn't buy a Goat? :confused: Shocking! :eek:

GTo 1967 Goat

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We used to have a "Grand National" as an unmarked vehicle assigned to us in South Florida. That one was a hoot to let unwind out in the Everglades. :D
 
Carl that sounded like my kind of weekend. Wish I could get my family to do that. Heck they want to shop and eat out. Nothing outdoors at all. I am envious and the next time you need to surpass ShenCo and hit up Roanoke.
 
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