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

What I love about the Olympics is watching a sport that I'd never otherwise seek out. The announcers give just enough explanation for those unfamiliar to follow, plus some background about the athletes. For the next hour or so I really, really care who wins, and then don't have to think about it for four years. :D

I do wish NBC would show the medal ceremonies even if an American didn't win the gold. Do they think their viewers heads will explode if we hear another country's national anthem? Also, I just watched the Women's Gymnastics qualifying round and we are a shoo-in, since apparently no other countries are competing. :rolleyes:
 
What I love about the Olympics is watching a sport that I'd never otherwise seek out. The announcers give just enough explanation for those unfamiliar to follow, plus some background about the athletes. For the next hour or so I really, really care who wins, and then don't have to think about it for four years. :D

Same here. So far I've really been enjoying watching rugby sevens.
 
I swerved to miss a deer and hit a tree. Was going about 35 but when my brakes locked up I was already on pine needles which basically doubled my speed as they are very slick.
 
I swerved to miss a deer and hit a tree. Was going about 35 but when my brakes locked up I was already on pine needles which basically doubled my speed as they are very slick.

This brings to mind something that the local police back in Maryland told the public.

Someyears ago, deer strikes were off the charts because of a heavy deer population in Montgomery County, Maryland. After some very bad wrecks caused by deer, the police actually issued instruction to drivers to not try to avoid the deer, to just brake as hard as you can before the hit. Too many people were loosing control over their cars and hitting trees, phone poles, guard rails, and going into ditches, trying t avoid the deer. The results were far more injuries and property damage than just slamming on the brakes and hitting the deer.

About that time, I hit a deer down in Virginia while driving my better halts Honda Element. We were on the way back from the Shenandoah mountains, and just North of Charlottesville Virginia at night, a deer came out of the woods on the run right onto RT 29 in front of me. Woods on both sides of the road, so I just slammed on the brakes for all I was worth and hit it. Crushed the grill, damaged the radiator, buckled the hood and left fender a bit. Car still drivable, so we drove back into Charlottesville to a gas station and called a tow truck and GEICO. Car towed to Brown's Honda and they took a few weeks to fix it up.

Never try to avoid a deer. Odds are, you will loose control of the car, especially if it's an SUV or truck because they don't handle as well as a car. Just brake and try to scrub as much speed off as you can before impact. Deet don't cause as much damage as trees, phone poles, or other cars. Yeah, it's gonna hurt, but it won't total your car.
 
We have a house we use as a vacation rental and it was not rented this week. So my wife, two daughters, one of my daughter-in-laws and five of my granddaughters took possession of it this morning for a few days. She apologized profusely for leaving me alone this morning while all the time I was trying to hide the big happy grin on my face. I'll just say isn't it just awful sitting here all alone in front of a 60 inch tv with the summer Olympics on and a large container of nachos (take out from a wonderful local Mexican Restaurant) and a gallon of root beer they make inhouse. Yea this week alone is going to be rough. :D

now that sounds like a day! some how i am sick with god knows what even in this hot weather. hope to recover before the rendezvous
 
OK, but the REAL Mc Coy... I miss scrums, tackles and real action. 7 is like rabbits playing rugby. Say it's better than nothing...;)

Lol, that's true, it's a totally different skill set for sevens. Btw, at the end of the World Cup and the six nations this year, I was kind of the opinion that the Top 14 were causing the national side to crumple by essentially eating their own young - then with the appointment of Noves taking a further step backward .... BUT the results from the Autumn internationals (considering the number of big names who were on club business) were quite a refreshing surprise! Do you think this might be the start of a French Rugby Revolution?


- Paul
 
Thanks for the advice about braking and hitting the deer, rather than trying to avoid it.

It all depends on your terrain. The number of incidents I deal with where the drivers have left the road and spun, rolled and bounced 50/60 yards and walked away with nary a scratch .... Off the road here means peat bog, grassy moorland and macair. So it's six to one and half a dozen to the other.


- Paul
 
I swerved to miss a deer and hit a tree. Was going about 35 but when my brakes locked up I was already on pine needles which basically doubled my speed as they are very slick.

A few years ago, during the height of deer season, I called my boss about 30 minutes before I was supposed to report for work, that I was deer hunting. He was not amused. I explained that I had hit one and that he had to have been a 200 lb, eight point. Yes, the white tails in Arkansas can get largish. Unfortunately, I discovered that a Mazda 3 was a horrible weapon of choice. At 45 MPH on a back road 25 feet from a treeline I watched my hood fold up obscuring the lower half of my windshield, and mound of brown fur arc away from in front of the car that had almost immediatly been brought to a halt. I got out to see what happened and saw the biggest deer I've ever seen about 20 feet away struggle and then stand on at least one shattered leg. He looked at me, snorted, then quickly disappeared into the treeline, half dragging a severely injured left hind leg. The deer got away, and my car with its crushed front was hauled off on a flatbed.
 
He wouldnt have gotten far.
My locality has a large opulation of feral deer ie non native introduced species gone wild.In this case Javan Rusa.
Afew years ago on the way up to school with kids there was a dead one on the side of the road.All the school kids were taliking about and one or two gamely poked it with sticks.I deduced from the bullet holes in its hide that it had been shot several times in the head .In order to get to the bottom of the mystery I went straight to the fount of local knowledge/gossip the school secretary.
Turns out the beast had entangled itself in a wire fence near an old ladys house.The old lady had come out in the middle of the night (she was pushing 90)and freed the doe from the wire.In its flighty state of terror it galloped straight into her little house through the front door and proceeded to wreck the place in its panic.She went to the neighbours and called the cops who came and unloaded both their Glocks into it in the house.They dragged it out and left it roadside for the council workers to pick up .
 
Went to bed last night after watching a HS friend's nephew win Olympic silver in the 200 breaststroke. And he already holds the world's record in that event. I know one family rightfully celebrating.
 
Went to bed last night after watching a HS friend's nephew win Olympic silver in the 200 breaststroke. And he already holds the world's record in that event. I know one family rightfully celebrating.

That's very cool. Those athletes and their families sure do sacrifice a lot to get where they are.
 
That's very cool. Those athletes and their families sure do sacrifice a lot to get where they are.

They sure do.

It bothers me when you hear stories about an athlete's parents almost not being able to attend the games because of the cost. You'd think that the nations' Olympic committees would be able to, at the very least least, provide need-based assistance to ensure that never happens. I'd think it would be a small drop in the bucket for their budget.
 
Check out Johnny Cash hunting moose in Newfoundland, Canada in 1961! :) Nice looking fixed blade on his hip.



-- Mark
 
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