Hey Guardians, I hope you’re all having a great weekend!
Thanks mate. Yes those walking poles are common here too. I’d kind of dismissed them as a fashion accessory for a certain tribe, like guys who wear camo gear in urban settings (no offence to anyone who does, just not my style is all). But after taking one of my ash hiking sticks out a few times, I’ve realised what an advantage a lightweight stick/pole is for good walking posture and stability on rough and hilly ground.
I’ve also had it in mind to experiment with tarps while camping, and the Hilleberg tarp is made to be used with a hiking pole or walking stick.
Very kind of you mate, regarding the straight razor. You see them here of course, but they’re less likely to be a fine old Sheffield make.
And I always like hearing of your travels.
Great ad image of the walker with pint, pipe and stick too. Hey Dylan
@Pàdruig is that you?!!
Any ad copy that references Shakespeare’s
Richard III, gets bonus points from me as well!
Thanks for identifying the
Amanita Muscaria mushrooms in answer to Brother John’s question too.
Thanks John, yes they’re the classic Smurf houses. They’re not native to Australia, but probably got here in the root balls of introduced birch or pine saplings.
They’re also known as a shamanic ‘shroom to some of the indigenous Northern peoples of Scandinavia and Siberia. They’re said to be ah,
filtered through reindeer before consumption to induce visionary states.
Thank you kindly GT! I’m sure you’ll find it easy to envisage and create an isosceles triangle in cross section. Then just microbevel the apex lightly and you’re good to go, my friend. Good abrasives help, of course - I think I recollect you have a Norton India stone?
A razor sharp edge on a Lambsfoot blade considerably elevates the pleasure of using the pattern, IMO.
Thanks Dennis, yes I find the fungus kingdom fascinating myself, but I certainly understand your view is shared by many! The largest known living organism in the world is said to be a
honey fungus which covers over 2 acres (mostly underground) in the Blue Mountains of Oregon.
I hope you’re feeling well, my friend.
Thank you Mark!
Harvey, your photos are a such a treat to take in. I relish seeing your pinup glamour shots of your steadily growing collection of lovely old Lambsfoot knives.
But please, don’t go sneaking any more of those old beauties out of Australia in future, my friend, LOL.
Jack, my tin is a tinderbox, which currently has some Monterey Pine fatwood, birchbark, and European Ash shavings salvaged from my walking stick carving in it:
It’s easy enough to use your Lambsfoot knife to make dry shavings for tinder at the drop of a hat, of course, but I just like the traditional practice of collecting tinder whenever opportunity affords. I think the old mountain folk in the US would place it in a
possibles bag, close to their body, along with their tobacco pouch. As far as I can tell, the old Aussie bushmen called their version a
dillybag, after the Aboriginal word for the same item.
Ouch, getting hit with a panelled mug must have been a painful experience. I won’t ask how the other bloke looked after the dust settled.
Reading the Scottish writer Irvine Welsh as a teenager, I was convinced that getting ‘glessed’ was some kind of British rite of passage! (I was going to include a clip from
Trainspotting here, but the language would get me infracted in a hot second!)
I was talking to the publican in Mickey Bourke’s about some nice mugs he had just got in.
He mentioned how the popularity of the ubiquitous pint glass was simply due to their convenience in stacking when being collected and stored, rather than necessarily presenting good beer in the best glass.
A classic Doppelbock and some ebony:
as this was a difficult move I think age had something to do with this
