On the Road Again with Merle

More of the inside of the museum.This is a representation of a glasgow street from back in the day.
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These pics are for you Dave Horsewright Horsewright
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A display of toys over the years. One for the Sci-fi fans!!
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he only cowboy you'll ever meet that played rugby for a high school in Scotland.
Haha! Your prose is professional Dave. I guess you can start your first book when you get tired of herding critters, leather work and creating cutlery.

Magizm7 Magizm7
Fantastic museum images! What a amazing city. Endless beauty. I am a 31 year professional firefighter myself, now retired. A most rewarding occupation. 👍 Merle must be dizzy with all the wonders. I'm loving the museums!
 
Dwight, here is a slightly older museum 😁 - Kelvingrove Art Gallery. Unfortunately I didn't have time to go inside but it is a must see if you visit Glasgow. It houses an amazing selection of art including Dali's Christ of St John and a stuffed elephant called Sir Roger.
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Across the road is the Kelvin Hall as mentioned earlier. Venue for many international sports meets.
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Here is one for the Yorkshireman! Not a sight you see everyday in Glasgow😂
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Haha! Your prose is professional Dave. I guess you can start your first book when you get tired of herding critters, leather work and creating cutlery.

Magizm7 Magizm7
Fantastic museum images! What a amazing city. Endless beauty. I am a 31 year professional firefighter myself, now retired. A most rewarding occupation. 👍 Merle must be dizzy with all the wonders. I'm loving the museums!
Thanks Dwight, I have enjoyed letting you see the sights. It has also been nice for me to see them again, I don't often get a chance to wander round the city like this.

Best job in the world, Dwight!! 🚒
 
Loving your photos my friend, what a great tour :) :thumbsup:
Thanks Jack! Thats a pretty cool story too. Stephen would of had to turn his in too I guess. He had several different Beretta's he'd picked up off dead Italian officers in N Africa. As an aside he did say the deal bout being able to fry an egg on the tanks was real. He said they did it all the time. I once asked my father why he didn't keep his 1911 when he got out as they were offered to them for $5. He said it was just a .45 everybody had one and he didn't have an extra $5! Now US Property marked 1911s bring quite a premium. Decent shape $2500-$3000.
Well Jack, as he was also called (Jack Laidlaw-Brown) should have handed his S&W in when he was 'de-mobbed' I think, but he hung onto it until the 1990's, and apparently carried it quite regularly! He was certainly a character! :D My maternal grandfather, and my dad's uncle were both in North Africa, the first a gunner in the Royal Artillery, and the second a tank driver in the Queen's Bays. That's incredible about your dad's 1911, but probably quite a common story I guess :)
Haha! Your prose is professional Dave. I guess you can start your first book when you get tired of herding critters, leather work and creating cutlery.
I wish I had £1 for every time someone, upon finding out that I'm a writer, has told me that they could write a book about their life. Unfortunately, most folks have a few interesting events in their lives, but not something that would sell a book. Dave, on the the other hand, could probably write a whole shelfful of books :) :thumbsup:

Here is one for the Yorkshireman! Not a sight you see everyday in Glasgow😂
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Thanks for that! :D :) :thumbsup:

...I have enjoyed letting you see the sights. It has also been nice for me to see them again, I don't often get a chance to wander round the city like this.

It is funny seeing your own city through the eyes of a tourist isn't it? :) You really have taken us on a most spectacular tour :) Whenever I'm in Glasgow, all my friends ever show me is pubs! :rolleyes: :D

And thanks to all the fire fighters, you're the Bravest :thumbsup:
 
I'm described in my friend JP's book, (Accidental Cowboy, a description of his battle with PTSD), as the only cowboy you'll ever meet that played rugby for a high school in Scotland.
I don't know if he ever played rugby, but one of my SFOs went to another cowboy with a Scottish education. Small world eh? :D I played loose-head prop in the front row, for my school, Dave, but that was only until I was 16 :) :thumbsup:
 
Loving your photos my friend, what a great tour :) :thumbsup:

Well Jack, as he was also called (Jack Laidlaw-Brown) should have handed his S&W in when he was 'de-mobbed' I think, but he hung onto it until the 1990's, and apparently carried it quite regularly! He was certainly a character! :D My maternal grandfather, and my dad's uncle were both in North Africa, the first a gunner in the Royal Artillery, and the second a tank driver in the Queen's Bays. That's incredible about your dad's 1911, but probably quite a common story I guess :)

I wish I had £1 for every time someone, upon finding out that I'm a writer, has told me that they could write a book about their life. Unfortunately, most folks have a few interesting events in their lives, but not something that would sell a book. Dave, on the the other hand, could probably write a whole shelfful of books :) :thumbsup:


Thanks for that! :D :) :thumbsup:



It is funny seeing your own city through the eyes of a tourist isn't it? :) You really have taken us on a most spectacular tour :) Whenever I'm in Glasgow, all my friends ever show me is pubs! :rolleyes: :D

And thanks to all the fire fighters, you're the Bravest :thumbsup:
Thanks for your generous words, Jack.
 
More of the inside of the museum.This is a representation of a glasgow street from back in the day.
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These pics are for you Dave Horsewright Horsewright
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A display of toys over the years. One for the Sci-fi fans!!
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Wow and just WOW!!!! More in the morning but thanks for posing Merle with the leather tools. From top to bottom: Crinkle cut half round punch, French Edger, Creaser, Embossing plate for pressing designs/patterns into leather and last probably a rivet anvil of some kind. Just great pics!!!!

Edited to add: Opps forgot to mention the Beader between the creaser and the embossing plate. The creaser makes a decorative line and a beader two parallel decoratively lines.
 
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Haha! Your prose is professional Dave. I guess you can start your first book when you get tired of herding critters, leather work and creating cutlery.

Magizm7 Magizm7
Fantastic museum images! What a amazing city. Endless beauty. I am a 31 year professional firefighter myself, now retired. A most rewarding occupation. 👍 Merle must be dizzy with all the wonders. I'm loving the museums!

Loving your photos my friend, what a great tour :) :thumbsup:

Well Jack, as he was also called (Jack Laidlaw-Brown) should have handed his S&W in when he was 'de-mobbed' I think, but he hung onto it until the 1990's, and apparently carried it quite regularly! He was certainly a character! :D My maternal grandfather, and my dad's uncle were both in North Africa, the first a gunner in the Royal Artillery, and the second a tank driver in the Queen's Bays. That's incredible about your dad's 1911, but probably quite a common story I guess :)

I wish I had £1 for every time someone, upon finding out that I'm a writer, has told me that they could write a book about their life. Unfortunately, most folks have a few interesting events in their lives, but not something that would sell a book. Dave, on the the other hand, could probably write a whole shelfful of books :) :thumbsup:


Thanks for that! :D :) :thumbsup:



It is funny seeing your own city through the eyes of a tourist isn't it? :) You really have taken us on a most spectacular tour :) Whenever I'm in Glasgow, all my friends ever show me is pubs! :rolleyes: :D

And thanks to all the fire fighters, you're the Bravest :thumbsup:

Already did. Published in 2001 From Blades Upon Books post #60:

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One of Nichole's EDC's and her Beltless sheath for it.

My EDC for quite a while.

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I posted it as kinda of a joke but nobody got it, or noticed. That my EDC was pictured on my book. The other one is my friend's JP's book I mentioned earlier. Lessons From The Round Pen is on horsemanship and sold for $18.35. That way if someone bought one at a clinic, I didn't have to provide change. I'd reversed engineered California's sales tax from a $20 bill. Been out of print for some time. Crazy thing, I've seen some of these lil paperbacks go used on Amazon for $200. Thats just crazy. Recently I contributed the chapter on sheath making for Jason Fry's: Next Level Of Knifemaking. Thanks guys for the very kind words.

Dwight and Magizm7 Magizm7 Thirty years as a first responder my own self. One year as a deputy sheriff and twenty nine years as a CHP officer.

Well I solved the mystery!! Why I couldn't remember Glen Feshie really well. Even after writing about it and looking at pics on the web it just wasn't jogging anything. So I looked on Google Maps. Lo and behold Glen Feshie wasn't even where I was remembering it to be. Feshiebridge was though. Same river different local. Looked up pics of Feshiebridge and BAM there goes the jogging of memories. It was at Feshiebridge that we would go swimming. Found this:


In that first pic the rock on the left was where I was remembering the girls getting out and sunning after swimming. I just wasn't finding said rock in Glen Feshie. Still sticking to my thought though, of a 19 year old guy being able to process only so much breath taking scenery, at any one given time.

Absolutely fantastic pics of Glasgow and Merle's travels!! Magizm7 Magizm7 Thank You!!! I remember standing under those very groin vaulted arches at the University. Went there and walked around a couple of times. I even knew what they were called Jack, benefit of my Scottish education. Part of my Higher exam on art covered Art History and we had to learn all those terms. A few stuck.

The pics of the vehicles up on the wall in the Transportation museum reminded me of Merle's good friend, Buck Owens' place The Crystal Palace, a museum/restaurant/night club in Bakersfield. Behind the bar and up on the wall is a 1972 Pontiac convertible all tricked out as only Elvis would do it. Buck won the car from Elvis in a poker game in Vegas. Legend says he cheated.

I did a lot of driving while in Glasgow. Course I did have a native navigator which was very helpful. There was one intersection that I just never could figure out. Seemed like it had roads coming in from all directions and they all had their own traffic lights. But because the roads didn't come into the intersection at a normal 90 degrees I had a VERY hard time figuring out which red light, which multiple red lights were mine and which green light, which multiple green lights were mine. I realized that the intersection was probably built in the middle ages but that wasn't helping any. Kinda went like this: "Why are you stopping?" "For that red light over there." "That is not your red light." "Well there's another one over there." "That is not you red light either, that is your green light over there, go!" Bout that time there would be a honk from behind and I'd take a very deep breath hold on tight and go. Miraculously was never hit by all those cars coming in from tangential angles in every direction. I wisened up. "Are we going through that intersection?" "Yes." So about a block or so before we got there I pulled over. "What are you doing", she asked? "You're driving", I said and got out. Bout a block the other side of the intersection I said "Pull over, I'll drive." She started laughing but we did switch again and thats how we handled that intersection from then on. Never could figure that thing out.
 
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Already did. Published in 2001 From Blades Upon Books post #60:

rXz7AQU.jpg



One of Nichole's EDC's and her Beltless sheath for it.

My EDC for quite a while.

OdVLQwb.jpg


I posted it as kinda of a joke but nobody got it, or noticed. That my EDC was pictured on my book. The other one is my friend's JP's book I mentioned earlier. Lessons From The Round Pen is on horsemanship and sold for $18.35. That way if someone bought one at a clinic, I didn't have to provide change. I'd reversed engineered California's sales tax from a $20 bill. Been out of print for some time. Crazy thing, I've seen some of these lil paperbacks go used on Amazon for $200. Thats just crazy. Recently I contributed the chapter on sheath making for Jason Fry's: Next Level Of Knifemaking. Thanks guys for the very kind words.

Dwight and Magizm7 Magizm7 Thirty years as a first responder my own self. One year as a deputy sheriff and twenty nine years as a CHP officer.

Well I solved the mystery!! Why I couldn't remember Glen Feshie really well. Even after writing about it and looking at pics on the web it just wasn't jogging anything. So I looked on Google Maps. Lo and behold Glen Feshie wasn't even where I was remembering it to be. Feshiebridge was though. Same river different local. Looked up pics of Feshiebridge and BAM there goes the jogging of memories. It was at Feshiebridge that we would go swimming. Found this:


In that first pic the rock on the left was where I was remembering the girls getting out and sunning after swimming. I just wasn't finding said rock in Glen Feshie. Still sticking to my thought though, of a 19 year old guy being able to process only so much breath taking scenery, at any one given time.

Absolutely fantastic pics of Glasgow and Merle's travels!! Magizm7 Magizm7 Thank You!!! I remember standing under those very groin vaulted arches at the University. Went there and walked around a couple of times. I even knew what they were called Jack, benefit of my Scottish education. Part of my Higher exam on art covered Art History and we had to learn all those terms. A few stuck.

The pics of the vehicles up on the wall in the Transportation museum reminded me of Merle's good friend, Buck Owens' place The Crystal Palace, a museum/restaurant/night club in Bakersfield. Behind the bar and up on the wall is a 1972 Pontiac convertible all tricked out as only Elvis would do it. Buck won the car from Elvis in a poker game in Vegas. Legend says he cheated.

I did a lot of driving while in Glasgow. Course I did have a native navigator which was very helpful. There was one intersection that I just never could figure out. Seemed like it had roads coming in from all directions and they all had their own traffic lights. But because the roads didn't come into the intersection at a normal 90 degrees I had a VERY hard time figuring out which red light, which multiple red lights were mine and which green light, which multiple green lights were mine. I realized that the intersection was probably built in the middle ages but that wasn't helping any. Kinda went like this: "Why are you stopping?" "For that red light over there." "That is not your red light." "Well there's another one over there." "That is not you red light either, that is your green light over there, go!" Bout that time there would be a honk from behind and I'd take a very deep breath hold on tight and go. Miraculously was never hit by all those cars coming in from tangential angles in every direction. I wisened up. "Are we going through that intersection?" "Yes." So about a block or so before we got there I pulled over. "What are you doing", she asked? "You're driving", I said and got out. Bout a block the other side of the intersection I said "Pull over, I'll drive." She started laughing but we did switch again and thats how we handled that intersection from then on. Never could figure that thing out.
You have a multi-stringed bow Dave! :D :cool: ;) :thumbsup:
 
Already did. Published in 2001 From Blades Upon Books post #60:

rXz7AQU.jpg



One of Nichole's EDC's and her Beltless sheath for it.

My EDC for quite a while.

OdVLQwb.jpg


I posted it as kinda of a joke but nobody got it, or noticed. That my EDC was pictured on my book. The other one is my friend's JP's book I mentioned earlier. Lessons From The Round Pen is on horsemanship and sold for $18.35. That way if someone bought one at a clinic, I didn't have to provide change. I'd reversed engineered California's sales tax from a $20 bill. Been out of print for some time. Crazy thing, I've seen some of these lil paperbacks go used on Amazon for $200. Thats just crazy. Recently I contributed the chapter on sheath making for Jason Fry's: Next Level Of Knifemaking. Thanks guys for the very kind words.

Dwight and Magizm7 Magizm7 Thirty years as a first responder my own self. One year as a deputy sheriff and twenty nine years as a CHP officer.

Well I solved the mystery!! Why I couldn't remember Glen Feshie really well. Even after writing about it and looking at pics on the web it just wasn't jogging anything. So I looked on Google Maps. Lo and behold Glen Feshie wasn't even where I was remembering it to be. Feshiebridge was though. Same river different local. Looked up pics of Feshiebridge and BAM there goes the jogging of memories. It was at Feshiebridge that we would go swimming. Found this:


In that first pic the rock on the left was where I was remembering the girls getting out and sunning after swimming. I just wasn't finding said rock in Glen Feshie. Still sticking to my thought though, of a 19 year old guy being able to process only so much breath taking scenery, at any one given time.

Absolutely fantastic pics of Glasgow and Merle's travels!! Magizm7 Magizm7 Thank You!!! I remember standing under those very groin vaulted arches at the University. Went there and walked around a couple of times. I even knew what they were called Jack, benefit of my Scottish education. Part of my Higher exam on art covered Art History and we had to learn all those terms. A few stuck.

The pics of the vehicles up on the wall in the Transportation museum reminded me of Merle's good friend, Buck Owens' place The Crystal Palace, a museum/restaurant/night club in Bakersfield. Behind the bar and up on the wall is a 1972 Pontiac convertible all tricked out as only Elvis would do it. Buck won the car from Elvis in a poker game in Vegas. Legend says he cheated.

I did a lot of driving while in Glasgow. Course I did have a native navigator which was very helpful. There was one intersection that I just never could figure out. Seemed like it had roads coming in from all directions and they all had their own traffic lights. But because the roads didn't come into the intersection at a normal 90 degrees I had a VERY hard time figuring out which red light, which multiple red lights were mine and which green light, which multiple green lights were mine. I realized that the intersection was probably built in the middle ages but that wasn't helping any. Kinda went like this: "Why are you stopping?" "For that red light over there." "That is not your red light." "Well there's another one over there." "That is not you red light either, that is your green light over there, go!" Bout that time there would be a honk from behind and I'd take a very deep breath hold on tight and go. Miraculously was never hit by all those cars coming in from tangential angles in every direction. I wisened up. "Are we going through that intersection?" "Yes." So about a block or so before we got there I pulled over. "What are you doing", she asked? "You're driving", I said and got out. Bout a block the other side of the intersection I said "Pull over, I'll drive." She started laughing but we did switch again and thats how we handled that intersection from then on. Never could figure that thing out.
Note to self----- NEVER play poker with Dave. :cool:
 
Yeah but why do I have to keep sharpening the arrows?
LOL! :D :thumbsup:
Oh ya’d probably be alright. Got a great poker face and smart enough to not wear mirrored sunglasses but I’m lousy at cards.
I've got a TERRIBLE poker face, I only have to be mildly irritated, and I start looking like a maniac! :eek: 🤣 :thumbsup:
 
Wow and just WOW!!!! More in the morning but thanks for posing Merle with the leather tools. From top to bottom: Crinkle cut half round punch, French Edger, Creaser, Embossing plate for pressing designs/patterns into leather and last probably a rivet anvil of some kind. Just great pics!!!!

Edited to add: Opps forgot to mention the Beader between the creaser and the embossing plate. The creaser makes a decorative line and a beader two parallel decoratively lines.
Thought you might like that one.
 
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