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Okay, I just gotta make a comment about something I saw in another area here.
Ref a knife for sale... One guy notes that the seller is in RI and asks "where are you in RI" or words to that effect, with a comment "... so the drive isn't too bad."
I'm sorry, but any drive from anywhere to anywhere in RI (or anywhere else in New England area, for that matter) is never gonna be "too bad". From Newport in the "south of RI) to the furthest away town in RI would have to be less than 45 miles.
I gotta drive 17 miles one-way just to get to a grocery store and 26 miles to a hardware store/lumber yard of any consequence.
I'm reminded of when I lived in RI for 6 months back in 1986. I was shooting archery practice at the Tiverton R&G Club with some locals and they were debating whether to go to the tournament in Warwick Saturday morning or to the one in Fall River, MA Saturday afternoon because it was going to be 26 miles to Warwick and "only" 20 to Fall River.
When they asked me which one I was going to shoot at, I told them "Both."
They were astonished that I would even consider "driving that far". (26 miles Newport to Warwick, 26 to Fall River and then 20 back down to Newport, for a total of 72 miles.
I then advised them that Texas Field Archery Association rules REQUIRED a minimum of 150 miles between tournaments held on the same day. I said to them that that was why I could beat their socks off shooting fingers, pins and a short, 12" stabilizer while they were using telescopic sights, releases and 36 inch stabilizers - I was willing to practice more and shoot more tournaments.
There was a 25 y.o. woman I met at church there that had never even been off the island (Aquidneck) that Newport is on because she had had chicken pox when her 3rd grade class took the mandatory field trip to the state capitol building in Providence. She'd even gone to college on the island at some women's college. She damn near had a cow when I took her all the way to Boston for dinner and a movie. Her comment after we went across the bridge at the north end of the island and I said, "Well, you're in Massachusetts. What do you think?" and her reply was "It looks just like RI."
Ref a knife for sale... One guy notes that the seller is in RI and asks "where are you in RI" or words to that effect, with a comment "... so the drive isn't too bad."
I'm sorry, but any drive from anywhere to anywhere in RI (or anywhere else in New England area, for that matter) is never gonna be "too bad". From Newport in the "south of RI) to the furthest away town in RI would have to be less than 45 miles.
I gotta drive 17 miles one-way just to get to a grocery store and 26 miles to a hardware store/lumber yard of any consequence.
I'm reminded of when I lived in RI for 6 months back in 1986. I was shooting archery practice at the Tiverton R&G Club with some locals and they were debating whether to go to the tournament in Warwick Saturday morning or to the one in Fall River, MA Saturday afternoon because it was going to be 26 miles to Warwick and "only" 20 to Fall River.
When they asked me which one I was going to shoot at, I told them "Both."
They were astonished that I would even consider "driving that far". (26 miles Newport to Warwick, 26 to Fall River and then 20 back down to Newport, for a total of 72 miles.
I then advised them that Texas Field Archery Association rules REQUIRED a minimum of 150 miles between tournaments held on the same day. I said to them that that was why I could beat their socks off shooting fingers, pins and a short, 12" stabilizer while they were using telescopic sights, releases and 36 inch stabilizers - I was willing to practice more and shoot more tournaments.
There was a 25 y.o. woman I met at church there that had never even been off the island (Aquidneck) that Newport is on because she had had chicken pox when her 3rd grade class took the mandatory field trip to the state capitol building in Providence. She'd even gone to college on the island at some women's college. She damn near had a cow when I took her all the way to Boston for dinner and a movie. Her comment after we went across the bridge at the north end of the island and I said, "Well, you're in Massachusetts. What do you think?" and her reply was "It looks just like RI."