All About Pocket Knives

Look at wolves this way... They are barely surviving in the wild. Some may differ on opinion as to regional success of the wolf but in general they are outcast.
Small pockets thrive.
Now take the Coyote. They are Thriving in ALL cities across the U.S. yet no one notices.

Wolves are the ancestors of our pets. Wolves know this. They are born with this knowledge. They WANT us to accept them. Just as much as they want to prey on the food sources they were born to hunt.

WE made the issue. Competition for stock? I'm shaking my head... Attacking humans? More shaking of said head.

I know... "City boy! What do you know about wolves, and live stock?"

I know that a dog is a dog. I know they are as smart as we are. Maybe smarter? Gain its trust, set it on another course or MOVE!
They were here first.

I respect Canids. I trust Canids with my life, and security. I raise Presa-s, cats, chickens, and have never lost a healthy animal to a Canid. Wild wolf? It's a dog! get over it. They only mess w/ what needs to be messed with.

Pumpkins at the Dallas Arboretum this morning.

I saw this in a local industrial park earlier this year. It's inspiration is the graphic you see on the truck body. The original image is from the days of building skyscrapers in NYC. Ironworker's taking a break up high.

I often wonder about that photo. For years I was awed by it. How could a group of men assume those positions so high up and be comfortable enough to eat lunch and converse with one another.

Then I saw an unedited photo of the silent film star, Harold Lloyd, hanging from the hands of a large clock on the side of a building. In the movie, Lloyd is shown hanging from the clock high above the city streets. But in the unedited photo, there is a flat roof, scaffolding and padding just a few feet below his feet.

Now I wonder if the same was not the case in the high steel workers photo.

Sometimes, I'm not so awestruck any more.

But, there are dozens, if not hundreds, of such photos from the 1920's and 30's.

High steel workers are amazing people. A good many are Native Americans.

Charlie Noyes

I've worked in framing houses, roofing, and steel building assembly.

To put heights into perspective... If that 12" wide steel beam were set on a base just 2 feet off the ground you would have NO problem sitting, walking, rollerskating or riding a unicycle on it. It is the perspective of the person that turns things upside down.

I can't draw a straight line or a round circle but heights mean nothing more to me than extra time to get to where the real work is.
It is nothing more than perspective.

I wonder how long one of those steel workers would have to re-evaluate their perspective should they slip?

My dad used to say,
"It's not the falling that hurts you. It's the sudden stop at the bottom. Don't fall, and you won't get hurt".

I guess he was correct. Never tried to disprove him...

americanedgetech wrote:My dad used to say,
"It's not the falling that hurts you. It's the sudden stop at the bottom. Don't fall, and you won't get hurt".

I guess he was correct. Never tried to disprove him...

I am not here to debate things about the clock scene but the second picture even shows different buildings etc. It has been said on national TV that
Harold Lloyd did the scene having a crippled hand and no safety harness. He was in several later talkies or sound movies. Personally I do not like heights like roofs and long ladders but you do what you have to do. it's the sudden stop at the other end. other than in a airplane the highest I think I ever have been is the observation floor of the John Hancock Building on the Chicago loop and could feel the building sway with the wind.

mrwatch wrote:I am not here to debate things about the clock scene but the second picture even shows different buildings etc.

Same buildings - different angle.

It could have all been Hype MrWatch... but I believe that I have seen/heard similar stories about that clock scene.
I believe in fact that Mr Loyd did all of his insane stunts with no thought of safety gear.

Who knows...

Stunt man or actor, it matters not. THEY'RE NUTS!!!

I suspect, for most people, perspective would be overcome by a sense of self preservation.

For example, I have parachuted from planes at 1250 feet altitude with no sense of fear, but I would never even consider base jumping from any height, from any structure, natural or man-made.

How's this for perspective?



Just watching this video makes my guts churn.

Whatever these men are paid is not nearly enough.

Anyone not affected by any degree of a "fear of heights" is a special person, indeed, and you have my admiration.

Charlie Noyes

No way in Hades. I couldn't even watch that which is odd because in my younger days, heights didn't bother me (wellll maybe that one would have)

Of the silent movie stars Buster Keaton is my favorite. He did most of his own stunts. Most famously when the front wall of a building fell straight over him (see video in post of americanedgetech) and he remained standing upright as the open window passed over him: the wall weighed about two tons; the calculation of the window opening had to be precise or he would have been killed.

When talkies began, "blank" bullets were not yet developed. Incredibly, real bullets were used. When you see a bullet hit a wall just next to the actor it was a real bullet. James Cagney twice barely escaped being hit by the "sharpshooter."

The worst risk taken with an actor imo was with a young Shirley Temple (about 8 or 9 yrs old) of all people. A large herd of stampeding horses was charging down a narrow street in town. She was to run in front of this herd and climb onto a large rock which was in the center of the street-improbably. The timing of her run had to be perfect. Had she slipped during the run, or even fallen from the large bolder she would have been trampled to death. Why her parents would permit this or even the director (John Ford?) I can't imagine.

It was a different time.

Today 10 year olds have the Department Of Social Services on speed dial so they can avoid punishment.

Remember the "Orphan Trains"?
My grandfather was one of those children in 1913. You had to work (usually on Midwest farms) from the day you got there until you turned 16. That's when you were legally a man.
I think i understand those times much more than I understand the world we have today.

Everyone, and everything had it's place. Today??? People are hugging TREE'S!!!

Oh... the fear of heights thing. The fear is there but the need to accomplish a goal is stronger than the fear. That's really all there is too it.
I've chickened out on a few occasions but I did not have a real motivation to proceed. Nothing to it really.

I'm up in Provinctown, Mass. for a needed getaway.
My room has a small deck facing the harbor. I spotted a hang glider way out in the bay through my binoculars and managed to get a picture. He was a long way from me. Why, over vast water??

And I'm sure you want to see a picture of old Provincetown at sundown. First landing place of the pilgrims, by the way.

What about this kid?

Given the graffiti on top of the tower, he is not the only fool that's been there.

Wonder what the wind velocity might be?



Charlie

And these people are just freaking idiots.



Charlie

FRJ wrote:I'm up in Provinctown, Mass. for a needed getaway.
My room has a small deck facing the harbor. I spotted a hang glider way out in the bay through my binoculars and managed to get a picture. He was a long way from me. Why, over vast water??

And I'm sure you want to see a picture of old Provincetown at sundown. First landing place of the pilgrims, by the way.

Beautiful view FRJ. We all needed that!
That hang glider guy??? Bet he's a GREAT swimmer as well. Better be!


These kids that are daring the devil all over the globe are driving me nuts. The town water tower is not enough anymore?
Well on the bright side, this planet needs a good culling. I'm not ill wishing anyone, just accepting the expected.

Returning to Provincetown is one of my favorite things to do. Acting like a tourist in a town I lived in for 11 years. My two kids were born when I lived here. I was an EMT on the rescue squad and on the volunteer fire department, Pumper 5.
Last nights sunset and later, the rising moon. The house I built and Pumper 5. The town library and The Rose Dorothea that was built inside. The house has been worked over some. It had a masonry chimney and I would never build a run of outside stairs with a riser like that.
Mine were no riser and open treads.

NEXT!

Beautiful and highly interesting photos. Thank you for sharing them. You have been fortunate to spend much of your life in a beautiful part of the country.

Just some assorted pictures of this beautiful place.

Out of town the Piney dunes are beautiful and ancient. These pictures do not convey how special these dunes are.
Also there are vast sand dunes. Beautiful in their own way.

Thanks for looking.

My miscellaneous salad: Romaine, arugula, hearts of Romaine, baby leaf spinach, red & yellow peppers, beets, slivered almonds, white button mushrooms sauteed in coconut oil, scallions, tossed with a top quality olive oil and vinegar. Anchovies on the side. Followed by hamburgers from organically raised Bison.

Quick Steel wrote:My miscellaneous salad: Romaine, arugula, hearts of Romaine, baby leaf spinach, red & yellow peppers, beets, slivered almonds, white button mushrooms sauteed in coconut oil, scallions, tossed with a top quality olive oil and vinegar. Anchovies on the side. Followed by hamburgers from organically raised Bison. P1010991.JPG

Anchovies! Love em in salads and on pizza. I once ordered a pizza with double anchovies on it. The guy that took my order thought I was nuts! (no comments from the peanut gallery please!)

Ken