"GONZO" day @ Nitinat!
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JL
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"GONZO" day @ Nitinat!
" GONZO" day @ Nitinat ! If the sun breaks through the cloud Friday Feb. 25 2005 come to Nitinat & sail ( or hang out) in memory of Hunter S. Thompson,...............'and it still wasn't weird enough for me'................Thermals are good.
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Yeah, Rob, you are totally right, dood.
When I was teenager I was quite a bit into cross country skiing, and back in my home town (St Petersburg) we usually started the season in November and end it in late March - early April. But 1985-86 season started in late December and ended in early March! It went down since then, I don't know about 1987 - 1989 winters, since I was in much colder place, but in 1990 there was barely enough snow to cover the ground! 1991 winter was pretty much just periods of rain followed by extreme cold ( -25-35 C ). And it's been like that from then on.
As a citizen of this planet I'm concerned.
As a selfish windsurfing bastard I totally don't mind having an early long season, though.
When I was teenager I was quite a bit into cross country skiing, and back in my home town (St Petersburg) we usually started the season in November and end it in late March - early April. But 1985-86 season started in late December and ended in early March! It went down since then, I don't know about 1987 - 1989 winters, since I was in much colder place, but in 1990 there was barely enough snow to cover the ground! 1991 winter was pretty much just periods of rain followed by extreme cold ( -25-35 C ). And it's been like that from then on.
As a citizen of this planet I'm concerned.
As a selfish windsurfing bastard I totally don't mind having an early long season, though.
gonzo team
Ruskie, wanna drive tomorrow? This could be really the day (again) losing my kiting virginity (poor kindhearted lenders willing)!!
I need a pilot as my pig is too much and my moho is way too much for a daytrip, keep me posted, I'm in for beers and laughs. Jus Kus
I need a pilot as my pig is too much and my moho is way too much for a daytrip, keep me posted, I'm in for beers and laughs. Jus Kus
Wish less, sail more!!
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Doing things the hard way since 1963....
Vancouver Island Windsports
Chinook /Takuma /KA Australia (Tribal) /Aztron
You're either in or in the way....
Doing things the hard way since 1963....
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JL
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Freakin' cloud!!! <a href="/http://www.atmos.washington.edu/cgi-bin ... "_blank">1 km</a> <b> GONZO</b> event moved to Saturday <b>if</b> it clears up as predicted!Thermals are good.
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same here ... when i was a grom growing up in the interior it used to be WAY snowy'r! ... we need another winter like the 98/99 season, records were set all over the place!Russian Guy wrote:Yeah, Rob, you are totally right, dood.
When I was teenager I was quite a bit into cross country skiing, and back in my home town (St Petersburg) we usually started the season in November and end it in late March - early April. But 1985-86 season started in late December and ended in early March! It went down since then, I don't know about 1987 - 1989 winters, since I was in much colder place, but in 1990 there was barely enough snow to cover the ground! 1991 winter was pretty much just periods of rain followed by extreme cold ( -25-35 C ). And it's been like that from then on.
As a citizen of this planet I'm concerned.
As a selfish windsurfing bastard I totally don't mind having an early long season, though.
anyhow, good luck to all you on your search to nitnat or where ever you end up
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Hunter
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Hunter
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This little bit of HST advice may come in handy going to Nitnat-
About five miles back I had a brush with the CHP.
Not stopped or pulled over: nothing routine. I always drive properly.
A bit fast, perhaps, but always with consummate skill and a natural
feel for the road that even cops recognize.
No cop was ever born who isn’t a sucker for a
finely-executed high speed controlled drift all the way around
one of those cloverleaf freeway interchanges.
Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop.
Your normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side
when they see the big red light behind them...
and then they will start apologizing, begging for mercy.
This is wrong. It arouses contempt in the cop-heart.
The thing to do, when you’re running along about a hundred or so,
and you suddenly find a red flashing CHP-tracker on your trail,
what you want to do then is accelerate.
Never pull over at the first siren howl.
Mash it down and make the bastard chase you at speeds
up to 120 all the way to the next exit.
He will follow.
But he won’t know what to make of your blinker-signal that you’re about to turn right.
This is to let him know you’re looking for a proper place to pull over and talk...
Keep signaling and hope for an off-ramp.
One of those uphill side loops with a sign saying, “Max speed 25”.
And the trick, at this point, is to suddenly leave the freeway and
take him into the chute at no less than a hundred miles per hour.
He will lock his brakes at about the same time as you lock yours,
but it will take him a moment to realize he’s about to take a 180-degree turn at this speed...
But you will be ready for it, braced for the G’s and fast heel-toe work,
and with any luck at all you will have come to a complete stop off the
road at the top of the turn and be standing beside your automobile by
the time he catches up.
He will not be reasonable at first... but no matter. Let him calm down.
He will want the first word. Let him have it. His brain will be in turmoil;
he may begin jabbering, or even pull his gun.
Let him unwind; keep smiling.
The idea is to show him that you were always in total control of yourself and your vehicle...
While he lost control of everything.
It helps to have a police/press badge in your wallet when he calms
down enough to ask for your license.
I had one of these, but I also had a can of Budweiser in my hand.
Until that moment, I was unaware that I was holding it.
I had felt totally on top of the situation...
But when I looked down and saw the little red evidence-bomb in my hand,
I knew I was fucked...
About five miles back I had a brush with the CHP.
Not stopped or pulled over: nothing routine. I always drive properly.
A bit fast, perhaps, but always with consummate skill and a natural
feel for the road that even cops recognize.
No cop was ever born who isn’t a sucker for a
finely-executed high speed controlled drift all the way around
one of those cloverleaf freeway interchanges.
Few people understand the psychology of dealing with a highway traffic cop.
Your normal speeder will panic and immediately pull over to the side
when they see the big red light behind them...
and then they will start apologizing, begging for mercy.
This is wrong. It arouses contempt in the cop-heart.
The thing to do, when you’re running along about a hundred or so,
and you suddenly find a red flashing CHP-tracker on your trail,
what you want to do then is accelerate.
Never pull over at the first siren howl.
Mash it down and make the bastard chase you at speeds
up to 120 all the way to the next exit.
He will follow.
But he won’t know what to make of your blinker-signal that you’re about to turn right.
This is to let him know you’re looking for a proper place to pull over and talk...
Keep signaling and hope for an off-ramp.
One of those uphill side loops with a sign saying, “Max speed 25”.
And the trick, at this point, is to suddenly leave the freeway and
take him into the chute at no less than a hundred miles per hour.
He will lock his brakes at about the same time as you lock yours,
but it will take him a moment to realize he’s about to take a 180-degree turn at this speed...
But you will be ready for it, braced for the G’s and fast heel-toe work,
and with any luck at all you will have come to a complete stop off the
road at the top of the turn and be standing beside your automobile by
the time he catches up.
He will not be reasonable at first... but no matter. Let him calm down.
He will want the first word. Let him have it. His brain will be in turmoil;
he may begin jabbering, or even pull his gun.
Let him unwind; keep smiling.
The idea is to show him that you were always in total control of yourself and your vehicle...
While he lost control of everything.
It helps to have a police/press badge in your wallet when he calms
down enough to ask for your license.
I had one of these, but I also had a can of Budweiser in my hand.
Until that moment, I was unaware that I was holding it.
I had felt totally on top of the situation...
But when I looked down and saw the little red evidence-bomb in my hand,
I knew I was fucked...
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JL
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Excellent now that is just the direction this thread needs! Except profanity should be replaced with '$#%^&*##@" ............. As I wound my air cooled wonder bus down the 40 degree grade I accelerated to terminal velocity.It's good to get the carbon out & maximize the 58 hp flat 4. Everyone knows those off rd. trucks never work after 3 on Fridays so I had no qualms about going the wrong way up the one way rd. This could knock 5 minutes off my record..............Thermals are good.
