I'm drawn to the mountains and the bush, it's where life is clear, where the world makes the most sense.
I was always that guy when riding with my mates. They could ride better than I could walk. Had a chain come off in a big mud hole once cause I suck, and tried to run it in the wrong gear. 3 mates backed their bikes up to me in order to help, or so I thought.........I looked worse than the poor bugger in the above pic
Do what ya want! Ya will anyway.
I'm drawn to the mountains and the bush, it's where life is clear, where the world makes the most sense.
It takes 43 muscle's to frown and 17 to smile, but only 3 for proper trigger pull.
What more do we need? If we are above ground and breathing the rest is up to us!
Rule 1: Treat every firearm as loaded
Rule 2: Always point firearms in a safe direction
Rule 3: Load a firearm only when ready to fire
Rule 4: Identify your target beyond all doubt
Rule 5: Check your firing zone
Rule 6: Store firearms and ammunition safely
Rule 7: Avoid alcohol and drugs when handling firearms
Hayden Paddon pushing that little bit too hard in a BDA Escort...
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Just been having a dung out and came across some old photo's of mine. Here's one going back to Dec 1981.
The Seismic survey ship I was working on hit an uncharted reef at 6 knots, water depth by memory went from 600 fathoms to nought in less than 100 meters. We were working in North East Sulawesi. Middle of nowhere.
Getting off was another story
That's a bugger moment.
It takes 43 muscle's to frown and 17 to smile, but only 3 for proper trigger pull.
What more do we need? If we are above ground and breathing the rest is up to us!
Rule 1: Treat every firearm as loaded
Rule 2: Always point firearms in a safe direction
Rule 3: Load a firearm only when ready to fire
Rule 4: Identify your target beyond all doubt
Rule 5: Check your firing zone
Rule 6: Store firearms and ammunition safely
Rule 7: Avoid alcohol and drugs when handling firearms
Not quite an Ooops moment but scary when a submarine surfaces next to us and two bods on top of the coning tower get on a loud hailer and tell you to bugger off.
Early 80's in Indonesia.
Coming thick and fast, another grounding, this time on another ship in Indonesia.
MV Western Islander, 115 feet long and 35 of us crewed her for 2 months at a time, a good little tub. Shit we went to some places on her that tourists would never get to. It was a shallow water seismic survey vessel fitted with aqua pulse guns, I was a Gun mechanic on her of and on for a couple of years. It's hull bottom was 11/2 inch plate, engin room had 3 x v8 supercharged and turbocharged gm's absolutley screaming there nuts off. Anyway we ran aground often.
Had a close one on the forklift yesterday. I was taking a stack of ten or so old pallets to a fire in the neighbours yard, approaching the fire I figured Ill just drive right up, plonk them on top (it was a pile of hot coals at this stage) biff it in reverse and jitz it outta there. All went perfectly to plan until I gave the her too much herbs on the gravel yard and fuckin near got stuck. Luckily pulsing the gas pedal got a bit of a rock going an steamed us out just in time to watch the flames lick up the pallets
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