Wreckage Week

Mud-puppy

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The past few weeks, I've been occupied moving from 3000sq' into 900...I've taken a tremendous beating on my main frame and not in a good way, I even ran the wheel off my lawn mower on the final push!...

Sort of like detecting, you lose a wheel but just push on through!......I went beach sweeping early morning yesterday and today to see if I had any strength left...It felt great to be out in the dark with the nearly full moon and be hunting treasure again!

I took the F70 on account of its light and fast, 11' dd, great beach rig...I hit clad, cans, two sets of decent sandals (Nike and Keen) a nice new plush towel, new lighter, two rings, (one solid copper and the other this titanium)...

Along the way, I hit this Jesus medallion....(carefully worked a 30' radius for the accompanying chain with no success)....its marked with some script...Initially I considered it a junk find and it may yet be, but the Wife looked it up on the interwebs and said it was sold by Zales and is 14k....I dont know, I'm doubtful its gold...I'll take it in to the pawn shop for an evaluation...In this moving mess, I cant find my test kit!...:laughing:

I also got this tiny deer fresh roadkill while hauling stuff, which made for a nice fresh breakfast burrito, and a washed up wrecked Pirate sailboat this morning...Salvage rights!.:laughing:... I can start life over in good fashion!...Moving is very hard on a guy! So is beachsweeping!

Physically I feel like a combination of this sailboat and the little deer, and my lawn mower.. A Washed up wreckage, runt over roadkill, running on one wheel less than a full set!

...Thanks to detecting, I got new shoes though...and a towel to cry on, fresh batts in the rigs, and I found Jesus! So yeah, comparatively speaking, I'm doing alright..good to be back and participatin'... :laughing::laughing:
 

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Nice haul!

I went to fat girl and found two fifty in the dry sand going in between the beach goers. Water is cleaned out.
 
I remember mowing the lawn a couple times with one wheel missing then the other one on the same side broke off and I realized I was going to have to do something about it... :laughing:
 
Did you move to the north or south ? Still waiting for you to come get your rocks for a new rock pile for your better half .
 
Wow, you found that lawnmower ? I'm green with envy, as I've never found a mower before. How deep was it ? :D
 
I am still trying to figure where you had a wreckage week? Looks to me you had a great week. Such as you got road kill to eat, a mower that still cuts and a house to live in, etc. What more could one ask for? Now if you did not have these things, well, that's another story. Mud, best wishes with everything!
 
Mud....I moved out of a 2900 sq/ft home into 1080 sq ft last December. We have just about whittled everything down to where it fits. Getting rid of stuff was very liberating...with the exception of the car...yes the 914 is gone.:no:
 
Wow, you found that lawnmower ? I'm green with envy, as I've never found a mower before. How deep was it ? :D

I hate mowing the grass, and all lawnmowers!...always have! Even as a young boy behind the reel I thought, WTH is wrong with Americans? How come you gotta have your grass mowed? 98% of the rest of the Human World dont do this! They either have no yard at all or goats and chickens running around to keep things tidy!!

George Washington didnt have no 3.5hp Briggs and Stratton 17" cut! How come I have to push this damned contraption?

Its gotta be an American thing...Marketing a hydrocarbon fueled dangerous tool to the ignorant...Flawed concept/thinking, "A week after I'm dead, this grass will need to be mowed"...nope! On his tombstone it will state: "He kept a neat yard" As If! And NOBODY cared!:laughing:

I remember a Scoutmaster once..back in the late 70's...yellow horse toothed Eddie Punchclock kind of guy, smoked Pall Malls, solid and steady.., he was a Xerox repairman back when paper was in fashion, made good jingle and supported his Family and still put in time for the Scouts...anyway, a solid good Aquavelva or OldSpice kind of guy that were common features in that era....

We Scouts called him 'Biter'....damn big yellow horse teeth were like some sort of Swiss army tool! nobody needed to have an axe along if Biter was around!

Back on subject, Biter was missing the big toe on his left foot...tragic looking scar, like a shark grabbed him, so we of course out of prepubescent curiosity, around the campfire one night we all asked...'WTH happened to your toe Mr. Biter?' Heres the story about how Scoutmaster Biter lost his big toe...

Well Sir, an awkward chilling silence staggered over our campsite, like a drunken mute Eskimo wandered in unwelcomed, tripped over the dogsled runners and into the muktuk rack...only with no dogs barking...we were afraid we overstepped our bounds,

But Biter rose to the bait and bit....He took a big deep drag on his PallMall, looked up at the night sky and told us...Said he pulled his damned mower over the top of his foot one day, right over his foot, said his big toe shot out of the side discharge chute, ..said the neighbors had a big old Tomcat named Alvin.....said Alvin was sitting waiting like cats are wont to do...sitting and watching and waiting...so Biter cuts off his toe, Alvin sees Biters toe shoot out of the discharge and thought it was a mouse or a frog, he pounces and snatched it up and up the tree he went with with it!

So Alvin is sitting 10' up in a tree gnawing on Biters big toe, and Biter is hopping around below yelling like some sort of Gypsy! Of course Alvin didnt give one diddly damn about Biters plight...just like nobody else would care if you never mowed your yard....lesson learned...

Be wary of lawnmowers and cats!...smoke non-filters...get into the paper industry as a traveling copier serviceman! Its the next big thing!:laughing:
 
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LMAO @ dead fawn. If you look close, it peed itself once it realized mud was going to make a meal out of it.

Seriously that is a fresh kill if ive ever seen one. The pee puddle is still wet!

3000sq ft to 900 is brutal tho
 
:dingding: Congrats on the yellow! Good to have you back entertaining us again!!
 
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