What did you do today?

Filled in a bunch of armadillo holes on a taxiway and the grass runway. Only 50 or 75 left to fill. Then I fueled the plane, and hit the cowling and leading edges with instant detailer. Played in the pool with my pup (eight year old Jack Russell-Chihuahua, loves to swim, run and chase the ball). Grilled some kebabs and had dinner outside on a perfect evening.
 
35' in a scissor lift is cake. Although I do get a kick out of new hires that say theyre good with heights. Only to be white knuckling the bar joists once were up. "I'd be fine if I had a harness" I will call that bluff. I keep 3 in my truck. He was not fine with a harness.

The worst was an s125 boom lift. Had a mini cell tower to take down. Fully extended at a 70 degree angle. 110' vertically. Yours truly gets to wrap the choker. The sway was no joke 6-8'.
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I used to be able to handle heights a lot better. When I was in high school, I had to climb a antenna tower (sans harness, of course) ~50' to pull a coax line for my grandad for his CB antenna.

In college, the farmer I worked for put up a new grain handling system, including an overhead wet grain bin. When it came time to run the spout from the grain leg to the top of the grain bin, he took the climb up to the top of the grain leg (~150' maybe?) and I had the job of climbing the wet grain bin (75' maybe?). We had two cranes - one lifting the end of the spout up to him and another lifting the other end of the spout up to me. That was fun trying to think about not falling off the slick grain bin top while directing my crane while also trying to NOT drop the stupid wrench so I could put the bolts into the mounting flange.

Now just getting on the roof to clean the second-story gutters gets my knees shaky.
 
I used to be able to handle heights a lot better. When I was in high school, I had to climb a antenna tower (sans harness, of course) ~50' to pull a coax line for my grandad for his CB antenna.

In college, the farmer I worked for put up a new grain handling system, including an overhead wet grain bin. When it came time to run the spout from the grain leg to the top of the grain bin, he took the climb up to the top of the grain leg (~150' maybe?) and I had the job of climbing the wet grain bin (75' maybe?). We had two cranes - one lifting the end of the spout up to him and another lifting the other end of the spout up to me. That was fun trying to think about not falling off the slick grain bin top while directing my crane while also trying to NOT drop the stupid wrench so I could put the bolts into the mounting flange.

Now just getting on the roof to clean the second-story gutters gets my knees shaky.
Same. I remember in the summer of 1988 helping my dad re-side our house. I did all the work up on the scaffolding while he stayed on the ground cutting boards and handing them up to me.

I didn't get it then... But I sure do now.
 
I used to be able to handle heights a lot better. When I was in high school, I had to climb a antenna tower (sans harness, of course) ~50' to pull a coax line for my grandad for his CB antenna.

In college, the farmer I worked for put up a new grain handling system, including an overhead wet grain bin. When it came time to run the spout from the grain leg to the top of the grain bin, he took the climb up to the top of the grain leg (~150' maybe?) and I had the job of climbing the wet grain bin (75' maybe?). We had two cranes - one lifting the end of the spout up to him and another lifting the other end of the spout up to me. That was fun trying to think about not falling off the slick grain bin top while directing my crane while also trying to NOT drop the stupid wrench so I could put the bolts into the mounting flange.

Now just getting on the roof to clean the second-story gutters gets my knees shaky.
Grain bins, dryers, and elevator legs were our jungle gym growing up. I never climbed the 90’ elevator leg to the top, but most everything else was fair game.

As a 15-year-old, my grandpa and I built a 40x80 boat shed in Alaska (starting with milling the lumber), and when we set roof trusses, I would spike one end and walk across the truss to spike the other end.

When I was 16 we built another one, and I had to climb down and go across on the ground. Not sure what caused the change.

In my 20s and 30s I had about 15 years where I wouldn’t climb anything taller than a 5’ step ladder. I’m a little better now. ;)
 
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I used to be able to handle heights a lot better. When I was in high school, I had to climb a antenna tower (sans harness, of course) ~50' to pull a coax line for my grandad for his CB antenna.

Back in the CB craze days a friend that was fearful of heights wanted to put a Antron-99 up in a pine tree in this yard. He did, but he waited until it was dark ... :biggrin:
 
Grain bins, dryers, and elevator legs were our jungle gym growing up. I never climbed the 90’ elevator leg to the top, but most everything else was fair game.

As a 15-year-old, my grandpa and I built a 40x80 boat shed in Alaska (starting with milling the lumber), and when we set roof trusses, I would spike one end and walk across the truss to spike the other end.

When I was 16 we built another one, and I had to climb down and go across on the ground. Not sure what caused the change.

In my 20s and 30s I had about 15 years where I wouldn’t climb anything taller hat a 5’ step ladder. I’m a little better now. ;)

Oh yeah.. I forgot about the summer in high school working construction (house framing) with my uncle. Walking wall top plates, climbing rafters, sliding around on decking. Sheesh.. Those were "the good 'ol days", I guess?
 
Took my aunt on her first ride in a small plane along with my grandmother who celebrated her 89th bday last week. I stupidly didn't get any selfies.

Absolutely greased the first landing. My aunt asked if we were on the ground. Almost wasn't sure myself. Told them they should probably walk home cuz it ain't gonna get better. Next was a solid B+.
 
Took my aunt on her first ride in a small plane along with my grandmother who celebrated her 89th bday last week. I stupidly didn't get any selfies.

Absolutely greased the first landing. My aunt asked if we were on the ground. Almost wasn't sure myself. Told them they should probably walk home cuz it ain't gonna get better. Next was a solid B+.
I had similar today, but with a pilot pax. First landing I impressed myself and was like "damn Tom, nice".

Second one had the classic Cherokee clunk...
 
I had similar today, but with a pilot pax. First landing I impressed myself and was like "damn Tom, nice".

Second one had the classic Cherokee clunk...
I guess I've got one good one a day. A few weeks ago my buddy said "I didn't realize small planes could land that smooth". BRO! A little credit?!
 
Yesterday, I made 4 pints of orange marmalade. Today, I'm making oatmeal chocolate chip pecan cookies.
 
In the last 24 hours, took the Cayman for its first ever track experience at Atlanta Motorsports Park, my drive and the event went flawlessly. Stopped for dinner at Arby's. I like Arby's and am not afraid to admit it. Came home, had a fairly intense play session for our new to us foster to adopt dog.
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I thought I had the afternoon off, but I got stuck with a "gotta have it now" from work for an hour and a half. Got up at 3:30 to deploy that same task, was done in an hour, went back to bed only to find that she had fallen asleep in my space, and had to find what space I could. Woke up at 8:30, fed both dogs and started my workday.
 
Yeah, my wife is like, "We are not paying someone to clean the gutters. Better get up there, try to get done before that lightning off in the distance gets here!"
I’m finally making enough money mine took away ladder privileges. Lot less stress now that I’m worth more alive and working.
 
I’m finally making enough money mine took away ladder privileges. Lot less stress now that I’m worth more alive and working.

I can make a damn good living in front of a computer. I guess that's why she is always on me about wearing a helmet, but still sends me up the ladder. It's not like I'm out building homes my bare hands, I just draw them.
 
I can make a damn good living in front of a computer. I guess that's why she is always on me about wearing a helmet, but still sends me up the ladder. It's not like I'm out building homes my bare hands, I just draw them.
I need to work on finishing sentences. I read "damn good living in front of a computer. I guess that's why she is always on me about wearing a helmet" and stopped.

Why would you wear a helmet in front of a computer? Are you that accident prone you might fall getting up to take a leak? Or is it that good of a living absolutely no chances can be taken.
 
I need to work on finishing sentences. I read "damn good living in front of a computer. I guess that's why she is always on me about wearing a helmet" and stopped.

Why would you wear a helmet in front of a computer? Are you that accident prone you might fall getting up to take a leak? Or is it that good of a living absolutely no chances can be taken.

Yeah, I can break a whole lot of bones and still make money, as long as the stuff between my ears is unhurt.
 
Taking a short break from building a 15 ft counter top out of 5" wide planks that I cut, planed, and jointed last weekend. Lots of hole drilling, gluing and clamping. The wood is 30 plus years old, so once it's together no worries on warping.
 
I need to work on finishing sentences. I read "damn good living in front of a computer. I guess that's why she is always on me about wearing a helmet" and stopped.

Why would you wear a helmet in front of a computer? Are you that accident prone you might fall getting up to take a leak? Or is it that good of a living absolutely no chances can be taken.

nah, I followed the flow...
 
Took the VTX 1800 off the lift after replacing a front tire, oil & filter change, new fluids, and overall inspection. Ready for a road trip after some wash & shine ...
 
At least you didnt break down..... It was one of the reasons didnt like EMS ops around big cities.
yeah we leave it running if on a road. Don’t wanna shutdown, break and then stuck blocking traffic for hours / days.

Actually broke on a pad about a week ago on a hospital transfer. First time in 13 years had a 407 not light off. Spooled up but I couldn’t hear the igniter. Changed the exciter box the next day and she was good to go. Not a good weekend for the mech though. Lot of driving.
 
Installed a dishwasher in my garage.
 
Rigged my new-to-me $360 Hobie catamaran and went for sail. It was only missing one pin, for which I had a replacement, not bad.
 
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