Monday, April 22, 2013
Sunday, April 21, 2013
In the spirit of compromise, I promised Rebecca I would not "drill holes" in the Silverado in order to mount a CB radio. This led to the idea of a transportable CB. One that could be moved to any vehicle or operated off a car battery. I came up with this:
This can be stored in a trunk or behind a seat until needed. It takes only a few minutes to set into operation and plugs into the cigarette lighter or 12volt power port. A pair of spring clips allow it to run directly from a car battery also.
This can be stored in a trunk or behind a seat until needed. It takes only a few minutes to set into operation and plugs into the cigarette lighter or 12volt power port. A pair of spring clips allow it to run directly from a car battery also.
Friday, April 5, 2013
Slow day at work. Decided to clean my office. Probably should have taken a "before" picture.
This sign points the way to my office. I have complained about "Liaison" being misspelled since I got here but they say it's no big deal. I'll bet if the sign out front said, "Welcome to the Untied Stats Armee" they would fix it.
This sign points the way to my office. I have complained about "Liaison" being misspelled since I got here but they say it's no big deal. I'll bet if the sign out front said, "Welcome to the Untied Stats Armee" they would fix it.
Wednesday, April 3, 2013
Even more cool detritus on Fort Benning
Picked a firebreak road that I'd never been down before. Came around a corner and found this:
At first I thought it was some sort of old construction equipment or tank. When I walked around to the front, it became obvious what it was. A giant bomb! My cap gives it scale.
It was filled with concrete and appeared to be a "daisy cutter." The large bombs dropped to blast away huge swaths of trees for landing zones. This one must have been used as a training aid or static display. Now it's slowly rusting away in a forgotten back corner of the Malone Range Complex.
I drove on and eventually saw this through the trees, down in a swampy area:
Closer examination and it became obvious that this was placed here some time ago as a prop for field training exercises. Some sort of scenario where Soldiers have to locate a downed aircraft and rescue the pilot... or some such thing.
I am going to research this tail number but this is what I know: It's a Navy Grumman F9F-8T Cougar advanced jet trainer. This is the last aircraft fighter pilots train in before getting a specific fighter type assigned. Student sits up front. Instructor sits in the rear seat. I know it's a trainer because of the color scheme. You see scads of these in the air over Pensacola Naval Air Station.
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At first I thought it was some sort of old construction equipment or tank. When I walked around to the front, it became obvious what it was. A giant bomb! My cap gives it scale.
It was filled with concrete and appeared to be a "daisy cutter." The large bombs dropped to blast away huge swaths of trees for landing zones. This one must have been used as a training aid or static display. Now it's slowly rusting away in a forgotten back corner of the Malone Range Complex.
I drove on and eventually saw this through the trees, down in a swampy area:
Closer examination and it became obvious that this was placed here some time ago as a prop for field training exercises. Some sort of scenario where Soldiers have to locate a downed aircraft and rescue the pilot... or some such thing.
I am going to research this tail number but this is what I know: It's a Navy Grumman F9F-8T Cougar advanced jet trainer. This is the last aircraft fighter pilots train in before getting a specific fighter type assigned. Student sits up front. Instructor sits in the rear seat. I know it's a trainer because of the color scheme. You see scads of these in the air over Pensacola Naval Air Station.
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