Filed under: Saturday Projects | Tags: 1950's rancher, Popular Mechanics, saturday projects
When you own a house from the 50’s there are endless Saturday Projects to be done on it. And when you add a stack of Popular Mechanics magazines from the 50’s to accompany that said1950’s house, you begin to think you are living in that rancher pictured in the magazine and you think constructing a rooster shaped weather vane is a really good idea.
Well maybe I wont make that weather vane… but Popular Mechanics is one of the original DIY magazines. Every issue packed with useful how-to’s and instructions for making all types of weird things on your day off.
A few more images here, will scan more later.
First recorded by Harry McClintock in 1928, Big Rock Candy Mountain is a is a song about a hobo’s idea of paradise, a modern version of the medieval concept of Cockaigne. It is a place where “hens lay soft boiled eggs” and there are “cigarette trees.” The song is has been used in many places, most recently in an commercial for LL Bean … either way little streams of whiskey sound good to me.
Filed under: Angling | Tags: Herbert Hoover, Rose River Fly Fishing, Stonewall Jackson, virginia
This past weekend I visited the Rose River for some fall time brook trout fishing. The river, mountain stream really, which pours out of the hills which make up the Shenandoah national park is a favorite brook trout stream of many.
To access the stream one drives and then hikes the old Blue Ridge turnpike. A road which was cut through the mountains over 300 years ago and which Stonewall Jackson traveled along with his troops to meet up with General Lee in Big Meadows back in 1862.
Anyways enough history talk… however one last reminder from Herbert Hoover whom also fished these streams, “To go fishing is the chance to wash one’s soul with pure air, with the rush of the brook, or with the shimmer of sun on blue water. It brings meekness and inspiration from the decency of nature, charity toward tackle-makers, patience toward fish, a mockery of profits and egos, a quieting of hate, a rejoicing that you do not have to decide a darned thing until next week. And it is discipline in the equality of men – for all men are equal before fish.”
Really I’m not a knife nut, however some of you might be aware of my steady pocket knife collection. With that said for sometime I have really wanted a Buck 110. For me this knife is the epitome of classic/vintage pocket knifes and several weeks ago while at a flea market I came upon this particular 110.
The first Buck knife was made in 1902 by Hoyt Buck a blacksmith apprentice. The first knives he made were hand crafted using worn-out file blades as raw material.
The “Folding Hunter” which is the 110’s real name was first introduced in 1962 by Buck. Designed by Al Buck, Hoyt Buck’s son, the knife changed the industry at the time because of its inventive “lockblade” design. The knife single-handedly established Buck Knives as a leader in the knife business.
Filed under: Architecture, The Great Outdoors | Tags: Les Kouba, Wilderness Cabin
Free book are the best books. I found this one in a pile of books to be discarded at a local used book shop the other day. They were getting rid of it cause the cover separated from the spine. Anyways its going to come in real handy when I build my cabin in the wildernesss.
Along with providing various examples of the different typologies of cabins this book also lays out the tools and construction methods one can use to get the house built. Now I just need a small piece of land.
All the illustrations in this book are great, and by the wildlife artist Les Kouba. The rest of the set is here.
Following last week’s heavy rains I finally had the chance to get out to the Rapidan River this weekend to do some fall fly fishing. Together with the rain, the temperature has dropped off enough to allow for a trip into the mountains.
The water was high, it was great to see the river full after a dry summer. Made for some tough dry fly fishing, caught all trout that day on nymphs.
Many more days of fall fishing to come.