I feel like I’m running a marathon. I’m writing a novel. This historical fiction is set in Allegheny City/Pittsburgh in 1897. Major Taylor was coming to town for a race. Corrupt cops, gamblers, politicians, Germans, Irish, Blacks, society types, low class ruffians all against the […]
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Breaking Ground
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Ironspoke’s Pungo Kayak Console build
So last month I pick up this used Pungo 12′ kayak. I’ve been wanting one for years and I finally pulled the trigger. Well I had it out fishing yesterday for the first time and I noticed several improvements/tweaks that need to be made in […]
Colnago
So I’ve been doing a bit of snooping around regarding Colnago frames. My best guess is this frame dates from the 80s or possibly even the 70s. I stripped off the paint this evening (again…I will upload the pics when I get a chance) and […]
Stihl AV 031
A few years back my dad gave me his old chainsaw. It is a Stihl AV 031 Electronic Ignition with a 16” bar. The saw was purchased by my father in either 1977 or 1978. It was used to clear some property that my parents […]
Man Camp
Man Camp is just what it sounds like. Once a year, in September, a group of us get together and shoot guns and bows, ride quads, make fun of eachothers snoring, fish from kayaks, watch football, hang tree stands, drink beer, make fires and eat animals […]
Sinnemahoning 2013
We’ve all talked about this particular trip for years. The idea was simple enough. You put in your kayak or canoe at the Tailraces, just below the Stevenson Dam, and float and fish your way down to the cabins. This section of the First Fork […]
Jeff’s Awesome Ride
A link the his post can be found here…
Antietam
Antietam is an exceptional place for a multitude of reasons. I assume that during the summer the crowds can get rather large. If you hit it just right then you can visit it when there arent many people around. It has a really weird vibe […]
Near Harper’s Ferry
Near Harper’s Ferry By Jim Yanosko The tree branches themselves had confusing edges. They were covered in some kind of fluffy looking vine that crept up the trees on the one side of the road and then probably crept back down to the ground on […]