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- Tram City Backdrop
This backdrop comes with individual parts so you can build your own scene or use the scene that is prebuilt
Synnergy Tram City is a part of the weekend sales at the mainstore.
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Synnergy.Tavis MP: marketplace.secondlife.com/stores/211339
Beetlebones is in FLF this week!
Stack O' Crates: A bunch of crates for you to build your own crate display or shelves. Comes in 2 prebuilt shelf configurations, 2 sized crates with 3 bakes (horizontal, vertal and flat)) and an Ivy pot. Happy Weekend ^
I saw this ibex, far away, contemplating, in the stillness silence of the evening.
Pure simple relationship with nature, free from prebuilt thoughts.
This is the true state of being, the essence that leads to grace.
The absolute simplicity. That's what I love of the mountains.
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Legacy, Belleza, Signature, Kario
12 Colours Fatpack
3 Harness Colours
2 Metal Colours
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SYNNERGY.TAVIS - Synnergy Tram City Backdrop
This backdrop comes with individual parts so you can build your own scene or use the scene that is prebuilt.
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Scalpz, BOM, Evo X, Hairbases
Tintable Hairbases
Tintable Dreads and bands
Color Hud.
Playboi Loc's available 2/20 11AM SLT @ MENS ONLY EVENT !
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Project C.A.R.S. release build, PC
4k (downsampling), resized to 1440p
The thing is that even when using one-"prebuilt" preset in editing multiple pictures it's almost impossible to make them look "identical" in terms of, say, colors (as one might want them look to, specifically, when creating a set of images of the same car).
It's because POV varies, as weather and sky (ambient) light, too. Sometimes it's better to mask unwanted "reddish" tint of the road while sacrificing sky color, or car color, etc.
-HDR tonemap added in Photoshop
-ReShade v0.18
-MasterEffect Reborn 1.1.190
Camera edit (Ctrl+K) mode,
keybinds (neogaf post)
In addition to the modular pieces, 3 prebuilt sample structures (shown in the pictures) are also included in the package.
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- 1-2 LI per piece
~ Multiface mesh, tintable
~ Pieces sized for easy snap-to-grid
~ Compatible with Modular Sci-fi Corridor, Window, and vertical kits
~ Clean, stylish design
~ Proper LOD for long distance rendering
~ Materials enabled (normal + glow + spec) **
~ Mod + Copy perms
~ Textures included for full customization
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Well, I was on a bit of a MOCing binge today. I started on the last member of that Kaita, worked on Gali Mistika, and made a few... "improvements" to Toa Onuku. But my biggest project was this guy right here. I've had his torso floating around in my parts for months, begging me to rebuild him, and I finally tried it. In all honesty, it was a little rushed and ironically simpler than his old form. Daelus deserves better... but I'll have to revamp him again after Gali and Naho stop hogging all my blue.
Daelus was one of my first Self-MOCs (as before 2010, I had no idea what a "self-MOC" was, but I immediately took to the concept). It really started with that mask, which had been my favorite for a long time, in combination with the chest piece, a turntable from the Droid Developer Kit, another one of my favorite Lego things as a kid. He was dubbed a Toa of Electronics, later given a story in Bonesiii's Expanded Multiverse as a retired Agent of Enlightened who was presumed dead after an assignment went wrong. Little did they know that he had modified his nanite suit to transport his own life essence into other prebuilt bodies whenever he "died." ...that actually sounds pretty cool, now that I think about it. Also, a little creepy.
This MOC was based on the original, as well as this concept sketch. It all started because I realized how well those new 2015 armor pieces corresponded to his old Hordika foot shoulder armor.
Besides the birdhouses we have created and distributed around the woods, we have some bird pairs who do not care for prebuilt homes and who never give up. At the edge of our cleared land, we put together what we call a "Garage in a Box". It has metal poles for structure, but is covered in a strong, green on the outside and white on the inside, tarp with roll down doors on both ends. We keep the tractor and some of my gardening items in there. For the past three years, a pair of Eastern Phoebes have begun building a nest inside, only to have my husband chase them away so he would not disturb them later in the season. They have returned this year. They chose the side of the structure to build their lovely nest on for this spring, and my husband did not have the will this year to chase them away since they seem determined to use this tarp garage as their home. I love the way they use mud to build the base and attach it to the pole and the tarp, and I'm crazy for the moss they have left hanging as a decoration! We see that they have used lots of the coconut grass we leave around the yard from old hanging planters. What an amazing structure within the "Garage in a Box".
Read more about Eastern Phoebes here:
So I’ve decided to halt work on my layout for a Brickvention module for 2022! This will not be used on the future layout, it is just something I can take to the show to display my models. I’m using prebuilt buildings like the station to fill in the areas. The rest will all be temporary, and after the show is finished, will be taken apart for the layout to restart work.
Steam locomotives of class 86 were in my opinion the most exotic locomotives, that were still in service in East Germany in mid 1980s. There was the 5km long branch-line from Schlettau to Crottendorf, were the states railway brought this class of locomotives back in service in 1982 (after it was already retired in 1976). The reason was to save fuel, after the USSR had increased
oil prices drastically. The second location was the industrial railroad of "August Bebel" coking plant at Zwickau, which reintroduced steam locomotives in 1982 for the same reason.
On the image 86 607 shunts empty sand cars, that surely came from the factory for prebuilt appartement houses, that was located on top of Brückenberg hill.
If you are interested in more information about this industrial railroad, you can find them at www.sachsenschiene.net/bahn/str/str036.htm
Scanned ORWO slide.
Koala Joe's Roadhouse 13/06/2025 12h39
The hyper rollercoaster Expedition Ge-Force flying over food and beverage point Koala Joe's Roadhouse in the new created area Blinky Bill.
Expedition GeForce
Expedition GeForce is a steel roller coaster located at Holiday Park in Haßloch, Germany. It is one of the largest roller coasters in Europe and has an 82 degree first drop. The trains travel up to 120 kilometres per hour through a course 1.2 kilometres long with seven periods of weightlessness. At its highest, the ride reaches 53 metres above ground.
Until the opening of Silver Star at Europa-Park, it was the tallest roller coaster operating on the European mainland.
The ride opened on June 18, 2001 to celebrate the 30-year anniversary of Holiday Park's operation, costing approximately €10 million. It has a maximum throughput of 1,300 riders per hour, with two 28-seater trains in operation. The track rests on 209 foundations, which are up to 20 metres deep.
It was constructed by Swiss manufacturers Intamin, which markets this type of coaster as Mega Coaster, in collaboration with German engineer Werner Stengel. Unlike many other coasters, the ride does not employ a conventional chain lift but a faster cable lift with a catch car, very similar to the system used for Millennium Force. It is one of the prebuilt rides in RollerCoaster Tycoon 3 and NoLimits.
From the station, the trains ascend the 57 m lift hill and encounter the first drop, which at 82°, makes a 74° right-hand turn. The ride continues with several large hills, which give a sensation of air-time, especially in the rear of the trains, and a number of overbanked turns, before becoming more twisted as the ride runs through woods and over a lake. Just before entering the brake run, the trains negotiate a series of bunny hops, again giving riders considerable amounts of air-time.
FACTS & FIGURES
Opening date: 18/062001
Type: Hyper coaster - Steel
Manufacturer: Intamin
Designer: Werner Stengel
Height: 153 m
Length:1,220.0 m
Speed: 120.1 km/h
Inversions:0
Duration: 1m15
Max vertical angle: 82°
Capacity: 1300 riders per hour
G-force: 4.5
[ Wikipedia 2025 ]
At a Gacha Warehouse. These buildings are by Onsu. Nice work, imho
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Well, I was on a bit of a MOCing binge today. I started on the last member of that Kaita, worked on Gali Mistika, and made a few... "improvements" to Toa Onuku. But my biggest project was this guy right here. I've had his torso floating around in my parts for months, begging me to rebuild him, and I finally tried it. In all honesty, it was a little rushed and ironically simpler than his old form. Daelus deserves better... but I'll have to revamp him again after Gali and Naho stop hogging all my blue.
Daelus was one of my first Self-MOCs (as before 2010, I had no idea what a "self-MOC" was, but I immediately took to the concept). It really started with that mask, which had been my favorite for a long time, in combination with the chest piece, a turntable from the Droid Developer Kit, another one of my favorite Lego things as a kid. He was dubbed a Toa of Electronics, later given a story in Bonesiii's Expanded Multiverse as a retired Agent of Enlightened who was presumed dead after an assignment went wrong. Little did they know that he had modified his nanite suit to transport his own life essence into other prebuilt bodies whenever he "died." ...that actually sounds pretty cool, now that I think about it. Also, a little creepy.
This MOC was based on the original, as well as this concept sketch. It all started because I realized how well those new 2015 armor pieces corresponded to his old Hordika foot shoulder armor.
Well, I was on a bit of a MOCing binge today. I started on the last member of that Kaita, worked on Gali Mistika, and made a few... "improvements" to Toa Onuku. But my biggest project was this guy right here. I've had his torso floating around in my parts for months, begging me to rebuild him, and I finally tried it. In all honesty, it was a little rushed and ironically simpler than his old form. Daelus deserves better... but I'll have to revamp him again after Gali and Naho stop hogging all my blue.
Daelus was one of my first Self-MOCs (as before 2010, I had no idea what a "self-MOC" was, but I immediately took to the concept). It really started with that mask, which had been my favorite for a long time, in combination with the chest piece, a turntable from the Droid Developer Kit, another one of my favorite Lego things as a kid. He was dubbed a Toa of Electronics, later given a story in Bonesiii's Expanded Multiverse as a retired Agent of Enlightened who was presumed dead after an assignment went wrong. Little did they know that he had modified his nanite suit to transport his own life essence into other prebuilt bodies whenever he "died." ...that actually sounds pretty cool, now that I think about it. Also, a little creepy.
This MOC was based on the original, as well as this concept sketch. It all started because I realized how well those new 2015 armor pieces corresponded to his old Hordika foot shoulder armor.
Hungarian and German forces set up OP bases in Libya, Chad and Tunisia. The campaign for Chad is over now that the government and military has surrendered. The battle for oil is expected to be over some time soon.
On vacation, these are all prebuilt and photographed c:
"Since Cobra developed the Moray hydrofoil, G.I.Joe has lagging behind in the seapower department. The first modest step toward rectifying this is the Manta Ray - a light, fast rigid-hulled inflatable boat, optimized for littoral operations and for chasing pirates and light armed craft.
By the '90s, G.I.joe was in decline - not only was it losing popularity, but the vehicles were becoming more garishly colored and lackluster in design.
www.yojoe.com/vehicles/94/mantaray/
The original Manta-Ray is a great example of G.I.Joe at its most disappointing. However, the concept itself (a light, rigid-hulled inflatable boat) is a sound one, based very much in real world special ops warfare. I thought it was time to revisit this disappointing toy that had a germ of potential, and give it a second chance to make a bigger splash.
There were very few watercraft in the G.I.Joe toyline, which is a bit of a shame, and I've been lagging behind myself in building up my Joe and Coba navies. I have larger and more exciting watercraft on the way, but I wanted to represent small and lesser known vehicles as well, and that prebuilt raft hull is too great not to use.
1433 building a train this afternoon. Had a bunch of prebuilt track sections, some tie plates, some switch panels, and some ballast all lined up. Wondering if it was headed up to Mayerthorpe?
The French River…chapter two… The Hawks Head an Omen
The following summer Alex and I got a hankering to go to The French River to fish for big Bass and giant Muskies. We may have been aware of the fact that mom had received a small sum of $3,500. Dollars as fathers insurance money. I don’t recall how we hatched this scheme or how we come to choose the French River as our destination. Our pitch to mom was simple, if she gave us just $350. Dollars Alex and I would catch a bus to the French River and camp there for three weeks. Like I said, I was thirteen, Alex fourteen. We didn’t own a tent. When I think back on that I really don’t believe it was wise for us to go without an adult. So many different things could happen to two young boys away from home. Parents and grand parents were always saying weird evasive things like, ‘when you are at the Runnymede show matinee, don’t go to the bathroom, don’t talk to strangers’, that was weird telling us not to go to the bathroom, I mean, everyone has to go to the bathroom. The words sex, or dick or penis or womans areas such as breast or vagina could never be said specifically, or diddler or molester, that’s how it was back then, at least for us.
I had been to cub scout camp so I had some experience at camping out, I was all for it. We would look at fishing magazines to pump us up on this exotic location. The French River is quite an unspoiled body of big water located south east of Sudbury by thirty or so miles from which it winds its way south to Georgian Bay. We gathered all the equipment we could, we had one sleeping bag, one heavy tartan blanket, two scotch pins to keep the blanket closed while sleeping, I had used it the previous year while camping with the cubs. We had water jugs, and frying pans, a pot to heat soup in, a green two burner coleman stove, a couple of coat hangers to use as toasters, we had two flashlights, there was some strong bug spray, matches of course, a few changes of clothes, a jacket to wear at night. Everything was packed in a pair of old army duffle bags, left overs from the war.
We got to the bus station at Bay and Dundas and took the first bus to the French River. Except we didn’t get out at the French River, we were asleep when the bus passed there and the next stop was downtown Sudbury, we got there around five in the afternoon. We had no choice but to rent a room at the Nickel Range Hotel right in the downtown core. Neither of us had been alone in any other city before, we stuck together, we went for a meal and then went up to the room, the bus back the next day left around eleven in the morning. I remember waking up and the two of us looked in all the shop windows, this was terribly exciting. There was a fishing tackle shop attached to an Army Surplus store right near the hotel. Al and I filled our tackle boxes with new lures, Rapalas and Flatfish and Lazy Ikes and Williams Warblers, Hula Poppers and Worm Harnesses, Jitterbugs in two different sizes, more weights for sinkers and bobbers and packs of snelled hooks in various sizes, we were ready. Lures and tackle in general were never cheap, ever, we also each bought new skinning knives with leather sheaths that attached to your belt and weigh scales to weigh the fish we were going to catch with. By the time we were finished we had spent about $50 each on stuff and it was time to catch the bus back to the French River. The driver let us on for nothing because it was the other driver the day before who actually had forgotten to let us out.
The driver waved goodbye to us as we departed the southbound bus. There was a general store called the French River Outpost that we took a quick look in before we walked across the bridge that spanned the famous French River that Samuel de Champlain had once travelled, we were at an historic place. Coincidentally this year marks the 400th year of his travels here. On the other side of the bridge we walked in a bit towards the river and found a suitable place to put our stuff. Then we marched back to the Outpost store and bought about four six packs of Pure Spring pop in a variety of flavours, I especially liked the black cherry flavour. We also bought two quarts of chocolate milk, bags of chips and some more canned provisions, like Heinz spaghetti in a tin for Al, I didn’t eat sphagetti, Liptons soup, two packs of hot dogs, Blue Bonnet white bread to eat the wieners on, remember that blonde girl on the wrapper, whatever we needed for a week or so of camping. We got back to our site and took out our neatly organized tackle boxes and climbed down the somewhat precarious side of the embankment to the waters edge. The water was deep and black under the span of steel bridge above us, in the mid day sun we failed to get so much as a nibble. On one cast a smallmouth bass did follow my orange flatfish in but it did not strike. We walked down river towards the rapids a few hundred yards away from the bridge. It looked like a promising spot, again we threw everything we had at them, still not much action, a few sunfish, that was all. We walked back to our campsite and cooked some beans and wieners in the pot on our small Coleman stove. At least we had brought a stove! After rinsing the pot out in some dirty water we went to bed, exhausted. As the oldest, Alex of course got to use the sleeping bag. I had the tartan blanket with the two scotch pins. Up to that time there was little sign of mosquitoes. That changed at night as I spent most of the time chasing them away from the openings in the blanket that they uncannily could find. It may have been my worst night of sleep ever. In the morning I counted 64 mosquito bites, they were all over my face, behind my ears, my legs especially the ankles my arms, everywhere, while Alex had just a few. It was rather unbearable. We fished for a while the next morning and I must admit it was lovely and peaceful, when we didn’t catch anything again we decided to go rent a canoe and travel up the river, we’d have to find the fish.
There was another commercial place down a road across from the Outpost it was a marina on the river that had a big Shell gas sign that lit up at night in a yellow hazy way, sort of a beacon at night for river travelers. This mom and pop establishment was called The French River Camp, we knew it was there as at the roadside a white official highways sign pointed in that direction stating, French River Marina ½ mile, this was long before metric. Besides selling provisions they also sold gas, tackle, live bait and rented boats and motors as well as fiberglass canoes for the princely sum of $1.50 per day. We paid for a fourteen day rental in advance and stocked up on soda pop and other luxury items. Our hopes were buoyed by the sudden intelligence in renting a boat to get us to where the fish were. We probably did not have a map of the river other than the highway maps we got at the Toronto Exhibition in the Ontario Building. That was a cool place back in them days, they had exhibits of live fish swimming in tanks, all our favourite sport fishes, bass, muskie, pike, pickerel and the trout family as well, in other parts of the building they had a one quarter size display of how ores were mined using mini cars on tracks to shift the material from one part of the mine to another as well as an actual miniature shaft with an elevator, it was so neat. Maybe seeing those fish at the Ex was part of the catalyst that created our lust for fishing, that and the fact our father had instilled fishing in us from a young age. I’m sure we looked at the big map of the area, not only at the highway 69 location where one was displayed in a glass case but also in the two stores we were in, the Outpost and the Marina who both had large four foot maps on their walls for the tourists to look at. Our logic was that a river goes up, and a river goes down.
We paddled the canoe now full with our gear about a half mile upstream through a narrow rock lined channel, after about fifty yards the river opened up and on our right there was a large private fishing lodge where there were a dozen professional boats parked for the well heeled clientele. About a hundred yards up form that camp to the left we found a very nice one acre island camping spot with a gravel landing area for the canoe, a prebuilt rock campfire pit and plenty of dry wood lying around to burn. The French River is still preserved in this fashion, there is very little development, as an historic site the government preserves it as a natural wilderness, they build campsites for visitors to use, but you would be hard pressed to find any permanent cottages. The word Pristine comes to mind, today, fifty odd years later it is a strong testament to thoughtful thinking about a treasure.
Again we were excited to cast our new lures into the water that held promise. We had some luck, small fish that we would catch and release, nothing really to write home about, perhaps we had set our sights to high. Night fall was coming, I was casting like a madman, working my lure at various speeds and depths trying my hardest to catch the first big fish, then all of a sudden on a back cast my lure, a small Mepps #3 spinner ricocheted of f Alex’s head and he instinctively reached up to protect his face and as I tossed my arm forward not knowing what I had hit behind me the lure submerged into his right hand palm, so much so that the hook was not visible. He let out a huge shout calling me every name in the book, not realizing that it was his fault for walking behind me as I cast. In a few moments the shouting subsided, it was getting dark, we already had a fire going for warmth and had been snacking all day long on wieners and chips and sodas. Calmly Al stated, “I’ll get in the canoe and go to that fishing camp a ways back, there’s sure to be a doctor there”. He paddled away, a black flashlight tied to the bow of the canoe, the hundred or so yards back to the camp where the big boats were docked. I tended the fire and worried, and also thought how brave he was to paddle there as night settled in. Within an hour he was back, there had been a doctor and the doctor removed the hook easily by pushing it through the other side of the meaty palm, giving him a small injection for the pain and some pills to take to ward off infection and some antibiotic cream to put on the area. We sat around the campfire, the mosquitoes must have had enough of my blood as they were not nearly as bad that night. Sleep came easy.
The pair of us got up before the sun. We had planned this, we loaded the canoe with our rods, some peanut butter sandwiches and drinks that we placed in the small hard sided cooler in the bottom of the canoe. We paddled upstream away from our camp, as we paddled the boats from the lodge went flying by, one after another ten in all, huge boats with immense motors, more like small yachts. The wake they made almost tipped us, we hung onto the shore until they passed, we waved to each boat, after that it was completely silent, the birds were chirping quietly in the trees above the cliff, a soft chiffon mist rose from the waters and hung in the pine tree branches like a Japanese painting. We began casting towards the rocky shoreline and the ten to twenty foot high cliffs. We tossed each lure softly to the edge of the rock face, let it sit a moment, then gave the surface lure a twitch, a jerk, another twitch, another jerk then we would slowly move the rod from left to right, having the lure imitate a wounded baitfish, we did this for ten minutes, then paddled further, still in this rock lined channel, my feet inadvertently hit the bottom of the canoe as I reached for a different lure, Alex told me to keep the noise down a couple of times as I was humming a song that had been popular on the radio, ‘I’m Henry the 8th I am, Henry, Henry’, “ keep quiet,you’re scaring the fish, that’s why we aren’t getting any”. Perturbed at his domineering character I just kept on doing what I was doing quietly singing and eating my sandwich, casting towards shore, he yelled again, “keep the fucking noise down or I’ll kill you” ! I believed him, but it was too late, his face had turned red with anger, his eyes bulged, I’d seen that face before in life, almost always after I had beat him at a sporting thing or something as simple as a monopoly or scrabble game. He was standing in the boat which isn’t smart in a canoe, he held a paddle up in the air and began swinging and swiping it at me, I dived overboard into the deep water and swam the twenty feet to shore for safety where I clung onto the rock face and had difficulty climbing the slippery slimey with green guck sheer rock face, the paddle got me in the back of the head and I could feel my front upper tooth come in contact with the rock face, the same tooth that I had chipped on the tap at the ice rink, I must have yelled and screamed until he stopped hitting me. After a cooling out period, he let me back in the canoe and we paddled back to the campsite at my request. By this time, the magic hour had passed, it was close to nine AM the sun was higher. We fell asleep for a few hours by the dying fire. Shade was provided by a large pine tree to our back. When we got up we again went out on the river, this time we paddled quite a distance, the river opened up and appeared now much more like a lake, we came to a spot that looked very promising, there were pencil reeds and some lily pads, sure signs of fish habitat. To no avail we pitched our lures, we landed a few small pike that were feeding close to shore, I love pike, you can always catch them they are so voracious they will eat all day long and are very protective of their area. By days end we were beat and paddled back to the camp. Alex opened up another can of spaghetti for his dinner, I was happy with the hot dogs. Afterwards he insisted again that I do the dishes, including his spaghetti pot that he had not bothered to put water in as a pre rinse. I balked and well that simple not malicious act on my part drove him crazy again, it was all I could do to survive the night without my head being chopped off.
In the morning, we decided to call it quits, we both realized we weren’t getting along, we took the canoe back to the French River Marina where they gave us a refund for the twelve days we had paid for in advance. A local man driving a dusty old white pickup truck gave us a lift up to the highway, me and Alex sat in the back box with our gear, our duffle bags and fishing rods. When we got to the main road we stuck our thumbs out to no avail. We walked and walked in the baking hot sun until we came across a small provincial park that we knew was nearby. We walked in and decided to rent a campsite near the waters edge. The site was quite reasonable, about three dollars a day and it came with a picnic table and one of those steel grate provincial parks bbqs elevated from the ground as well a nicely sanded camping area to place our gear and lay our bags out in.
The small lake was less than fifty feet from the camp site through a tree lined path. We both tried like tigers to catch something, but again we had little luck, we did catch some sunfish but that was not what we were after. It seemed the only thing we were good at was fighting with each other. Once again, the issue of doing the dishes came up, I would not clean his dirty pot again at which he went into the typical rage, we decided by mid afternoon that day that we would break camp and hitch hike to the nearest town and take a bus to Toronto. It took us forever to catch a lift then finally this guy a soldier dressed in Army clothes stopped, he was going as far as Bracebridge, he was talkative, he said, ‘there’s a Greyhound bus station in town’ and he dropped us off there around five in the afternoon, we were so pleased to get out of the blazing sun, we rolled the windows down in the car, let the breeze chill us out. We were too late for the afternoon bus and would have to wait until 9 that night for the next one. The depot closed at five, so we had to leave our bags and stuff out front and stand guard for almost five hours until the next bus came. The stairs up to the depot were made of poured concrete, an adult passed us by and said to us, and it amazes me that I recall this, they said, ‘better not sit there too long or you’ll get piles’, now what the heck are piles my kid self thought. We purchased two tickets to Toronto at about $7 dollars each, we counted up our money, after each of us having Banquet Burgers with fries and gravy, chocolate sundaes and milkshakes for dinner at a small diner which was part of the bus depot, we had the whopping sum of $26 dollars left. We slept on the bus ride home, I don’t think we spoke to each other the entire way the bus was nearly empty. It pulled into the Toronto bus station around eleven o’clock, we tossed a dime into one of those black rotary pay phones and called home. Mom answered, I recall Alex saying, ‘we’ll be home in an hour, we just got off the bus, we couldn’t get along’. At home, mom was devastated, when we told her we only had $26 dollars left she might as well of wept for the look on her exasperated face, poor woman.
Throughout life Alex and I continued to rival each other, especially in sport as we both played a good game of football, and we rivaled each other with friends as well. He was good at bullying people into being his friend, often they would find me through him, which I am sure he carried to his grave. We tried to go to the French River one more time, I have wrote about this before in a story towards the beginning of my writings, it is called Last Chance Fishing and it can be viewed on my blog by going to Wordpress Selrahc Yrogerg. Julia, my better half and I spent a couple of weekends fishing at the French River. One time we took our big cedar strip boat with the brown and white 18 Horse power Johnson motor. We travelled well up the river to a wide expanse and camped on an island. One morning we were just up, hadn’t even had our coffee when we both saw this enormous fourty or so pound Muskellunge jump into the air, the image remains. We hopped in the old boat and began pitching our biggest lures in the area we thought the fish was hunting in, we pitched for over an hour, with no luck. It was our last day on the river as we had planned to go to another area north of Sault St. Marie, Lake Michipicoten. to give it a try, as we drove towards the French River Marina we watched as two Americans played an almost ten pound pickerel to their boat, they were fishing not far from the marina. Though I have never had much luck with big fish at the French I have seen others catch them.
The last time I was at the French was in the year 2006, the year Alex died from ‘the drink’ at his apartment in Valemount British Columbia. It may just be a coincidence but I am writing these words on his birthday, April the 1st, 2015. My sister Suzanne reminded me of that fact today, Al’s birthday, he would have been 68. My cell phone rang as I was working at one of the properties I managed for a group of entrepreneurs, I was repairing some holes in the siding that a colony of bats were using to enter the wood sided structure, I was on a ladder. The call was from the coroner in Valemount British Columbia, I don’t recall how she got my number. She gave me the news that Al was dead and thought I should get out there to settle up his affairs. I found myself on a plane the next day, landing in Vancouver then taking a second flight to Prince George where I rented a Jeep (Peej) to drive across country eastwards towards the town of Valemount. I stayed a night in Prince George as I waited for Alex’s daughter Maxine and her husband to arrive from their home in the Calgary area. The next day they showed up driving a luxury small Mercedes sports car. They were tired and wanted to post pone the events a day till they caught up on sleep, I refused as I had already wasted half a day waiting for them to show up. We went to the hospital first to see Al in the morgue, it was a gruesome sight as he had turned blue and yellow from not being kept refrigerated for a few days after he passed. I believed he was dead but his daughter insisted on seeing him. The moment was not dissimilar to those you see on television wherein the family visit the morgue to identify a relation. I snapped a photograph, the image did not appear on the screen of the digital camera, only later on the computer did it come out after working with it in a phtotoshop type program. You don’t want to see that photo. Afterwards we went to a funeral home and made arrangements to have him cremated, when I came back to Prince George I would come and pick up the ashes and take them with me to Toronto. In typical funeral home employee fashion the attendant tried to persuade us to buy expensive decorative urns to place his ashes in and to spend a bunch of money on notices in the paper. I do recall telling the guy we weren’t interested. Maxine and her man took a room at a motel. The nasty work being done I chose to drive on to Valemount as there was lots of sunlight time. It is a four hour trip to Valemount on a very quiet paved road. I didn’t quite make it to Valemount but stopped one town before there in a town called McBride where I took a room at a motel. A small jug of scotch whiskey helped me sleep, I was very emotional.
The next morning I pulled into Valemount a picturesque town on the other side of the mountain range from Banff and Jasper. There were tall mountains in all directions. On the Jeep stereo I played a new Eric Clapton CD Me and Mr.Johnson that I had bought in an interesting truck stop all purpose supply store on the edge of town that appeared to be the place to be. The record was in one of those sales bins priced at just $6, The music was comprised of old blues tunes, the song When The Train Pulls Into the Station was particularly sad as Valemount is a railroad town and Alex had been working for CN rail for over twenty years. It was difficult to hold back the tears, I had some time to put in before the scheduled meeting with the coroner, I found a quiet lake on the outskirts of town to say a few inner prayers. I met the coroner at the apartment complex Alex lived in as scheduled at eleven AM, it was a modern four floor structure on the outskirts of town with young jack pines growing around it, there was a bike rack and the bike Al road was there. The coroner told me about the circumstances of his death, they aren’t pretty, in a drunken stupor he just sort of fell on his face and died in the hallway outside of his apartment, a young twenty something neighbor who knew Al felt bad as he had passed him in the hallway early on the morning in question and just ignored him as he had seen Al in worse shape numerous times. The cause of death we later found out via an autopsy was alcohol, he drank himself to death.
We went into the apartment, I wasn’t ready for what I saw. When I say there was a carpet of beer bottles on the floor mixed with small empty vodka bottles, I mean there was a carpet of empties, mostly Heineken. A trail, a foot path led through the empties to a TV set a newish 32” inch flatscreen, I believe there was a couch and little else except the remote, the curtains were closed, no light came in, to my knowledge, no one had ever been in the apartment, it was quite a hovel, with dishes piled high in the sink, the bathroom was a sight as well, Al was never known for his good housekeeping. The apartment superintendent was also a bartender at the local bar, she had never been in the apartment. I was far beyond embarrassment. The degree of drinking that took place in his life is difficult to fathom. I will include a photograph of the bottle strewn floor.
I had been made the executor of his will when he had it drawn up twenty or so called years prior at a law office in a town south of Valemount called Clearwater. It was my duty by law to look after things, regardless of what his son in law said was the law or accepted rule in Vietnam. We did not get along to say the least. There was one specific request in the will, ‘please sprinkle my ashes in the French River’. No piles of gold or otherwise were found at the apartment, no matter how many times they ripped his VCR apart it did not pour out a pot of gold. What was salvageable would fill a black garbage bag, a talking Billy the Bass still in the box, two fishing reels, a pair of fishing rods, some tackle, the TV, a handful of books, a note that said “The Truth is a Very Long Drink Indeed”, and that’s about it, as well as a key for a safety deposit box in Clearwater, British Columbia where the lawyers office was located that had drawn up the will. After his family and I finished our look through the mess I wanted to inspect the contents of the safety deposit box as it was my responsibility to look after the affairs. The key was gone. Neither of his kin would own up to taking it, I reported this to the RCMP in town when I left the apartment. A while later the son in law returned the key to me at a cabin I had rented for a few days by a mountain, we had a heated argument.
There was a railroad employee organized send off for Alex at the Valemount Tavern, the same tavern that sold him the drinks that killed him, I did not attend as I was repulsed by his family. The next day I ran into some of his fellow employees as well as his supervisor when I visited the CP offices to get information about his pension plan, from that exchange there was the story we call The Lunch.
For a time Al worked as a trackman on a crew with a few other guys, the routine was that they would get driven to a site, usually in a remote part of the track system to maintain the line, to repair the tracks where necessary. At this one particular area there was a bear hanging around making a nuisance of itself. One day, while the workers were up track fixing something or another the bear took Alex’s lunch which along with some drinks was kept in a hard topped cooler, when the men came back for their break, there was the bear a hundred or so yards down the track eating the food within the containers. Al picked up a tool, a steel pole over an inch thick, over six feet long with a hard metal welded piece on the end, they used it to raise the track while gravel was placed under the creosoted boards. He never said a thing, the other two workers with Al watched as he approached that thief of a bear, Al beat the bear to death with that steel pole. That’s the kind of man he was, fearless.
It was necessary for me to visit the bank Al dealt with in town, that took some time and certain protocols are in place for next of kin to access the account information. A kindly gentleman eventually informed me that there was just $600 dollars in Al’s account..this did not come as a surprise as there were signs and verbal innuendo that he was just scraping by in life with the benefits he received from the railroad sick plan that he had been on and off of for several years. At the doctors office, I thanked the doctor who had been providing him with care for his addictions. At the Valemount Hotel I met the servers who were devastated by his death. I went for a long drive inland from the town to explore, to see what the area was all about, a road led me to a grand lake where there was a family fishing and camping in a Beverly Hillbillies way, I gave Mr.Blanchett one of the fishing rods for his grand son, I had a feeling he knew I was giving something special away. At a motel a few guys who worked with Al were having a beer, I gave one of them Als ornamental belt buckle and the other a guy named Red I gave one of Als fishing rods and a reel. There was little left to do. As I drove to the lawyers office in Clearwater a pleasant two or three hour drive south through a mountain range, I passed a town called Avola with a red neck bar that Al once hung around when he first went to BC many years back, that’s about all there was in that town, a red neck bar, I was hesitant to go in as there were some rough looking characters in the bar and some Harleys parked out front, I went in anyways, a bit timid. I said hello to the barkeep and asked if he knew Alex, he did know him and he had heard Al had passed, I shook his hand, the bikers actually melted with the sad news of Als death. A ways further up, my heart beating quickly I saw a large dead hawk on the road, I pulled over and with a knife I had scavenged from Alex’s stuff, I portioned the fresh, still warm magnificent bird into sections, the head, the tail feathers, the wings, the sacred feet, the body I tossed into the woods and said a Shamans prayer of thanks for this wonderful omen.
The safety deposit box was located in a bank beside the lawyers office. We went in together, the lawyer and I, a bank person took us to where the safety deposit boxes were, we opened the box that was assigned to Alex Gregory, it was empty. The lawyer agreed afterwards to help me sort Als affairs out, there would be damage payments due to the apartment owner and several other matters needed sorting out before the pension funds could be released to his daughter Maxine. It took a year or so to get everything in order for her, I just like to say that she did well, there were enough funds for someone to have a fresh start in life. I headed back to gather my things at the cabin, I took a walk towards the mountains behind the assembly of rental cottages, it was Mt.Trudeau and in an opening in the green plateau I saw two black animals grazing, at first I thought they were horses, I turned back to look again and the pair of regal moose were slowly trotting away. I said goodbye to the landlady who made rugs out of worn blue jeans, I drove back to Prince George. On the drive back I saw a coyote running in a field with hay bales, I like to think that that was Alex playing in the sun, a few miles on there was a bear cub, picking away at something in the ground. I picked the ashes up at the funeral home. I took them on the plane with me in my personal luggage, the airline seeing my remorse let me sit alone, the ashes were placed in the bin above, wrapped with a wing from that dead hawk omen. The rest of the bird was sent via mail to our address at the farm above Rice Lake in Ontario. The head, now remiss of all signs of life except a few wilted feathers sits in a glass jar on the stereo shelf, a reminder of those times.
Late that summer, my son Cassidy, my brother Kevin and I took the ashes to the French River. I had my own style shaman ceremony, I poured the ashes into the river at the spot we first camped at. I lit a fire for some sacred purpose as well as to burn the box the ashes were in. The other fishing reel of Als, I attached one of the feet from the hawk omen and tossed it far out into the river as I bluttered out some sacred incantation. Kevin, who had been abused by Alex witnessed the ceremony but understandably would not participate. I had sent half the ashes to Maxine via her mother Glenda’s house in Thunder Bay, Ontario. Those ashes I understand were placed in the grave with his deceased partner who had died years earlier.
Some lives are sad, very sad. From time to time I will come across a man who reminds me of my brother Alex in a physical way and it sends a ripple through me. In all the places for this to take place it did once in the early seventies at the auditorium theatre of the Guelph Reformatory as a man sat in the row in front of me who had an uncanny resemblance to Alex, a Neanderthal feeling. Just this week, as I gave the street person Bob a hug at his motel on the outskirts of town, there was a slight, ever so slight similarity to that love I shared with Alex. I doubt that I will ever go back to the French River. Om Sai Ram
I actually got this idea from the Haftarah portion this week. Each week, my family and read a portion of the Torah, or the first five books of the Bible (aka the weekly parasha). There is always a corresponding reading from the prophets... something that relates to or correlates to the parasha reading. This week is about Joseph and his brothers being reunited, and his father coming with his clan to Egypt. But the haftarah portion is about the House of Israel. You can read about it Here if you'd like! In this portion God calls Israel "His people" and makes an everlasting covenant with them to cleanse them and be their God.
thank you to some free photoshop brushes! :D Can't wait 'til I get my Wacom tablet so I can make my OWN brushes! o_O
Wanna know more aout this verse? It's so comforting... pixel8design.wordpress.com/2009/12/26/my-best-friend/
*Expedition* GeForce 25/06/2018 13h59
The Expedition GeForce in full swing somewhere in the middle of his 1.2 kilometer long orbit through and over the trees of the area Base Camp of Holiday Park. One of the best roller coast rides of my life so far!
Expedition GeForce
Expedition GeForce is a steel roller coaster located at Holiday Park in Haßloch, Germany. It is one of the largest roller coasters in Europe and has an 82 degree first drop. The trains travel up to 120 kilometres per hour through a course 1.2 kilometres long with seven periods of weightlessness. At its highest, the ride reaches 53 metres above ground.
Until the opening of Silver Star at Europa-Park, it was the tallest roller coaster operating on the European mainland.
The ride opened on June 18, 2001 to celebrate the 30-year anniversary of Holiday Park's operation, costing approximately €10 million. It has a maximum throughput of 1,300 riders per hour, with two 28-seater trains in operation. The track rests on 209 foundations, which are up to 20 metres deep.
It was constructed by Swiss manufacturers Intamin, which markets this type of coaster as Mega Coaster, in collaboration with German engineer Werner Stengel. Unlike many other coasters, the ride does not employ a conventional chain lift but a faster cable lift with a catch car, very similar to the system used for Millennium Force. It is one of the prebuilt rides in RollerCoaster Tycoon 3 and NoLimits.
From the station, the trains ascend the 57 m lift hill and encounter the first drop, which at 82°, makes a 74° right-hand turn. The ride continues with several large hills, which give a sensation of air-time, especially in the rear of the trains, and a number of overbanked turns, before becoming more twisted as the ride runs through woods and over a lake. Just before entering the brake run, the trains negotiate a series of bunny hops, again giving riders considerable amounts of air-time.
FACTS & FIGURES
Opening date: 18/062001
Type: Hyper coaster - Steel
Manufacturer: Intamin
Designer: Werner Stengel
Height: 153 m
Length:1,220.0 m
Speed: 120.1 km/h
Inversions:0
Duration: 1m15
Max vertical angle: 82°
Capacity: 1300 riders per hour
G-force: 4.5
[ Wikipedia 2019 ]
This is an AMD Athlon 64 3000+ with the serial number ADA3000DAA4BW and this most likely was used in an OEM / Prebuilt machine. This chip is significantly smaller in size than the Athlon 64 3200+ 130nm I opened previously. This appears to have been designed or manufactured in 2004 as indicated by some close ups of the writing in the bottom right revealed. This line of chips was released in 2005 which holds up with the date code on the chip. Interestingly the IHS says 2001 for some reason.
I prepared this chip very carefully with a razor blade and water. This chip cannot be prepared using acids or etching pastes since it uses SOI (Silicon On Insulator) technology.
AMD chips tend to crater when using a razor blade whereas Intel chips do not. I have since discovered the cratering happens mostly when removing the solder balls layer closest to PCB, visible here: flic.kr/p/2jaWU2i
This is one of many chips I purchased on ebay and I have already taken apart and prepared of few of the other ones.
Camera: SONY A6000
Number of Images: 80
Panorama Y Axis: 10 Images
Panorama X Axis: 8 Images
ISO: 100
Shutter Speed: 1/3"
Light Source: Side LED Flood Light
Overlap: 50%
Microscope Objective: 4X
Microscope Eyepiece: DSLR Mount
Grid Used: 4x4 (Panning Movement Aid)
Capture Motion: Zigzag
Stitching Software: Microsoft ICE
Other Software: GIMP for compression
Image Type: JPG
Image Quality: 95%
*Expedition* GeForce 25/06/2018 14h51
There is no moment of 'sit back and relax' during this ride. It's on the best roller coaster experiences you can have in Europe.
Expedition GeForce
Expedition GeForce is a steel roller coaster located at Holiday Park in Haßloch, Germany. It is one of the largest roller coasters in Europe and has an 82 degree first drop. The trains travel up to 120 kilometres per hour through a course 1.2 kilometres long with seven periods of weightlessness. At its highest, the ride reaches 53 metres above ground.
Until the opening of Silver Star at Europa-Park, it was the tallest roller coaster operating on the European mainland.
The ride opened on June 18, 2001 to celebrate the 30-year anniversary of Holiday Park's operation, costing approximately €10 million. It has a maximum throughput of 1,300 riders per hour, with two 28-seater trains in operation. The track rests on 209 foundations, which are up to 20 metres deep.
It was constructed by Swiss manufacturers Intamin, which markets this type of coaster as Mega Coaster, in collaboration with German engineer Werner Stengel. Unlike many other coasters, the ride does not employ a conventional chain lift but a faster cable lift with a catch car, very similar to the system used for Millennium Force. It is one of the prebuilt rides in RollerCoaster Tycoon 3 and NoLimits.
From the station, the trains ascend the 57 m lift hill and encounter the first drop, which at 82°, makes a 74° right-hand turn. The ride continues with several large hills, which give a sensation of air-time, especially in the rear of the trains, and a number of overbanked turns, before becoming more twisted as the ride runs through woods and over a lake. Just before entering the brake run, the trains negotiate a series of bunny hops, again giving riders considerable amounts of air-time.
*Expedition* GeForce 25/06/2018 13h22
The Base Camp area of Holiday Park contains apart from a play place for children the mega coaster from Intamin "Expedition GeForce". This Landrover is parked on the access route to Base Camp area.
Expedition GeForce
Expedition GeForce is a steel roller coaster located at Holiday Park in Haßloch, Germany. It is one of the largest roller coasters in Europe and has an 82 degree first drop. The trains travel up to 120 kilometres per hour through a course 1.2 kilometres long with seven periods of weightlessness. At its highest, the ride reaches 53 metres above ground.
Until the opening of Silver Star at Europa-Park, it was the tallest roller coaster operating on the European mainland.
The ride opened on June 18, 2001 to celebrate the 30-year anniversary of Holiday Park's operation, costing approximately €10 million. It has a maximum throughput of 1,300 riders per hour, with two 28-seater trains in operation. The track rests on 209 foundations, which are up to 20 metres deep.
It was constructed by Swiss manufacturers Intamin, which markets this type of coaster as Mega Coaster, in collaboration with German engineer Werner Stengel. Unlike many other coasters, the ride does not employ a conventional chain lift but a faster cable lift with a catch car, very similar to the system used for Millennium Force. It is one of the prebuilt rides in RollerCoaster Tycoon 3 and NoLimits.
From the station, the trains ascend the 57 m lift hill and encounter the first drop, which at 82°, makes a 74° right-hand turn. The ride continues with several large hills, which give a sensation of air-time, especially in the rear of the trains, and a number of overbanked turns, before becoming more twisted as the ride runs through woods and over a lake. Just before entering the brake run, the trains negotiate a series of bunny hops, again giving riders considerable amounts of air-time.
FACTS & FIGURES
Opening date: 18/062001
Type: Hyper coaster - Steel
Manufacturer: Intamin
Designer: Werner Stengel
Height: 153 m
Length:1,220.0 m
Speed: 120.1 km/h
Inversions:0
Duration: 1m15
Max vertical angle: 82°
Capacity: 1300 riders per hour
G-force: 4.5
[ Wikipedia 2019 ]
Seen being built as the ‘Sling 4-4-40 Challenge’ during the 2014 AAD (African Aerospace & Defence) airshow held at Waterkloof AFB.
20-9-2014
The following info is taken from the ‘The Airplane Factory’ website:-
“Starting with flying the Sling 2 prototype around the world in 2009, The Airplane Factory (TAF) has consistently set higher milestones for itself through the years. The Sling 4, a four seat model of the original Sling, was first flown in 2011, and promptly flown around the world in the opposite direction, as one does with a prototype aircraft. In the same year, TAF decided to show the aviation community just how simple it is to build a kit Sling, by assembling a Sling 2 kit in 7 days, with 5 factory employees, and 5 people who had never touched a pair of pliers, no matter a rivet gun. The Africa Aerospace and Defence show, held at AFB Waterkloof this September, was the perfect setting for an even bigger challenge.
The Sling 4-4-40 challenge –
build a Sling 4 kit in 4 days with 40 factory staff,
all in the midst of a world class airshow, far from the factory.
The build was set to start on Wednesday 23 September, but the planning for this huge undertaking had taken weeks. The kit was packed at TAF’s home base of Tedderfield Airpark, including some preparation such as prebuilt fuel tanks due to the drying time of the sealant. Mounds of paperwork was completed to allow this build to happen on an active air force base, and logistics had to be arranged to have catering for the staff available throughout each day, transport of the kit and all tools, as well as the daily transport of both day and night shifts of factory workers from Tedderfield to Waterkloof.
At 09h00 on Wednesday, the build was started inside a fenced off area under gazebos in the general aviation area of the show. Fantastic progress was made on day 1, with the centre and rear fuselage being constructed and joined, the undercarriage assembled, and the engine wired and awaiting assembly. During the half hour handover period between the day and night shifts, there were up to 32 people working on the aircraft at once! The night shift exceeded all expectations. During their 14 hour shift, the undercarriage was installed, the engine was mounted, and the wings three-quarters built.
Day 2 started with an inspection of the aircraft by Mike Blyth, who then called the staff together to announce that the build was so far ahead of schedule, that there was no need for a night shift that night.
The build continued with instrument panel and engine wiring, ballistic parachute installation, and huge progress was made on the wings and empennage.
Day 3 saw the wings and empennage being mated with the fuselage. The cowlings and spats were fitted, all fluids filled, and the lights and avionics tested. Hordes of people watched the build from behind the crowd control fences, all giving great words of support, and urging the team on. The aircraft was wheeled out of its fenced confines for a celebratory team photo. James Pitman gave the team words of encouragement, and emphasised how it had taken Mike and himself four years to build the first Sling. At this point, it was discovered that even after completing reams of paperwork, writing countless motivational letters, submitting test flight action plans and flight plans and actually receiving confirmation that the initiative is fully supported, the planned test flight on Sunday had not been put into the programme.
With day 4 being the first day of the public airshow, the team was surrounded by onlookers at all times. Both local and international media were vying for interviews with the team at all times, and publicity for the company went through the roof. A final inspection was done, the aircraft fuelled, leather interior installed, decals applied, and all paperwork issued. With Andrew Pitman’s fantastic work, a slot was secured for an engine run that afternoon and for the test flight the following day. The Sling 4 was released from its cage again, and pulled through the crowd to show centre, where the key was turned and the engine burst to life to great cheers and applause from the crowds. A Sling 4 was born in 4 days!
The completed Sling 4 ZU-TES (a test registration assigned to the factory) was on static display on Sunday before the big moment. At arguably the biggest airshow on the African continent, James Pitman took to the skies before thousands of people to complete the first flight; the aircraft performed flawlessly.
Having a close look at ZU-TES, one will find that the quality of this aircraft is absolutely top notch. Throughout the build the team insisted that speed does not mean lack of quality, and this is definitely true considering that after returning to the factory for paint, this aircraft will be shipped to the USA to become the demonstrator aircraft for the US distributors in California.
Huge congratulations are in order for every one of the forty staff that contributed to this massive achievement, showing just how capable the South African aviation industry is.”
If you are thinking about purchasing Adam Short's Niche Profit Full Control system, then this review is for you. Does it work? What kind of results should you expect? Is the program worth the money? Will you get the support you need to be successful? Don't worry – I'll answer all these questions. But first, let me give you some background information. I purchased NPFC's program at the end of 2015. I really resonated with Adam, and I especially loved the idea of getting prepackaged niches that I could take and run with. Not only did I buy Adam's program, but I also spent thousands of dollars on Facebook ads, contract labor, hosting and domains – and don't even get me started on all the time I invested. I really committed to my success, and I was determined to follow the program and excel. Right off the bat, I took Adam's first prebuilt niche and got it up and running. That was going to be my initial moneymaker, but just in case things didn't fall into place automatically, I hired a contractor to write my own teaser PDF and a series of emails. This didn't come cheap – and neither did the person I hired to help me turn the other premade niches into sites as they came out. I spent hours going through Adam's trainings, and I became very active on the forum. By Adam's word (his promises and instructions), I was doing everything I could to find success. But success never came. For example, I stopped building niches after I had created 5 different sites. None of them yielded any results! Not a single one of them! My first niche has been successful to a point. I reached 9,000 likes on Facebook with a $0.10 conversion through Facebook ads. Of those that came to my site, 20% turned into leads. The majority of them read my emails, but no one purchased any of my affiliate products. At this point, I was well past the money back guarantee timeframe. How convenient for Adam. I reached out for support on the forums, and I started asking poignant questions. That was when I realized my posts were getting deleted! What? I wasn't being too negative – I was just trying to ask questions about real struggles. And that was when another NPFC member reached out to me and suggested I join a private Facebook group where there were tons of other dissatisfied people. Wait – I wasn't alone? Oh, no. It turned out that there were a lot of people just like me. The other NPFC members and I felt like we'd been disregarded – not to mention downright lied to! We collected members' experiences and decided to make this video. There is a one-sided story out there about how great Adam's program is, and anyone who disagrees has their opinion deleted. My intention with this review is not to be overly negative, but to point out the other experiences people have had with Adam Short's Niche Profit Full Control program. #NPFCReview #NicheProfitFullControl #AdamShort #DontBuy #BadProgram #NoROI #WasteOfMoney
The Kiev - Modern designed two bed two bath prefabricated container home with high quality fittings by Nova Deko. For more information please visit www.novadeko.com.au/kiev
You want to make a dollhouse, for your child or for yourself, but shelling out the money for a good kit (not to mention a prebuilt house) does not appeal. And if you are like me, driving a nail straight is a real challenge, and often painful :-)
So lets make a dollhouse from carboard boxes and fabric. Above you see all the tools and materials you will need:
-Sturdy, undented boxes for your room frames
-additional cardboard boxes to line the inside and outside of your room frames
-Fabric and glue to cover the lining pieces
-Boxcutters (a must)
-tape measure, straightedge, pen
-Scissors, both fabric and paper
Designed and built by the ubiquitous James Hibbert and seen here shortly after completion in 1893. Of interest is the vacant plot on the left of the image. This would later be occupied by the County Sessions House. Also, note the buildings on the far right of the image. It would be another seven years before the Miller Arcade would open at this location. The pile of rubble left of centre, is all that remains of the Cross Key's Hotel that once stood at the North-East corner of the Market Place.
For more about the history of the Harris... Click Here
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The following info is taken from the ‘The Airplane Factory’ website:-
“Starting with flying the Sling 2 prototype around the world in 2009, The Airplane Factory (TAF) has consistently set higher milestones for itself through the years. The Sling 4, a four seat model of the original Sling, was first flown in 2011, and promptly flown around the world in the opposite direction, as one does with a prototype aircraft. In the same year, TAF decided to show the aviation community just how simple it is to build a kit Sling, by assembling a Sling 2 kit in 7 days, with 5 factory employees, and 5 people who had never touched a pair of pliers, no matter a rivet gun. The Africa Aerospace and Defence show, held at AFB Waterkloof this September, was the perfect setting for an even bigger challenge.
The Sling 4-4-40 challenge –
build a Sling 4 kit in 4 days with 40 factory staff,
all in the midst of a world class airshow, far from the factory.
The build was set to start on Wednesday 23 September, but the planning for this huge undertaking had taken weeks. The kit was packed at TAF’s home base of Tedderfield Airpark, including some preparation such as prebuilt fuel tanks due to the drying time of the sealant. Mounds of paperwork was completed to allow this build to happen on an active air force base, and logistics had to be arranged to have catering for the staff available throughout each day, transport of the kit and all tools, as well as the daily transport of both day and night shifts of factory workers from Tedderfield to Waterkloof.
At 09h00 on Wednesday, the build was started inside a fenced off area under gazebos in the general aviation area of the show. Fantastic progress was made on day 1, with the centre and rear fuselage being constructed and joined, the undercarriage assembled, and the engine wired and awaiting assembly. During the half hour handover period between the day and night shifts, there were up to 32 people working on the aircraft at once! The night shift exceeded all expectations. During their 14 hour shift, the undercarriage was installed, the engine was mounted, and the wings three-quarters built.
Day 2 started with an inspection of the aircraft by Mike Blyth, who then called the staff together to announce that the build was so far ahead of schedule, that there was no need for a night shift that night.
The build continued with instrument panel and engine wiring, ballistic parachute installation, and huge progress was made on the wings and empennage.
Day 3 saw the wings and empennage being mated with the fuselage. The cowlings and spats were fitted, all fluids filled, and the lights and avionics tested. Hordes of people watched the build from behind the crowd control fences, all giving great words of support, and urging the team on. The aircraft was wheeled out of its fenced confines for a celebratory team photo. James Pitman gave the team words of encouragement, and emphasised how it had taken Mike and himself four years to build the first Sling. At this point, it was discovered that even after completing reams of paperwork, writing countless motivational letters, submitting test flight action plans and flight plans and actually receiving confirmation that the initiative is fully supported, the planned test flight on Sunday had not been put into the programme.
With day 4 being the first day of the public airshow, the team was surrounded by onlookers at all times. Both local and international media were vying for interviews with the team at all times, and publicity for the company went through the roof. A final inspection was done, the aircraft fuelled, leather interior installed, decals applied, and all paperwork issued. With Andrew Pitman’s fantastic work, a slot was secured for an engine run that afternoon and for the test flight the following day. The Sling 4 was released from its cage again, and pulled through the crowd to show centre, where the key was turned and the engine burst to life to great cheers and applause from the crowds. A Sling 4 was born in 4 days!
The completed Sling 4 ZU-TES (a test registration assigned to the factory) was on static display on Sunday before the big moment. At arguably the biggest airshow on the African continent, James Pitman took to the skies before thousands of people to complete the first flight; the aircraft performed flawlessly.
Having a close look at ZU-TES, one will find that the quality of this aircraft is absolutely top notch. Throughout the build the team insisted that speed does not mean lack of quality, and this is definitely true considering that after returning to the factory for paint, this aircraft will be shipped to the USA to become the demonstrator aircraft for the US distributors in California.
Huge congratulations are in order for every one of the forty staff that contributed to this massive achievement, showing just how capable the South African aviation industry is.”
An LI work crew brings a train of stone hoppers to Fresh Pond Yard for interchange with some ROW materials such as concrete ties, prebuilt trackage, and switches (?).
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The Madrid - Three Bedroom granny flats prefab modular home with high quality fixtures and finishes by Nova Deko.
For prices and detailed information please www.novadeko.com.au/madrid
Prebuilt #11 turnout panels for Bellingham, WA. Three panels are in the car. when removed they will be placed and welded together.
Manchester Airport has a broad and effective transport access strategy. In addition to the M56 motorway running to the west of the Airport, it is linked to the national railway network by a spur off the Styal loop. Like many other airports, its parking charges form a large part of its land side income – eye watering or purse lightening are terms that spring to mind. However, Manchester’s integrated transport interchange, probably paid for in part by parking motorists, is a model for public transport. The railway station supports local and regional services to destinations as far north as Edinburgh, Glasgow and Newcastle whilst to the east trains runs to Cleethorpes via Sheffield and Doncaster. Other new routes are under future consideration. These include direct trains to Wales and the East Midlands. The station’s three existing platforms are worked intensively with two trains routinely stabled on the same platform. Every TPE train coming into the airport picks up an on-board cleaner at Manchester Piccadilly who, during the 15 minute run, picks up litter and empty bins to reduce dwell time. To meet the increasing demand a fourth rail platform is being built at the airport together with platforms for Metrolink, Manchester’s tram system which is now being extended south from the city centre via Wythenshawe. The tram system will eventually be extended under the Airport interchange building onwards to Davenport Green – the location of outer Manchester’s planned HS2 station It will then head under the Airport building in a prebuilt tunnel behind the pink wall, north via Wythenshawe Hospital on to Baguley where it rejoins the original Wythenshawe Metrolink line closing the loop.
In addition to Rail and Metrolink, the Airport has a large bus and coach station
Kitchen - Dining Area View of 'The Milan' one bed one bath prefab modular home by Nova Deko. For prices and detailed information please visit
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by By Ciara Byrne Commercial drones are starting to be used for tasks like inspecting oil rigs and crops. But they still require a highly skilled human pilot, and even those that are semi-autonomous usually use prebuilt maps or access the data over a wireless link. Researchers from the Swiss Federal Institute of Technology in…
*Expedition* GeForce 25/06/2018 13h22
The Base Camp area of Holiday Park with the hyper coaster Expedition GeForce prominently in the picture.
Expedition GeForce
Expedition GeForce is a steel roller coaster located at Holiday Park in Haßloch, Germany. It is one of the largest roller coasters in Europe and has an 82 degree first drop. The trains travel up to 120 kilometres per hour through a course 1.2 kilometres long with seven periods of weightlessness. At its highest, the ride reaches 53 metres above ground.
Until the opening of Silver Star at Europa-Park, it was the tallest roller coaster operating on the European mainland.
The ride opened on June 18, 2001 to celebrate the 30-year anniversary of Holiday Park's operation, costing approximately €10 million. It has a maximum throughput of 1,300 riders per hour, with two 28-seater trains in operation. The track rests on 209 foundations, which are up to 20 metres deep.
It was constructed by Swiss manufacturers Intamin, which markets this type of coaster as Mega Coaster, in collaboration with German engineer Werner Stengel. Unlike many other coasters, the ride does not employ a conventional chain lift but a faster cable lift with a catch car, very similar to the system used for Millennium Force. It is one of the prebuilt rides in RollerCoaster Tycoon 3 and NoLimits.
From the station, the trains ascend the 57 m lift hill and encounter the first drop, which at 82°, makes a 74° right-hand turn. The ride continues with several large hills, which give a sensation of air-time, especially in the rear of the trains, and a number of overbanked turns, before becoming more twisted as the ride runs through woods and over a lake. Just before entering the brake run, the trains negotiate a series of bunny hops, again giving riders considerable amounts of air-time.
*Expedition* GeForce 25/06/2018 13h46
The train is entering the station. Most of the tracks are located in and above the trees.
Expedition GeForce
Expedition GeForce is a steel roller coaster located at Holiday Park in Haßloch, Germany. It is one of the largest roller coasters in Europe and has an 82 degree first drop. The trains travel up to 120 kilometres per hour through a course 1.2 kilometres long with seven periods of weightlessness. At its highest, the ride reaches 53 metres above ground.
Until the opening of Silver Star at Europa-Park, it was the tallest roller coaster operating on the European mainland.
The ride opened on June 18, 2001 to celebrate the 30-year anniversary of Holiday Park's operation, costing approximately €10 million. It has a maximum throughput of 1,300 riders per hour, with two 28-seater trains in operation. The track rests on 209 foundations, which are up to 20 metres deep.
It was constructed by Swiss manufacturers Intamin, which markets this type of coaster as Mega Coaster, in collaboration with German engineer Werner Stengel. Unlike many other coasters, the ride does not employ a conventional chain lift but a faster cable lift with a catch car, very similar to the system used for Millennium Force. It is one of the prebuilt rides in RollerCoaster Tycoon 3 and NoLimits.
From the station, the trains ascend the 57 m lift hill and encounter the first drop, which at 82°, makes a 74° right-hand turn. The ride continues with several large hills, which give a sensation of air-time, especially in the rear of the trains, and a number of overbanked turns, before becoming more twisted as the ride runs through woods and over a lake. Just before entering the brake run, the trains negotiate a series of bunny hops, again giving riders considerable amounts of air-time.
FACTS & FIGURES
Opening date: 18/062001
Type: Hyper coaster - Steel
Manufacturer: Intamin
Designer: Werner Stengel
Height: 153 m
Length:1,220.0 m
Speed: 120.1 km/h
Inversions:0
Duration: 1m15
Max vertical angle: 82°
Capacity: 1300 riders per hour
G-force: 4.5
[ Wikipedia 2019 ]
Dirt and rock from a 30-foot-deep trench on SR 520 is piled during the full weekend closure of the highway.
From June 17-20, 2011, crews closed SR 520 for construction on the east side of Lake Washington. The centerpieces of the work included the demolition of a pedestrian bridge near Medina and the installation of a massive prebuilt concrete fish-passable culvert in Bellevue.
The trench crosses all lanes of SR 520 west of Bellevue Way Northeast and will contain a new, larger culvert that will improve fish migration. This is the first of eight culverts crossing SR 520 that will be installed between Medina and Bellevue during the next three years.
*Expedition* GeForce 25/06/2018 13h23
The first bunny hop after the first drop as seen from the Base Camp area of Holiday Park. The Expedition GeForce is more than worth the trip to Holiday Park.
Expedition GeForce
Expedition GeForce is a steel roller coaster located at Holiday Park in Haßloch, Germany. It is one of the largest roller coasters in Europe and has an 82 degree first drop. The trains travel up to 120 kilometres per hour through a course 1.2 kilometres long with seven periods of weightlessness. At its highest, the ride reaches 53 metres above ground.
Until the opening of Silver Star at Europa-Park, it was the tallest roller coaster operating on the European mainland.
The ride opened on June 18, 2001 to celebrate the 30-year anniversary of Holiday Park's operation, costing approximately €10 million. It has a maximum throughput of 1,300 riders per hour, with two 28-seater trains in operation. The track rests on 209 foundations, which are up to 20 metres deep.
It was constructed by Swiss manufacturers Intamin, which markets this type of coaster as Mega Coaster, in collaboration with German engineer Werner Stengel. Unlike many other coasters, the ride does not employ a conventional chain lift but a faster cable lift with a catch car, very similar to the system used for Millennium Force. It is one of the prebuilt rides in RollerCoaster Tycoon 3 and NoLimits.
From the station, the trains ascend the 57 m lift hill and encounter the first drop, which at 82°, makes a 74° right-hand turn. The ride continues with several large hills, which give a sensation of air-time, especially in the rear of the trains, and a number of overbanked turns, before becoming more twisted as the ride runs through woods and over a lake. Just before entering the brake run, the trains negotiate a series of bunny hops, again giving riders considerable amounts of air-time.