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Measuring the wear on the back of the knee, where it runs against the main column, post machining to see how close I'd got the setup.
There was about 15 thou wear all told before on the flat face before I ran it through the milling machine, and about 12 thou wear on the dovetail itself..
I scraped the top surface lightly to remove any irregularities and used a straight edge and my new to me Etalon depth micrometer to measure the amount still to be scraped off. I assumed that the top and the inner below the dovetails were originally machined at the same setting.
Knee scrape. Expecting this to swell up and bruise more because the whole area from the top of my kneecap to the top of my shin is super sensitive to the touch or any movement.
Being scraped, actually registered N325MP. Nov 2014
Update Feb 2017: Aircraft most likely broken up in 2015.
SV-380 ā Nelson Dionne Collection. Interior view of the inside of a tanning mill, or tannery, in Montreal, Canada, showing the process of scraping hair from hides with machinery in leather production.
Published by Keystone View Company, c. 1915.
On the back side is a description of the leather-making process, including the part depicted here.
Citation: Nelson Dionne Salem History Collection,
Salem State University Archives and Special Collections, Salem, Massachusetts
Model: Amie Book
Photographer: Trevor Loken
Strobist info:
two light setup
abr800 1/16 power on camera (key light) about 4 feet from her face
ab400 1/2 power about four feet above with 20 degree honeycomb grid (hair light)
...can't get the sidewalk dirt out. I cropped this shot. Was still crying, sitting on the sidewalk, and didn't have a mirror to see how bad it was. Then I tried to get up...fractured my knee, couldn't walk..this was a bad accident that could easily have been fatal. I am so lucky to get off with a broken knee and some bruises.
April 25, 2009
I slipped and fell today while launching the boat at Calusa Island.
I got scraped and bruised on my left knee and hand and I bumped my head pretty hard.
Got right up, finished launching the boat, parked the truck, and held my head high as I walked the dock with a bleeding knee and hand. The tide was outgoing and there was no time for crying.
Field biology. It ain't easy.