I like Hammocks.
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Had to ream - put a drill through the holes, so I could get the U bolt back in after I bent it.
Struggled a bit getting the nuts tight, but its in...
Heres the strap going along the boat...
Im just about to fix it under the thwart here...
Didnt take pics of that as it was too tight to get the camera in.
Super knot to hold the strap at the front...
All done.
Struggled a bit getting the nuts tight, but its in...
Heres the strap going along the boat...
Im just about to fix it under the thwart here...
Didnt take pics of that as it was too tight to get the camera in.
Super knot to hold the strap at the front...
All done.
Im not convinced its strong enough.
I have the urge to drill holes down through that block of wood, straight through the hull and bolt it to that as well.
Still, not today as its pouring down again and I feel uneasy using power tools in the rain.
I have the urge to drill holes down through that block of wood, straight through the hull and bolt it to that as well.
Still, not today as its pouring down again and I feel uneasy using power tools in the rain.
I knew it was a mistake before I did it.
But I was feeling rough. Had been for at least a couple of months.
So eventually I did it.
Turns out Im ill.
Wasnt before I got to the doctors, but I was when I came out.
Turns out I still have blood but its got too much pressure.
Its 180/70 which equals 2.5714285714285714285714285714286.
Ive No Idea what that means, except thats apparently why I cant stay awake, concentrate and have swollen up like a balloon.
Seems Ive also got to go to hospital and have a blood test. I assured her that i definitely have some as I cut myself a few days ago, but that didnt seem to be enough to make her happy.
The hospital will check my blood for celulose and cells.
No Idea why as Ive never drunk any paint.
Anyhow, she gave me these water tablets. Ive lost 8lb in 3 days and my feet are all light and wobbly, so I had to go hammocking with my kid.
But I was feeling rough. Had been for at least a couple of months.
So eventually I did it.
Turns out Im ill.
Wasnt before I got to the doctors, but I was when I came out.
Turns out I still have blood but its got too much pressure.
Its 180/70 which equals 2.5714285714285714285714285714286.
Ive No Idea what that means, except thats apparently why I cant stay awake, concentrate and have swollen up like a balloon.
Seems Ive also got to go to hospital and have a blood test. I assured her that i definitely have some as I cut myself a few days ago, but that didnt seem to be enough to make her happy.
The hospital will check my blood for celulose and cells.
No Idea why as Ive never drunk any paint.
Anyhow, she gave me these water tablets. Ive lost 8lb in 3 days and my feet are all light and wobbly, so I had to go hammocking with my kid.
This trip was a spur of the moment thing.
We managed to forget a few bits.
Er......
Our rucksacks, my hobo, our tarps, his bag, anything to cook on his hobo....
So we decided just to go explore, play with the hammocks and head back.
Found this place where someone has hacked down all the undergrowth.
Decided it would suit our needs.
Except after we had our hammocks up, some farmer decided to repair a fence less than 50 yards away. Hadnt even realised the wood was that narrow.
So no hobo. Little one wasnt happy.
Still he got to explore, and me....
I was trying to work out what this noise was right up until the end of the branch fell up my nose.
Should have bought my tarp and my first aid kit.
Still....
Not sure how you stick a plaster to the inside of a nostril anyhow. Glad the branch wasnt any bigger though.
Would have preffered it if it had waited until we had gone before it decided to fall though.
We managed to forget a few bits.
Er......
Our rucksacks, my hobo, our tarps, his bag, anything to cook on his hobo....
So we decided just to go explore, play with the hammocks and head back.
Found this place where someone has hacked down all the undergrowth.
Decided it would suit our needs.
Except after we had our hammocks up, some farmer decided to repair a fence less than 50 yards away. Hadnt even realised the wood was that narrow.
So no hobo. Little one wasnt happy.
Still he got to explore, and me....
I was trying to work out what this noise was right up until the end of the branch fell up my nose.
Should have bought my tarp and my first aid kit.
Still....
Not sure how you stick a plaster to the inside of a nostril anyhow. Glad the branch wasnt any bigger though.
Would have preffered it if it had waited until we had gone before it decided to fall though.
There was this sudden clunk with an "OOOF".
Seems his knots wernt quite right.
He spent some time screaching at me because I couldnt stop laughing - even with my bleeding nose.
He spent some time carefully testing it when he finally calmed down amd put it back up.
I rolled over and took this pic, then mine fell down too.
His turn to get the giggles.
Horrible sod.
Seems his knots wernt quite right.
He spent some time screaching at me because I couldnt stop laughing - even with my bleeding nose.
He spent some time carefully testing it when he finally calmed down amd put it back up.
I rolled over and took this pic, then mine fell down too.
His turn to get the giggles.
Horrible sod.
It became obvious the farmer wasnt going to go.
No chance of a brew.
Wasnt that peaceful with him beating in fence posts with his tractor either.
Saw some of these and wondered if they are the growths that are good for firelighting. They are on a silver birch.
No chance of a brew.
Wasnt that peaceful with him beating in fence posts with his tractor either.
Saw some of these and wondered if they are the growths that are good for firelighting. They are on a silver birch.
He saw some hole and wanted to explore.
Grr.
I fell out of my hammock again.
There was this hole in the ground. No pile of soil, just a foot round hole through the woodland floor.
I walked up and peered down it.
It didnt occur to me that it was subsidance.
Well...
Not until the piece I was standing on collapsed and I ended up down the hole.
It was about 8 ft deep. The bottom was running with water, so probably some small underground spring.
The sides were black oily mud, with no big roots.
Spent a bit splashing and sliding around in there.
My kid was blocking out the light with his head asking are you ok?
I hate holes, I hate mud and I hate feeling trapped.
I had tatty trainers on with no grip, no shovel, no ropes, nothing.
I yelled for him to go ask the farmer for a hand and to leave the hammocks next to the hole so he could find it again.
The farmer had had enough irritating us and had just driven away.
My kid was just starting to sound panicky.
I was trying not to screach.
Grr.
I fell out of my hammock again.
There was this hole in the ground. No pile of soil, just a foot round hole through the woodland floor.
I walked up and peered down it.
It didnt occur to me that it was subsidance.
Well...
Not until the piece I was standing on collapsed and I ended up down the hole.
It was about 8 ft deep. The bottom was running with water, so probably some small underground spring.
The sides were black oily mud, with no big roots.
Spent a bit splashing and sliding around in there.
My kid was blocking out the light with his head asking are you ok?
I hate holes, I hate mud and I hate feeling trapped.
I had tatty trainers on with no grip, no shovel, no ropes, nothing.
I yelled for him to go ask the farmer for a hand and to leave the hammocks next to the hole so he could find it again.
The farmer had had enough irritating us and had just driven away.
My kid was just starting to sound panicky.
I was trying not to screach.
brill ! welcome back No Idea,.......missed your input mate. 
your hole story reminds me of an old song, anyone else know it ?
" there i was digging this hole, hole in the ground so deep and very round " ( Tommy Steele maybe ? )
Robbi
your hole story reminds me of an old song, anyone else know it ?
" there i was digging this hole, hole in the ground so deep and very round " ( Tommy Steele maybe ? )
Robbi
Bernard Cribbins I believe.
[video=youtube;ZGk4AKOwJbc]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGk4AKOwJbc[/video]
[video=youtube;ZGk4AKOwJbc]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ZGk4AKOwJbc[/video]
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Since you managed to get on the PC to write this I assume you did manage to get out again???
Great Comeback
Missed you're stories!
Cheers
Ness
Great Comeback
Missed you're stories!
Cheers
Ness
Hi V Ness a
I started here with a few thousand pics of different trips and projects from the last year or so.
Ive now used nearly all of them.
Im now writing about events in real time, so I cant write at anything like the same rate.
Ive actually got to wait for something to happen first.
Then I managed to get ill.
Stopped me moving about.
Irritating.
Still.....
I still managed to fall down this hole.....
I started here with a few thousand pics of different trips and projects from the last year or so.
Ive now used nearly all of them.
Im now writing about events in real time, so I cant write at anything like the same rate.
Ive actually got to wait for something to happen first.
Then I managed to get ill.
Stopped me moving about.
Irritating.
Still.....
I still managed to fall down this hole.....
I sort of started to try to kick steps into the mud. This was easy, but they wouldnt take my weight.
I also started ending up with mud under me where I was knocking down the sides.
Suddenly occurred to me that if I knocked down the sides, I could end up buried.
Decided to stop.
Stood there for a while and thought.
Would have sat, but there wasnt enough space.
And it was wet.
I also started ending up with mud under me where I was knocking down the sides.
Suddenly occurred to me that if I knocked down the sides, I could end up buried.
Decided to stop.
Stood there for a while and thought.
Would have sat, but there wasnt enough space.
And it was wet.
Brainwave!
The hammocks!
There was a 3 inch thick sapling about 5 ft back from the hole that I managed to walk into on the way down.
I got my kid to unroll my hammock and tie one end to the sapling.
He dropped the rest down to me.
Funny.
There was me desperate to get out of the hole and I was still trying hard not to let my hammock get wet.
I gave it a pull and his knot came undone.
Now I was stuck down the hole with my hammock.
The hammocks!
There was a 3 inch thick sapling about 5 ft back from the hole that I managed to walk into on the way down.
I got my kid to unroll my hammock and tie one end to the sapling.
He dropped the rest down to me.
Funny.
There was me desperate to get out of the hole and I was still trying hard not to let my hammock get wet.
I gave it a pull and his knot came undone.
Now I was stuck down the hole with my hammock.
I got him to carefully throw down ONE end of his hammock.
Had to be careful or I would have ended up with the whole thing, or him falling in on top of me.
Tied the end of his hammock to the end of mine and got him to pull it out and wrap it around the tree, so I had both ends.
Didnt take me long to knot loops into the hammock ropes and use them to climb out.
Had to be careful or I would have ended up with the whole thing, or him falling in on top of me.
Tied the end of his hammock to the end of mine and got him to pull it out and wrap it around the tree, so I had both ends.
Didnt take me long to knot loops into the hammock ropes and use them to climb out.
Was very happy to be out of there.
I suffer from claustrophobia. Badly.
I think Im going to remember to take my bag with me for a while now.
Got some strange looks as we arrived at my oldests school to collect him with me leaving wet foot prints with my sodden trainers and trousers.
Had to be the day the teacher decided she wanted to talk to me.
She was trying very hard not to stare at the bits of mud that were caked down my arms.
She managed not to ask.
The staff at burger king have seen us stagger in there in all sorts of states.
They didnt even bat an eye.
I suffer from claustrophobia. Badly.
I think Im going to remember to take my bag with me for a while now.
Got some strange looks as we arrived at my oldests school to collect him with me leaving wet foot prints with my sodden trainers and trousers.
Had to be the day the teacher decided she wanted to talk to me.
She was trying very hard not to stare at the bits of mud that were caked down my arms.
She managed not to ask.
The staff at burger king have seen us stagger in there in all sorts of states.
They didnt even bat an eye.
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