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So, there you go......

Today's History Lesson.....

(your'e welcome!) 

 

The signs were there....

Splashdown!

As I intimated here the Whaler has been having "issues" this year. My 1986 vintage 17 foot Montauk has always been a workhorse in the summer.  Mrs. Rumbear uses it to drag kids around Glorietta Bay on all kinds of towed water devices. Yah wanna learn to ski?  Check.  Kneeboard? Check. Toobing? Check.  I generally tag along on one of the jet skis.  When she is not hauling Princess Rumbear and friends SNO and SNT are out with their friends practicing "safe" boating...so I am told.

However.....

This year the fuel system started acting up. So I contacted the local wrench and had him go through the carbs. Cleaned them he did. I got the boat back and ran it around the Bay with nary an issue. Then I let the boat sit for two months because of other commitments.  When I subsequently fired it up one sunny day the engine ran like crap. I dawned on me afterwards that I had last years fuel in the beast.  Whatever "cleaning" had been performed was prolly all bollixed up. Clearly the three carbs needed more attention. No way was I shelling out more $$$ for my idiocy

3 synchronized carbs. Now I have rebuilt carburetors in my day. It's always a good thing to finish one up and have just a few left over parts. However, three rebuilds in a row struck fear into my Joe Frickin Mechinecky heart.  So, I procrastinated.

Just before the 4th of July the Rumbear Youth started making noises aboot using the water toys. So I set about with Sea Foam and other additives to clean the gunk out without any disassemble. I removed the gas tank and emptied the contents. The fluid was the color of a dark rum & coke. This was not just bad gas, I do believe it was starting to ferment. New fuel lines, filters and voila! It ran....kind of.  Good enough to get us through the 4th I surmised.  I then went through the jet skis.  All water toys were running and all was right with the world.

Yes, it was.

Of course, that did not last.  Whaler did not last a day. New problem arose with the limiter kicking in and not being allowed to run above 1500 RPM.  It's called limp mode....as in limp your salt encrusted butt home at 7 knots. Did I mention the engine ran ruff too?  Hard to clear of fuel issues when you are traveling at 7 knots. At one point the cowling was removed and the top cylinder was red hot. There's a clue. Many were the sad faces on the Rumbear Youth and friends. Jet skis are fine but....what about our friends? No safe boating for them....

I pulled the water toys and brought them home to Rumbear Manor.  I knew what was needed wit the fuel issue, however the limp mode added a new layer to my troubles. Nevertheless, I sallied forth and ....procrastinated.

July has been cloudy here in Sandy Eggo and there was not much call for "dad can we use the boat?!'  Then the weather took a turn for the worse...yes, the sun came out. My procrastination days were numbered.  The pull of safe boating was strong.

It was time. research online, review some manuals and dive in. All tips pointed to a fuel delivery issue. Carb delivering fuel to the top cylinder was suspect. However, it is hard to diagnosis fuel issues when you cannot run up much past idle.  It took me a while, but I realized I had two problems. Fuel delivery yes, and....cooling.

Fuel deliver was the carbs.  I sucked it up and did the deed. Now I had to tune them.  Back to problem two.

So this week I dropped the lower unit from the beast. Two sheared bolts, a can of PB Blaster, blow torch, easy outs, several skinned knuckles, learned several new swear words and bingo....water pump shot. Then, as I was taking that out...I sheared a bolt inside the lower unit. Great... some fine work with a hand drill and the mechanic Gods blessed me.  Back together and water flowing like it should.  No limp mode and we have full RPM's.

Carbs got tuned this morning and it was time to splash the boat.  We ran down to Glorietta Bay (Coronado) and did the grand tour.  I tweaked the carbs en route and all is good. (Knock on wood). Teh good ship Rumbear is in a slip and ready for teh summer...or what's left of it.

Oh, I have to buy a new battery....of course.

The Rumbear Youth is smiling and looking forward to safe boating.....

I wonder if their interpretation of that word is similar to mine?

 Rainy Day Fun!

Well, just as much fun as the original version.....

Edumacation....

Where it all began...

Just so we are clear....

Wisdom.....

Republicans......

Recounts.....

Dumbasses.......

Hat Tip to Earl

Understanding 
Donaldus Maximus...


Trump’s 'lack of decorum, dignity, and statesmanship' By Evan Sayet in his article "He Fights

My Leftist friends (as well as many ardent #NeverTrumpers) constantly ask me if I’m not bothered by Donald Trump’s lack of decorum. They ask if I don’t think his tweets are “beneath the dignity of the office.”

Here’s my answer: We Right-thinking people have tried dignity. There could not have been a man of more quiet dignity than George W. Bush as he suffered the outrageous lies and politically motivated hatreds that undermined his presidency.

We tried statesmanship. Could there be another human being on this earth who so desperately prized “collegiality” as John McCain?

We tried propriety – has there been a nicer human being ever than Mitt Romney?

And the results were always the same. This is because, while we were playing by the rules of dignity, collegiality and propriety, the Left has been, for the past 60 years, engaged in a knife fight where the only rules are those of Saul Alinsky and the Chicago mob.

I don’t find anything “dignified,” “collegial” or “proper” about Barack Obama’s lying about what went down on the streets of Ferguson in order to ramp up racial hatreds because racial hatreds serve the Democratic Party.

I don’t see anything “dignified” in lying about the deaths of four Americans in Benghazi and imprisoning an innocent filmmaker to cover your tracks.

I don’t see anything “statesman-like” in weaponizing the IRS to be used to destroy your political opponents and any dissent.

Yes, Obama was “articulate” and “polished” but in no way was he in the least bit “dignified,” “collegial” or “proper.”

The Left has been engaged in a war against America since the rise of the Children of the ‘60's. To them, it has been an all-out war where nothing is held sacred and nothing is seen as beyond the pale.. It has been a war they’ve fought with violence, the threat of violence, demagoguery and lies from day one – the violent take-over of the universities – till today.

The problem is that, through these years, the Left has been the only side fighting this war. While the Left has been taking a knife to anyone who stands in their way, the Right has continued to act with dignity, collegiality and propriety.

With Donald Trump, this all has come to an end. Donald Trump is America ’s first wartime president in the Culture War.

During wartime, things like “dignity” and “collegiality” simply aren’t the most essential qualities one looks for in their warriors. Ulysses Grant was a drunk whose behavior in peacetime might well have seen him drummed out of the Army for conduct unbecoming.
Had Abraham Lincoln applied the peacetime rules of propriety and booted Grant, the Democrats might well still be holding their slaves today.

Lincoln rightly recognized that, “I cannot spare this man. He fights.”

General George Patton was a vulgar-talking.. In peacetime, this might have seen him stripped of rank. But, had Franklin Roosevelt applied the normal rules of decorum then, Hitler and the Socialists would barely be five decades into their thousand-year Reich.
Trump is fighting. And what’s particularly delicious is that, like Patton standing over the battlefield as his tanks obliterated Rommel’s, he’s shouting, “You magnificent bastards, I read your book!”

That is just the icing on the cake, but it’s wonderful to see that not only is Trump fighting, he’s defeating the Left using their own tactics. That book is Saul Alinsky’s Rules for Radicals – a book so essential to the Liberals’ war against America that it is and was the playbook for the entire Obama administration and the subject of Hillary Clinton’s senior thesis.

It is a book of such pure evil, that, just as the rest of us would dedicate our book to those we most love or those to whom we are most indebted, Alinsky dedicated his book to Lucifer.

Trump’s tweets may seem rash and unconsidered but, in reality, he is doing exactly what Alinsky suggested his followers do. First, instead of going after “the fake media” — and they are so fake that they have literally gotten every single significant story of the past 60 years not just wrong, but diametrically opposed to the truth, from the Tet Offensive to Benghazi, to what really happened on the streets of Ferguson, Missouri — Trump isolated CNN.. He made it personal.

Then, just as Alinsky suggests, he employs ridicule which Alinsky described as “the most powerful weapon of all.”... Most importantly, Trump’s tweets have put CNN in an untenable and unwinnable position. ... They need to respond.

This leaves them with only two choices. They can either “go high” (as Hillary would disingenuously declare of herself and the fake news would disingenuously report as the truth) and begin to honestly and accurately report the news or they can double-down on their usual tactics and hope to defeat Trump with twice their usual hysteria and demagoguery. The problem for CNN (et al.) with the former is that, if they were to start honestly reporting the news, that would be the end of the Democratic Party they serve. It is nothing but the incessant use of fake news (read: propaganda) that keeps the Left alive.

Imagine, for example, if CNN had honestly and accurately reported then-candidate Barack Obama’s close ties to foreign terrorists (Rashid Khalidi), domestic terrorists (William Ayers & Bernardine Dohrn), the mafia (Tony Rezko) or the true evils of his spiritual mentor, Jeremiah Wright’s church.

Imagine if they had honestly and accurately conveyed the evils of the Obama administration’s weaponizing of the IRS to be used against their political opponents or his running of guns to the Mexican cartels or the truth about the murder of Ambassador Christopher Stevens and the Obama administration’s cover-up.

So, to my friends on the Left — and the #NeverTrumpers as well — do I wish we lived in a time when our president could be “collegial” and “dignified” and “proper”? Of course I do.

These aren’t those times. This is war. And it’s a war that the Left has been fighting without opposition for the past 50 years.
So, say anything you want about this president - I get it - he can be vulgar, he can be crude, he can be undignified at times. I don’t care. I can’t spare this man. He fights for America!

Please pass this on..over and over, and again and again...

Half Dome.

1981.....

Just So We Are Clear.....



MAGA!!!!!!

Maybe....

2018 


A little older....

...but still here.

Be Back Soon....

Well,

...they say that you are what you eat.

Irony......

Fly Fishing

Chasing trout with dry flies and Tenkara rods in the Eastern Sierras in February.

Good Times!

 


Making Christmas Great Again! 

The Little Angel ..... on the Top of the Christmas Tree! 
 
TRADITIONS.......We here at the Chronicles embrace the Holidaze. Thus, each year a Christmas, (Yes, Christmas) a story is in order. Here's one of the Rumbear's favorites. Gather round kiddies.....

One particular Christmas season a long time ago, Santa was getting ready for his annual trip but there were problems everywhere. Four of his elves got sick, and the trainee elves did not produce the toys as fast as the regular ones so Santa was beginning to feel the pressure of being behind schedule. Then Mrs. Claus told Santa that her Mom was coming to visit; this stressed Santa even more.

When he went to harness the reindeer, he found that three of them were about to give birth and two had jumped the fence and were out at heaven knows where. More stress.

Then when he began to load the sleigh one of the boards cracked and the toy bag fell to the ground and scattered the toys. So, frustrated, Santa went into the house for a cup of coffee and a shot of whiskey. When he went to the cupboard, he discovered that the elves had hid the liquor and there was nothing to drink.

In his frustration, he accidentally dropped the coffeepot and it broke into hundreds of little pieces all over the kitchen floor. He went to get the broom and found that mice had eaten the straw it was made of. Just then the doorbell rang and Santa cussed on his way to the door. He opened the door and there was a little angel with a great big Christmas tree.

The angel said, very cheerfully, "Merry Christmas Santa. Isn't it just a lovely day? I have a beautiful tree for you. Isn't it just a lovely tree? Where would you like me to stick it?

Thus began the tradition of the little angel on top of the tree.

Remember......

and it all becomes clear......

Checking In.....

Rainy day in Northern California. Sitting here in the River House watching the drops fall. Time for some Coffee and a trip around the blogosphere. I see the Sarge is bringing clarity to purpose over at Chant du Depart. My up country neighbor Daily Timewaster is doing well. Always good to swing by and see what's up over at Brigid's place. Captain Capitalism is out exploring the terra once again. My friend ORPO aka, the Facebook Felon is alive and posting. One must not offend the great and powerful Shmuckerberg of the Kingdom of PaloAlto.

Time for more caffeine.....

Mach Whatever.... 

Liberal Snowflakes....

I Know This Guy......

Uh, ........

 

 

What Do You Eat For Breakfast? 


I'm a steak and eggs guy myself...........

 PSA*



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(I know, I know....yur welcome....)

Bear Hunting... 

Maybe not what you expected.

Nuf Said......

Nice Beaver..... 

Lazy Day...

Well deserved down time today.  Spent 2015 splitting time between Rumbear Manor and the new place "Up North" aka The River House. Career demands have the olde Rumbear living in one place and working in a tuther. Opportunity came knocking in 2015. I stood up and said yes.

So today I am catching up on my reading and visiting sites I used to read religiously. 

I see the OldAFSarge is still going strong. He has his hands full keeping Juvat in line. Captain Capitalism is still enjoying the decline. Stopped by Proof's place for a few insightful chuckles. I think we are almost neighbors with my new improved northern foot print. Always good to check in on the Lumberjack.

Checked in on Brigid for some cooking and armament tips. I see she is now a Glock fan. The Old Retired Petty Officer is looking good with is Bubba Gump beer glass. Half full or half empty?

The Daily Timewaster and It Ain't Holy Water remain Rumbear Approved. What can I say aboot Woodsterman?  Apparently I drive by his place in my travels.

Enough for this morning. Time for a little football and maybe an egg nog..



 

HNY!!

.....and there ya have it! 2015 is in the books and a new slate called 2016 has been prepped.  Are you ready?!

 

So,

Now that we are all caught up. What have youse been up too??

Piper...

The fact that the new puppy's name is Piper has absolutely nothing to do with this toy.  Nothing, I swear....

Honest.

I'm a lawyer...

Wait, never mind.



 

Got a New Puppy....

 

Landed On A Glacier...


Ruth Amphitheater....Alaska

Flew Some Planes With SNO....

Started Jogging.....



I said started.



 

Did a little hunting....

Yeah Bitches, I'm Still Here....

LOOK!  



A Clock!

 

Overheard...

I wish we could create energy from stupid people….we have so many of them.

Commie Pope....

Pope whoever has left the walled city with gates and armed guard to mingle with the hoi poloi here in AMERICA.  In my best Southern drawl.....Bless his heart...

He has been a useful tool to Bronco Bama and his Socialist friends on the left.  He seems to forget he leads a Church. My goodness, the Libtards are all Ferklempt!

Here is the best synopsis of the Commie meanderings...

Watermelon Pope: Green on the Outside, Red Within.....

The pope's environmental positions, which the New York Times has euphemistically described as “liberal,” are in total accord with those of President Obama, who has repeatedly emphasized his commitment to pursuing “green energy” while waging a relentless assault on the oil and coal industries. The partnership between Francis and Obama is a parody of what was once the relationship between Ronald Reagan and Pope John Paul II.  While Reagan and JPII collaborated in putting communist totalitarianism on the ash heap of history, Francis has joined Obama in rendering unto Caesar by attacking capitalism and the development that is the last best hope of the poor.
Obama’s guru has been Saul Alinisky, the famed community organizer who laid out a blueprint for gradually transforming America into a socialist paradise. Who has been Pope Francis’ guru in his environmental activism?  Clearly the Pope and the Vatican nomenklatura had a predetermined conclusion in mind when they began their inquiry into the environment, because they picked Naomi Klein for a major role. This past summer, Klein was asked not only to speak at a Vatican press conference on the pope's climate-change encyclical, but also to co-chair a Vatican conference on climate change alongside Cardinal Peter Turkson. 
Klein has no formal training in the field of climatology. In fact, she never even finished college. Her major qualification is that she is a die-hard socialist who, like Pope Francis, views capitalism as the scourge of both the human soul and the natural environment.

Just another Commie Bastard spreading the gospel of Marx, Lenin, Stalin, Che, and Castro.


and you thought I retired......