Good Morning.It’s 35 outside, and raining. It was 37 an hour ago. It’s supposed to continue to drop and change to snow, ending up in the low teens by tomorrow morning. Actually it’s snowing now.
Yesterday got all the air plumbing done, PEX-A with expanded connections rather than crimp rings worked great, no leaks (in the PEX). Had a couple of threaded joints slowly blowing bubbles including some on the new compressor. I left it all pressurized with the compressor off, it will be interesting to see what the pressure drop overnight is.
The brass fittings for a shower arm work great for air outlets.
Made it down to friends shop to take care of welding repair to his beam, and had lunch with him and his employees. Got back in time to make all the fixes from the latest round of “findings”. I’m hopeful that this will be the last round (for these documents). Spent some time cleaning up and putting tools away, but still looking for where I put the SnapOn 9/16 combination wrench. Even looked in the trash cans, but so far it’s still MIA.
Moved bags of grain into the barn and filled bins before dinner.
Today will likely start off with my postponed breakfast date, then back to the shop. No real plans or scheduled chores, but I’m sure that the day will fill up.
Train Rides and Cruises have always intrigued me, but I don’t think that I could I could just sit and watch the world go by. Perhaps an engine room tour of the ship could do it for a little while. It’s funny that I have spent my life facilitating other peoples travel, but have no desire of my own to go anywhere, but next door to my shop.
I have done a lot of travel, but only as an accidental tourist. I wonder if I would feel different if I had been in a stationary career.
In 1987, I made the mistake of selling my Honda Goldwing, but then decided I did still want a motorcycle, so I bought a BMW R80RT. There came a day when my wife had to work, but I had vacation time accumulated that I had to either take it or lose it, so I rode that BMW from Dallas to Colorado Springs, CO. one day and spent a couple of nights with our former next door neighbors, whose job had transferred them to Colorado. When I started back home, I decided to take a little side trip up Pikes Peak; stopped halfway up to put on a jacket and my gloves. I got to the parking lot at the top just as a young couple was getting off their motorcycle, so we walked in together, had a cup of coffee, then went our separate ways, sight seeing. I got back to the parking lot and was putting on my gloves when that young couple came back out. She said, "I'll bet you'd want $50 for those gloves." I said, "At least." She didn't have any gloves, said they thought they could buy some in the gift shop up there, but they didn't have any.
