Raw Notes From The Field - The Beach
many years ago i made an agreement with my wonderful wife. she was a socal beach girl and i lived in scottsdale which is aka the blast furnace in june, july and august. the deal was that if she would move to scottsdale i would make sure that we would always spend some summer vacation time on the beach. 22 summers and three chitlins later, i have again kept my promise. because that is the kind of guy i am.
so i am sitting on the beach in 'nado, when coop let's me, relaxing and catching up on some reading. specifically, the new version of the big hardbound cabelas catalog. the most interesting thing i found was that cabelas has decided, once again, to leave the mto50 quiet pack jacket as is and unchanged. same old design. no pit zips, a hanging mesh liner, low main pockets and a basic hood yet they have the audacity to call it technical rainwear. want to see real technical rainwear? turn to the sitka gear pages and compare. don't get me wrong, i was a big fan and long time user of the mto50 quiet pack set but the competition has caught up and passed it. the only real thing that the mto50 has going for it now is that it is quiet.
people are stupid. i am continually amazed at how completely stupid people are or as scham describes it from the right seat of a brt, utter buffoonary. while momma and the kids work on their tans, bills have to be paid, do you have any idea how much braces cost, and the meter is running so I have to work. that means travel. i am a big southwest airlines fan and i like to sit on the wing near the exits. please, spare me the statistics, that is where i like to sit. swa flys a couple flavors of boeing 737 and one of them requires that the people sitting in those wing exit rows be able to open and toss a hatch that weighs 50 lbs in the event of an emergency. it never fails, every other flight somebody with a baby or a really old person will try to sit in one of those seats. this time it was the later. a 70 year old, i know because she told us all, 90 pound woman wearing a brightly colored hawaiian moo moo and the worst bright orange hair dye job in history. she could barely get down the aisle let alone buck a 50 pound door. the flight attendant immediately recognizing that this was a problem and tried to move the woman to another seat. incidently, the flight was only about 75% full.
to make a long story short, she was having none of it. that was where she wanted to sit and she was incensed that anyone would even suggest that she wasn't capable of performing. the captain had to stop his pre-flight to come back and threaten the woman that if she didn't move he would have her removed from the plane. amazing. she thought she was being abused to which i call bs. the swa crew could not have been more respectful or courteous but they were going to do their job one way or the other. it never dawned on this person that under the right circumstances she could have caused the deaths of many people by obstructing an exit. come on folks. get with the program.
and don't even get me started on the lack of beach etiquette or just good old common sense. nuff said. i'm out for now.
so i am sitting on the beach in 'nado, when coop let's me, relaxing and catching up on some reading. specifically, the new version of the big hardbound cabelas catalog. the most interesting thing i found was that cabelas has decided, once again, to leave the mto50 quiet pack jacket as is and unchanged. same old design. no pit zips, a hanging mesh liner, low main pockets and a basic hood yet they have the audacity to call it technical rainwear. want to see real technical rainwear? turn to the sitka gear pages and compare. don't get me wrong, i was a big fan and long time user of the mto50 quiet pack set but the competition has caught up and passed it. the only real thing that the mto50 has going for it now is that it is quiet.
people are stupid. i am continually amazed at how completely stupid people are or as scham describes it from the right seat of a brt, utter buffoonary. while momma and the kids work on their tans, bills have to be paid, do you have any idea how much braces cost, and the meter is running so I have to work. that means travel. i am a big southwest airlines fan and i like to sit on the wing near the exits. please, spare me the statistics, that is where i like to sit. swa flys a couple flavors of boeing 737 and one of them requires that the people sitting in those wing exit rows be able to open and toss a hatch that weighs 50 lbs in the event of an emergency. it never fails, every other flight somebody with a baby or a really old person will try to sit in one of those seats. this time it was the later. a 70 year old, i know because she told us all, 90 pound woman wearing a brightly colored hawaiian moo moo and the worst bright orange hair dye job in history. she could barely get down the aisle let alone buck a 50 pound door. the flight attendant immediately recognizing that this was a problem and tried to move the woman to another seat. incidently, the flight was only about 75% full.
to make a long story short, she was having none of it. that was where she wanted to sit and she was incensed that anyone would even suggest that she wasn't capable of performing. the captain had to stop his pre-flight to come back and threaten the woman that if she didn't move he would have her removed from the plane. amazing. she thought she was being abused to which i call bs. the swa crew could not have been more respectful or courteous but they were going to do their job one way or the other. it never dawned on this person that under the right circumstances she could have caused the deaths of many people by obstructing an exit. come on folks. get with the program.
and don't even get me started on the lack of beach etiquette or just good old common sense. nuff said. i'm out for now.
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