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Post by ReformedLiberal on Jun 15, 2005 21:20:36 GMT -8
Looked like Cuyamaca Rancho (pre-fire) or Pine Valley to me. Not far off though. I lived in Guatay for about 5 years. Great climate. About the same elevation, too. Not far off at all. It's part of the Cleveland Nat'l Forest, like Cuyamaca, but no pine trees. South of the 8, from the Buckman Springs turnoff. |
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Post by 101ABN on Jun 15, 2005 21:28:58 GMT -8
Looked like Cuyamaca Rancho (pre-fire) or Pine Valley to me. Not far off though. I lived in Guatay for about 5 years. Great climate. About the same elevation, too. Not far off at all. It's part of the Cleveland Nat'l Forest, like Cuyamaca, but no pine trees. South of the 8, from the Buckman Springs turnoff. Know it well...Used to pass by it on the way to Tecate to by Pharmaceuticals. Great real malts in Campo, too, BTW. |
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Post by Husky23 on Jun 16, 2005 17:38:29 GMT -8
Yo FF!!! Soooooooo……wad up dude? Com’n, wadda decide? OK, picture time (I recently ran across these…my kids forced me to sit down and review their life in pics) – ya gotta do what ya gotta do. Anyway, found a pic of my first bike: Kawasaki’s infamous 1972, H2 750 Mach IV Two stroke inline triple – Approx 71 HP and max speed around 125 MPH, then the front wheel would start bouncing off the ground. I told you a little about it earlier and how unprepared and ignorant I was. Fucking frame and suspension were plain evil. But the rig was balls in a straight line. Note the case saver I added and the friction pad on the banana seat (ya, it would slide your ass to the rear fender if not prepared).  OK, enough of that shit. |
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Post by ReformedLiberal on Jun 16, 2005 20:54:08 GMT -8
I remember that first bike. It was legendary to mythical proportions. One of my customers on my paper route had one and all the guys held it in awe.
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Post by tits on Jun 22, 2005 16:07:36 GMT -8
Son just left North Island and after a four week combat AC school is now in LaMoore NAS just outside of Fresno. Never been there, what is it like? I was stationed at the old Alameda NAS way-back-when and then spent 8 years doing my USNR duty as 32nd Street in Diego from 1988-1996. However, give me the flat lands, the Cal-Poli (tics) is too far to the Left for me.  Husky, I was involved with the grenade incident in Tierra Santa back in the early 1990s. Were you there then? It was one of my first toxicologist investigations with the USAEHA. The DOD had released this large partial of land that had been a USN Arsenal. The developers rushed to develop it and a proper ordnance clearance had not been conducted. A group of 5 or so boys were camping in the canon and comparing the old ordnance they had found. One of the boys had discovered a rust MK2 frag and thought that it would be a hoot to toss it into the fire. One killed, all wounded, two maimed. Do you remember? 101, during my engineer days, I worked a lot in the Torrence Oil Fields and would spend many a Friday or Saturday down at the Comedy Store. |
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Post by FightingFalcon on Jun 22, 2005 17:44:37 GMT -8
Yo FF!!! Soooooooo……wad up dude? Com’n, wadda decide? Bah - god damn RENJ is not getting back to me. I keep calling and e-mailing them to see if they got my application but I can't get a god damned human on the phone!! I'm trying to take rider courses for early July but it's gettin kinda late. I'm gonna try calling them tomorrow and seeing if they got my application. I've mailed and faxed my application (twice now) and they keep saying they don't have it. I'm gonna have to go down to the damn place myself and PERSONALLY hand them my application.  |
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Post by Husky23 on Aug 19, 2005 22:12:46 GMT -8
No Tittus, no recollection. And geese, sorry about the response. In the Early 90’s I was in the ROK – doing Special Ops poop. But not that I doubt it occurred, hell, there are unexploded ordinance problems all over. I’ve even landed in a few places they say are “cleared”. Then said “Oh Damn!” as I see the tiny little international postings of a mine field. But, ya never really know.
When I was in Bosnia, I recovered a soldier from hoist out of a “cleared” mine field. He lost his legs and we were worried about setting off uncleared acoustic mines as I lowered the medic to recover the man. You never know, so we are dropping our medic in from 75 plus feet to reduce the rotor-wash effect on the ground.
Hoisting can be very difficult, especially at night, in poor weather – oscillations and drift of the aircraft can cause very unsafe swinging of the hoisted person. Then worse the weather, winds, visibility, the lower one desires to go for safety. Well damn, a modern mine field (already proven not fully cleared).
Here’s the basic drill:
Me: Medic?
Medic: Yes Sir?
Me: We got a vis on injured. I am not landing. This is a hoist mission, so get set. We got steady winds outta the SW with light snow, we got good visual references at this altitude with an in and out high moon, we also got unknown exploded ordinance below. I’m thinking we are gunna drop you in 75-100 feet to reduce the acoustic resonance on the ground. Dig?
Medic: Yes sir.
Me: You understand why the hoist and why the higher altitude?
Medic: Yes sir, I don’t want you guys to be blown up either.
Me: Good man, let me know when you’re ready. Hoist squib is active.
I won’t compromise my aircraft or the crew for one crewmember or downed troop. To the basics, ya know? Marginalize all risks possible for everyone’s sake. Soldiers understand. But, we are all expendable….at some point.
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