The Mark(ings) of Zorro
"As democracy is perfected, the office of president represents, more and more closely, the inner soul of the people. On some great and glorious day the plain folks of the land will reach their heart's desire at last and the White House will be adorned by a downright moron."
H.L. Mencken
 
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And finally, here are a few books I might recommend for your edification and amazement.


 
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Friday, August 08, 2003

by El Zorro Viejo (aka; Jim)

I'm a Lumberjack and I'm OK...(with apologies to Monty Python...)
 
Yep, back from the North Woods (or what passes for North woods in this part of the world) and feeling recharged. I got to spend four days mostly cut off from the outside world. I got to play with sharp tools and things run by small motors. I repaired things which needed repairing and sat on the porch eating peanuts and drinking vodka. All in all, a most satisfying four days.
 
Once again, as in recent years, I rented a boat over on Lake Pleasant and brought it over to our lake via "the cut". "The cut" is a little waterway that connects the two lakes. Lake Sacandaga is the higher (in elevation) of the two, so the flow is into Lake Pleasant. In years past, getting from one lake to the other has been somewhat arduous because water levels were low and that meant a lot of rowing. This year, however, the water levels were relatively high so I only had to row about 150 yards, and, again because of the high water levels, the current between the two lakes was not all that strong--or maybe it was that the stream was actually wider and was just moving more water but through a wider pipe, so to speak. Anyhow, the trip from the marina to where I actually park the car was about as easy as it has been...ever. However, when we got to the camp and put the docks out, one of them proved to have had a case of rot which meant we had to build a new one.
 
Now, building a dock in this setting is not as awesome a task as it might be elsewhere. At the camp, the docks basically stretch between a couple big rocks in the lake and the shore. The docks themselves are made by selecting two straight saplings, cutting them to size and then nailing/screwing decking across them. The dock which was rotted was the one we call the Canoe Dock; it's about 14/15 feet long and is two feet wide at the shore and one foot wide out where it rests on the rock. It took us two tries to get the notching on the support saplings right. It is more stable and a little longer/heavier than the one it replaces. All in all, I'm relatively proud of it.
 
Well, time to go take a quick swim before getting ready to go to work. I need another vacation already. I wonder if B&N would give me 10 months off with pay every year? (*snicker*) OK, more tales from the north woods when I get home tonight.


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