Saturday, April 30, 2011

NRA Day 2...

The dogs are barkin...

Damn, there is a LOT of area to cover! A number of interesting conversations, some OUTSTANDING displays, and much much drool worthy stuff was seen...

Conversations with, among others, MAJ John Plaster, Patrick Flanigan (extreme shotgun shooter), "Dutch" Van Kirk (the Enola Gay's Navigator), George Cohen (Top Secret's Flight Engineer), Les Baer, the "Gunny", Frank Brownell and Steve Hornady.

Heading off to the gun blogger bash, more later...

Friday, April 29, 2011

NRA Convention Pittsburgh...


Made it to Pittsburgh in a bit over 3 hours, took an HOUR to go the last 8 miles... Pittsburgh was NOT expecting the amount of folks that showed up, traffic was snarled beyond belief!!!

Oh yeah, and my 8 miles in an hour was trumped by another gent who spent an hour going 1.2 not twelve, but 1.2 miles to get to the parking lot!!!

The NRA had a well set up procedure for getting folks in the show, the media passes were there, and I didn't even get in the door before I started running into bloggers :-)

Jay G was the first one I saw, closely followed by Say Uncle, Dennis from Dragon Leatherworks, ZerCool, William the Coroner, Newbius, Breda, Alan from Snarkybytes, Frank from Corn, Beans, Spent Brass, JB Miller, NJT, Weerd, Bubblehead Les, Heath and Amanda, Falnfenix, Caleb, MBtGE, Newbius, Cybrus (and Mrs. Cybrus) and at least 6 others that I sadly can't remember... My apologies to you all. (they are all on the sidebar)

The first low pass was to VZ to find some grips for Jay (to match is new holster). Now I've heard of accessorizing, but it's 'normally' women that do that...

And then the distractions started...

The obligatory pic of Jay with BIG pistols :-) .45-70s to be exact...

And Dennis is calculating how much leather THOSE would take...


As you can see, there was quite a crowd there; every aisle was at least this busy!
Needless to say, we got separated in about a half a heartbeat...

And I ran across this 'thing' at the Mossburg display. Looks more like a chainsaw than a shotgun, but what can I say, I 'guess' it is truly one of those if we make it, SOMEBODY will buy it...



And wondering around with Say Uncle, Alan and Breda we ran across this display :-)

It's a bra holster... Breda turned about the color of the bra, but it IS an interesting concept, the pistol fits on the bottom of the bra and is 'concealed' by the breasts so size DOES matter... Just sayin...


And the ONLY quiet place in the whole convention center... Only because it was blocked off!

I wandered quite a few aisles, saw some interesting weapons, some REALLY nice weapons, and some 'accessories' that I have NO idea what the hell they were even for...

As I said, the place was packed, young, old, males, females, families with children, and I noticed quite a few ladies in the crowd who were obviously shopping for themselves, not for anyone else.

The NRA folks I saw circulating were very polite, well informed, and more than willing to answer questions, point one in the right direction or any thing else they could do to help.

There are a number of notable shooters manning the booths of the various manufacturers, and willing to talk to the folks that came by and asked questions (more power to them, I'm SURE they have been asked the same questions time and time again)..

Frank and I decided not to go with the 'kids' to a party, and opted for food, since we were both starving. Frank is truly an impressive gentleman; very well read, knowledgeable on a wide range of weapons (it helps when you have a gun range in your back yard and 'connections'...). Frank is also a curious individual, as he said, sitting on top of a tractor for hours on end gives him a LOT of time to think and it is obvious he's done a lot of that over the years. He has taken on trying to find out all he can about night vision equipment and applies it to killing feral hogs; it gives him not only a real world test bed, it also helps out the farmers whose farms are being torn apart by the hogs. As a farmer, he's also intimately familiar with the weather, crops and the vagaries of Mother Nature and what she can do to you when you least expect it.
Tomorrow is more walking the aisles, and I'm sure more good conversations with an outstanding bunch of bloggers, and I will try to do better with remembering whom I meet...

Thursday, April 28, 2011

Bring a Hankie...

Video compilation of homecomings of our Sailors, Marines, Airmen and Soldiers...


Not stuff you will ROUTINELY see on the MSM, just look at the joy on ALL the faces!!!


video

Nuff Said...

Fixed based on comments... Is everybody happy now???

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Sarcastic Letters...

I had a nice little rant all ready to go, and I figured why bother... Others are covering all the BS going on much better than I, so how about some 'humor'...

Short Sarcastic Letters!!!

Dear Twilight fans,
Please realize that because vampires are dead and have no blood pumping through them, they can never get an erection. Enjoy fantasizing about that.
Sincerely,
Logic

Dear Icebergs,
Sorry to hear about the global warming.
Sincerely,
The Titanic

Dear Yahoo,
I've never heard anyone say, "I don't know, let's Yahoo! it..." just saying...
Sincerely,
Google

Dear 2010,
So I hear the best rapper is white and the president is black? WHAT happened?!
Sincerely,
1985

Dear Fox News,
So far, no news about foxes.
Sincerely,
Unimpressed

Dear jf;ldsfa/kvsmmklnn,
Please lknvfdmv.xvn.
Sincerely,
Stevie Wonder

Dear Nickleback,
That's enough.
Sincerely,
The World

Dear Scissors,
I feel your pain.....no one wants to run with me either.
Sincerely,
Sarah Palin

Dear World of Warcraft,
Thank you for ensuring my son's virginity.
Sincerely,
Parents Everywhere

Dear Batman,
What was your power again?
Sincerely, Superman

Dear Customers,
Yes, we ARE making fun of you in Vietnamese.
Sincerely,
Nail Salon Ladies

Dear Global Warming,
You're the best imaginary friend ever!
Sincerely,
Al Gore

Dear Mr. Gump
What are you talking about? There's a little diagram on the lid that tells you EXACTLY what you're gonna get....
Sincerely,
Jenny

Dear Haiti/Japan
Is it too early to ask what's shakin'?
Sincerely,
Seriously Going To Hell

Dear World,
Please stop freaking out about 2012. Our calendars ends there because some Spanish d-bags invaded our country and we got a little busy ok?
Sincerely,
The Mayans

Dear iPhone,
Please stop spellchecking all of my rude words into nice words. You piece of shut.
Sincerely,
Every iPhone User

Dear Trash,
At least you get picked up...
Sincerely,
The Girls of Jersey Shore

Dear Human,
It's cute, but can you pick up peanuts with it?
Sincerely,
Elephant


Dear Dr. Phil,
Look man, there's only room for one fake doctor in this world and I was here first.
Sincerely,
Dr. Pepper

Monday, April 25, 2011

Gen McChrystal cleared of Violations...

Interestingly enough, from ABC news...

A military investigation has cleared Gen. Stanley McChrystal and his staff of violating military policy in their interactions with a Rolling Stone reporter.

The ensuing article, portrayed General and staff frustrated with Washington policymakers and disrespectful of the chain of command. The article led to McCrystal being relieved of command of U.S. forces in Afghanistan and his subsequent retirement from the Army.

But the Pentagon's review of an earlier investigation could not verify many of the claims and anonymous quotes in the article. A six page memo, issued by the Department of Defense Inspector General disagrees with conclusions of an investigation by an Army Inspector General and issues the following two conclusions:

1. The evidence was insufficient to substantiate a violation of applicable DoD standards with respect to any of the incidents on which we focused,

2. Not all of the events at issue occurred as reported in the article. In some instances, we found no witness who acknowledged making or hearing the comments as reported. In other instances, we confirmed that the general substance of an incident at issue occurred, but not in the exact context described in the article.

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Happy Easter...


To each and everyone I wish you a Happy Easter, may your day be filled with Love and Joy!!!

THE EASTER LILY HOLIDAY TRADITION

Each holiday is marked by cherished traditions that bring joy, comfort, and warmth, and provide continuity from one generation to the next. Easter has its share of traditions: egg decorations and hunts; gift baskets and chocolate bunnies, sunrise church services, parades, and, of course, the Easter Lily. For many, the beautiful trumpet-shaped white flowers symbolize purity, virtue, innocence, hope and life - the spiritual essence of Easter.

History, mythology, literature, poetry and the world of art are rife with stories and images that speak of the beauty and majesty of the elegant white flowers. Dating back to Biblical lore, the lily is mentioned numerous times in the Bible. One of the most famous Biblical references is in the Sermon on the Mount, when Christ told his listeners: "Consider the lilies of the field, how they grow: they toil not, neither do they spin; and yet..... Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these."

Often called the "white-robed apostles of hope," lilies were found growing in the Garden of Gethsemane after Christ's agony. Tradition has it that the beautiful white lilies sprung up where drops of Christ's sweat fell to the ground in his final hours of sorrow and deep distress. Churches continue this tradition at Easter time by banking their alters and surrounding their crosses with masses of Easter Lilies, to commemorate the resurrection of Jesus Christ and hope of life everlasting.

Since the beginning of time, lilies have played significant roles in allegorical tales concerning the sacrament of motherhood. Ancient fables tell us the lily sprang from the milk of Hera, the mythological Queen of Heaven.

The pure white lily has long been closely associated with the Virgin Mary. In early paintings, the Angel Gabriel is pictured extending to the Virgin Mary a branch of pure white lilies, announcing that she is to be the mother of the Christ Child. In other paintings, saints are pictured bringing vases full of white lilies to Mary and the infant Jesus.

The legend is told that when the Virgin Mary's tomb was visited three days after her burial, it was found empty save for bunches of majestic white lilies. Early writers and artists made the lily the emblem of the Annunciation, the Resurrection of the Virgin: the pure white petals signifying her spotless body and the golden anthers her soul glowing with heavenly light.

It seems the thirteenth-century Barthololmeus Anglicus had this in mind when he wrote: 'The Lily is an herbe with a white flower; and though the leaves of the floure be white, yet within shineth the likeness of gold." So goes the saying, 'To gild a lily is to attempt, foolishly, to improve on perfection." To many artists and poets it seemed that, if any flower could have one, the lily had a soul.

In yet another expression of womanhood, lilies had a significant presence in the paradise of Adam and Eve. Tradition has it that when Eve left the Garden of Eden she shed real tears of repentance, and from those remorseful tears sprung up lilies. The spiritual principle held here is that true repentance is the beginning of beauty.

A mark of purity and grace throughout the ages, the regal white lily is a fitting symbol of the greater meaning of Easter. Gracing millions of homes and churches, the flowers embody joy, hope and life. Whether given as a gift or enjoyed in your own home, the Easter Lily serves as a beautiful reminder that Easter is a time for rejoicing and celebrating.

Ironically, the white (Easter) lily is a native plant of Southern Japan...

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Blog Pimping...

Murphy from over at Lagniappe's Lair has a new web page up based on his visit to Selfridge AFB Air Museum, if you're into airplanes, it's DEFINITELY worth the visit! Good pics and good history/info on the birds....

Go HERE and enjoy!

And for the snark, go to the Nerds and see Labrat's take on the reporter's article on the NRA, women and guns, and then go to Breda's take on it HERE. I agree with both of them, and not just because I like them :-) They are BOTH right!!!

And for technical expertise, go visit Frank James over at Corn, Beans, Spent Brass, And Empty Page and a Deadline... He has two excellent posts up, one on the .41 Magnum round, and one right below it on the 'rebranding' of military calibers. Both are very interesting reading from an expert in the field.

I've got a lot of folks on the sidebar, all of them are good reading, provide a variety of points of view, and cover a myriad of subjects...

I'm out of pocket for a couple of days, so go enjoy them.


Tuesday, April 19, 2011

Hehehe...

Newbius and I tag teamed Jay G and his family today...

Between the Pentagon (Newbius) and Smithsonian Udvar-Hazy Museum (me), I think we walked their butts off, and I'm betting Boy G and Girl G will be down for the count tonight...


And Jay has a NICE camera and was taking pictures right, left, up, down and sideways at Udvar-Hazy. If you get the chance to visit DC, and want to see aviation history, it is the place to go!

And even nicer, I got to play hooky from work :-)

Sunday, April 17, 2011

More Trigger Time Needed...

This was one of those days it didn't pay to fall out of bed...

Up EARLY, out to the range for an Action Pistol shoot this morning, and I was so 'awake' I brought my carry 1911 (and plenty of ammo) and left the .45 I was planning on shooting laying on the kitchen table... sigh...


So there we are, and it's a steel plate match, and... I sucked... period, no other way to say it. I didn't finish dead last, but that was only because a new shooter was there.


Afterward I went over to the target range to see if I could figure out what I was doing wrong, and as you can see below (reduced size tgt at 10 yards), first rounds weren't bad, but follow-ups weren't real hot...


I had WAY too much finger on the trigger, as all the follow-ups tend to be left/low left... Put another fifty rounds down range, got 'some' improvement, and called it a day, as I had some work to do today.


Practice is the ONLY way to get better and/or maintain proficiency... Make time to get to the range, and shoot; you life may depend on it...

Friday, April 15, 2011

A Follow-up to the Fighter Pilots...

This one came through the porthole not once but twice, once from an old fart, and once from an active duty type...


Military aviation has ALWAYS been know for non-PC patches, probably going back to the original aviators, and it's always been a battle between the 'brass' and the rest of the aviators. The ones that come to mind are the fun meter, SEA 2nd place, the mushroom, the JOPA patch and others that are even less polite.


BUT... This is a new one, it's not being worn openly, and it's being passed around via the net, with no attribution.


The patch shows a coffin holding a carrier jet's landing tailhook with the inscription: "Naval Aviation 1911-2011: It was a good ride." The patch says, "No cursing. No call signs. No tradition."...


It has gotten a lot of play on the Big "E", and has passed from squadron, to squadron, to wing, to staffs...


It's all about the PCism that is taking over, even in the wardrooms and flight crews world-wide. And in my opinion, just one more nail in the coffin (sorry) of individuality; and one more reason for those individuals to leave the service, rather than buck the system...


So.... To Rat, Duke, Puke, Avon, Snap, Flake, Kilo, Frito, Shadow, Krank, Bube, Fang, Pres, Fox, Tortoise, JP, Frenchy, Dog, Spider, and all the others I met and flew with; I will only say this...


Falcon 119... Cajun out.

Edit- And now THIS, an IG investigation over a call sign... YGTBSM!!!

Wednesday, April 13, 2011

An Interesting Article...

From The Street- Investing in guns beats investing in the Tech Stocks... Seeking more bang for the buck? Set aside your views on gun control or perceptions of survivalist arsenals. Those who collect and sell firearms, many of whom are white-collar and affluent, often have turned a profit from their hobby-cum-investment. For example, a small pistol that gangster John Dillinger was carrying, hidden in a sock, when he was arrested in Arizona (six months before he was fatally gunned down in Chicago in 1934) sold for $95,600 at an auction held by Heritage Auction Galleries, a Dallas-based auction house that is the nation's largest. The winning bid was more than double the pre-auction estimate of $35,000 to $45,000. With firearms, collectors are drawn to more than just a piece itself -- they are paying for history. Pieces with relevance and context command the most money. Wartime relics are among the most valuable firearms, according to Dennis Lowe, director of militaria for Heritage Auction Galleries. "I've never seen firearms do anything but increase in value," he said…

Read the whole article HERE.


This has been the 'dirty little secret' of those who attend major gun shows for years. There are people who attend who are not shooters, and are strictly prowling for 'collectible' guns. Some even brag they have NEVER shot a pistol, rifle or shotgun. And God forbid, they would EVER shoot a 'collectible' piece...


I guess I first saw the dedicated collector types back in the late 70's mid-80s primarily at Houston, Dallas and Pomona shows. They were the ones that had a briefcase full of paper, looked only for specific guns, and were pretty secretive about what they were doing. Last year at Tulsa, I saw a rather more blatent approach by one fellow- He was looking for Pythons, picked one up, took a picture of it, called his 'expert' while he still had gun in hand, and promptly low-balled the seller (who was pissed, as supposedly no photos are allowed). I was talking to the seller later, he said that guy or one of his buddies came back at least 5-6 times all trying to get the pistol for less than it was marked for. I also ran into one of what I call the 'good ol' boy' collectors... He was a 'retired' rancher/businessman who had fallen in love with Webley pistols, and now owns over a hundred of them (including, according to him, one of every model and caliber ever produced), BUT he actually shoots them...


The advent of the online auction sites has also prompted more people to get into the game, and I know of at least one pistol that was purchased out of a major auction that showed up on an on-line site the next day at twice what the guy had paid for it. The other thing that has happened, is that prices have gone out of sight... Witness what Murphy over at Laginappes Lair posted HERE. And that has also brought the fakes more and more into play on guns... sigh...


They are out there, so if a deal seems too good to be true, it probably is...

CAVEAT EMPTOR is the new word of the day in the gun world...

Monday, April 11, 2011

Where Have All The Fighter Pilots Gone???


Ironically, this was also the subject of a number of discussions at the Reunion last week...


What follows are the words of an individualist (who prefers to remain unidentified) who has set down in writing what a many of us "Old School Guys" have been thinking for a while. Entitled “Where have all the fighter pilots gone?” it is about far more than fighter pilots. It is about leadership and how the homogenizing effect of political correctness in the military (and elsewhere) is causing the number of leaders to dwindle. . Read on….and pardon the non-political correct language....


I received the following from one of my comrades who served with me during the Harvest Reaper/Combat Lancer project –



It makes a lot of sense to me, and I agree with this assessment of one of the areas in which the military has followed the wrong path...



Where Have All The Fighter Pilots Gone? We used to go to the Officers Club or NCO Club Stag Bar on Friday afternoons to drink, smoke and swap lies with our comrades. Think about this when you read the rest of the letter below.



What happened to our Air Force (or Military)?Drinking then became frowned on. Smoking caused cancer and could "harm you." Stag bars became seen as ‘sexist’. Gradually, our men quit patronizing their clubs because what happened in the club became fodder for a performance report. It was the same thing at the Airman's Club and the NCO and/or Top 3 clubs.Now we don't have separate clubs for the ranks. Instead we have something called All Ranks Clubs. Their open to men and women of all ranks....from airman basic to general officer. Still, no one is there. Gee, I wonder why.



The latest brilliant thought out of Washington is that the operators ("pilots?") flying remote aircraft in combat areas from their duty station in Nevada or Arizona should draw the same combat pay as those real world pilots actually on board a plane in a hostile environment. More politically correct logic? They say that remote vehicle operators are subject to the same stress levels as the combat pilot actually flying in combat. ----- REALLY!!!???Now that I've primed you a little, read on...


There are many who will agree with these sentiments, but they apply to more than just fighter pilots. Unfortunately, the ones with the guts to speak up or push for what they believe in are beaten down by the "system".Unfortunately there is a lot of truth in the following text - supposedly, Secretary Gates has a force beating the bushes to learn who wrote this....


Subject: Where Have All The Fighter Pilots Gone?Good Question.



Here is a rant from a retired fighter pilot that is worth reading: It is rumored that our current Secretary of Defense recently asked the question, "Where are all the dynamic leaders of the past?" I can only assume, if that is true, that he was referring to Robin Olds, Jimmy Doolittle, Patton, Ike, Boyington, Nimitz, etc.? Well, I've got the answer:They were fired before they made major.Our nation doesn't want those kinds of leaders anymore.



Squadron commanders don't run squadrons and Wing commanders don't run wings. They are managed by higher ranking dildos with other esoteric goals in mind.Can you imagine someone today looking for a LEADER to execute that Doolittle Raid and suggesting that it be given to a dare-devil boozer - his only attributes: he had the respect of his men, an awesome ability to fly, and the organizational skills to put it all together?



If someone told me there was a chance in hell of selecting that man today, I would tell them they were either a liar or dumber than shit.I find it ironic that the Air Force put BG Robin Olds on the cover of the company rag last month. While it made me extremely proud to see his face, he wouldn't make it across any base in America (or overseas) without ten enlisted folks telling him to zip up his flight suit and shave his mustache off.I have a feeling that his response would be predictable and for that crime he would probably get a trip home and an Article 15.



We have lost the war on rugged individualism and that, unfortunately, is what fighter pilots want to follow; not because they have to but because they respect leaders of that ilk. We've all run across that leader that made us proud to follow him because you wanted to be like him and make a difference. The individual who you would drag your testicles through glass for rather than disappoint him.We better wake the hell up! We're asking our young men and women to go to really shitty places; some with unbearable climates, never have a drink, have little or no contact with the opposite sex, not look at magazines of a suggestive nature of any type, and adhere to ridiculous "regs" that require you to tuck your shirt into your PT uniform on the way to the porta-shitter at night in a dust storm because it's a uniform.



These people we're sending to combat are some of the brightest I've met but they are looking for a little sanity, which they will only find on the outside if we don't get a friggin' clue. You can't continue asking people to live for months or years at a time acting like nuns and priests. Hell, even they get to have a beer.Who are we afraid of offending? The guys that already hate us enough to strap C-4 to their own bodies and walk into a crowd of us? Think about it.I'm extremely proud of our young men and women who continue to serve. I'm also very in tune with what they are considering for the future and I've got news for whoever sits in the White House, Congress, and our so-called military leaders. Much talent has and will continue to hemorrhage from our services, because wanna-be warriors are tired of fighting on two fronts - - one with our enemies, another against our lack of common sense. AMEN!!!


Most of us (old farts) would have been kicked out of the service for what we did back in the day, not only for the partying, but also for the actions we took onstation/in combat without 'guidance' from higher... I know for a fact I had more latitude as a JG and LT than most full CDRs have today...


Comments from any other old farts out there???

Sunday, April 10, 2011

A Bleg...

Bryan Stow is a San Francisco area paramedic who was attacked after a San Francisco Giants – Los Angeles Dodgers game on March 31. Bryan sustained a Traumatic Brain Injury and remains hospitalized in serious condition. Several fund raisers have been planned to help Bryan’s family defray the costs associated with his hospital stay.

You can find out more about donations by visiting Support For Bryan Stow. You can also donate to StowDonations@gmail.com via PayPal. Go HERE to see more info from the Happy Medic...

h/t TOTWTYTR

Saturday, April 9, 2011

The Green Thing, and other comments...

Got this from JP... I grew up on the tail end of this era, and we didn't have fat kids OR adults; just sayin...

In the line at the store, the cashier told the older woman that plastic bags weren’t good for the environment. The woman apologized to her and explained, “We didn’t have the green thing back in my day.” That’s right, they didn’t have the green thing in her day. Back then, they returned their milk bottles, Coke bottles and beer bottles to the store. The store sent them back to the plant to be washed and sterilized and refilled, using the same bottles over and over. So they really were recycled. But they didn’t have the green thing back her day. In her day, they walked up stairs, because they didn’t have an escalator in every store and office building. They walked to the grocery store and didn’t climb into a 300-horsepower machine every time they had to go two blocks. But she’s right. They didn’t have the green thing in her day. Back then, they washed the baby’s diapers because they didn’t have the throw-away kind. They dried clothes on a line, not in an energy gobbling machine burning up 220 volts – wind and solar power really did dry the clothes. Kids got hand-me-down clothes from their brothers or sisters, not always brand-new clothing. But that old lady is right, they didn’t have the green thing back in her day. Back then, they had one TV, or radio, in the house – not a TV in every room. And the TV had a small screen the size of a pizza dish, not a screen the size of the state of Wyoming . In the kitchen, they blended and stirred by hand because they didn’t have electric machines to do everything for you. When they packaged a fragile item to send in the mail, they used wadded up newspaper to cushion it, not styrofoam or plastic bubble wrap. Back then, they didn’t fire up an engine and burn gasoline just to cut the lawn. They used a push mower that ran on human power. They exercised by working so they didn’t need to go to a health club to run on treadmills that operate on electricity. But she’s right, they didn’t have the green thing back then. They drank from a fountain when they were thirsty, instead of using a cup or a plastic bottle every time they had a drink of water. They refilled pens with ink, instead of buying a new pen, and they replaced the razor blades in a razor instead of throwing away the whole razor just because the blade got dull. But they didn’t have the green thing back then. Back then, people took the streetcar and kids rode their bikes to school or rode the school bus, instead of turning their moms into a 24-hour taxi service. They had one electrical outlet in a room, not an entire bank of sockets to power a dozen appliances. And they didn’t need a computerized gadget to receive a signal beamed from satellites 2,000 miles out in space in order to find the nearest pizza joint. But they didn't have the green thing back then!!!


I was gonna post a long winded diatribe about Chuckie Shumer's BS comments about fleas, but you know, it's really NOT worth the effort- He's tone deaf to reality and any kind of constituency other than the far left wing! He only cares about those that line his pockets, NOT the Amercian people (especially not those that believe in 2A) in my opinion...


Having spent most of the week back amongst my old community for the reunion and centennial of Naval Aviation, I'm truly humbled and proud of the kids (yes KIDS) flying and maintaining those airplanes... We flew the hell out of them, and these kids manage to keep em flying today. Next year the P-3 Orion will have been in service for FIFTY years... Not to bad for a failed airliner that had a propensity for crashing... The only older airplanes are the B-52 and C-130, and I don't think and of the original C-130s are still flying.


On a shooting note- Caught up with an old friend and his wife at the social last night, she remembered me being a shooter and was asking what gun she should by for self protection. I asked her why, and her hubby (they FINALLY got a shotgun for home defense about 5 years ago) said they BOTH are no longer comfortable going around without being able to defend themselves. Another old friend was there, so I waved him over and he is going to open his safe and take them both to the range and let them try all (and he has a bunch) of his pistols to find something they each like. He's now an NRA instructor, so I know he'll do right by them.


I think it is pretty sad statement on our society today that folks like this, who never owned guns and 'tolerated' my "obsession" are now looking at arming themselves... And for those going to the Lucky Gunner shoot, check your emails... Just sayin... :-)

Thursday, April 7, 2011

Centennial Retro Paint Jobs...


I was asked via email to put up the retro paint jobs on the P-3's so here they are...

The P-8 in the previous post is the 'current' paint scheme, e.g. haze grey (must have gotten a good deal on ship paint...)

The first is a P-3 painted in the original PBY blue paint (prior to the Black Cats). A bit of a trivia question- Does anybody recognize the number painted on it???

OBTW, this aircraft was painted in Atsugi, Japan; before flying back to the States...


And since I screwed up the order, this the the original P-3A colors. Black lower fuselage, wings, tail, white upper and the first full color insignia on the tail. In this case, VP-6 Blue Sharks from Hawaii...


And lastly, a P-3 painted in the black/white P-2V colors, note no tail insignia...


So... Any guesses on what that number means??? It's actually pretty famous (or at least famous in the Navy)... :-)

Wednesday, April 6, 2011

100 Years or 1911 was a REALLY Good Year...


Naval Aviation has been around for 100 years, starting with young Lt Theodore Ellyson in 1911 learning to fly those new fangled flying machines...

Just like the venerable 1911 pistol, neither one got off to an auspicious start, but both have done pretty well...

Last night I was able to attend the Centennial Reunion of the Maritime Patrol Reconnaissance Forces down in Jacksonville, FL. It was quite the event, held in one of the WWII hangars (still in use) with over 500 people at the dinner. The oldest attendee was AOC (Ret.) Carl Creamer, who was an AO3 in the Black Cats and was later shot down and taken prisoner of war, spending three years in Japanese prison camps. There were also 15 Admirals in attendance, including ADM Harvey, Commander of Fleet Forces; VADM Myers, Commander Naval Air Forces Pacific; and various and sundry others...

It was a great time, seeing old friends (including one of my pilots from the Mayaguez Rescue), and an open bar (which ran out about an hour into the dinner, geez you'd think by NOW they'd know Naval Aviators drink like fishes). There were 'throwback' P-3s painted in the old styles parked out side, along with a TBM and a Stearman :-)

The centerpiece(s) were the new P-8 (based on the 737) and a Navy version of the Global Hawk called BAMS. Here are a few pics.


This TBM was actually flown in for the event, and participated in a fly by on Monday.


And since the term "sundown" is being used for the end of service for the P-3 (after 60 years in 2022) I thought this was pretty appropriate- The P-3 framed by the wing of the 737 on the right, and the BAMS on the left.


And a pic of the nose of 954, the second P-8 off the line at Boeing. Note the bumps, bubbles, antennas and lack of windows- This ain't your standard airliner anymore...


And we 'celebrated' the POW table... See below


Here is the speech that was given to go with the setting-

Those who have served and those currently serving the uniformed services of the United States are ever mindful that the sweetness of enduring peace has always been tainted by the bitterness of personal sacrifice. We are compelled to never forget that while we enjoy our daily pleasures, there are others who have endured and may still be enduring the agonies of pain, deprivation and internment.
Before we begin our activities this evening, we will pause to recognize our POW’s and MIA’s.
We call your attention to this small table, which occupies a place of dignity and honor near the head table. It is set for one, symbolizing the fact that members of our armed forces are missing from our ranks. They are referred to as POW’s and MIA’s.
We call them comrades.
They are unable to be with their loved ones and families tonight, so we join together to pay our humble tribute to them, and bear witness to their continued absence.
This table, set for one, is small, symbolizing the frailty of one prisoner, alone against his or her suppressors.
The tablecloth is white, symbolic of the purity of their intentions to respond to their country’s call to arms.
The single red rose in the vase, signifies the blood they many have shed in sacrifice to ensure the freedom of our beloved United States of America. This rose also reminds us of the family and friends of our missing comrades who keep the faith, while awaiting their return.
The yellow ribbon on the vase represents the yellow ribbons worn on the lapels of the thousands who demand with unyielding determination a proper accounting of our comrades who are not among us tonight.
A slice of lemon on the plate reminds us of their bitter fate.
The salt sprinkled on the plate reminds us of the countless fallen tears of families as they wait.
The glass is inverted - they cannot toast with us this night.
The chair is empty - they are not here.
The candle is reminiscent of the light of hope which lives in our hearts to illuminate their way home, away from their captors, to the open arms of a grateful nation.
Let us pray to the supreme commander that all of our comrades will soon be back within our ranks.
Let us remember and never forget their sacrifices.
May god forever watch over them and protect them and their families.

For those that have actually stuck around to read all this, HERE is a link to the Naval Aviation Centennial Newsletter...

P-3s continue to be active in every theater of operations in the world, actively participating in Iraq/Afghanistan, Japanese relief efforts, the Libya No-Fly zone (VP-5 engaged Libyan Coast Guard vessel Vittoria after it fired indiscriminately at civilian vessels in the port of Misrata with a Maverick and disabled it, forcing the boat to beach), and maritime patrols throughout the oceans of the world.

Monday, April 4, 2011

Another Report from Japan...

Presented for your information... From one of the folks directly involved in the liaison with the JMSDF... It's not formatting correctly, but you get the idea... Here are five things I would like to say, after 24 days: (1) Japanese discipline and dignity in the face of cruel adversity. It hasn't been a spotless record, as there have been reports of con-men trying falsely to gather disaster relief contributions for their own use, and some towns/villages up north have formed neighborhood security watches to shoo-away groups of "young strangers", but the lack of looting, anti-social activities, and general hysteria among the devastated populations of along the Sanriku Coast was been nothing short of amazing, and worthy of great admiration. Two special Japanese words come to mind here: "GAMAN" (patience, endurance, self-control), and "GANBARE" (to try hard, don't give up). (2) The utter and fearful lethality of a 46-foot Tsunami. Despite intense search and rescue efforts for many days after the disaster, only mere handful of human survivors, and one lucky dog, were rescued from the wreckage and detritus left by the killer waves. If you were able to run away from the tsunami, you lived; if not, you didn't. Also, the power of a sustained massive surge of water lifted large ships on top of buildings, as if they were toys. (3) Panic shopping is universal. There were times during the initial two weeks, when continued after-shock earthquakes, rolling power black-outs which caused big-time confusion on the commuter trains, the sight of various foreigners running away from the Kanto area, and news of radioactive-iodine in Tokyo's water supply, all combined to create a feeling of unreality, angst, and mental stress... Which led to runs on gasoline, toilet paper, bottled drinking water, bread, rice, flash-lights, and the other things which frightened people feel they need to obtain and stock-pile in their homes. But compared to the REAL victims, shivering in the cold up north, it was shameful to see those of us, who were actually much safer, act like a bunch of sheep. (4) U.S. Forces in Japan finally got a chance to prove their worth. Under an operation with the simple name "TOMODACHI" (friend), the U.S. military immediately jumped full-bore into search and rescue (SAR) operations. But at the same time, much care was taken to maintain a respectful supporting role to the Japanese Self Defense Forces (JSDF), who mobilized well over 100,000 personnel to go find, save, and provide comfort to their stricken countrymen. Of interest, every time I saw a USMC CH-46 or CH-53 flying-in timely supplies to the desperate survivors, I'm thinking to myself: "Those guys came from MCAS Futenma!" The Okinawa-based 31st MEU, on board USS ESSEX, has also been an active participant in Operation TOMODACHI. I hope (against hope) that the small politicized groups of anti-U.S. Forces critics in Okinawa, and elsewhere, will now finally relent, and find a different cause to crusade about... (5) Finally, Defense Minister Kitazawa flew out today to the nuclear-powered aircraft carrier, USS RONALD REAGAN, operating in waters east of central Honshu; and he faced the assembled ship's crew in the cavernous hangar bay, and delivered the following words, on behalf of his Prime Minister and his country: QUOTE: To All U.S. Military Members and everyone involved in Operation Tomodachi On behalf of the people of Japan, I sincerely express deep appreciation to the tremendous support provided by the U.S. military, the U.S. government, and the American people at the time of Japan's unprecedented crisis. Immediately after the disaster, USS Ronald Reagan rushed to the Sanriku area. Currently, ground, navy, air, and marine forces, with high pride and passion, are supporting disaster relief efforts at an extraordinary scale. I personally received from President Obama, words of warm and strong pledge of support for Japan. Not only the victims of the disaster hit areas, but also the entire Japanese people are deeply moved and encouraged by the scenes of U.S. military members working hard to support the relief efforts. Both Japan and the United States are true "TOMODACHI" that share basic values such as democracy and respect for human rights. Faced with such a massive disaster, it's at no time like the present that I feel so strongly about our friendship with the United States. The swift and strong support provided by your country is testament of the enduring bond that the Japan-U.S. Alliance has fostered for over a half a century. Japan, with your continuous cooperation, is determined to launch full-scale efforts to overcome the challenges ahead of us. Again, I would like to express my heartfelt appreciation to all of your tremendous support and friendship. Naoto Kan, Prime Minister of Japan - - - - - - - - - - Please allow me, at the outset, to express my heartfelt appreciation and admiration to each and every U.S. service member that came to the aid of the victims of the March 11 Great Tohoku-Kanto Disaster. The incredible support that you are providing are touching the victims that are still suffering from a feeling of great loss and sorrow. At no time like the present have I felt the United States, our ally, as a reliable partner; and have I felt so proud of our alliance with the United States. The United States Forces has extended assistance to the disaster hit areas in various ways. For instance, you are helping to clean up schools that are covered by mud by the Tsunami, so that the students can come back for the new school year. Your warm help will be cherished and engraved in the hearts and soul of the Japanese people. More than three weeks have passed since the disaster. Our humanitarian and disaster relief efforts are about to transition to a phase to a mid- to long-term activities focused on rehabilitation and reconstruction. It is my sincere wish that those of you who will depart from the relief efforts to assume a new mission, to leave with a feeling of utmost pride, for taking part in a noble operation such as Operation Tomodachi. And for those of you who will continue to provide assistance, I again wish to express my deepest appreciation for your contribution. Disaster can destroy human life and property, but it cannot destroy the human spirit. This is what Ambassador Roos said when he visited the disaster hit elementary school, Watanoha, in Ishinomaki City. The Ambassador's remark will be long remembered in the history of Japan-U.S. relations as a message that tied the hearts and souls of the survivors and their lost loved ones. In closing, I would like to say that the on going Japan-U.S. joint relief operation in tackling this unprecedented crisis that our country is now facing, will be long remembered in the memories of both the Japanese and American people. I am convinced that our joint efforts today will lead to further deepening of the Japan-U.S. Alliance. Toshimi Kitazawa UNQUOTE 04 April 2011

Sunday, April 3, 2011

Dragon Leatherworks Talon Holster Review...


Dennis at Dragon Leatherworks worked with me on a Talon holster for my C&S 1911 and it came in last week. Let me say first off, the work is outstanding!!! All the seams are even, the stiching is excellent with no flaws, and the 'scollop' I wanted as a finger guide is in the right place, even though it was only discussed over the phone. Dennis' attention to detail is excellent, as is the fit and finish. I am looking at this holster as a daily wear, so no fancy work was requested.


Wearing the pistol the last two days has confirmed that it is a bit tight (expected in a new holster), and it rides comfortably without poking me and it also doesn't poke the seat in the truck (which I consider a plus)!


The draw is smooth (and should loosen up a bit after wearing in), one handed reholster is easy, without having to "hunt" for the holster. In other words, everything I asked for, I got!!!


Another thing I would like to compliment Dennis on is the inclusion of both warranty paperwork AND a safety and usage disclaimer; he takes the time to remind folks of things, like the 4 rules, testing with an UNLOADED gun, etc. Dennis is one of the new young guns on the holster scene, and based on the quality I see here, I'd strongly recommend him for holsters!!! And I tried a couple of pics with it on, but they were reversed/hand was in the picture... etc... sorry...

Friday, April 1, 2011

It's the "Little" Things...

Had to go to dinner with the boss and a bunch of other PHDs, luckily there were two other retired Navy types, so we weren't too outnumbered...

But...

After 8 years, I found out my boss actually WAS a Rocket Scientist... That was his first job, building and shooting off rockets for Los Alamos! No wonder he didn't like my rocket surgery jokes... sigh...

He said, "Mine only blew up if I DESIGNED them to blow up." Er... um... "designed" them to blow up???

And I thought dinner conversations at blogmeets were bad, but tonight was a new 'high' or 'low' depending...

Started with WWII discussion based on a new book out about Guadalcanal, segued into a discussion on Guam, the last Japanese war survivor, Korea, MacArthur, Physics, missiles, rocket science, START treaty, back to physics, to the human brain, to artificial intelligence, to autonomy, back to physics, to existentialism, to movies, to the best existential movie (Groundhog Day), to a dissection of the movie from an existential point of view, to Battlestar Gallactica, to guns, to fishing, to hog hunting...

And those are just the ones I remember... sigh...

One more day of meetings, and the red eye back tomorrow night!

So I'll be commenting more this weekend when I actually have time to sit and read all your blogs. Y'all have a safe weekend!!!