mastercraftsman

Yes indeed it has been a fine time. Lately I've come to really appreciate every minute in life. It's too short, I think, not to. A woodworker friend was checking out my new home workshop, in particular my highly modified minimax bandsaw, painted chocolate, a design theme, sort of, throughout. "Sweet..." That was all he kept saying after walking around testing this and that, all wired 220, all with dust collection (I've been busy). I'm one weird person in regards to work and home life. It's ALL home to me. My morning yoga routine is going down at work, watching the CNC warm up with a few easy programs. Gotta love robotics....
So my new favorite lake is High Rock. I go every weekend. When the wind picks up only fools go up there or below the dam at Tuckertown. Not even the rescue dudes go out with those rock shoals. When it's dark AND nasty who would be out there? Only one dude. An ex commercial fisherman who's fished the Bering Sea. Yeah that would be me. I need an adrenalin rush from time to time. The local bass rigs only have like a foot of freeboard off the water and can't handle the waves. Their massive horsepower is only a heavy anchor off your stern when everyone's doing five knots. You steer with three vectors in crosswinds, and handling is like a shopping cart with swiveling wheels front and back. No brakes and a propwalk to one side or the other. What most people don't get is it's more of a mental game of geometry rather than a video game of reflexes. All those old fogey captains on the high seas aren't speed junkies with quick responses, but quick mentally, angles constantly changing and anticipating, the actual hand movements slow and deliberate. Kind of like the cut of a handplane in this world of whizbang robotics. Simple, straight to the point, done, no mistakes....

So yeah in case anyone was wondering I ain't dead yet. I've been pretty close here and there but so far so good!