feralmerril
Absent Comrade
Thats like a kid going to a hollywood school told another boy, my dad can whup your dad. The other kid said your dad is my dad!
"Western Virginia.'
Hush up. We got enough dang Yankees 'round here.![]()
Wyoming would be good as far as gun laws and taxes go. No income tax on anything, sales taxes never over 6% and less in some counties, property taxes run about $2000/yr. on a $350,000 house. Constitutional carry, machine guns and suppressors OK, no requirements for transfer except what the feds impose, carry a loaded gun in the car if you want, and lots of public land to go out and shoot on. 'Course, it does get a mite bit chilly now and again, but that just helps keep the riff-raff out!
I don't consider Pensacola very humid.
Yeah, but how about slapping mesquitos, gnats up your nose, putting chains on your vehicles, the mud everywhere, rust on the vehicles etc. I worked the UP two summers and W. Va, raised in wisconsin and remember it being more miserable with the humidity at 85 degerees than the west at 115. We used to go up around kenora Onterio to fish summers and the gnats made it miserable beyound belief.
Winter kind of loses its appeal after a certain age [emoji57]
I wonder if Appalachia and the south still has some of that?
Somewhere I read the east is more lovely and the west more spectacular. My job took me from texas to west virginnia back around the end of winter beginning of summer back in 1964. I had already worked in the west before that, california and wyoming, raised in wisconsin. I was surprised to see mountains back there! Whats different is in the west you might be at already 5,000 feet and looking up at a 10,000 ft peak whereas in the east you might be at close to sea level looking up at 4,000 ft? peak. Also deciduous vs conifer trees.
I never will forget I was following a power line in the boonies. I could see a highway far below and made for it. At one point I came to a spot I had to slide down on my butt to reach. I slid into dogpatch! There was a couple of kids playing in front of a log shack on about a 800 sq ft level spot clinging on the side of a mountain with no road or driveway to it. A very heavy poor dirty uneducated type woman was sitting on the doorstep smoking a pipe. I tried to talk to her but for whatever reason she couldnt answer me but just kept rocking, smiling toothlessly and smoking. It was a school day and the kids weren't in school. I did a little better with a boy. Asked him how do you get down to the road? He showed me a path that I litteraly had to again slide down on my butt to get down. There was no earthly way that woman could have climbed up there. I figured her "man" must have took her up there before she got heavy. I suppose he worked somewhere all week and would come home with a tote sack of groceries bi weekly or so. I wonder if Appalachia and the south still has some of that?
I had a cheap un AC apartment and recall sweating like a hog. No thanks! It was as quaint as could be imagined and similar to deliverance. Is any of that type life left back there like that?
I have been to Pensacola twice, both for Navy reunions at NAS Pensacola, and enjoyed the visit both times. What I remember is driving in a car with AC and then when we stopped and I got out I couldn't see for about 5 minutes because my glasses fogged over from the humidity! Happened every time! Then the Love Bugs completely covered the windshield after driving on the freeway for about 45 minutes...guess they died happy because they always died in pairs. Two months after the reunion the hotel we stayed at on the Gulf Breeze Parkway was destroyed by a hurricane.
We'll go back for another visit someday, but I still prefer the dry heat of Arizona and calmer weather............