The term, "Jack of all trades, and a master of none" needs very little interpretation. I think of a middle-aged man in worn out work boots, holey jeans, and a cheap stained t-shirt with a pack of Marlboro Reds protruding slightly from his pocket. A beat up old tool bag with well used, but sharp and precise tools in his grip... Hes a man that can get it done. You remember what a bargain his labor prices are, as you turn the other cheek to his short comments and surly disposition. Finding a solution quickly and getting straight to work, you try to force from your mind that he didn't pull a permit like the expensive Journeyman you spoke to, would have.
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We woke on day 7 to yet another cold rainy morning in Grant Village. It had been in the low twenties overnight, so donning the clothes that sat haphazardly in the corner of the roof top tent over night was exciting, but not on quite the same level as say; a winning lotto ticket. I quickly went to work on getting the stove and percolator ready... Not because it was cold, but because above all else, coffee comes first. While Nicole prepared breakfast, I began folding up the RTT. It was sopping wet, and can be a challenge even in dry conditions to get under the cover with a double wide 0 degree bag inside. My fingers were frozen, and when the zipper got stuck while I precariously balanced on top of a wet tire and rock slider, my sense of humor faded into a steady stream of audible profanity.
Its 4:00 am the day before Christmas Eve. This might sound early, but for a snow plow driver it's more like sleeping in for 3 hours. As I quickly donned some snow boots and my Carhartt coat to head out into the cold, I could tell my wife was more bummed than usual about the alarm clock having gone off because this time she actually had to get up. Two months of planning had led up to this moment, and it was time to book our adventure on the White Rim Road.
I worked my ass off to get where I am today, and everything I buy I need it to earn its keep. There is not any room disposable goods. But therein arises a problem - quality goods that are built to last are really expensive, and there are many goods that are labeled as premium brands that aren’t exactly all that durable either
Those of you who may have read, “House of the Gods” my Tepui roof top tent review will remember the issues I pointed out with the optional Kukenam annex. To name a few, the door was behind the ladder making the entrance a pretty good squeeze to get in. In order to remove the annex or install it, you had to unbolt the ladder and it had no floor, but was otherwise a useful place to get dressed and such in privacy and out of the weather.
Your cheap eBay special LED Light bar sucks, and here is why.
The word Tepui [te’pwi] means “house of the gods” to the indigenous people who inhabit the Gran Sabana. Table top mountains or mesas found in South America especially in Venezuela and western Guyana, these mountains can tower up to 1000 meters above the forest floor below. Because of the significant difference in altitude from the surrounding area, they are known as “ecological islands” having a very different climate from the ground forest… Among these, is Mount Kukenam…
It is hard to say how many times I have seen the movie, “Dante’s Peak” in the 18 years since it’s release. While a bit on the ‘cheesy’ side, the one thing that keeps me coming back is the modified Suburban with what I have come to refer to as, the “Lava Snorkel”. Watching Pierce Brosnan fumble around to get the rig into 4 wheel drive while already floating down the river, is hilarious… But, he finally engages it, and the big red Sub emerges from the river unscathed and running like a champ because, “it’s okay… this rigs got a snorkel”.
A brief history… On June 8th of 2002, the Hayman Fire (the largest wild fire in Colorado’s history) was started by a US Forestry Technician who claimed she was burning a letter from her estranged husband. Other evidence came to light as the investigation continued to her inevitable prosecution, but the damage was done and it was extensive.
Communication is the primary force behind all movements of our modern life. Whether it’s to call your grandmother and wish her a happy birthday, or to confirm coordinates for a bombing run, communication is at the forefront of every development of our history.