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  1. Well Luke, you know wat dey say, dat beauty is in the eye of the beholder . . . an dats one I wud like to be holdin'! She sho nuff ain't ruint. Nice!
  2. Good question Steve! Actually, I was just reacting to the comment made by pairadice: "Then there was the time Patrick had to find me at night navigating by my signal fire...... " I surmised that he was talking about a campfire which could be seen at a distance in the dark for the purpose of revealing the location of a person being searched for. I really hadn't considered the signal flare angle until you mentioned it.
  3. VIETNAM REMEMBRANCES: Lots of comparisons lately between death rates of Covid -19 and the Vietnam war. Local and national news reports, forum discussions etc. No doubt about it, it's horrific. The first time I heard the comparison it was jarring. It felt like what a dog must feel when it hits the end of his chain. A Jolt. Not just because of the numbers, that's bad enough for sure but something else. An unexpected surprise due to the word association. VIETNAM! Seconds later a flood of memories . . . Most Vietnam Vets that I know, tend not to talk much about the Vietnam war, If they talk about it at all. And even then, it's usually to each other and they tend to compartmentalize the experience. They don't tell a lot of war stories as such. Instead they talk about the good times, the funny incidents, and the crazy things that can happen to people in a war zone. Accidents, carelessness and negligence caused a lot of casualties in Vietnam; "friendly fire" incidents were common. The reasons were many and varied: Inattention, fatigue, inexperience and/or poor training, over reaction/fear/panic etc. Faulty, malfunctioning equipment was sometimes a contributing factor in the causality count. One example: Early issue, design flawed M-16 rifles that were prone to jamming, which got Americans killed due to ejection and loading issues. Another example of a faulty weapon situation, (one that hit close to home), and almost resulted in a disastrous outcome, was partially caused by a broken U.S. Army hand-me-down M-79 Grenade Launcher (Blooper). The M-79 grenade launcher is a single-shot, shoulder-fired, breech loaded grenade launcher that fires a 40 MM grenade out to about 375 meters. The M-79 was designed to be a light weight weapon carried by an infantry squad to bridge the effectiveness between a hand grenade and a mortar. It makes a loud "bloop" sound when fired. In general, (from personal experience), the Marines in Vietnam were routinely issued old, worn out, combat gear, including weapons. The U.S. Army, on the other hand always seemed to be supplied with first rate everything, especially weapons. The reason was simple. They had more money. The Army had a much larger budget because they are a much larger organization than the Marine Corps. When the Army got new weapons, they handed down the old weapons to the Marines. Many of which were not fully serviceable. And the Marines, for the most part, were glad to get them. Because it was way better than nothing . . . Even the A.R.V.N.’s, (Army of the Republic of Vietnam) soldiers were issued more current/modern weapons than the Marines were. Why? Other than the Marine tradition of making do with little to nothing, I have no idea. But it did happen. So, the tendency became to just get used to it, and laugh about it. After all, “It don’t mean nothing” Comic relief is very important in a war zone. Many times, in stressful situations, people in the military tend to laugh about things that may not seem at all funny to the average person but that was a normal reaction, (for the time and place) . Naturally, among Marines you get a lot of dark humor but that's what helps people under stress get through tough situations. We laughed at the craziest things sometimes which could have gone either way. I still remember this one as being weirdly humorous, in spite of the potentially deadly consequences that existed. But I also still thank God it turned out the way it did. THE "BATTLE" OF WHITE ROCK RIDGE My squad of Marines was attached to a convoy of U.S. Army 175 MM and 8 inch SP's (self-propelled howitzers), coming out of Da Nang South bound on Route 1. The "Big Guns" were headed for LZ Baldy which normally would be a day trip, but the road was heavily mined and roadside IED's were a common hazard, so the Engineers were taking their time sweeping and digging and blowing stuff up. We had flankers out ahead of the Engineers for security against enemy snipers, but it was still a slow go. Near sundown, the Army convoy pulled off the road and circled the wagons on a small hill with all the guns pointed outward in a defensive perimeter. The Marines set up about 50 meters outside the ring of guns in two man positions. The Marine Command Post consisted of myself and our new Lt. who decided he wanted to carry the M-79 grenade launcher that day. I told the Lt. I was concerned about the M-79 (Blooper), which had a broken safety and had to be carried with the breech open, then snapped closed when ready to fire, otherwise it had a tendency to go off by itself sometimes. We had the PRC-25 radio placed against a tree and the Lt. leaned the Blooper upright against the tree trunk next to the radio. The Lt. was lying down on one side of the radio and I was lying down facing him on the other side, propped up on our elbows monitoring the nervous chit-chat of the Army guys setting in who were not used to being outside of a secure compound. The Lt. turned toward me, bumping the radio slightly with his elbow, which, in turn, jostled the M-79 that he had neglected to break open when he leaned it against the tree. The Blooper fell flat and went off, with the round landing smack in the middle of the Army Command Post. Somebody yelled Incoming! - and instantly, all hell broke loose with the 175 MM and 8" guns going off in all directions right over our heads. The Lt. and I were rolling around doubled up in laughter for a few seconds, then he said, "I better do something or this may go on all night" He pulled out his map, grabbed the radio mike and called in a fire mission on the enemy mortar position which was a large white rock off in the distance high up on Charlie Ridge The guns quickly zeroed in on the enemy rock and obliterated the target, at which time the Lt. announced the success of the mission and called for a cease fire. We were still laughing and shaking our heads about it the next day, but we were immensely thankful that no one had been injured as a result of the incident. The M-79 was returned to it's normal user and the Lt. arranged for us to get one with a functioning safety. Over the years, I have often wondered how many medals and citations were awarded to the Army gun crews for, "The Battle of White Rock Ridge" And as a result of this unfortunate faux pas I would like to personally apologize to the U.S. Army administration and awards personnel for all the extra work involved and just say, Uh, BLOOPS?
  4. You obviously have no new, creative, or factual response, so you keep scraping the bottom of your empty trash barrel. If that's the best you can do Bob, spare yourself the embarrassment. It's not and never was about treasure. It was, and still is about gold. A sample of which you can witness in my last gold post, "Stuck on Gold", which was detected within eyesight of one of the stone monuments that you referred to. And Luke does alright on his own, without your inept assistance.. At least he makes an honest attempt, IMO, which is more than I can say for the lameness on display above.
  5. Discernment. Skepticism. Life Experience. A liberal education without it being "Liberal" Learn critical thinking. (thinking for oneself) A huge dose of common sense . . . Quote: Dont believe anything that you hear (or read), and only half of what you see.
  6. So was Diogenes. Basically, he found that it doesn't exist.
  7. "Depending on who you support politically any "news" website link posted is biased in one direction or the other, there's no such thing these days as an unbiased new agency" "News" is a packaged product that is slanted and sold, (ratings), by a biased media, to a target audience. The slant may vary in degrees but as long as there are differences of opinion in any subject, there will be a robust market for hot button topics. Truth and objectivity gets lost within point and counter point rivalry, and oneupmanship, (the technique or practice of gaining a feeling of superiority over another person)
  8. Gilaoro, I was just up there in late Feb of this year and everything at the grave sites were still like they always were. People seemed to be respectful of the area. Interesting hand dug well and former home site.
  9. Ivigo, Sympathy is extended to you because of your geographical dilemma, and your persistence is laudable, but your random selection and process of elimination method is an exercise in futility. Einstein had to invent new mathematics but ultimately was successful in reaching his goal, partial because he never gave up and partially because he looked at the world of physics and mathematics through a different lens. Don Quixote, on the other hand, lacked vision. Literally. Even though he was willing, "To fight with his last ounce of courage to reach the unreachable star,” it was an idealistic pursuit. He might have reached his star if he'd had a good pair of glasses and was willing to wear them. Unless you choose to apply a valid method of meteorite identification, and search in an area where space rocks have been known to fall, the odds of you succeeding in finding your "star" would appear to be more than astronomical . . . FACT: "The Serres meteorite, (Ordinary chondrite, black - H4) Fell, June 1818; weight: 8.5 kg found near the town of Serres in northern Greece, is the only known meteorite object to crash on Greek soil, over two centuries ago, and as you probably know, is on display in the Athenian Museum. Reports are that this large meteorite broke up. Research would appear to be necessary and possibly helpful, for a successful find. LOCATION RESEARCH: Buy a good metal detector and consider the possibility of the existence of other space rocks or fragments being in the same general area where this one was found. More common "iron" meteorites might be found as well. Who knows? The location might not be discoverable, but pin down the location if possible. "Exact data about the circumstances of the fall are not known. But, in 1844 the main mass of the meteorite ended up in the Natural History Museum in Vienna. According to historical data, the stone was donated by the regional governor of Serres, the Ottoman Yusuf-Pasha to his physician. The physician brought the two fragments to Vienna and gave them to his former teacher, an Austrian chemist and botanist Johann Andreas Ritter von Scherer. Scherer donated the meteorite to the NHM in Vienna" HISTORICAL/ARCHIVAL RESEARCH: Get Creative with your research; internet, Google Earth Pro, libraries, universities etc. "Meteorite records in the ancient Greek and Latin literature: between history and myth" A catalog of citations related to possible meteorites has been assembled by searching the ancient Greek and Latin literature up to the end of the West Roman Empire (ad 476). The catalogue illustrates the attitude of ancient populations towards the fall of meteorites and extends the record of meteorite falls back in time. The citations are arranged in the catalogue as: i) ‘meteorite falls’, when both the locality and the date of the fall are, at least approximately, indicated; ii) ‘worshiped stones’, when the written and archaeological sources suggest the actual existence of a stone as an object of worship, but the information about the locality and the date of the fall are missing or vague; iii) ‘myths’, when the connection between an object said to have fallen from the heaven and the fall of a meteorite is weak or obscured by mythological traditions. Ivigo, Instead of "Tilting at Windmills" or searching for the Holy Grail, how exciting would it be if you were to find the second documented meteorite in the history of your country? They may be an ancient fall out there somewhere, and not yet discovered. Good Luck and good hunting! Note: The shown photo of the light colored meteorite was inserted in a web site and was also purported to be the Serres. The dark colored photo was obtained from a separate site.
  10. The Unbelievable True Story Of The Greatest Beer Run In History "Drunk ideas, while entertaining, rarely end well. But there are exceptions. Like that time in New York in the late 1960s when a conversation about anti-war protesters led one veteran to set off on the greatest beer run in history. It was November 1967, and a 26-year-old former Marine named John “Chick” Donohue was hanging out at Doc Fiddler’s — one of the many bars and pubs that dotted the neighborhood of Inwood, then an Irish-American enclave near Manhattan’s northern tip. The bartender, George Lynch, began complaining about the anti-war movement that had taken flight across the country. For a lot of vets like Donohue, the marches and picket signs must have felt like a snub. So when Lynch suggested that someone go out there — to Vietnam — and bring those boys some beers to let them know they’re not forgotten, Donohue volunteered to go. And off he went" "What followed was an 8,000 mile, four-month odyssey. Donohue trekked across a war-torn country, talked his way onto transport trucks and military aircraft, all so he could meet up with local guys from his neighborhood and bring them a cold — okay, lukewarm — brew" “A lot of my friends were serving in Vietnam, and I just wanted to go over there and buy them a beer,” he candidly explained in a 2015 video short, in which Donohue met up with three of the servicemen he’d provided with beer in Vietnam: Bobby Pappas, Tom Collins, and Ricky Duggan" "Something of a local neighborhood legend, the story has often been met with eager but disbelieving nods of approval. To set the record straight earlier this month, Donohue, now 73, self-published “The Greatest Beer Run Ever: A True Story of Friendship Stronger Than War,” a book about his beer-hocking trek across Vietnam. Here’s how he got from a bar in New York to a war zone with beers in hand" Donohue took a job on the next ship headed to the war, the Drake Victory, a merchant vessel transporting ammo to the ’nam from New York. He got the names and units of a half-dozen guys in the neighborhood, grabbed a seabag, stuffed it full of PBR, threw on a pair of light blue jeans, a plaid shirt, and headed out. Two months later, in early 1968, he arrived in Vietnam — just in time for the start of the Tet Offensive against U.S. and South Vietnamese troops" "Donohue ran through his beer supply in transit, but stocked up when they hit port in Qui Nhon harbor. “It took two months to get there, so I drank all the beer,” he told the New York Times. Shortly after pulling in, Donohue noticed the unit insignia on a group of military police officers who were inspecting the Drake Victory. They were from the 127th Military Police Company, the same unit as one of the names on his list: Tom Collins. Donohue, known as a smooth and quick talker, pulled one of the MPs aside and spun a sob story about looking for his brother-in-law, gave the man Collins’ name, and then waited. Not long after that, Collins arrived" “I said, ‘Chickie Donohue, what the hell are you doing here?’” Collins told the Times. “He said, ‘I came to bring you a beer.”After sharing a few drinks with Collins, Donohue set off to find the other names on his list. Donohue went from Qui Nhon, to Khe Sahn, then to Saigon, striking off names and handing out beers, then restocking. Donohue talked his way onto convoys, military mail planes, and transport helicopters. He even got caught in the Tet Offensive and was briefly stranded when his ship left port without him. So he hung around, caught up with his buddies on the front lines for a bit longer, and by March 1968, made his way back to Inwood where his beer run quickly became a local legend" "The beer was hardly the point, though. For guys like Pappas who had been having a tough deployment, after learning several old friends had died in combat, seeing Donohue, brews in hand, “gave me a lot of encouragement that I was going to make it back,” he told the Times. “For half a century, I’ve been told I was full of it, to the point where I stopped even telling this story,” Donohue told the Times. But even skeptics of Donohue's story were happy to reward him for the deeper truth it contained. Back home in Inwood, he said, “I didn’t have to buy a beer for a long time.”
  11. Ivigo, we are still eagerly awaiting a photo of your seeing eye dog that you walk with every morning . . .
  12. Do we get to keep "all that we find"?
  13. Those books have reached a lot of people, certainly myself included, and people whom I know that I did not suspect of being "readers". Also folks on the road in diverse locations, such as "Nipomo" Calif. Up the coast and slightly inland. Great food!
  14. In his novels, Tony Hillerman opened a window into the Navajo culture with it's complex world view, belief systems, teachings and traditions, and delves into aspects and insights of Navajo culture and the Dineh way of life. , . The Blessing Way, healing and curing ceremonies, The Ghost Way, an ancient healing ceremony where death is the cure ... The Wailing Wind, Explores aspects of the chindi, the ghost or spirit a person leaves behind after death. A shaman sings the sacred chants, called “ways,” that will purify those who have been exposed to death, and restore to harmony with the natural, sacred world. The Wailing Wind also deals with a long-lost and much-coveted gold mine, and a "nice description of how to build a placer mine for gold in the bottom of a canyon using natural rainfall"
  15. I happened to reside on the Checkerboard Reservation near Gallup when I was about 6 years old. A Navajo family who had a little boy my age lived next door. He didn't have any toys to play with, so we played with the few toys that I had. My favorite toy was a purple colored Roadster car resembling the Batmobile, that I absolutely loved. The little Navajo boy loved it too. At night, I left my toys in my front yard, and they were always gone in the morning. At first I got mad at finding my toys in his yard every morning, and I felt that the boy was stealing them. I would then march over into his yard with a frown on my face and make a show of taking my toys back.The boy would peek out at me from behind a curtain with a big smile on his face and I would frown right back at him.. After awhile, with my mom's help, I came to realize that he wasn't actually stealing, he was just sharing my toys with me. A few months later, when my dad's job took us to other places, I went next door to say goodbye to my little Navajo friend. No one answered the door in time so I had to go. As we drove away, the boy came to the door, looked down, and saw the Roadster where I had left it on his porch. As he picked it up, he had a huge smile on his face. And so did I . . . .
  16. Just to clarify and to answer your question: No, I wasn't talking about politics at all and not necessarily a choice between presidents. Just wondering who or what type of model stands out in your opinion as a good leadership role model, if there is one. I personally am biased on the side of military leaders who are trained in principles of leadership, and who have experience in making tough decisions (for example) I also wasn't trying to name call or insult with any of the above. It's just a old saying intended to be humorous that I grew up with. I guess I should have added a smiley face to show humorous intent . So here's one for yesterday, and one for today .
  17. Correction, por favor. Why is it that the guys who do this type of stuff, always seem to misspell? And the "s" is not even close to the "t" , , ,? No se.
  18. You know Bob, you can go to hell for lying, same as you can for stealing . . . but, just curious, who would you choose? One word answer will do. No politics please. Personal insults and rejoinder are fine, we're on the same page with that . . .
  19. Not even a clad . . .
  20. It took a while for the '49'ers to figure out desert placers too! They threw the big nuggets up on the bank while digging down to bedrock! Where there isn't much constant water, (as in the mother lode country etc), it ain't about the percolation. Flash flooding maybe . . .
  21. C'mon, Weaver, just 'cause it's shiny? Spit the hook out and keep on swimmin' man. . .
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