Lesson #1; An Introduction to Operating a Lathe

Prior to setting up the cylinder onto the lathe he wandered across the wood shop in search of yet another tool that was required in the preparation of the lathe. Inside my mind I kept thinking respect the tools, followed by respect the process to understand the proper lathe methodologies. In this hand was a…

Headstock vs Tailstock; An Introduction to a Lathe

Rising early this past Sunday morning at an unusual eight-thirty-three in the morning I leapt out of bed to get the kettle brewing, and grab some breakfast. As I did not want to be late to my father-in-laws home as it was a forty-minute drive from the City. Today, I would begin my first ever…

To Lathe or not to Lathe; That is The Question?

Every time I have stepped into Grandpa’s woodworking shop it fascinates the curiosities inside the visual being that I am. This workshop holds a lifetime of stories and I’ve only been fortunate enough to glimpse into the belly of the beast upon occasion when the man whose hands have carved, crafted and produced thousands of…

Chasing Aurora Borealis; How Does One Accomplish This Feat?

It all started a few weeks back when a guy on Instagram that I follow started posting these elaborate images of Aurora Borealis with spectacular colours or pink and white hues. I’d never seen something so mystical and beautiful in the skies. Previously when we lived out west of the “Big City” we would catch…

From the Driver’s Seat; Five Years in a Company Vehicle

One afternoon I’m diligently typing away on the keyboard inside my office when my boss stopped by to discuss the latest issue we were having on a large multimillion dollar project and converse about the request for a pay raise. The issue dealt with we began discussing renumeration and he informed we were denied for…

A Warm Welcome; Returning to the Driver’s Seat

Some people when they learn the total number of times that we have flown across the Pacific Ocean they gasp in disbelief then we lure them into the insanity of our lives with a bunch of stories about being independent worldwide travellers and they gasp in disbelief for a second time. I’ve never been able…

Public Transportation; A Second and Third Dose

After racing around Arizona and primarily the city of Phoenix, I sold everything I owned and moved North across the imaginary line between its neighbouring country; Canada. During the transition from one location to the next sometimes you need to suffer consequences of choices made and in doing so you will relive a period of…

Three Rides in Three Years

Twenty-four months of using a plethora of public transportation in Australia led me across the world to the United States to meet up with a couple of friends and travel by plane to Central America landing at Tobías Bolaños International Airport in San Juan, Costa Rica. We spent the next 3 1/2 weeks traveling across…

Modes of Transportation; An Alternative to Owning an Automobile

The Boeing 747 landed on the tarmac at Brisbane Airport on the 2nd day of February 2002, the temperature when we landed was 29 degrees Celsius (84F) the sweat poured down the side of my face as I used several napkins to control this initial blast of heat. List of Vehicles Used   Ages 28…

A Life Lesson from Buying a Truck

Nearing the end of my weeks in the Pacific Northwest I knew I would require a vehicle to transport all of my belongings to my next destination back in Colorado prior to my departure for Australia in a year’s time. At the time I didn’t want to merely rent a U-haul truck and drive across…

Five Years, Two Cars and a Motorbike

Fourteen months of walking, taking the bus and hitching rides from friends to get back and forth to college and work, I had finally raised enough cash to buy a new vehicle. But I wasn’t looking for a classy vehicle. I just needed something to get me through the next six months because then I…

Hobbies; Where do You Get Them From?

This morning as we sat down for leftover Indian lunch I looked over my plate of food and said, “Hey wife, I was thinking maybe I should get a new hobby?” She giggled and pointed to my cellphone then replied, “Isn’t playing chess online your hobby?” Looking up I starred at her then back at…