Good story as usual Jim. Thanks again! My stepdad, Paul, has battled environmentalists for years. He likes to hop on a side-by-side and explore the desert east of town, and the mountains to the west. He is often frustrated when the BLM closes roads on the desert, and the forest service closes logging roads in the mountains. He got his revenge though, when he and mother were called to La'ie Hawaii as service missionaries. There used to be a plot of ground behind the PCC where junk cars and huge piles of used, hollowed-out, pineapple cups found a home. A tall forest of green as thick as Hawaii can make it had grown up around, and through, the junk. He spent months slashing at this green until it was all gone😈. Quite a mission for someone who needed to do some environmental venting.😊
Thanks, Adam! Hey, do you remember when all of that open land around town was referred to as ‘public land’? And we could go out and explore anytime we wanted. Sometimes I miss how isolated we were. Didn’t realize how good we had it. Things have really changed.
@@AnOuncePodcast I think we were lucky being so isolated. It made very self-reliant folks. Good times. 🤠 I remember a certain snowmobile trip when a friend of mine rode on the back of dad's machine, and later confessed that he was praying the whole time that he would live through the experience. I knew the experience exactly! Dad finally sold he's snow machines a year ago; due to his face shield and glasses fogging up at full throttle; he ended up climbing up a Quaking Aspen. That one sent him to the hospital where they serviced his brain bleed. He claims that they took the stupid out. It is probably for the best now that he is 83 years old.🧙♂
Good Eye! 🤫Hope RUclips will allow me to dig into the first bit of the video edit that ... If not I guess it will remain as a testament to my persistent fallibility 😆.
Good story as usual Jim. Thanks again!
My stepdad, Paul, has battled environmentalists for years. He likes to hop on a side-by-side and explore the desert east of town, and the mountains to the west. He is often frustrated when the BLM closes roads on the desert, and the forest service closes logging roads in the mountains. He got his revenge though, when he and mother were called to La'ie Hawaii as service missionaries. There used to be a plot of ground behind the PCC where junk cars and huge piles of used, hollowed-out, pineapple cups found a home. A tall forest of green as thick as Hawaii can make it had grown up around, and through, the junk. He spent months slashing at this green until it was all gone😈. Quite a mission for someone who needed to do some environmental venting.😊
Thanks, Adam! Hey, do you remember when all of that open land around town was referred to as ‘public land’? And we could go out and explore anytime we wanted. Sometimes I miss how isolated we were. Didn’t realize how good we had it. Things have really changed.
@@AnOuncePodcast I think we were lucky being so isolated. It made very self-reliant folks. Good times. 🤠
I remember a certain snowmobile trip when a friend of mine rode on the back of dad's machine, and later confessed that he was praying the whole time that he would live through the experience. I knew the experience exactly! Dad finally sold he's snow machines a year ago; due to his face shield and glasses fogging up at full throttle; he ended up climbing up a Quaking Aspen. That one sent him to the hospital where they serviced his brain bleed. He claims that they took the stupid out. It is probably for the best now that he is 83 years old.🧙♂
I remember praying those prayers. Hahaha. Good to hear he is still kicking around - but not scaring little kids on snow machines anymore.
More the just a tall tale? The? Should probably be "than".
Good Eye! 🤫Hope RUclips will allow me to dig into the first bit of the video edit that ... If not I guess it will remain as a testament to my persistent fallibility 😆.