Tuesday, September 28, 2010
Monday, September 27, 2010
Friday, September 24, 2010
Thursday, September 23, 2010
Monday, September 20, 2010
Sunday, September 19, 2010
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
Tuesday, September 14, 2010
- #2 thwart stretcher cracked and a portion broke off, that needs to be repaired.
- Replace the sailing bilge board with the solid rowing bilge board (we're not using the sailing rig).
- The boat plug needs to be cleaned and lubricated.
- Trailer axles need to be greased - again - they look dry to me.
- Inventory the Monomoy's Boat Box, report all discrepancies.
Camping this weekend is at the preference of the participants, however we are bringing the marines' squad tent, blankets and spare sleeping bags for anyone that wants to use them. Food will be provided by Mr. Woodard in Danville so if you care for anything other than fried chicken, please let him know immediately.
Second, execution. The Monomoy will be departing Norfolk no later than 1500 on Friday afternoon, expected driving time is 4.5 hours. We will be rolling slowly (55 mph and under) and stopping regularly to monitor trailer and towing vehicle - the hills on US 58 are no joke and will give us a run for our money. I still need a volunteer to move the Super Secret Project materials. On arrival Friday evening, we will park the trailer and make camp at the site reserved for us. No boats will be in the water Friday.
Saturday morning, we will muster around 0800, inspect the boats and make ready for launching at 0900. Uniform for active duty Navy personnel is gold over blue PT gear. The Boy Scouts will assist in launching all boats. Starting immediately thereafter we will being introductory instruction in the Monomoy. Intermediate level instruction will take place starting at 1100. Around 1400, after lunch and a rest break, we will pass a tow and make for the secluded end of the lake, where the "Super Secret Project" will be unveiled. Expect to wrap up operations around 1800 with recovery of all boats. Dinner will be provided by the Boy Scouts.
Logistics concerns for Saturday are a supply of potable water for the boats, and breakfast and lunch for NHS participants, both of which are being handled by Mr. Woodard.
Sunday, the Norfolk group will start back in caravan around 0900. Again, expect slow going (under 55 mph) the whole way, with frequent stops.
Positions for this weekend - PO Bryan has Coxswain U/I under myself or Mr. Atherton (if attending). Mr. Sturiale and Mr. Filler will have charge of the marines in their appointed positions (LT/SGT). Mr. Atherton has seniority, followed by Mr. Sturiale, Mr. King, Mr. Filler and PO Bryan, in that order.
Monday, September 13, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
I am William King and this is my personal expression.
I recently visited an antique militaria show in Richmond, and while I was there balking at the ludicrous prices of most items I ran into some WWII navy reenactors. They actually had a good thing going, they were a "recruiting party" and were typing up enlistment forms, taking pictures and pretending to do various admin jobs. The whole group consisted of people dressed as a CPO, a Lieutenant and there were a handful of kids in enlisted uniforms doing various "duties". It was a cool getup and many people had fun. But I couldn't escape the nausea looking at the Chief's poor insignia placement or the Lieutenant's wrinkled uniform and tan timberlands. Is this what it is like to be reenacted? I've often thought of what historical folks would think if they could see us today - would they think we're being silly? I have to think so, based on my own small experiences, such as this one. The problem, or at least the contradiction, is that I'm a reenactor myself.
The point is, that as often as we'd like to think we're honoring our historical predecessors, we aren't. We are doing historical activities to educate ourselves, each other, and the public who see us, and learn more about history by diving into the context of another time in contrast of the modern world. It is silly, but I like it, and I admit it is all about me, my friends and anyone else who'll join in. Sorry, dead historical figures. But at least those people are dead, and probably could care less about my funny clothing and strange fascinations.
I had a great day today, very productive and full of good things. That is, of course, until I started reading tonight about all the 9/11 commemorations, where everyone and their brother decided to jump up on a podium and hawk the anniversary and their own agendas with it. You bastards. My stomach turns all over again, like looking at the goofs in navy khaki all over again. Go grease your skids with someone else's grief people!
I, in the words of Xeni Jardin, am "Honoring 9/11 by refraining from... ...using the event as a mule to carry the cause/burden of my choosing".WK