go go kid
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Oh man, i do miss america, such a butiful place. Would love to watch the salmon too
Happy thread :)
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Jimdamick
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I fished with my cousin & his mates on the Killary Harbour in Galway, Ireland from the backyard of my mothers house, hitting the schools of salmon as they came in from the Atlantic to lay eggs and would use a net & curragh boat for that.
We would save the rod for the lakes & streams
Best day on the water I ever had with was once with my mate & I held the net's end on the shore and then the school of salmon would be encircled and pulled in & harvested.
Took 58 in 1 loop at an average weight of 12lbs each. You should have seen the water boil as we pulled them in
Sold all of them at Hamilton's Market for 2 pounds 50 pence each (around $10) for a total of almost $600 which was a LOT of money for a farmer then, and even now actually.
This is how it was done.
This was the back yard
The little house on the left is where my family lived in Galway, the West of Ireland and where my mother was born along with her 11 brothers & sisters (A good Catholic family)
My family was originally from Ulster, in the North of Ireland, but was "relocated" to Connamara, at that time the worst land in Ireland, (all fecking rock ) by Oliver Cromwell in 1650 to make room for his fucking Scotch Protestants. (Yea, I still hold a grudge/fuck the Queen )
Funny thing is that now that area has some of the most expensive land in Ireland, noted for it's beauty (still all fecking rock though, it can hardly grow a potato, sheep & cattle are what they exist on.
Yup, that house is where I spent all my summers from the age of 7 until Iwas 16, chasing sheep (I owned around 35 once) cutting hay, going to the bog to cut turf for heat & cooking, going to the spring for water (no plumbing) milking cows & after that, fishing.
This is my Da's families back yard
Oh yea, fond memories of those day's and that place
1st pint of Guinness I ever had was here in Leenane at Gaynors Pub after that day we caught all those salmon
If any of you make it to Ireland, go as far West as you can and you'll end up here.(That's my boy )
Tell them your a friend of a Coyne who lives in Connecticut & I guarantee the 1st drink will be on the house
We would save the rod for the lakes & streams
Best day on the water I ever had with was once with my mate & I held the net's end on the shore and then the school of salmon would be encircled and pulled in & harvested.
Took 58 in 1 loop at an average weight of 12lbs each. You should have seen the water boil as we pulled them in
Sold all of them at Hamilton's Market for 2 pounds 50 pence each (around $10) for a total of almost $600 which was a LOT of money for a farmer then, and even now actually.
This is how it was done.
This was the back yard
The little house on the left is where my family lived in Galway, the West of Ireland and where my mother was born along with her 11 brothers & sisters (A good Catholic family)
My family was originally from Ulster, in the North of Ireland, but was "relocated" to Connamara, at that time the worst land in Ireland, (all fecking rock
) by Oliver Cromwell in 1650 to make room for his fucking Scotch Protestants. (Yea, I still hold a grudge/fuck the Queen )Funny thing is that now that area has some of the most expensive land in Ireland, noted for it's beauty (still all fecking rock though, it can hardly grow a potato, sheep & cattle are what they exist on.
Yup, that house is where I spent all my summers from the age of 7 until Iwas 16, chasing sheep (I owned around 35 once) cutting hay, going to the bog to cut turf for heat & cooking, going to the spring for water (no plumbing) milking cows & after that, fishing
.This is my Da's families back yard
Oh yea, fond memories of those day's and that place
1st pint of Guinness I ever had was here in Leenane at Gaynors Pub after that day we caught all those salmon
If any of you make it to Ireland, go as far West as you can and you'll end up here.(That's my boy
)Tell them your a friend of a Coyne who lives in Connecticut & I guarantee the 1st drink will be on the house
topcat
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The stretch is over for most of the plants and they are in bloom now. No ash falling this year and I had the damn 50 ft. privet pruned, so no pollen drifting, either. Those things are supposed to be bushes, or hedges, but will turn into trees if left alone. It's a good year for growing, but the fires and drought take some of the celebration away. Then again, near harvest is when most problems arise, caterpillars and fungus, so I hope I didn't just jinx it.
HGCC
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Got a new job, pretty damn pumped as my current one is super high stress and not nearly enough money for what it is. This is going to allow me to kick some assholes squarely in the dick on my way out. Any chance to stick it to the man is one I take.
No drug test ta boot! Pretty shocked there.
No drug test ta boot! Pretty shocked there.
hanimmal
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Grats man!
Cycad
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I fished with my cousin & his mates on the Killary Harbour in Galway, Ireland from the backyard of my mothers house, hitting the schools of salmon as they came in from the Atlantic to lay eggs and would use a net & curragh boat for that.
We would save the rod for the lakes & streams
Best day on the water I ever had with was once with my mate & I held the net's end on the shore and then the school of salmon would be encircled and pulled in & harvested.
Took 58 in 1 loop at an average weight of 12lbs each. You should have seen the water boil as we pulled them in
Sold all of them at Hamilton's Market for 2 pounds 50 pence each (around $10) for a total of almost $600 which was a LOT of money for a farmer then, and even now actually.
This is how it was done.
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This was the back yard
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The little house on the left is where my family lived in Galway, the West of Ireland and where my mother was born along with her 11 brothers & sisters (A good Catholic family)
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My family was originally from Ulster, in the North of Ireland, but was "relocated" to Connamara, at that time the worst land in Ireland, (all fecking rock
Funny thing is that now that area has some of the most expensive land in Ireland, noted for it's beauty (still all fecking rock though, it can hardly grow a potato, sheep & cattle are what they exist on.
Yup, that house is where I spent all my summers from the age of 7 until Iwas 16, chasing sheep (I owned around 35 once) cutting hay, going to the bog to cut turf for heat & cooking, going to the spring for water (no plumbing) milking cows & after that, fishing
This is my Da's families back yard
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Oh yea, fond memories of those day's and that place
1st pint of Guinness I ever had was here in Leenane at Gaynors Pub after that day we caught all those salmon
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If any of you make it to Ireland, go as far West as you can and you'll end up here.(That's my boy
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Tell them your a friend of a Coyne who lives in Connecticut & I guarantee the 1st drink will be on the house
Jimdamick
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rkymtnman
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Instagram Posts Seal Fate Of Trump-Loving Bodybuilder Who Dragged Capitol Cop
The FBI has arrested Logan Barnhart, whom online sleuths dubbed "CatSweat," with the help of the Sedition Hunters community.
if anybody wants to call his dad's company, here ya go:
lol
Jimdamick
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I blame my Mother for my alcoholic tendencies.
You see, punch is a mainstay of Irish culture
You drink it when your happy or when your sad, when your fit or when your ill (confused?/that's part of being Irish )
Seriously though, punch is used for everything in Ireland & my favorite was when it was used as medicine.
I think I was 6 or 7 and had this awful cold and was all stuffed up and could hardly breathe.
My mother then brought me some of the Irish cure all, some honey & lemon & sugar with hot water & the secret ingredient, a jigger of Jameson..
She brought it over to me and told me, "drink this, you'll feel better"
I did & she then told me to lay back & she covered me up with around 8 or 9 blankets it seemed.
Soon, from the heat of the blankets or the whiskey (not sure which actually) I fainted/passed out in a stupor and went to sleep.(my future )
I awoke the next day with the sheets soaked from my sweat with no cold, it was gone & I felt great (the fuse was lit/I loved Irish whiskey )
Anyway, up until that day I was relatively a healthy boy, but after that day I found myself coming down with a cold on average once a month, alway's calling out, "Ma, I'm sick, bring me some punch"
Go figure (true story )
You see, punch is a mainstay of Irish culture
You drink it when your happy or when your sad, when your fit or when your ill (confused?/that's part of being Irish
)Seriously though, punch is used for everything in Ireland & my favorite was when it was used as medicine.
I think I was 6 or 7 and had this awful cold and was all stuffed up and could hardly breathe.
My mother then brought me some of the Irish cure all, some honey & lemon & sugar with hot water & the secret ingredient, a jigger of Jameson..
She brought it over to me and told me, "drink this, you'll feel better"
I did & she then told me to lay back & she covered me up with around 8 or 9 blankets it seemed.
Soon, from the heat of the blankets or the whiskey (not sure which actually) I fainted/passed out in a stupor and went to sleep.(my future
)I awoke the next day with the sheets soaked from my sweat with no cold, it was gone & I felt great (the fuse was lit/I loved Irish whiskey
)Anyway, up until that day I was relatively a healthy boy, but after that day I found myself coming down with a cold on average once a month, alway's calling out, "Ma, I'm sick, bring me some punch"
Go figure (true story
)
injinji
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CunningCanuk
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Mum's surprise birthday guest backfires as children flee party screaming...
Don't Bogart
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Gonna have to rethink your job. A**holes are kicked in their A**holes...Dicks are kicked in their dicks.
Com'on! Learn to be the one most hated!!
Don't Bogart
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Don't Bogart
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So the heart and the brain and the anus are have a discussion about who should run the body.
The brain says I'm the smartest so it should be me.
The stomach says I supply energy so I should.
The anus says.. well I get rid of bad stuff.
The brain and stomach laugh hysterically.
YOU... your a nothing.
So the anus, upset.. shuts down.
After three weeks The brain and the stomach are in panic.
O.K., O.K. you can be in charge!!
Which proves to be in charge you don't have to have brains or guts.
You just have to be an asshole!
The brain says I'm the smartest so it should be me.
The stomach says I supply energy so I should.
The anus says.. well I get rid of bad stuff.
The brain and stomach laugh hysterically.
YOU... your a nothing.
So the anus, upset.. shuts down.
After three weeks The brain and the stomach are in panic.
O.K., O.K. you can be in charge!!
Which proves to be in charge you don't have to have brains or guts.
You just have to be an asshole!
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