answer to wiki answers The water is not always the same on two sides if a boat?

There is a Finnish proverb. "The water is the same on both sides of the boat" It is wrong!
Yes. As a pearl diver I was sleeping in a small boat on the barrier reef and the tide was going out at a fair rate of knots and at a point from the reef the water went under the boat and disappeared into the depths. There was a line where this happened and not being anchored we found this phenomena as the boat drifted to it.

Gallaway steam engine

As an apprentice I worked in the billet mill at AIS Pt.Kembla. On down days we were assigned to work in various parts of the mill. In the soaking pits the billets were red hot and in the crane over the the soaking pits had to be worked on while the operation could not stop and the temperature was over 140 degrees and you could not put your spanners down cause if you did they were too hot to pick up again. We worked five minutes on and half an hour off. On one occasion I worked in the Galloway steam engine the largest horizontal steam engine in the southern hemisphere. I could stand in the high pressure cylinder and the stroke was probably 10 feet long. This engine drove the mill to produce railway lines, the rolls were 36 inches diameter and this engine nearly stalled when the rolls were squeezed to close. It was about 5 thousand horse power. They also squeezed down steel ingots to be used in the billet mill, the steel started as from memory 3ft square and went into the mill at about three miles an hour and came out the other end at thirty miles an hour. Some times we had a cobble, that's when the steel goes the wrong way and comes out the side of the mill and goes any where and the process can not be stopped till the steel stock is threw the last rolls. There is a fifty ton billet that is squeezed into a three inch billet and all this steel is wrap around the mill like spaghetti then it cools and hardens and has to be cut up with oxyacetylene. At the end of the mill the steel is cut into billets to feed the wire mill, this is done on the flying shears at thirty miles an hour the blades slam shut every two seconds at the end of each billet, each billet was about forty feet long. From the billet mill the billets are reheated to white hot again and put threw the wire mill rolls and the length of the wire is a mile or more long after this. The blokes who worked there were cool to watch as they grabbed the red hot steel and sent it back the other way threw the second rolls and again threw the third rolls.

woodchip power

The following add appeared on the internet.

Say no to woodchip power
Burning native forest wood for electricity is bad for the climate!

I think this statement should read...."Say no to woodchip power".
Burning native forest wood for electricity is bad for the Trees.

The solution to global warming

The biggest thing to warm the globe is the electricity . So if you want to reduce global warming turn off the globe!:) cheers Stewart

Blinky Bill is dying

The habitat for all native animals in Australia is under stress, I personally have found platypus that have been mauled and killed by domestic dogs. It is not a nice site, Kookaburras that have been taken in flight by domestic cats, the height that a cat can leap vertically is amazing (2 metres). The photo shows a lizard that frequented our place. It was about 6 feet long and stood two feet high even the dogs were afraid of this fella, I saw him take down a wild cat with the snap of his jaws, the cat didn't see it coming. He waited till the cat was in snapping reach and that was it. Then there was the time I was mowing the long grass near the house on a hot day and was confronted by a brown snake. He had me dead to rights and was standing with his head three feet off the ground and was swinging side to side ready to make a strike. I froze on the spot and he knew I was there and didnt know where to strike as the mower was going and giving off heat. He had a heat source but wasnt shore which to strike at. It stood what seemed like 5 minutes, waving from side to side. When these fellas bite they keep up the attack until the prey stops moving, biting multiple times with deadley results. It was my fault as I came on him by supprise and he didnt want the fight and he lowered to the ground and slithered away. This brown snake frequented the house and could get into the roof and would lay in wait for mice and you could here the recoil when he struck his prey at night .I think it was pretty neat to have wild life so near the house. We had to keep our food in an old fridge that didnt work but it kept the mice out of the food. Every one used to ask why we had two fridges in the kitchen. cheers Stewart

Rabbits stew

When I was eight my father decided that he had enough with share farming and would go to the big smoke and work.
My mum and my brothers stayed behind til dad found a place to live.
One of the chores was to empty the night soil and to do this we had to dig a hole and bury the stuff. Well the ground was as tough as nails and as dry as a bucket full of sand. It just had to be done.
On this one memorable occasion while carrying the pan full of goodies to the hole my oldest brother on one end of a pole and me and my other brother were on the other end. It was heavy and my oldest brother was backing up and he fell into a rabbit burrow and all the glorious contents went over him. You could have heard the hollows and screaming on the other side of hell.
There was a lesson learned that day ("he who bashes his brother gets covered in shit"). No more digging holes as the rabbits dug them for us.
On the next occasion of the great pan dump, (that's where the term I'm going to have a dump came from.) We scouted around for a suitable rabbit burrow and the contents of the pan were dumped down the hole with the thumping of ground from under foot as the rabbits made there escape. I don't know which the bunnies were running from the smell or the thought of being buried alive. But us being pretty pore had that covered as well and had nets draped over the exits. The rabbits came out of those burrows at a hundred miles an hour straight into the nets. When mum cooked tea for us that night it was rabbit stew and it went down a treat. From that day forth we never dug a hole for the pans contents again. We also new that there was a good feed that night as well. So if you live in the Dorrigo area of NSW, you now know why the rabbits are so big it was all that food we gave them. cheers Stewart