G'day all, been off the grid playing soldier boy in pucka for three weeks. When I say it was cold that is a understatement. I missed you blokes!
Now to read all the threads I missed.
It is most absurdly said, in popular language, of any man, that he is disguised in liquor; for, on the contrary, most men are disguised by sobriety. ~Thomas de Quincy, Confessions of an English Opium-Eater, 1856
trthskr4, I've done plenty of time in the sandbox.....although only in a technical capacity, what can I say......War pays well! Rudi, Puckapunyal is 1.5hrs north of Melb.
It is most absurdly said, in popular language, of any man, that he is disguised in liquor; for, on the contrary, most men are disguised by sobriety. ~Thomas de Quincy, Confessions of an English Opium-Eater, 1856
CoopsOz wrote:trthskr4, I've done plenty of time in the sandbox.....although only in a technical capacity, what can I say......War pays well! Rudi, Puckapunyal is 1.5hrs north of Melb.
Yeah, a layover on a flight is too long in some places there.
15 gallon pot still, 2"x18" column with liebeg condensor on propane.
Modified Charles 803 w/ 50gal boiler, never ran so far.
So it was you making all that noise was it, coops. ? Many a fine time I've had at Pucka.
blanik
Simple potstiller. Slow, single run.
(50 litre, propane heated pot still. Coil in bucket condenser - No thermometer, No carbon) The Reading Lounge AND the Rules We Live By should be compulsory reading
blanikdog wrote:So it was you making all that noise was it, coops. ? Many a fine time I've had at Pucka.
blanik
Nah, not us Graham.....that was the arty boys, I'm merely a sig.......i'm all about the passage of information, we leave the explosions to the big boys. Having said that, without my sat dish those fella's don't know where to aim all off that ordnance.
BTW, I know you jest when you say " many a fun time at Pucka", nobody has ever enjoyed themselves out at the PMA.
Tracker, I don't know of tit hill....I know I spent time on Dellars hill, colson's hill and a whole lot of other spot heights that I'd rather forget.
It is most absurdly said, in popular language, of any man, that he is disguised in liquor; for, on the contrary, most men are disguised by sobriety. ~Thomas de Quincy, Confessions of an English Opium-Eater, 1856
Merely a sig!!!!!!!!. I was a sig in NST some fifty years ago but finished up as a Staff Sargeant instructor at Officer Cadet Training Unit teaching junior officers how to become officers and gentleman. Clearly, I failed.
I really did like being at Pucka twice a year. It got me away from the boring city life and humdrum of being in a job that I hated. Not to mention an escape from a job I hated.
Simple potstiller. Slow, single run.
(50 litre, propane heated pot still. Coil in bucket condenser - No thermometer, No carbon) The Reading Lounge AND the Rules We Live By should be compulsory reading
We had to carry a rock up and bring another one down, tracker but that was before your time there. The hill is a little lower now cos a lot of mad pricks in my platoon seemed to enjoy running up and down the sod of a thing, and consequently we wore a few feet off the bastard.
Simple potstiller. Slow, single run.
(50 litre, propane heated pot still. Coil in bucket condenser - No thermometer, No carbon) The Reading Lounge AND the Rules We Live By should be compulsory reading