The Three Amigos... Sage, Dixie & Wingnut!!!

[Coastal Redneck]

Shots of my three best friends, Los Tres Gatos, doing what they do best here at the ol' hacienda. I'm adding captions so y'all can figure out which cat is which, LOL.



"DIE, INTERNET TROLL, DIE!!!" Wingnut showin' his teeth, LOL.



Wingnut stretched out so y'all can see his coat... Little Wing is half Bengal, half Grey Tabby, hence the tiger stripes & leopard spots. That Bengal streak makes him wild, and he is the best leaper and climber (four-legged variety) that I have ever seen here, he even surpasses Sage, who is an amazing leaper and climber.



"The Wingster" in a familiar pose, the kid needs his rest, 10??? Lemme post these pics to see if they come through okay, I lost the first round already, but I will post a few more if these pics make it through the processor, I haven't resized 'em or anything, they're straight off a CD.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Okay, guess those came through alright, here are a few more:



Sage the Little Gray Tiger laid out on the floor in my room.



Sage again, waiting on more catnip.



Dixie, a fat tortie cat I rescued about the same time I rescued Sage, approximately six years ago.



Wingnut in his old aluminum wok lid (inverted, with wooden handle removed), which he has outgrown, he now has a giant wooden salad bowl for lounging purposes, so he can monitor my activity on that iPad you see in the foreground.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Meh, a few more shots of the three coolest cats on the planet:



First photo taken with all three cats in the frame, chillin' like villains in my room a month or two ago.



Wingnut kicking it on my rack, a chart of my home town on the wall behind him. I put that chart there so I can check it out whenever I'm lounging, and think of all the primo voyages I've made over the years.



Sage & Little Wing scrappin' on the slabs out back, in that area of the back patio where I do a lot of wrenching on bikes, and a whole heap o' boat work. That's Wingnut in the foreground, closest to the camera, sometimes it's difficult to tell the two apart in dim light or whatnot.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Here are some classic shots:



Little Wing on the slabs out back... all the cats like these slabs in the summer, because they're cool in the shade, 10-4???



Mistah Wing (Chinese gong crashes here) kicking it in his new salad bowl, which cost a whopping $3.60 plus tax at a restaurant supply joint, LOL. This bowl is 3" larger in diameter than the old aluminum wok lid, but "The Wingster" is growing so fast that he already fills this wooden number. Fortunately, there's a GINORMOUS WOODEN BOWL available for when he outgrows THIS one, the little varmint.



Little Wing, the mob hit... LOL.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Here's another round of pics:



"ALRIGHT, NOBODY MOVE OR THE WINGNUT GETS IT!!!"



Dixie Cat gettin' robbed down at the catnip ATM... LOL.



Sage with a pistol screwed into his face, just like Compton, North Philly or the Lower Bronx (South Bronx to locals, LOL).

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Hmm, what else do I have for this thread???



Mr. Sagers snoozing on my rack, under the aforementioned chart. Y'all may have heard that relatively old tune "MR. BROWNSTONE"---I sing the same tune to this cat, substituting "MR. SAGERS" while grabbing his forepaws and dancing around with the furry little varmint, LOL.

"WE'VE BEEN DANCIN' WITH... MR. SAGERS..."

Needless to say, the cat doesn't like it too much, LOL.



Mistah Wing trunk surfing the p.o.s. Camry... (Chinese gong crashes here, LOL).



Now Little Wing is REALLY trunk surfing... he has a bad habit of climbing into vehicles whenever the opportunity arises. The other cats hate the car, but Wing gravitates toward it for some reason, I haven't figured that part out yet.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Well, guess I'll give y'all a break, even though I have some hilarious shots of Wingnut reaching for a cold beer and chamber pipe, LOL... Little Wing is quite the party cat, don'tcha know??? Anyway, I'm off to this B-grade flick and maybe another beer (or two, just so I can handle the B-grade flick). Y'all be good, I'm outta here, color me gone, ADIOS!!!

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Hmm, no cat lovers here, eh??? LOL, that does it, I'm posting Wingnut's party shots sometime in the next 72 hours... maybe some shots of Little Wing on the roof, or up on the fence, or staring at the parrots on the overhead wires, that little knuckleheaded varmint. We have a steadily-growing flock of large green parrots which visit the ol' hacienda several times a day during the season, or this time of year when they show up and kick it on the beach. Loud as heck, those parrots, but in a good way... and they add some color to our lives, 10-4??? You should see Little Wing jump up and run outside when the parrots start squawking, or see Wing jump up and leap onto the high window sill above my rack to get a better look at the birds, LOL. Ah, well, let him dream... the same way he dreams about catching the hummingbirds round our feeder, which I've purposely hung high so as to be out of Wingnut's reach, that blasted varmint.

 

[B&CMC]

The B&CMC are cat lovers.

NOT our three:



Our three:

Rick



Lulu



Sierra



Their basic skills are being cute, keeping us company, and turning food into poop.

Whenever I dust off the little Hondas, I find that a lot of it is cat fur.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Aw, those cats are beautiful, especially Sierra, that cat got me elderly mum's vote for cutest cat o' the trio. Me mum, she's 88, used to play violin for Tommy Dorsey back in post-WWII years, now she has some serious medical conditions and I'm the guy looking after her, which is alright because it's a labor of love, and I also helped pay for this house, 10-4??? Anyway, I always share cool cat photos with her, since they brighten her day, just as our three rescue kittehs brighten our day, when they're not tripping us up, making a mess outta either end, and generally trashing the rooms and furniture like old school rock stars tearing up hotel rooms and whatnot, LOL. Meh, they give us unconditional love, even if it is at a price (food, medicine, beer for Wingnut, etc), and the cost of their upkeep isn't that great... a whole lot cheaper than these monkeybike repairs I'm making, AYE??? Once I'm done bringing my little offroad rocket up to speed, I'm gonna get some shots of the cats in the bike seat, even if I hafta duct tape their paws to the seat and bars, LOL.

"BO-R-R-R-N TO BE WI-I-I-L-L-D..."

Or maybe one of those songs on the Crusty Demons soundtracks, LOL. Hey, thanks for your reply, I was beginning to lose faith in this site, don'tcha know??? Now I believe I'll crack another cold beer and figure out where I'm gonna buy those pesky clutch & front brake levers mañana... maybe Little Wing can help me, once I grease his paw with a cold beer, 10??? Oh, yeah, I forgot to say that the "We're so high right meow" pic is HILARIOUS, even me beloved elderly mum liked it, so you're alright in this household, the historic hacienda here in this seaside ghetto known as Coronado... you can Google this dump, but why bother??? Technically, it oughta be listed as part of Mexico, PFFFFFFT. And one day it will, if these liberal Democr@p trash keep buying foreign votes with taxpayers' money, the traitorous scum o' the earth. People wonder why I hate all scumbag politicians... one look at what this country has become will provide an answer. From the greatest superpower on earth to a Third World dump, all in record time, LOL. I'm sure glad I went OTR and saw this country BEFORE it was RUINED by these political greaseballs... I feel as if I stole a march on my generation, because I saw the country as nobody ever saw it before, and nobody will ever see it again, thanks to these disgusting, traitorous political trash bought and sold like so many ear-tagged cattle, 10-4???

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Maybe I can post those shots tonight, maybe not... Little Wing's party daze may hafta wait till I'm back from my offroad adventure, LOL.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

This Fontana race is pretty good, but the potholed and seam-sealed track reminds me of our streets here in Dago, LOL... nice weather for the race, though, those tires will be sticky with the track temp the way it is. Might mean more tire swaps in the long run, but at least the drivers know they can rely upon the rubber, despite the messed-up, undulating track surface. They really oughta resurface this track, I think the only reason they don't is to add challenges, PFFFFFT. There's a bridge in National City here in Dago that was improperly poured and has an undulating surface like that one stretch of Fontana... like taking whoop-de-doos in the big truck, a full-on suspension check, LOL. Meh, going back to that track temp, that's why I used to really like riding my rice rocket out in the desert, on roads like S-2 where a rider could really open the throttle in every gear, doing "a hundred-and-a-half" no problem. Road surface hot, tires sticky, no worries, aye? Except for that windblown sand, eroded "cheese grater asphalt" in sections, suicidal wildlife including slow-@$$ desert tortoises, the whole nine yards... traffic not really an issue if you're far enough out, especially during the week, which is why I made and still make a point of going out there when it's uncrowded, same way I'll take the monkeybike out during the week on every trip. Enough said, I'll be back later to post some shots of the cats, sometime later this afternoon or evening.

Edit: Meh, pretty tired, guess those Wingnut pics will hafta wait for another day, LOL. Boy, this whole weekend has flown by fast, I'm still in recovery mode from my recent adventures... I have a pretty full schedule for this coming week, but I'll try to find those classic shots of Little Wing, Sage & Dixie, so I can add them to this thread. With two projects still in hand, I hafta admit that my room, fairly large as it is, looks like a garage workshop with tools and parts all over the place, LOL. The bike is in a smaller back room that we use for storage purposes, I don't want my baby exposed to the elements under the old wooden shotgun shack carport... the only dust and dirt that winds up on my bike, I'll put there myself while out riding the trails, 10???

 

[Coastal Redneck]

More shots of Sage, Dixie & Wingnut...

Well, I found some more shots of the three kittehs, lemme post 'em so y'all can see my Three Amigos in action... or not, LOL.

















There's Little Wing cutting loose with the cold beer and chamber pipe full o' chronic, LOL. Maybe I should get a "weed card" for Wingnut so he doesn't get hassled by any lying greaseball cops or Scrub Strap-On Epic Darwin Failure D.A.s, AYE??? LOL. Oh, yeah, that fat tortie cat is Dixie, a real sweetheart and perhaps the best-behaved cat on the property, even though she does hack hairballs and grass and whatnot all over my utility carpet and Mexican blankets. Sweet cat, ol' Dixie Girl, and that's no lie, she spends a lot of time with me on that rack shown in the pics, with the chart of the bay above it (so I can dwell upon all the primo voyages I've made over the decades, LOL).

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Salton Expedition II

Y'all have heard me squawk about sailing the length of the Salton Sea, something few if ANY other living small craft sailors have done, so I figured I'd post a few shots of that memorable adventure, to include shots of my primo free bivouac site and Expedition Base Camp in Painted Canyon in the Mecca Hills outside Mecca, CA, AYE??? That site put me within a few short miles of my launch site the following morning. I intend to return to that same canyon and bivouac site, and ride my little monkeybike through all those badlands you see, as the main dirt road winds through the badlands for quite some distance. Not sure about the legality of green sticker OHV riding, but this area is NOT frequented by badge-sportin' scumbags, and GOOD RIDDANCE, LOL. There's some deep sand here and there, but the dirt road is mainly washboard action, and the nearby side roads & trails aren't that bad, just gotta watch for deep sand and angled ruts at speed, 10??? Alright, here we go... Kirrbby & EngineDoctor, I'm posting these shots specifically for you hands, who've been helpful to an old rogue dinosaur like me, LOL. You partyers at this site, you'll like that classic Crudweiser shot taken as I kick back later in the voyage... I would've preferred a bottle of Samuel Smith's Winter Welcome Ale in the photo, but hey, we can't ALL be NAUTICAL HEROES, BWAHAHAHAHA!!! Damn, sometimes I slay myself...



























Alright, those are just a few shots of Salton Expedition II, wherein I sailed the length of the Salton Sea, 10-4??? Anybody here who thinks the shots are pinner, all I can tell ya is: "GO DO IT, LOL." Ya might find that it's NOT quite as easy as it looks. BTW, that's the NSYC or North Shore Yacht Club in that fifth shot, the renovated yet historic building with the portholes in it. I launched "The Fish" in the small basin behind that building... winds gusting over 20 knots and the boat screaming like a banshee outta that basin on a broad reach, a fast point o' sail for "The Fish" under ANY conditions. And that shot of my wake??? Sheeee-it, for the first two hours of my voyage I sailed WAY FASTER than that, LOL. Just for the record, the way you best monkeybikers here at this site ride, well, THAT is precisely the same way I sail aboard small craft, 10??? Extreme small craft sailing is what I do best... always has been, always will be until the day I give up the ghost. Riding, well, I'm a pretty good rider on 125s and 250s and whatnot, but this whole monkeybike scene has been like Rodney Dangerfield going "BACK TO SCHOOL"---the minibikes I rode decades ago did NOT have the power of this little offroad rocket of mine. Meh, that's why I'm here, to learn more about my bike, once I do THAT I'll ease on outta here and leave y'all alone. In the meantime, enjoy the goddam Salton pics, you won't find their like anywhere else, I GUARAN-F_____G-TEE IT, and a C-NOTE to anybody here who dredges up better Salton photos, LOL.

'NUFF SAID, I'M DONE HERE TONIGHT, MORE WINGNUT PHOTOS TO FOLLOW LATER, THE LITTLE VARMINT. ADIOS!!!

P.S. Those mountains you see to starboard in shots #6 and #9, those are the Santa Rosa Mountains I mentioned earlier in one or more of my posts, 10??? You can Google the range and see some PRIMO SHOTS, but riding my monkeybike up that main dirt road might require some serious stealth action, LOL, as in taped-up plates, phony rigged lights and signals gleaned from a cycle salvage joint, PFFFFFT. Badge-sportin' greaseball will run the plate and come up with a freakin' Hayabusa, LOL... "YEAH, DUDE, I CHOPPED IT, WHADDYA THANK???" LOL x infinity.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

More shots for ye olde thread...

 

[Coastal Redneck]

WTF, more pics, LOL...

Here we go:



























Meh, figured I'd repost the piratical Wingnut shot, the four aces shot, and the classic Spades-for-Eyes number with ye olde doctored pirate skull, AYE??? That one heller skull rig only lasted for one or two voyages, go figure, but at least one hot chick sprayed: "OMFG!!!" Everyone else laughed.

Mission accomplished, LOL.

Edit: That skull shot is a real piece o' work, it used to have empty eye sockets and two crossed cutlasses beneath it, same as the opposite side of the sail, but then I created the poker hand with the four aces on one side, and afterward I ditched the skull for the Z-Flex logo. Meh, no worries, I'll probably go with some old school Led Zeppelin and Pink Floyd logo ripoffs here shortly, LOL.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Well, I'm off to whack some weeds and do some repotting and replanting, before that ol' sun gets any higher... while I have the weed whacker out, I might as well give the three cats their summer cuts. Citizens of the Lower 48 and Southern Canadian Provinces, if y'all hear any screeching and caterwauling, pay no attention to it, the cats always kick up a fuss when it's time for their summer haircuts, 10-4???

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Holy Mackerel, 3-1/2 hours of weed whacking, but both yards are done, along with both parking strips, and I only ate one metric ton o' dirt and rocks while knocking out this ugly chore. Still pickin' rocks and 40-grit dirt outta my teeth, but that's to be expected when ya only whack weeds twice a year... perhaps I should do it more often, but I hate the miserable task with a passion. To me, Hell is not a place where the Devil sends you to the Fiery Pit, it's where He hands ya a freakin' Weed Whacker and instructs you to whack tall weeds for the duration of your stay. Oh, yeah, and the line has to be the kind that ties itself into a Gordian Knot at the least provocation, 10-4??? Wouldn't be the same otherwise, and where the heck is Alexander the Great when ya need his sorry @$$??? LOL. Ah, yes, I just LOVE whacking weeds, no doubt about it... I postponed the good part, the repotting and replanting business, until it cools off again, it's just too hot under the direct sun. Besides, I've already showered and I'm having a cold beer, which I must admit has NEVER tasted better, LOL. The cats are all squared away too, licking their wounds after receiving their gen-yoo-wine "Screaming Eagle" 60-Airborne-Second Cuts (and 59 seconds were already GONE, LOL). No worries, they'll live to give me grief beyond measure... they're good haters too, they know how to make my life miserable, LOL. Well, I reckon I'll finish this beer and grab another, my own wounds are aching after I got peppered by rocks, dirt, shrapnel, etc. That weed-whacking business is dangerous, BB guns have NOTHIN' on weed whackers for puttin' out your eye, and THAT'S no lie, I had boulders the size o' Rhode Island ricocheting off the lenses of my shades this morning like machine-gun fire off thick armor in the heat o' battle, LOL. And the rest o' my face??? It didn't fare quite as well, and I can now assure all site members & guests that Pacino has NOTHIN' on me... I feel as if I got falling-down drunk and landed on a "spike strip." Meh, nothing a few cold beers won't cure---ObamaCare at its FINEST!!! Time to bail and hit the fridge, but I'll be back later like a bad rash to add more observations, 10???

 

[Coastal Redneck]

Well, I spent another three hours this morning in the garden, repotting certain plants and putting others into the ground. So far, so good, I still have a few larger potted plants to put into the ground in the back yard, but they can wait another day or two. I'm trying to get rid of some pots, particularly those with rims or curled edges... we have those pesky Brown Widow Spiders here, which pose a serious health hazard to humans, and those spiders like to hang out under pot rims and fence rails. Real PITA, those spiders, one bite can send a person straight to the hospital, particularly a child or an elderly person. Prolific breeders too, those Brown Widows, their spiky egg sacs are unique because they resemble WWII naval mines---no other spider on earth produces such a spiky egg sac. You see just one egg sac on your property, you'd better start an eradication program, otherwise the things will overrun your property, and that ain't no lie. We're not big on using poisons here, not only because we have pets, but also because we grow food out there in the yard (mainly citrus trees). I've found the most effective way to combat these Brown Widows is to go out at night with a flashlight (or headlamp) and a can of Spider Killer, then specifically target the Widows by searching for their funky webs, which are usually found down low between pots, patio furniture, plants, house, etc. These are not orb spiders, they don't spin neat geometric webs, they tack their webs together every which way, and sometimes you'll find a "riser" or vertical thread leading to some hiding place where the spider hangs out and/or lays it egg sacs. Otherwise, you'll find the spiders hanging upside-down in their webs, the reddish-orange hourglass mark clearly visible... in this position, they are easy to kill, just one quick squirt of spider killer does the job. Normally, I don't care about spiders, they're good to have in the garden to cut down the bugs (especially flies in summer), but these nasty little Brown Widow critters ain't no joke, one bite could finish off my elderly relative with serious existing medical conditions. You hands out there with kids and elderly folks in your families, you want to watch for these Brown Widows on your property---once they gain a foothold they are extremely difficult to eradicate. Alright, that's enough rambling about that topic, time to watch this soccer match between Portugal & Serbia. Guess I'll be picking up my bike sometime this week, no worries, when it's ready I'll make a run to Bear Valley & Corral Canyon for a riding session, and take pics of some of those trails out there for all you monkeybikers at this site.

 

[Coastal Redneck]

A couple o' links for the cool hands here, courtesy of Wingnut:

http://vimeo.com/109662377

http://home.comcast.net/~biplane0/

Can't speak for Wingnut and his F-18, but I flew with Addison in that ol' Stearman Sr. Speedmail... best flight I've ever taken in my life, modern commercial aviation has nothing on that ol' Speedmail, which used to land on farm roads in the middle of nowhere to deliver and pick up mail.