Newfie wrote:Hardy critters; engine and man.
Alfred Tennyson wrote:We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Moving goods by roads didn't work. The roads weren't fixed up that the romans built until the late 1700s.
Doly wrote:Moving goods by roads didn't work. The roads weren't fixed up that the romans built until the late 1700s.
Roads are good only if they are regularly maintained. Mind you, canals need maintenance, too. It's just that for a period of time in England it was more practical to move goods by canal than by road. Carts take more horsepower than barges.
Alfred Tennyson wrote:We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Newfie wrote:If the whole world goes to hell, or Mad Max, we will meet them there and they will have necessary skill sets we don’t.
I look up to and admire these guys. True Grit.
...I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk 'til dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke, too
Ain't too many things these old boys can't do
We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
Because you can't starve us out
And you can't make us run
'Cause we're them old boys raised on shotgun
And we say "grace" and we say "Ma'am"
And if you ain't into that we don't give a damn
We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the western skies
And we can skin a buck; we can run a trout-line
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name, just hillbilly
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
And I'd send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
I'd love to spit some beech nut in that dude's eyes
And shoot him with my old .45
'Cause a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive...
Alfred Tennyson wrote:We are not now that strength which in old days
Moved earth and heaven, that which we are, we are;
One equal temper of heroic hearts,
Made weak by time and fate, but strong in will
To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield.
Newfie wrote:Saw that slogan in a bumper sticker just last week.
Dairy farmers and commercial fisherman will outlive cockroaches.
https://en.m.wikipedia.org/wiki/Streetc ... th_AmericaBy the mid-1880s, there were 415 street railway companies in the U.S. operating over 6,000 miles (9,700 km) of track and carrying 188 million passengers per year using animal-drawn cars.
Tanada wrote:Newfie wrote:If the whole world goes to hell, or Mad Max, we will meet them there and they will have necessary skill sets we don’t.
I look up to and admire these guys. True Grit.
You know growing up poor anywhere is alike in that you learn survival skills for your specific environment from a young age. There was a popular song a couple decades about it in country music, "A Country Boy Can Survive"
Newfie wrote:Absolutely. Nothing like a few years of grunt labor to peek your interest in higher education.
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