.Clam Shell Boat Trailer Design Drawings.

I've decided to build a new boat.

My previous boat was left on a giant ass hill top, over looking the ocean; with a crazy old man.

That's another story entirely though.

A horrible, horrible, horrible other story, entirely... Which we will not speak of right now, until some other time.

Never let an impatient person push you into anything, unless you feel 100% okay with the jump.

Here are some pictures of my previously built boat at different stages of completion...

 It's a basic Jon Boat; 4 foot wide, 11 foot long, 2 foot deep, with a conservative displacement of 1995 lbs; but she can take more.

Installed an old 10 person tent on a rib cage made of PVC water piping for protection from the weather while out sailing; which I never got to do in her.

 View from the front with tent deployed.

From the stern, and entrance to the tent proper.

Then this massive tarp deployed over everything to completely water/weather proof the innards, in emergency storm situations.

Installed 26 inch mountain bike front forks and wheels; but placed them in the wrong position for full leverage and learned a lesson there; it is still fully mobile however; just takes a bit of oopmh... A lot easier than moving it without the wheels and lever, that is for sure.

Finished up and kitted out; I then had to move house literally within days/hours of this picture; and within 24 hours of that, had left it on a mountain top with a lunatic who's dog tried to eat my kitten; because he wouldn't help me get it up the loading ramp of the truck; and for some reason; who I gave a painting to after all this; along with my favorite book on farming.

And that was the single worst day of my goddamn life.

Anyway.

Here is the new boat design I am going to be putting together; these are just rough measurements right now, and will probably be expanded from 3 foot wide, to 3 and a half foot wide; and 1.5 feet deep to 2 feet deep, just to maximize inside room space and the addition of a small wrap around shelf.

It's designed to be two independent units, which click together to make a 12.5 foot long boat; then disassemble to make a small camper trailer; that can be stored in a city apartment, and pulled by hand to the water's edge when utilized for boating.

The design on the left hand side is a rough idea for a door, I am torn between one large door, which can operate as a small awning for rain coverage; or two small doors; which would be trickier to get out of without breaking the lower door with my weight.

I have a set of solar panels which will be rigged onto the outside; and an electric trolling motor for propulsion; it will also be rigged with oars, and a Yuloh, (Ancient Chinese Secret.) for extra style points.

I still have to draw up the trailer, but more or less know what it is; a simple frame with bike front forks/wheels; when the boat deploys from clam shell mode; the trailer flips upside down, and clicks into place on top of the bow section; placed flush and out of the way of the passenger(s) up front.

This is an older design from last summer when I first started thinking about a cabin trailer boat cart thing. It's a lot clunkier, but it's also a lot roomier, and potentially can fit a small garden in the top segment; if done with precision.

It cannot however be easily store in an apartment, but would be perfect for living in full time; should one chose to. Which I've considered. Winter here is pretty harsh; but I enjoy it; so it's more of a pleasurable challenge to me than a bad thing. That is why there is a chimney from a small wood stove that is built into the front, utilizing my Solo Stove.

So that's that.

Boat plans, ideas, and future potential.

Should I fuck off from society in my clam shell boat cabin thing; you can be sure when I find free Wifi connections, and will update the blog with whatever the Hell it is that has happened along the way.


Here is a video from when I finished building the hull of the boat; only to realize I wasn't able to lift it more than half an inch, due to it's enormous weight (Used way too much wood, and way too thick wood... Lesson learned... But damn, this thing would survive the Biblical Apocalypse itself...); so that is when I learned how to use levers...

.Good Smoothie Recipe.

After a long day out marauding I like to come home to a good smoothy.

Tonight, while not wanting to waste good things; I found a great recipe by mistake.

Take a bucket of moldy strawberries, cut the mold off; them.

Use black squishy bananas.

Add whatever else.

Blend.

Force your self through the first couple smashes; then wait a bit; then you are golden; drink with caution from there.

After the first half liter; wait for the hot wave of sweat to start on your body; maybe have a smoke or something during that; after this you are golden. Weed goes great as a complimentary dish once you get the drunk sensation.

Try not to kill yourself with it.

Don't do this if you are under legal drinking age; I guess.

The end.

.Thoughts.

So... While zipping through my mind, and the external reality that is while high on mushrooms by myself on New Years Eve (Pre party time.) it became apparent... That THOUGHTS arn't something that you fancy and capture... But rather...

YOU are something THOUGHTS fancy, and wish to capture... The attention and power of.

The more you look into a THOUGHT, the deeper into it you go and the harder it is to find your way out.

Our world is crawling all over with THOUGHTS trying to whisper in your ear, but much like company... The Thoughts you entertain, and the thoughts that will stick around and bring over friends.

So one then has to wonder what kind of company you keep?

It's easy to tell, just go to a party, whoever magnetizes to you,these are the primary thoughts you are dragging around town with you... Should you wish to change the majority of thoughts, simply stop thinking about the annoying thoughts and start powering up better thoughts.

That's actually a lot harder then it sounds.

But that's prolly just a negative wanker thought making me think that, thus I will not allow the Thought to Think for Me, but rather establish my dominance as a Human Thinker (Potentially one day Master Thinker.) over the Thought and tell it to stuff it.

While building my never ending army of the undead....

Err wait...

That's another thing being worked on...

This all does in fact feel insanity inducing when you start seeing the things crawling all over the place, but much like swimming, one gets used to it with the proper time and effort.

Monty Python And The Quest For The Holy Grail - A Dissection And Dissertation On Imagination And It's Influence On An Individual's Life And Environment.

FAN RAGE TRIGGER SPOILER WARNING OBVIOUSLY: IF YOU HAVE NOT SEEN THE FILM (WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?) AND WANT TO; THEN DON'T READ THIS.

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King Arthur, Tim the Enchanter, The Swamp King - All high end DMT production machines, the absolute dreamers and weavers. They gallivant around the world inspired by their highly over imaginative minds into quests and adventures and ideas and realms that no ordinary person would ever even THINK of considering partaking in. Tim the Enchanter is as powerful as he is because he lives in the middle of no where, so no one else is influencing reality in that area, while King Arthur influences the several minds of the Knights of the Round table as well as his own, so while they get chased by monsters and have a glorious old time he cannot shoot fire balls. The Swamp King has stopped travelling and digressed into the physical realm of things, he no longer has eccentric visions and has produced a whiny brat who is unable to even produce his own energy supply as his Vampiric appearance would suggest. Or possibly his father is a vampire and holds him locked up to feed. Either way, the only way the Kings world now can expand is through manipulation of politics due to his atrophied meta physical influence which dropped as he stayed put and stopped moving so much, thus inspiring greater and greater adventures. These people have usually taken a bonk on the head at a young age, or eaten some kind of psychotropic device which causes a massive rupturing of the pinal and pituitary gland activity within the brain. Some lucky contestants are simply born this way.

King Arthur's Men - Well fed by King Arthur's imagination they are rather intelligent individuals who are limited simply by the fact they listen to what they are told rather then think for themselves. A simply mental block keeps them from being the one who bears the Sun emblem as Arthur does and building the reality of their dreams. Tsk Tsk - Even Brave Sir Gallahan one of the smartest of the lot has a hard time simply understanding he needs to use the word Nii to scare the villagers, not the word NEWT... Even after repeated attempts he fails, then finally he understands the specific word has some kind of power, as to what it is, he is clueless as demonstrated by the vicious Nii-ing he gives to the shrubber, this cluelessness is due to the fact he is not listening to anything said around his environment except when specifically addressed to him as an individual, Arthur then has to instruct him to stop Nii-ing the shrubber because they do not wish to attack him, Gallahan is ignorant that the word is even an attack.

The Peasants digging in mud and covered in shit - The majority. Unimaginative, uninspired, and simple not bothered enough to stop living covered in shit all day, when all they have to do is move slightly to the right or left. How dreary.

One even exclaims "Help! Help! I'm being oppressed!" when Arthur offers him up the chance to be part of a ridiculous adventure, when in reality he is oppressing his own self by sticking around to stack mud up on a pile for an unmentioned reason.

The Bridge Guy and French Men - The Living Universe, who sends all the high end DMT machines on these missions places these various obstacles in their path. These obstacles remove the various entities from the quest who are not capable of arriving at the Holy Grail.

The Black Knight - Some guy emulating the black he saw his various obstacles wearing, he doesn't know when a fight is lost, when to back off or even how to think of a new strategy. And for some reason unknown to all just wants to block people from passing a simple point in the path. He is observant of his environment, but not thinking of what to do with it beyond what he has already thought on.

The hilarious part of it all is, right before they get The Holy Grail along comes government control of humans, who promptly arrest the two high end thinkers of the group who are inspiring the whole journey and tell those not capable of thinking for themselves yet who were caught up in the torrent to simply go home, then the historians spin it into a totally different story of our modern day knowledge of King Arthur.