This is just a repost from Cool Tools, Ben Hanna about the Advanced Elements Inflatable Kayak. I am wondering about getting around to do work in the spring and having this in my car instead of my sit on top for coning on top of it.
The Advanced Expedition inflatable kayak has allowed me to get out on the water more often than I ever would with one of its hardshell cousins.
Because the boat fits in the trunk of my car and can be carried solo in a duffle bag, I find myself using it when the hassle of loading a more traditional kayak onto a roof rack and muscling it around would dissuade me. Using a double action pump it can be set up and ready to go in under 10 minutes, and the break down is even faster. It just deflates and folds back into its bag.
While it doesn’t track as well as a hard bottomed boat, it more than makes up for this with its incredible stability. Buoyed by two high-pressure inflatable tubes that form the 13.5 foot frame, the boat withstands moderate waves and can carry up to 400 pounds. Standard spray skirts fit and keep the inside snug and dry.
I have used it to surf waves, paddle with sea lions, and as a kayak escort for swim races. In all cases I have been able to keep up with fellow kayakers.
I highly recommend this for kayakers who want a full size boat but don’t have a garage or the space to keep one!
Ben Hanna
Where in the world is the oddest place I have heard of recently for gold prospecting? The sidewalks of New York. This guy from Queens has discovered enough bits of diamonds, rubies, platinum and gold, on the gritty sidewalks of Midtown’s Diamond District to make a living.
“The streets of 47th Street are literally paved with gold,” a giddy Raffi Stepanian, 43, of Whitestone told The Post last week when a reporter discovered him on all fours — armed with tweezers and a butter knife — digging through cracks in the sidewalk in a driving rainstorm.
DANIEL SHAPIRO
“The percentage of gold out here on the street is greater than the amount of gold you would find in a mine . . . It comes close to a mother lode because in the street, you’re picking up gold left by the industry.”
Read more: http://www.nypost.com/p/news/local/manhattan/prospector_scours_sidewalks_for_ReKRNWajHnjJhKSoW5Il6L#ixzz1figqmzVS
This morning I was out on my toy motorcycle, Lucy’s younger sister, and took a spin down to the Grand Central Bakery for cinnamon rolls. TheGoldCone staff all maintains motorcycle endorsements and while the crack Marketing and Programming staff is in Chicago for the winter and Lucy is about to be put up on blocks bringing the official end to the prospecting season one more time, we have to ponder what the NYTimes is asking: Is The Era of the Motorcycle Over?
For our part, we own Droids, we Root, we Mod, we RemoteDroid, we Hack and so we own Motorcycles and ride them, for no apparent reason.
Danny Lyon/Magnum Photos
Shiny toys: In 1966, crossing the Ohio River in Louisville, Ky.
By FREDERICK SEIDEL
ARE motorcycles passé? Are they sort of over? I ask as a rider of two-wheel Italian beauties that go very fast, gracefully streamlined subsonic technology from the Ducati factory in Bologna. I own two sport bikes and two racers. I ride racing motorcycles on the street. One of my motorcycles is capable of nearly 200 miles an hour. I write prose about motorcycles. I write poems about motorcycles.
So I ask with some authority. Are motorcycles — even superb and lovely Italian motorcycles from the land of Donatello and Bertolucci — being replaced as love objects, as arm candy, by other more contemporary show-off desirables?
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