Captain

"Stop dithering and drooling young enthusiast" said Flashasaratwithgoldteeth :big_grin:.."What we must do is get them invited into the Bar and see what...........

.... can be achieved with a T-shirt and a glass of water."

"Did you say T-shirt or D-shirt?" asked Turbs.

"Oh, Turbo" exclaimed Mealia "That possum skin really ...............

Kingy screamed out...........

"Oh ................. I see .................... you are Amelia D-cup. Now that DOES make a difference. And to quote the young enthusiast (who doesn't actually come from the cherry capital, he is just from Queen's Land and is merely youthful) from his post # 4514 "I reckon we could de...err...nominate them to........ '

.....Sorry, beaten again by Captain who's as quick as a Rat up a drainpipe!

......... so the NES heads off in 2 different directions (not that there is anything wrong with that), just like those new videos that have user determined story selections and various endings.

With the giant Rodent dropping taking you to exotic beaches on an empty tank (Where Charlie Kingsford Jones made his immortal quote about 'The only time a plane has too much fuel on-board is when it's on fire')

And the Plaindrivel doing Cherman unter-wear chokes and using the word "devious" to draw in the thong wearing, possum hugging crowd who are sure to drag the NES down and take it into the ....

.."Nahhhh, :Disappointed: I'm not interested in 'twins' dismissed KFS, ....not unless they're made by...."

... Tecnam and they look like the one that has been demostrated around OZ recently."

"Unless, of course, I can strap 3 radials onto a Kookaburra (the little buggers hate that and will peck you like crazy) and win lots of awards for doing it non-stop."

"I think that I need to edumacate this young enthisiast" thought Mealia AirHead, so I'll have a chat with Nancy Walton (good-night Johnboy) about how to turn him away from this flying caper & his plans to run out of fuel before landing on a remote beach somewhere, and turn him on to the fun and depravity of ..............

"You'll need a bigger belt buckle than that if you hit a Passer domesticus in that drifter" scoffed :rolleyes1: a demure (but alleged to be slightly pommie) female voice.

Thompson:big_grin: turned slowly (to avoid extra chaffing :black_eye:) to see whom this mysterious voice belonged.

 

There before him stood five foot nuthin' of big word speaking stude with 'tude, nonchalantly :patch: picking at dried sinew and feather on her blood spattered jacket. ()

 

"Crikey!..(ouch)...who are ...(ouch)...you?" asked O'Dalby, while doing his best to limit exessive movement.

 

"I am Amelia DarkHeart! navigatrix of renoun and expert in mid air Haliaeetus leucogaster euthanasia... :encore:

"Nice to meet ya, Mealia" replied Thompson "For I am the young and enthusiastic modern equivalent of Sir Charles Kingsford Jones."

"Are you really going to fly long distances sitting on that rubber thong?" she asked.

"Yes, because I am brave, true and chaffed" he replied "But as we have just made eye contact, please delay your planned flight over the Atlantic (or was it the Pacific? ..... anyway, don't go down just yet), I will stay away from the Kookaburra and the Great Sandy Desert, please give me a hand to get this thong off over my hips, and we can .......

 

So El Ratski read and re-read the tome that Charles "Turbo" Dickens had written and noted that it was so long that his Ratnovo had almost used up it's 2010 quota of letters and the screen was almost worn out.

 

"There will be no fee, Charlie" said Oliver (Rat) [or is it Fagin], I just want a cat-skin thong that it suitably padded so as to make mine look ............

.... stealthy. Because instead of the familiar flip-flop of the great Aussie thong, Turbs's cat-skin version is silent, however Tomo found one of those rubber thongs washed up at the beach, but it chafed like crazy when he wore it under a pair of skin-tight jeans, with a ...............

 

........ using aviation terms, wandering about in silk pj's, trusting our outboards to operate for more than 3 hrs, and scratching our ...../QUOTE]

...articles.

 

Turbo was eating his breakfast, and nodded in agreement, possum fat dripping from each side of his mouth which he wiped with a piece of old towel hanging from a beam, in a convenient place next to his right hand.

 

"I haven't had an outboard failure in almost a year" he thought, conveniently forgetting he hadn't started the motor in that time.

 

"I have a 100% reliability record!" he said out loud rather indignantly, as he massaged another possum skin into one of those famous g strings now being worn by celebrities on Sunset Strip (who always seemed to have colds going by the constant sniffing)

 

"I suppose that's why they like the fur" he thought.

 

Turbo had been burned by the GFC. People couldn't afford his exclusive cat skins, even when he'd spray painted black rosettes on the brown ones, and stretched the black ones and called them "cougars", so he was now well advanced in changing the product mix to use the skins from the rats which were bred to feed the cats.

 

What he had done over the past three years was breed a group of "fat cats" who did nothing, but ate more rats which produced more skins. His Cougar technology showed these could be stretched substantially - virtually to the size if a cat skin.

 

These were paper thin, but he got out of that one by attaching "Made in China" labels so people just nodded their heads and said "That's what you get from China, but they're CHEAP, and they started buying them in tens of thousands through Target.

 

He had a problem however; he hadn't been able to find a "Stud Rat", and there had been a lot of inbreeding resulting in mangy fur.

 

His thoughts turned to that famous flophouse in Wagga Wagga, and the Rat with the golden tooth.

 

He wondered what the fee would be.......

So El Ratski read and re-read the tome that Charles "Turbo" Dickens had written and noted that it was so long that his Ratnovo had almost used up it's 2010 quota of letters and the screen was almost worn out.

 

"There will be no fee, Charlie" said Oliver (Rat) [or is it Fagin], I just want a cat-skin thong that it suitably padded so as to make mine look ............

 

...we will all start...

........ using aviation terms, wandering about in silk pj's, trusting our outboards to operate for more than 3 hrs, and scratching our ...............

My Aunt reckons that Bryon should stop referring to Planey, in post # 4497, as a "Randy Old Tart" even if it is confirmed on the wall at The Oaks with a phone number

Does anybody know of a source for the plastic connectors that terminate the CHT probes as supplied by Jabiru? I have tried the usual electronic suppliers such as Jaycar without success.Colin

I can't give you a direct answer, but I do think that the total resistance of those systems is critical, so the right bits need to be used. I suggest that you work back from whoever made the gauge that is in your aircraft. I have Dynon units in mine and would only ever use Dynon components if anything is ever needed.

Same comments re the EGT's as well, in my opinion.

Sorry if this is only a part answer, but I hope it helps in some way.

Regards Geoff

An Update

Thanks again to all that responded.

To close this off I thought I would advise an update.

After numerous emails and phonecalls I am advised that CASA will not take these issues any further and neither will RA Aus.

So after all of the constant RA-Aus hoo-hah about safety, human factors and other items ad nausium, it appears that there is "Safety" and then there is "Safety", ....... and it is indeed possible to to fly in the manner I described at Natfly with impunity.

It also appears to be possible to have the book thrown at you for much lesser transgressions.

I think this is a pathetic outcome by all those involved.

..... Tomo said "When I count that way it always ends in 1/2.

As it is 1 1/2, 3 1/2 and 11 1/2."

 

"Wow" said Nanna "Is that your Seneca as well?"

 

"Well" said Tomo coyly (or coil-ly) "I have a .....................

.... an interest."

"I don't have a Seneca" responded one of the more wrinkly NES'ers "Would a Senilecar do?"

Too right it would" responded ..............

...and the legendary...

..... Tomo said "When I count that way it always ends in 1/2.

As it is 1 1/2, 3 1/2 and 11 1/2."

"Wow" said Nanna "Is that your Seneca as well?"

"Well" said Tomo coyly (or coil-ly) "I have a .....................

...math skills without having to remove shoes and socks.

"I'm good with numbers up to 21!" added DitDah :big_grin: as he flicked a stone from under the strap of his chinese rubber work boot. "Why just the other day I....

....... looked down and was able to count to "one."

Then I noticed my feet and could count to 3.

And when I kicked off my shoes and socks I could count to 11 .... but then I noticed ....................."

...More than one...

.... (not that there is anything wrong with that), for a Menagerie eu Trois is always good for the soul, and it helps your ...................

but wait!!! Dit dot had been watching too much Mash and corporal Klinger had been prancing about in one of his dresses again."If I go to work in something like that, the old man might tell me to go home, and then I could sneak off and go flying" mused the young deisel mechanic. "I musn't forget the lipstick though, or the eye shadow, or the rouge, or the frilly............

..... filly over in the corner paddock.

But Tomo was cut short, as Turbo is the modern equivalent of Colonel Potter, and Margaret Hoolahan is represented in the NES by ..........

"Who has been bored (or is it boared), quickly? asked and opined Ahlocks (at the same time). /QUOTE]

 

"Well", piped up Nanna going a bit red in the cheeks. "Some of you flying types ask the most embarassing questions, but you would'nt dare admit to it in front of some of the fine upstanding members that i've come across here.

..... after all" she added "There's ummmmmm ..................

 

Having a board is all well and good, but a fast one... now that is something.

"Who has been bored (or is it boared), quickly? (not that there is anything wrong with that)" asked and opined Ahlocks (at the same time).

"It was .......................

..too the tune of "the court of king caracticus"...

..... using a Ouiga Board instead of a Wobble Board, which assisted communication with Slarti, but made it sound like a ................

....."they clacking me up every time I raff"

"That's enough of that "clacking" (not that there is anything wrong with that)" advised Sratibuttclack who was back and and acting as a Modelator again.

"And what is with all of this raffing on my Folum" asked Ian "This is about the only raff I get these days" he added "As there is not too much raughter at the Board Meetings, where instead of raffing humourlessry, they ...........

ribs... looking up he says.......

..... what's wrong with my libs, Sam?"

Sam thought, postured and leplied "..........................

with his revolving number plates to fool the safety cams.

(Further to post 4460)

 

The Captain can tell his Aunt, that Planey's learnt a lot since the days he was watering a plant on the window sill, which he was told by his son was a Japanese Maple, which we could plant by the water feature in the Japanese garden we once had.

....... and his levolting odor to disguise Ahrox's rack of ...............

Nobu's aunt has had a rot of explerience with smoking Japanese maple, out there in the leraxing garden.

PS ...... The Lat's spouse sends him panning for gold with a colander on their place at Chambers Creek

...with the golden locks, hidden under the cake tin along with....

....... a colander through which she strained her .................

He could always try Bong---Go-Drums

... some possum skin condom-ents, a gold-tooth implant, a bongfire, wear a bongnet to look like a bong-vivant while saying bong-voyage to .................

My Aunt reckons Planey must be from The Oaks Commune, where he knows all of the obscure references and grows stuff out in the garden ........ but for medicinal purposes only.

..are the Dalby twins that caught ditDah's eye made of flesh, bone and other assorted interesting bits or just a pair of old lycomings? :ne_nau:

"Have a look at the rack on that!" interrupted ditdah :big_grin: enthusiastically as scooted out from under........

.... the Ark he was building.

"Geeez it's wet" he added. "I am taking two of everything." he said "Two Rotaxes (Rotii), two Jabiru'ters, two twins (:spruce_up: :spruce_up:) , two packets of condom-ents, Pete & Bess, and ..............

Ratso was well into his half life, and it was interesting to hear the real cause of his CojonesMax, which Turbo has photographed previously.Ratso had always told us he was naturally endowed. Now we can put out a warning to all women to beware of being radiated by Ratso.

"Half-life, smarlf-life" said the Rodent defiantly "And bugger the Big-Banana" he added "I'd prefer a Big-Nanna out here at Woomera Woomera (meaning 'Place-of-many-Woomeras' ... or 'Resting-Place-by-the-River' (which must have been decided after the post Ice Age last rise in sea levels), where I have a Big-Rocket, a Big-Robertson (an R-66 even (so somebody out there must have a quid)) and Pete retracts his words (and his undercarriage) by responding ........................