10 Deadliest Snipers in History. #1 Gives Me Chills.

My friend Esther Ziegler Burns had this at Facebook.

“Extreme marksmanship has been a part of war ever since firearms became the tools of choice. There are just some people who can do things with a rifle that others cannot.

The following list contains what we believe to be the 10 deadliest snipers of all time. The list may not be ordered based on the number of confirmed kills or the longest shots made, but by taking into account an entire career.”

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10 Deadliest Snipers in History. #1 Gives Me Chills..

I took a few snaps of the storm clouds that were moving into my corner of the Southeast Kern County Desert yesterday while heading to work.

I figured, why not? I keep the old trusty Kodak Z-612 in my truck at the ready for any kind of opportunity.

To the North toward the Rand Mountains
To the North toward the Rand Mountains
Looking at the Southern Sierras
Looking at the Southern Sierras
From Twin Buttes Road and Cal City Boulevard lookng North
From Twin Buttes Road and Cal City Boulevard lookng West

 

Looking West toward Boron and Barstow
Looking West toward Boron and Barstow

 

A few pictures of the Desert

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Long since abandoned
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It may have been a ranch at one time
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Looking North toward Red Rock Canyon, The Eastern Sierras and on to Ridgecrest
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This used to be the Honda Engineering Proving Ground
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Looking south along Neuralia Road
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The junction of SR 14 with Randsberg-Redrock Road.
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The 14 and 178
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Just Because
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Self explanatory
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Red Rock Canyon State Park from the 3000 foot level
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The Fremont Valley
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Honda Proving Ground
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Yep
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Drifting Sand………………..

I went to Ridgecrest today to get a temporary handicap placard. I remembered to take my camera.

Flygirlpainter got it finished

Simply the best looking helo paint scheme I have ever seen…………

I thought the HSM-35 Magicians one was killer and I saw it at the Miramar Show.

This one is the best.

Scorpion 100 Bureau Number
Bureau Number
Scorpion 100 Dog House
The Dog House
Scorpion 100 nose
The Nose
Scorpion 100 tail 1
Left side of the pylon
Scorpion 100 tail 2
Left side
Scorpion 100 tail 3
Right side
Scorpion 100 tail 4
Tail Surface
Scorpion 100 tail 5
Tail surface close up
Shayne Scott Jim
Signed by the artists
Shayne with HSM-49 CO Bobby Brown
Shayne Meder and HSM-49 CO, Commander Bobby Brown

The Navy Helo Community seems to like Shayne’s work!

 

Waxing Poetic……………….again

I can’t help it, I like this song.

Counted the stars on the 4th of July
Wishing they were rockets bursting into the sky
Talking about redemption and leaving things behind
As the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line

As fierce as Monday morning feeling washed away
Our orchestrated paradise couldn’t make you stay
You dance with the horses through the sands of time
As the sun sinks west of the Mendocino County Line

I have these pictures and I keep these photographs
To remind me of a time
These pictures and these photographs
Let me know I’m doin’ fine
I used to make you happy once upon a time
But the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line

The two of us together felt nothin’ but right
Feeling you near immortal every Friday night
Lost in our convictions left stained with wine
As the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line

I have these pictures and I keep these photographs
To remain me of a time
These pictures and these photographs
Let me know I’m doin’ fine
I used to make you happy once upon a time
But the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line

I don’t talk to you too much these days
I just thank the lord pictures don’t fade
I spent time with an angel just passing through
Now all that’s left is this image of you

Counted the stars on the 4th of July
Wishing we were rockets bursting in the sky
Talking about redemption and leaving things behind
I have these pictures and I keep these photographs
To remind me of a time
These pictures and these photographs
Let me know I’m doin’ fine
We used to be so happy once upon a time
Once upon a time
But the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line
And the sun sank west of the Mendocino County Line

Flygirlpainter does her thing on a brand new 60 Romeo for HSM-49, The Scorpions

Shayne Meder

Master Sergeant

United States Air Force

Retired

Damn this gal does some seriously awesome work!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

She is doing the HSM-49 MH-60R CAG Bird as she has done all of the Helo Squadron CAG Birds based at NAS North Island.

I asked her if I could blog the progress of this project and she said to take them from Flygirlpainter at Facebook and to go for it. I have done two at http://oldretiredpettyofficer.blogspot.com/ already. Then I realized that not everyone reads that blog, so I am saturation bombing on a less regular cycle here at ATJT………………….

Please enjoy, my friends!

another clue
Masking Off for all those colors
bad assery in progress
Lay out work
hammer time
Detail Stuff
here's looking at you
Business End
hsm 49 patch
Official Squadron Patch
masked all day
Masking the Pylon
peeps
She brought the Peeps!
scorpion red
Scorpion Red!
Stinger 100
Stinger 100, Factory Fresh!
teaser
The Tease
the nose
The Nose
the red is on 4 April 2015
The Red Is On

 

Desperados Waiting For A Train……………………

Haunting isn’t it? I have had a fondness for this song………………..As I get older………..perhaps it has meaning? Only G-d knows that……………………………….

I played the Red River Valley
He’d sit in the kitchen and cry
Run his fingers through seventy years of livin’
And wonder, “Lord, why has every well I’ve drilled gone dry?”

We were friends, me and this old man
We’s like desperados waitin’ for a train
Desperados waitin’ for a train

He’s a drifter, a driller of oil wells
He’s an old school man of the world
He taught me how to drive his car when he was too drunk to
And he’d wink and give me money for the girls
And our lives was like, some old Western movie
Like desperados waitin’ for a train
Like desperados waitin’ for a train

From the time that I could walk he’d take me with him
To a bar called the Green Frog Cafe
There was old men with beer guts and dominos
Lying ’bout their lives while they played
I was just a kid, they all called me “Sidekick”
Just like desperados waitin’ for a train
Like desperados waitin’ for a train

One day I looked up and he’s pushin’ eighty
He’s got brown tobacco stains all down his chin
Well to me he was a hero of this country
So why’s he all dressed up like them old men
Drinkin’ beer and playin’ Moon and Forty-two
Jus’ like desperados waitin’ for a train
Like a desperado waitin’ for a train

The day ‘fore he died I went to see him
I was grown and he was almost gone.
So we just closed our eyes and dreamed us up a kitchen
And sang one more verse to that old song
(spoken) Come on, Jack, that son-of-a-bitch is comin’

We’re desperados waitin’ for a train
Was like desperados waitin’ for a train