On a good day, you can take shots of the Sun, the Moon, and Venus. Cdr. George Grider (USN, Ret.) describes doing it in his book, “War Fish.”
Zar Belk!
July 15, 2025 at 7:19 am
badger52
After Lewis was commissioned by Jefferson to map the western US and find out “what did we buy?” (basically follow the Columbia to the ocean), Lewis was sent to several expert teachers to acquire those navigational skills, and acquire the most precise of timepieces & compasses, so as to answer what Sam is doing. I would commend to all Stephen Ambrose’s fine book “Undaunted Courage” about that exploration and the prep for it.
Other than better trig tables, some of those things hadn’t changed when my Dad was looking through the nav blister on his B-29. Arrr… a big freakin’ ocean it is.
July 15, 2025 at 2:57 pm
Oldarmourer
When on an away trip with the Argus, it was hard to decide between sitting in the nose watching the sea go by or standing in the nav bubble to look at the stars. Both were a pleasant treat for me that the novelty had long worn off of for the aircrew who didn’t mind you taking their seat so they could get some rest on a 20 hour flight. I never could sleep on anything moving so the Armourer’s comfy little ‘bunk’ on top of the smoke marker storage bin was up for grabs when I was onboard.
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The First Mate puts the ‘sex’ in sextant.
Shooting the sun, or shooting the moon.
On a good day, you can take shots of the Sun, the Moon, and Venus. Cdr. George Grider (USN, Ret.) describes doing it in his book, “War Fish.”
Zar Belk!
After Lewis was commissioned by Jefferson to map the western US and find out “what did we buy?” (basically follow the Columbia to the ocean), Lewis was sent to several expert teachers to acquire those navigational skills, and acquire the most precise of timepieces & compasses, so as to answer what Sam is doing. I would commend to all Stephen Ambrose’s fine book “Undaunted Courage” about that exploration and the prep for it.
Other than better trig tables, some of those things hadn’t changed when my Dad was looking through the nav blister on his B-29. Arrr… a big freakin’ ocean it is.
When on an away trip with the Argus, it was hard to decide between sitting in the nose watching the sea go by or standing in the nav bubble to look at the stars. Both were a pleasant treat for me that the novelty had long worn off of for the aircrew who didn’t mind you taking their seat so they could get some rest on a 20 hour flight. I never could sleep on anything moving so the Armourer’s comfy little ‘bunk’ on top of the smoke marker storage bin was up for grabs when I was onboard.
Arrrrrrh!
Arrrrrrrrrh!
I like this play on words.
What is a pirate’s favorite letter?
C!!! And you thought it was Rrrrrr!
Chris – I’ll be sending my usual via paper after the first of next month.(Gotta pay for the HP first, heh, heh.)
🙂