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fredaevans 10-17-2012 11:24 AM

How did all those 'Port of entry' boat checks go ... looking for NASTIES?
 
As some are aware, Oregon has boat inspection requirements at the main highway points of entry. First real year of this is behind us and how did it go/what did they find?

Boat inspection stations stop 54 infected vessels - Herald and News: Breaking

mcnerney 10-17-2012 01:17 PM

Re: How did all those 'Port of entry' boat checks go ... looking for NASTIES?
 
Fred: Pretty interesting. Wyoming has inspection stations at some of the lakes, but I have never heard what the results of their efforts are, it is interesting the Oregon is seeing those kind of results with just a few stations in operation.

Larry

fredaevans 10-17-2012 04:10 PM

Re: How did all those 'Port of entry' boat checks go ... looking for NASTIES?
 
Ahhhh, and "There in hangs the rub," . How may ways 'in?'

fae

Edit from a frame on my office wall, 'To dream, penchant to dream"

To be, or not to be: that is the question:
Whether 'tis nobler in the mind to suffer
The slings and arrows of outrageous fortune,
Or to take arms against a sea of troubles,
And by opposing end them?

To die; to sleep?

No more; and by a sleep to say we end
The heart-ache and the thousand natural shocks
That flesh is heir to, 'tis a consummation
Devoutly to be wish'd.

To die, to sleep;To sleep? Perchance to dream: ay, there's the rub.

For in that sleep of death what dreams may come
When we have shuffled off this mortal coil,
Must give us pause; there's the respect
That makes calamity of so long life?

For who would bear the whips and scorns of time?

The oppressor's wrong, the proud man's contumely?

The pangs of despised love, the law's delay,
The insolence of office and the spurns
That patient merit of the unworthy takes,
When he himself might his quietus make
With a bare bodkin? who would fardels bear?

To grunt and sweat under a weary life,
But that the dread of something after death,
That undiscover'd country from whose bourne.

No traveller returns, puzzles the will
And makes us rather bear those ills we have
Than fly to others that we know not of?

Thus conscience does make cowards of us all;
And thus the native hue of resolution.

Is sicklied o'er with the pale cast of thought,
And enterprises of great pith and moment
With this regard their currents turn awry.

And lose the name of action.--Soft you now!
The fair Ophelia! Nymph, in thy orisons
Be all my sins remember'd. (III,i)

As a 'Man/Woman" your call, just think it through before ..... 'emotion' and 50 cents won't buy you a cup of coffee.

If you want positive results.


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