Finally my boat is back after having a bath in a 5% detergent solution. I think things will be a little slippery the first time out thanks to AQIS.
In the meantime I’ve had a bit of time to get the ball rolling for Belmont, and catch up on the latest in the mothosphere.
Although I’m loathe to give it oxygen, it was fun to get a bit of a ribbing in the latest episode of the Mothcast. A little less talk a little more action was a good call, albeit a little cheap coming from someone who contributes so little to the class. Online or off.
It was also interesting to listen to a perspective of the recent Worlds formed via the Internet. When we were in Cascade Locks, we joked how different everyone’s recounting of the same events were, so in a way it’s not surprising to hear an account so divergent from reality given the multiple sources of information.
Not surprising that it goes hand in hand with the statement that no development goes on in Melbourne. Ha.
Though as a hack blogger, I couldn’t let the premise that to blog is to lose stand without correction. The absence of evidence is unfortunately not the evidence of absence. Given all the recent Moth World Champions have a blog in one form or another, along with various facebook profiles, and youtube or twitter accounts. The premise doesn’t stand up to proof, let alone logic.
Perhaps when a non-blogger actually wins an event we can reconsider a better thought out argument. Though it’s probably easier to stand back and claim anything when you don’t actually have to back yourself up at the Worlds.
Who said anything about cheap points?
A bit of a shame. I just hope Dave’s scientific approach to equipment development is based on surer ground. Otherwise it might make Rohan’s approach look rigorous by comparison.
In the meantime, the blogosphere rolls on. Filled the verbiage of both the vain self promoters and those who are passionate and confident enough about what they do to want to share it with anyone. The poor insecure tinkerers can meanwhile safely hold onto their precious secrets and their dog-eared copies of theory of wing sections in relative anonymity, hoping to strike it lucky with their likeminded puddle-dwellers while everyone else gets on with the business of making things better. Or they could get sailinganarchy logins.
I look forward to listening to what happens in Dubai. When I’m actually there.
PS. I love you too Dave.