scout, this has been hashed and rehashed here so many times you need to only do
a search and come up to speed.

scout, a lighnting strike can have One Hundred MILLION volts or more. your
punny efferts to divert it are of no consequence.

scout, the term you wished to use was "physics", not "mathematics".

scout, I suggest you buy a St Christoher medal and be done with it. for it is
fact of physics that nothing is better than a St Chris medal. nothing.

Electricity never behaves erratically, only logically, following very strict
rules that can be defined mathematically.
Is it your opinion that protection is impossible? Or are you saying adequate
protection is impractical?
Scout

"JAXAshby" wrote in message
...
How many folks have lightning "proofed" their boat?

nobody. nada. zip. squat. zero. though I suppose you can find some
people
who hope and pray they spent enough money to do so, but they didn't. God
is
gonna get 'em anyway.

Then your argument is not with me, but with Albert Einstein, who said,
"Mathematics is the language of the Universe."
I'm not ever sure how you can suggest the mathematics and physics can be
separated.
Scout

"JAXAshby" wrote in message
...
scout, this has been hashed and rehashed here so many times you need to
only do
a search and come up to speed.

scout, a lighnting strike can have One Hundred MILLION volts or more.
your
punny efferts to divert it are of no consequence.

scout, the term you wished to use was "physics", not "mathematics".

scout, I suggest you buy a St Christoher medal and be done with it. for
it is
fact of physics that nothing is better than a St Chris medal. nothing.

Electricity never behaves erratically, only logically, following very
strict
rules that can be defined mathematically.
Is it your opinion that protection is impossible? Or are you saying
adequate
protection is impractical?
Scout

"JAXAshby" wrote in message
...
How many folks have lightning "proofed" their boat?

nobody. nada. zip. squat. zero. though I suppose you can find some
people
who hope and pray they spent enough money to do so, but they didn't.
God
is
gonna get 'em anyway.

swcount, you are a high school student's limited mind. read just a single book
and now you are an expert.

and swcount, don't quote Sailor Al out from left field. it makes you look stew
ped.

Then your argument is not with me, but with Albert Einstein, who said,
"Mathematics is the language of the Universe."
I'm not ever sure how you can suggest the mathematics and physics can be
separated.
Scout

"JAXAshby" wrote in message
...
scout, this has been hashed and rehashed here so many times you need to
only do
a search and come up to speed.

scout, a lighnting strike can have One Hundred MILLION volts or more.
your
punny efferts to divert it are of no consequence.

scout, the term you wished to use was "physics", not "mathematics".

scout, I suggest you buy a St Christoher medal and be done with it. for
it is
fact of physics that nothing is better than a St Chris medal. nothing.

Electricity never behaves erratically, only logically, following very
strict
rules that can be defined mathematically.
Is it your opinion that protection is impossible? Or are you saying
adequate
protection is impractical?
Scout

"JAXAshby" wrote in message
...
How many folks have lightning "proofed" their boat?

nobody. nada. zip. squat. zero. though I suppose you can find some
people
who hope and pray they spent enough money to do so, but they didn't.
God
is
gonna get 'em anyway.

I have had so many experiences with lightning near misses over the years,
boat and otherwise, that I am positive that is how I am going to end it
all....
and if you read all the stuff out there, there is really no way you're going
to protect something that waves a giant metal or wood stick in the air
screaming "Hit me"...Yacht-L has had some really long winded discussions on
the subject that cover everything from "cones of disruption" to sticking a
lightning rod up there....go to their archives and have fun reading 10 years
of ongoing banter....
"Scout" wrote in message
...
How many folks have lightning "proofed" their boat?
Did you make your own modifications or buy a package? What systems are
better than others?
Have you ever been hit?
Scout

well, from what I've seen, it's ugly but quick.
Scout

"katysails" wrote
I have had so many experiences with lightning near misses over the years,
boat and otherwise, that I am positive that is how I am going to end it
all....

Scout wrote:

well, from what I've seen, it's ugly but quick.
Scout

All right, I'll bite. Who was it, where, when, how, aftermath,
who cleaned up? SPare us none of the crusty crispy details.
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It was 30 years ago, almost to the day. I was an 18 year old tough guy
working a summer job to make some book money for college. I was working the
7AM-3PM shift at a factory called Strick Trailer. An August storm, born of
high heat and humidity, was upon us. A co-worker had ridden his Harley
motorcycle to the factory that morning, but his wife, concerned for his
safety, had driven the 60 miles from their home at the Jersey Shore to pick
up him and his bike with their truck.
Ah, irony. At 3:05, as we ran to our cars to avoid the drenching, I saw him
loading his bike on the truck, when a flash was seen and a boom was heard,
so loud that all the War Vets instinctively dropped to the asphalt. It took
a second or two before I heard the screams of his wife. I ran over to the
truck to help, as did a few others.
I'm no doctor, but this man was dead dead dead. His eyes looked like big
fried eggs. He smelled like a cross between burning chemicals and roast
beef. His hair and his clothes were smoking. His bike was charred, as was
the back of his truck.
The ambulance showed up and took him away. I made my way across Rt 1 to a
go-go bar known for serving minors. I drank heavily and played pool, vaguely
aware that naked girls were smiling at me for dollars. I looked at their
bare breasts and saw only his big fried egg eyes. Somehow I got home, puked
in the driveway, slept out back in a lawn chair and woke up in time for work
the next morning.
Scout

"Flying Tadpole" wrote in message
...
Scout wrote:

well, from what I've seen, it's ugly but quick.
Scout

All right, I'll bite. Who was it, where, when, how, aftermath,
who cleaned up? SPare us none of the crusty crispy details.
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Ah well, I did ask.

Scout wrote:

It was 30 years ago, almost to the day. snip

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"Scout" wrote:
It was 30 years ago, almost to the day. ...

How awful.

Seahag

Well, that was truly gross.....was your psyche affected forever? And Mr.
Sails wants to know "Where is this bar?"

"Scout" wrote in message
...
It was 30 years ago, almost to the day. I was an 18 year old tough guy
working a summer job to make some book money for college. I was working
the
7AM-3PM shift at a factory called Strick Trailer. An August storm, born of
high heat and humidity, was upon us. A co-worker had ridden his Harley
motorcycle to the factory that morning, but his wife, concerned for his
safety, had driven the 60 miles from their home at the Jersey Shore to
pick
up him and his bike with their truck.
Ah, irony. At 3:05, as we ran to our cars to avoid the drenching, I saw
him
loading his bike on the truck, when a flash was seen and a boom was heard,
so loud that all the War Vets instinctively dropped to the asphalt. It
took
a second or two before I heard the screams of his wife. I ran over to the
truck to help, as did a few others.
I'm no doctor, but this man was dead dead dead. His eyes looked like big
fried eggs. He smelled like a cross between burning chemicals and roast
beef. His hair and his clothes were smoking. His bike was charred, as was
the back of his truck.
The ambulance showed up and took him away. I made my way across Rt 1 to a
go-go bar known for serving minors. I drank heavily and played pool,
vaguely
aware that naked girls were smiling at me for dollars. I looked at their
bare breasts and saw only his big fried egg eyes. Somehow I got home,
puked
in the driveway, slept out back in a lawn chair and woke up in time for
work
the next morning.
Scout

"Flying Tadpole" wrote in message
...
Scout wrote:

well, from what I've seen, it's ugly but quick.
Scout

All right, I'll bite. Who was it, where, when, how, aftermath,
who cleaned up? SPare us none of the crusty crispy details.
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