("Roger" wrote)
good stuff snipped
When I was 16 I was doing the dynamiting for a number of the local
farmers. I used to go up to the hardware store and purchase dynamyte
and caps by the case along with a big coil of fuse. Now days I doubt
I'd even qualify for a license even though I do still own the farm.


1990 was the last time I got to play with the fun stuff. Only it was the
(modern) tube of pink caulk looking stuff. I was delivering bulk farm
fertilizer at the time.

Fertilizer raw indgredients were piled up15 ft high in big three sided (20'
x 40') concrete bins. The fertilizer would get hard after sitting a few
weeks. We'd climb the piles, drill four or five holes, slip in the charges
and blast. Then the monster loader would scoop up the chunks and deliver
them to the mixing station. Pretty safe - except breathing the air!

We had a "super safe" OSHA rated box for storing the pink "boom" "boom"
stuff. I've forgotten the trade name for the explosive tube packs we used.

Again, pretty tame experience on my end - not like I was tooling around with
blasting caps strapped to my waist g.


Montblack
"It blow'd up. It blow'd up real good"