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Horse Isle 3 Update – Hang Gliders are here!

(Also the long awaited ice skates and skis.)

But in the mean time, hang gliders!

First, here’s what it says on the site:

+ Must find a high point to launch from. Launch succeeds when open air roughly 3 meters in front of you.
+ Hang glider automatically pitches down to prevent stalls.
+ Pitch Forward (Descend) with Up Arrow (W)
+ Pitch Backward (Go Up) With Back Arrow (S)
+ Steer with mouse/Arrows
+ “Super Woman” award added. First level achieved with 1000m of total hang gliding distance.
+ Added 3 Course Air Rings 10m, 25m, 50m high
+ Added course requirement which will Auto-Start the Hang Glider equipment if owned.
+ Courses For Hang Gliding will be quite difficult. Expect to have to forfeit a lot 🙂
+ Hint: Record a location at the top of mountain before jumping so you can quick travel back if (you) want. (GOOD TIP, JOR!)

Hang Glider Essentials

Now that you’ve read what the site has to say, here are the things I’ve discovered when hang gliding.

You will need 10,000 Essence with 1,000 of that having been earned in Fjords, to buy the hang glider.  Once bought, it doesn’t require fuel or anything like that.   You can launch from any mountaintop, mesa, cliff, fjord, et cetera.

It doesn’t seem like the most fantastic way to travel because you can only travel a few klicks at best but is great for short term exploration, finding resources or new puzzle areas.  It’s also just boatloads of fun and the flight controls are easy.

The wind is not a factor with speed, only descent.

There was a recent update including an altimeter on screen to the lower left.

The shortcut key is }.  Looks like a hang glider.

You cannot launch from a balloon or while falling in the air – you have to be on a solid piece of ground.

You can stretch your glide a bit by flattening it out, but do so carefully.  Best glide is around 20 to 21 MPH, or 32 to 33 KPH, or so I’ve found so far.

The hang glider colors are based on your profile, same as carts, kayak, etc are.

Speed:  You will fly faster if you are descending faster.   So far when I’ve been gliding best with as little sink rate as possible, I’ve been flying at between 19 and 25 MPH.  I saw 70 MPH one time when I was descending too fast though.  The trick is to handle your wing angle really carefully so you don’t accidentally dump all your lift.

Protip:  

Turn up the world sound effects and you’ll be able to hear the wind as you glide.  As you pitch the nose down, you will hear the wind get louder.  Pull the nose up and listen as the wind gets quieter – it goes silent before it stalls, just like in real life.  If you pitch the nose down again at that point you can glide a lot longer – play with it a bit and you’ll get the hang of it.  Basically if you pick up speed you can trade it for a little extra lift, and get to keep most of that if you avoid the stall recovery.  I was able to boost my best glide distance considerably within a few flights of doing that.

Launching Spot ideas:

Basically you want somewhere that’s high up, has sloping terrain around it, and has a fairly sharp dropoff.

Mesas

Tall Alpine mountains

Beach Spirals

Fumaroles (if you can get to the top, that is)

Tall Fall Forest or Jungle Mountains

Fjords if you don’t mind landing in the water

Ice Cliffs

Tall Redrock cliffs

Tall towers and other buildings now work for launches!  Yay!

(Update as of 5/21/20)

The club Whistler has a wagon to a course called Big Air, that is on a truly massive peak.  It’s a great place to launch from.

…and let me know if you have more ideas!   Pictures of the hang glider are below.

 

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Click  HERE or go to the HI3 site and put in my user ID, 1023.   Whenever you buy your first subscription, you’ll be rewarded with 10 Esroh Essence (good for more energy) and 1000 gold dust to help you along!

Horse Isle 3 – Rare Items

Many times when trying to complete a quest or create just one more bottle of that rare dye, you will need to look for rare items or areas.  These things will still be difficult to find, but here are some tips that will help you have a better chance.

Basic tips:

If you just need an ingredient but it doesn’t matter where it came from, check the shopping boards to search player shops.  Shopping boards look like a big sign and can be found at most clubs.

You can also use Pitcher Plants to get rare items.  Rare items come from using Wishing Coins too but it’s more rare.  Pitcher plants can be found in swampy areas.  TigerTon’s wagon also has a cheap route to one.  Caveat:  Gathering an item from a pitcher plant doesn’t count for quests.

Some clubs have wagon routes to commonly needed rare areas.  For example, Blood Ruby Knights has a wagon that goes to Fire Flowers.  International Space Station has a wagon that goes to Snow Ghosts and Crystal Flowers.  Check the club profiles and wagons for updates.

If you do use a Club wagon to get to a rare area or resource, take only what you need.  After all, other people might need it too.  If you need to gather a lot, it’s probably best to find your own area and save it as a Travel location so you can come back on your own.

If you get to an area that has resources you need, but someone has picked them, either find another resource area or come back the next day.  Stuff regrows in just a couple days.

If you need to know what a rare flower or plant looks like, build a Planter on your ranch.  The plants will be exactly the same as you would find them in the wild, so you can look at them from various distances and get better at spotting them.

Below are pictures of various resources and where they can be found.  In some cases I’ve included a distance shot as well as a close up so you can get an idea of what it looks like when riding.

Saffron Closeup
Saffron Flower
Saffron Contex
Saffron is found in mesa Valleys – green areas on top of mesas
Desert Rose
Desert Rose
Desert Rose Context
These are found in Desert Oases, green areas in dunes
Red Rose Closeup
Red Rose
Red Rose Context
These are found on Sandstone clifftops
Poppies
Poppy
Poppy Context
Found in Stone Forests – around the columns
Mullein
Mullein Flowers, found near Stone Forests
Salt Pinch closeup
Pinch of Salt
salt pinch area
They look like grey rocks in Salt Flats
Crystal Flower
Crystal Flowers
crystal flower 2
Grow in Snow, most often near Snow Ghosts
Nightshade 1
Black Nightshade
Nightshade 3
Grow in Decay Biomes

 

 

Fire Flower
Fire Flower
Fire Flower in Caldera
Grow in Volcanic Calderas

Volcanic Calderas are a pain in the butt to find on your own because they are rare but obvious once you see them.  They are in Volcanic Biome, of course, and look like a massive black mountain.  If you see whitish gray steam or smoke coming from the top, you know you’ve got yourself a caldera.  Head to “Where the Drafts Go” Village if you want to see one.   Not every caldera has fire flowers, either.  They grow where the lava pools are.  The volcano below no longer exists, I did the screen grab during Beta.

Volcano 2

Not a player yet?  Interested in joining? 

Click  HERE or go to the HI3 site and put in my user ID, 1023.   Whenever you buy your first subscription, you’ll be rewarded with 10 Esroh Essence (good for more energy) and 1000 gold dust to help you along!

 

Follow up to my article on The Haunted Mission

In autumn of 2017 my mother visited my home in Tucson.  One of the things we did together was visit the San Xavier mission, which is the oldest in the US and is called “The White Dove of the Desert.”  During that time I had some pretty strange things happen to me, as detailed in this article from July of last year.

The Haunted Mission

I hadn’t thought much about it till everything changed during this Covid-19 pandemic, when I started catching up on things that I hadn’t had a chance to see or do in normal life.  Among those backlogged items was finally watching a couple of episodes of The Dead Files that a friend of mine appeared in.  He’s a local historian and they used him as part of some of their investigations.  One in particular had bearing on my story, it’s an episode that first aired only five months ago.

The Dead Files Season 11 Episode 5: Desert Curse Sahuarita, Arizona

Several things come up in that episode but in case you don’t want to watch the whole thing, a dangerous entity is discovered that is a dead man, claiming to be a priest, who has the goal of tormenting the living and also dragging spirits to his church where he torments them and keeps them trapped there.  They go into some detail on this during the episode.

Sahuarita, Arizona happens to be very close to the San Xavier mission.  I couldn’t possibly have seen this episode before my visit or even before I made the last blog entry, yet there are aspects of my experience that really line up with what is said about this demonic priest-spirit.

Food for thought.

So if anyone is interested in investigating paranormal phenomena, this is a good spot – I’d love to see the results from more sensitive instrumentation than I have.   There might be an interesting magnetic anomaly in the area, or something else.  Who knows?  Unfortunately I don’t really have the tools to make any kind of conclusive determination.

San Xavier

We have a new Webmistress in the making

As any longtime reader knows, our Webmistress and Site Mascot, Nezumi, is now Eternal.  She passed from the mortal realm last year.  I am happy, however, to let you all know that we have a new Webmistress in the making – she was born on April 13th and she has already stolen my heart.  She is the product of my friend’s cat, a wily calico who managed to slip out while they were looking for a vet to spay her.

This little girl, and her black furred sibling, will come home to us when they are old enough.  Together with Shinji, they are likely to reign supreme for many years to come.

I’m pleased to share her very first picture.  In this image, she’s only 3 days old!   I had a dream about her before she was even born.    Somehow I just knew there would be a calico and a black kitten in this litter, and if there were, I would stop at nothing to adopt them.  Interestingly, there is a black marking on her left shoulder, just like the one Nezumi had, in the same spot.  So I’ve kept my promise.  My spouse and I are welcoming them into our home, just as soon as they are old enough to safely adopt.  I can’t wait to get to know her and her sibling!

calico

A note about naming:  My spouse and I are coming up with a list of names we like but ultimately our new kits are going to name themselves.  It always works best that way!

We’re going to be giving these kittens top quality care, as we have not always been able to do at times when we were poorer.  These little bundles of joy are going to be on a grain free, high protein, high nutrition diet, with a brand new humongous cat tree for them to scratch and play with climb on, a great vet, and lots of love.  Shinji of course will get lots of love and assistance with getting used to two young, energetic, furry menaces, but he likes other cats so I anticipate a fairly smooth transition.  I’ll also be sharing pictures as they grow and develop.  I think Nezumi and Orion would approve.

Photo Series – Part 1

I have been seeking new and different ways to find peace and serenity.  The inside of my head feels like a jumbled mess and at times creativity is lacking.  So I figured that I’d experiment with photography and do a series of still lives, all evocative of tranquility in some way.  I’m having a mini-obsession with chado so I’ll probably include a lot of that imagery as well.

In this first group of images, I have a cluster of wildflowers growing out of a crack in the pavement, some new tea things, and my “lucky bamboo” plant hanging out in my mini-atrium.    Finally, my old boy Shinji decided to feature himself in the photo shoot.  The only time he likes his picture taken is when I’m trying to make a delicate shot of something else.  Oh well.  Viva la Meezer!

Portrait of Tranquility 2 1500Portrait of Tranquility 1 2000Portrait of Tranquility 3 2000Photobomb Shinj 2000i

Short Story – Bob Ross Fanfic

Lately I’ve been having trouble sleeping at night, what with all the worry and whatnot.  Oh and the pandemic.  So I’ve prescribed myself ten or fifteen minutes of Bob Ross at bedtime, just to calm my mind down and allow me to focus on creativity.  I wrote the following story as an homage to him, and because his show is so special that it deserves at least one piece of fanfic.

The painter brushed the last tufts of grass on the painting, unmindful of the lights and cameras behind him.  Then he picked up his palette knife and made fine scratches in the paint, here, there, everywhere.

“Now we’re going to take our knife and put in all the little sticks and twigs and things, all the little doers that will make people think you spent hours on this with a one-hair brush.”  He turned his head and smiled.  “And we won’t tell ’em any different, it’s our secret.  Now we’re not in it to sell paintings, but if you happen to want to, things like this will really make ’em stand out.”  He worked for a bit more until he was satisfied.

“Looks like we’ve got ourselves a painting,” he said. “Now, let’s give it a signature. As always, we use a script liner brush and some permanent red, with a tiny bit of paint thinner till we have a consistency about like ink…”

As he continued his familiar patter, he found himself wondering what he was going to do with himself now that he had completed his thirtieth season. No one else knew it yet, though he was sure his producer suspected, but he was just minutes away from announcing that he wouldn’t be coming back to Muncie.  Even at fifty-one he felt the creak of winter in his bones, the slow march of age, both relics of a hard life.  He wanted some time to walk in the same beloved woods he’d been painting for years, to just enjoy them without fear of busting leave or letting down the recruits.

In the luggage he’d left back at the hotel were title papers for a little cabin a few miles outside Anchorage, the same place he’d lived for more than a decade.  It was the same kind of place he’d painted countless times.  It sat on ten acres of forest, had its own well and a good woodstove, and best of all it was situated right near a singing little brook that he could listen to as he went to sleep.

The thought of the cabin made him smile as he gave his final farewell.

“And from all us here, happy painting, and God bless, my friends.”  He waved at the camera and the paint spattered camera operator.

Right now, said camera operator was looking at him with a little concern. “You all right, Bob?”

“Yeah, just a little stiff today.  Seven episodes in one day has to be a record, even for me.” Bob wiped a sneaky tear from his cheek.  “Thirty seasons. That’s a lot of paintings.”

“It sure is,” said Ralph, the cameraman. “Well, at least we get a little break now. For a few weeks at least, because I heard we’re doing another season.”

Bob was just opening his mouth to say something when Shirley burst in. She was the office lady out front and she rarely entered the studio proper.

“Mr. Ross?” she asked. “There’s someone to see you.”

“Who is it?” Even though he had to be careful these days with the fans and all, Bob still liked visitors.

“Well, that’s the odd thing.” Shirley adjusted her glasses as if she wasn’t seeing straight. “He says his name is Rob, that you’ll know him, and he kinda looks like a clean cut version of you.”

“Rob’s here?” Bob’s face split in a grin.  He hadn’t seen his twin since they’d met on mutual leave, oh, twenty years ago, and Rob had told him he’d been accepted into the Army Rangers.  Rob was intensely private, as was Bob, so out of respect he’d never mentioned this brother on the air.

He dropped his palette onto a drop cloth covered table and trotted past Shirley on tired feet, heading for the front office.  A tall man was there, standing straight, wearing a pair of slacks and light blue shirt, but looking like he wasn’t used to it.  His chin was shaved blue and his head ended in a flat top that was nearly geometric.  When he caught sight of Bob, his blue eyes lit up but there was a question in them.

“Rob, you old cuss, it’s good to see you!” said Bob, breaking the ice.  He reached out to hug his long lost twin.

“Bob, you magnificent bastard, what in hell have you been doing with yourself, getting rich and famous on me?” The brothers hugged hard, pounding each other’s backs.

“Well, I guess I haven’t done too badly for myself at that,” said Bob. “Mostly, I do what I like to do, and help other folks do that too.”

“And make a happy buck off the special paints and brushes and stuff with your name plastered all over them,” said Rob with a grin. “Not that I mind, I think it’s great. How many more years you going to do this painting thing?”

“For the rest of my life, I guess,” said Bob, “but I was just going to let them know that I wouldn’t be back for next season of the show.”

“Why not?” Rob looked a bit concerned now, and searched his brother’s face for an answer.

“Well, to tell you the truth, I’m getting to the point where I’m repeating myself more often than not, in paintings and not just words. And I’m getting tired, Rob. I think maybe I’ve earned myself a few years of peace. I’ve got a plan to run a little wildlife sanctuary, where I can help hurt or sick critters, and maybe paint things just for myself. I just signed on a nice piece of property and I’m all set to move in a couple months.”

“I’ve got an idea,” said Rob, mischief dancing in his eyes. “Kind of a prank, you might say.  I’ll come over to your place. You take a month or two, teach me how to paint your way.  I’ll grow myself a beard, and then I’ll take over your show and see if anybody notices the difference. I’ll bet you fifty bucks no one does.”

“You?  Lookin’ scruffy like me and changing up your painting style? That’ll be the day.” Bob never could resist a good bet, especially when it was combined with a fabulous joke. “Sure, why not? You can have half my old jeans. I still want the other half, I’ll be needin’ ’em.  And I’ll teach you to feed squirrels, and introduce you to the Bird Lady here in Muncie. I know she’ll want to be in on this. It’ll be a hoot.”

Rob clapped his brother on the shoulder. “All right, sounds like a plan then. You finish up in here and I’ll meet you outside. Wouldn’t want to let the kitty out of the burlap quite yet.”
Two months later, the 31st season of the Joy of Painting aired.  Bob was snug in his log cabin up near Anchorage, sitting in his easy chair with a glass of iced tea. The old TV set flickered as it brought him the latest episode of the Joy of Painting.  Rob wasn’t doing too badly, considering. The wig looked good and his beard had grown in well, so he really looked the part. His touch with a palette knife was delicate enough for the wet on wet technique, his manner was gentle and his patter was nearly perfect. Except for one flaw.

“All right, now we’re going to put in some rocks in this stream, and some waves, and all these little dooters…”