I've checked every website possible and I'm getting nothing. Any lead will be appreciated. I prefer working with wood. Thank you I would prefer building a portable stand.

Hammock stand? STAND only. When I look online (NZ sites only, I live in NZ) I can only find really intensely luxurious stands for like $500+, or ones that come with the hammock aswell. Is there any way of making a stand? Could I make one from wood or would it have to be some sort of metal? Any ideas? Also if you know of any cheap & LEGIT online places that are overseas (USA or whatevs) I would consider, but shipping is likely to be insanely expensive. Cheers

Chapter 3 The next morning William and the others departed. They ate berries and nuts as they made their way through the woods to the shore. When they arrived at the boat. It wasn’t just a boat, but a ship! “Do you know how to sail?” Mckayla asked William. “How hard could it be?” he replied. A loud Boom sounded and a single drop of rain hit the deck, and with a WOOSH it was pouring down rain. They all ran up the ramp and onto the ship. Susan assisted Anna and Mckayla below deck. “It’s warmer and safer down here.” She said. She rushed back on deck. Huge waves hit the side of the deck as they sailed further out to sea. “How long is it across the ocean, Will?” questioned Jordan . “I don’t know.” William said. “Just keep pulling on those ropes.” Hours crept by and soon they were leagues away from shore. A huge wave swept over the side of the ship and knocked Susan into the mast. She stood a little dazed; she looked up at the sail. It was stuck! He gathered up her courage as she climbed up the mast and into the crows nest. Susan reached across and untangled the sail. The impact knocked her off the crows nest and into the churning water below. William heard the splash and looked over the side of the ship. “Susan!” he shouted. He threw off his sword and scabbard and dove into the violent sea. To his surprise the water was calmer below than above. He rose quickly and filled his lungs with air and resumed looking for Susan he used both his arms and his legs to swim faster. A blurry shape moved by him, who knows what sort of things live here, he thought. He squinted hard, he saw a girl- Susan! It was her! He swam over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to the surface. “ Jordan let down a rope! Hurry!” Suddenly he felt a hard tug and Susan slipped out of his grasp. He took another breath and pushed himself underwater. He watched in terror as Susan sank to the bottom. As if she was being pulled by an unseen hand. He kicked harder until he was nearly atop his sister, he repeated himself as he put an arm around her again. He tried desperately to drag her to the surface but failed. The invisible hand had a tight grip on her. He looked back towered the bottom and what he saw scared him half to death. It was a siren! From waist up she was human but waist down she had a long shimmering tail. She had long red hair and bright blue eyes. She was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen- that is until she hissed releasing a fizz of bubbles. That snapped her out of the trance. William kicked hard trying to get away from her. He used his free hand to swim harder. He smashed her jaw with his leg. She released Susan and swam to the ocean floor. He swam harder until he broke the surface. He gasped filling his lungs with air. Rain pelted on his head. “ Jordan !” He yelled. “Where’s the rope?” “I’m looking for it!” Soon a line was thrown down and William tied it to Susan. Jordan heaved her up and William followed. He rushed to his lifeless sister. He felt her wrist- no pulse. He flipped her over and began pushing on her abdomen. Susan coughed and spat saltwater onto the deck. “Will?” she asked? “Oh, thank God you’re alright!” She reached up and touched her head tenderly. “What happened?” Jordan rolled his eyes. “You fell overboard.” Susan frowned, “I don’t remember?” William sighed, “Why don’t you go below deck for a while.” Susan stood up and walked across the deck to the stair way. Unaware of the danger growing below the ship. As soon as Susan descended down the stairs she felt an icy chill. She wondered if this was because she had been in warm water then exposed to cold air. She sighed and her breath froze. Susan looked around, she saw her sisters asleep in hammocks that hung from the ceiling she walked to the nearest one and nearly tripped over a lantern. She lit it and hung it on a metal spike. She slipped off her shoes and laid down. She closed her eyes and yawned. Everything was so peaceful. The ship jerked to a stop throwing her forward. Mckayla and Anna both woke startled. “What was that?” Mckayla asked. Anna grabbed her bow and fitted an arrow to it. She glanced around… nothing. “Girls, there’s something up here.” Jordan called. They grabbed their weapons and hurried up on deck. The rain had stopped. Mckayla walked across the deck and looked over the side of the ship. The water started to bubble and churn and the smell of long dead fish was in the air. Out of the water shot a long, slimy, green sea serpent. Its body was as thick as a man. The serpent looked around the deck for the easiest prey. It saw Mckayla; bearing his teeth it spat an orange liquid at her. Her feet were stuck! She couldn’t move! The monster lunged

I have a timber hammock stand constructed of a unknown wood (spruce)? The beams are separating in places, due to weathering and I think this may weaken the structural integrity. How best to repair the cracks please?

nopunctuation The hazy bluish smoke had been filling the room for a while quietly unnoticed by the occupants of Tenderloin inn Rupert was busy at work exploring the conundrums of life all from his undersized suite The moist feel of an oncoming summer night was descending upon the smoke filled motel room It was a perfect time to reminisce ones childhood Rupert felt this depression coming on his past like a rock being dropped on his shoulders a heavy burden making him incapable of anything but wallowing in his pity in an attempt of trying to clear his mind Ruperts hand magically glided to his stash box dropping on the smooth wood of what was once a music box but now emptied out of all strings and mechanisms It was a portal to a universe that mirrors our own in pointing out our flaws and giving us perspective of the human nature. With a swift motion of his hand Rupert’s pipe had been filled and a match lit the smoke had once again started to fill the room now in a heavy almost dirty mood Rupert’s mind started to drift once again his memories started to flood his brain penetrating deep within his soul his conscious mind was able to bear this no more he stood up from this hammock he called a bed and took a look out the window the sun had almost drifted into the black nothingness of the city its last embers burning bright on top of the still unlit buildings Rupert’s room was lit no more his first steps of the day we almost always in the direction f the nearest lamp a pathetic lifestyle no doubt he thought Rupert counted his steps across the far from luxurious motel room 1,2,3,4 and his hand twisted the screw activating the flow of electricity needed for an ordinary table lamp to work the mood of the hazy room was immediately transformed the floor creaked as Rupert took his steps back to his hammock The daze wore off after a few moments in the glow of the lamp where There was once darkness you could see the walls and ceiling meet in a dark line. A sudden ring of the phone sent Rupert flying through the heavy air lying there on the hardwood floor Rupert’s mind raced who could this be and why but no answer came all that remained was a ringing of the cheap motel room phone suddenly Rupert felt a strange sensation In his chest it was as if there was a full blown fireworks show inside his ribcage his heart raced frantically you could almost hear the beating of his right and left ventricles he picked up the phone, there was a slow pause his mind trying to figure out who this was guessing and proving himself wrong again and again finally a sound came out who's this a raspy voice trickled silence where's memos speak goddamn you silence who is this speak silence and then a ringing noise dropped call tone oh well Ruperts body relaxed

The hazy bluish smoke had been filling the room for a while quietly unnoticed by the occupants of Tenderloin inn. Rupert was busy at work exploring the conundrums of life all from his undersized suite as the moist feel of an oncoming summer night was descending upon the smoke filled motel room It was a perfect time to reminisce ones childhood Rupert felt this depression coming on his past like a rock being dropped on his shoulders a heavy burden making him incapable of anything but wallowing in his pity , in an attempt of trying to clear his mind Ruperts hand magically glided to his stash box dropping on the smooth wood of what was once a music box but now emptied out of all strings and mechanisms It was a portal to a universe that mirrors our own in pointing out our flaws and giving us perspective of the human nature. With a swift motion of his hand Rupert’s pipe had been filled and a match lit The smoke had once again started to fill the room now in a heavy almost dirty mood Rupert’s mind started to drift once again his memories started to flood his brain penetrating deep within his soul his conscious mind was able to bear this no more , he stood up from this hammock he called a bed and took a look out the window the sun had almost drifted into the black nothingness of the city its last embers burning bright on top of the still unlit buildings. Rupert’s room was lit no more his first steps of the day we almost always in the direction f the nearest lamp a pathetic lifestyle no doubt he thought Rupert counted his steps across the far from luxurious motel room 1,2,3,4 and his hand twisted the screw activating the flow of electricity needed for an ordinary table lamp to work , the mood of the hazy room was immediately transformed the floor creaked as Rupert took his steps back to his hammock The daze wore off after a few moments in the glow of the lamp where There was once darkness you could see the walls and ceiling meet in a dark line. A sudden ring of the phone sent Rupert flying through the heavy air lying there on the hardwood floor Rupert’s mind raced who could this be and why ? But no answer came all that remained was a ringing of the cheap motel room phone suddenly Rupert felt a strange sensation In his chest it was as if there was a full blown fireworks show inside his ribcage his heart raced frantically you could almost hear the beating of his right and left ventricles he picked up the phone, there was a slow pause his mind trying to figure out who this was guessing and proving himself wrong again and again finally a sound came out who's this a raspy voice trickled silence where's memos speak goddamn you silence who is this speak silence and then a ringing noise dropped call tone oh well Ruperts body relaxed

I've checked every website possible and I'm getting nothing. Any lead will be appreciated. I prefer working with wood. Thank you I would prefer building a portable stand.

Hammock stand? STAND only. When I look online (NZ sites only, I live in NZ) I can only find really intensely luxurious stands for like $500+, or ones that come with the hammock aswell. Is there any way of making a stand? Could I make one from wood or would it have to be some sort of metal? Any ideas? Also if you know of any cheap & LEGIT online places that are overseas (USA or whatevs) I would consider, but shipping is likely to be insanely expensive. Cheers

Chapter 3 The next morning William and the others departed. They ate berries and nuts as they made their way through the woods to the shore. When they arrived at the boat. It wasn’t just a boat, but a ship! “Do you know how to sail?” Mckayla asked William. “How hard could it be?” he replied. A loud Boom sounded and a single drop of rain hit the deck, and with a WOOSH it was pouring down rain. They all ran up the ramp and onto the ship. Susan assisted Anna and Mckayla below deck. “It’s warmer and safer down here.” She said. She rushed back on deck. Huge waves hit the side of the deck as they sailed further out to sea. “How long is it across the ocean, Will?” questioned Jordan . “I don’t know.” William said. “Just keep pulling on those ropes.” Hours crept by and soon they were leagues away from shore. A huge wave swept over the side of the ship and knocked Susan into the mast. She stood a little dazed; she looked up at the sail. It was stuck! He gathered up her courage as she climbed up the mast and into the crows nest. Susan reached across and untangled the sail. The impact knocked her off the crows nest and into the churning water below. William heard the splash and looked over the side of the ship. “Susan!” he shouted. He threw off his sword and scabbard and dove into the violent sea. To his surprise the water was calmer below than above. He rose quickly and filled his lungs with air and resumed looking for Susan he used both his arms and his legs to swim faster. A blurry shape moved by him, who knows what sort of things live here, he thought. He squinted hard, he saw a girl- Susan! It was her! He swam over to her and wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her to the surface. “ Jordan let down a rope! Hurry!” Suddenly he felt a hard tug and Susan slipped out of his grasp. He took another breath and pushed himself underwater. He watched in terror as Susan sank to the bottom. As if she was being pulled by an unseen hand. He kicked harder until he was nearly atop his sister, he repeated himself as he put an arm around her again. He tried desperately to drag her to the surface but failed. The invisible hand had a tight grip on her. He looked back towered the bottom and what he saw scared him half to death. It was a siren! From waist up she was human but waist down she had a long shimmering tail. She had long red hair and bright blue eyes. She was one of the most beautiful girls he had ever seen- that is until she hissed releasing a fizz of bubbles. That snapped her out of the trance. William kicked hard trying to get away from her. He used his free hand to swim harder. He smashed her jaw with his leg. She released Susan and swam to the ocean floor. He swam harder until he broke the surface. He gasped filling his lungs with air. Rain pelted on his head. “ Jordan !” He yelled. “Where’s the rope?” “I’m looking for it!” Soon a line was thrown down and William tied it to Susan. Jordan heaved her up and William followed. He rushed to his lifeless sister. He felt her wrist- no pulse. He flipped her over and began pushing on her abdomen. Susan coughed and spat saltwater onto the deck. “Will?” she asked? “Oh, thank God you’re alright!” She reached up and touched her head tenderly. “What happened?” Jordan rolled his eyes. “You fell overboard.” Susan frowned, “I don’t remember?” William sighed, “Why don’t you go below deck for a while.” Susan stood up and walked across the deck to the stair way. Unaware of the danger growing below the ship. As soon as Susan descended down the stairs she felt an icy chill. She wondered if this was because she had been in warm water then exposed to cold air. She sighed and her breath froze. Susan looked around, she saw her sisters asleep in hammocks that hung from the ceiling she walked to the nearest one and nearly tripped over a lantern. She lit it and hung it on a metal spike. She slipped off her shoes and laid down. She closed her eyes and yawned. Everything was so peaceful. The ship jerked to a stop throwing her forward. Mckayla and Anna both woke startled. “What was that?” Mckayla asked. Anna grabbed her bow and fitted an arrow to it. She glanced around… nothing. “Girls, there’s something up here.” Jordan called. They grabbed their weapons and hurried up on deck. The rain had stopped. Mckayla walked across the deck and looked over the side of the ship. The water started to bubble and churn and the smell of long dead fish was in the air. Out of the water shot a long, slimy, green sea serpent. Its body was as thick as a man. The serpent looked around the deck for the easiest prey. It saw Mckayla; bearing his teeth it spat an orange liquid at her. Her feet were stuck! She couldn’t move! The monster lunged

I have a timber hammock stand constructed of a unknown wood (spruce)? The beams are separating in places, due to weathering and I think this may weaken the structural integrity. How best to repair the cracks please?