As I sat at the window today watching the snow flakes dance to the ground my mind revisited the memories of my childhood.
I remember sitting in front of the window watching as the snow blanketed Mother Earth.
I loved walking in the woods while it is snowing. Not everyone realizes you can hear snow falling to the ground. It has its own distinct sound. You have to stand really still and be quiet and you will here it. I have to admit I only heard snow fall in the woods where it was really quiet.
I remember the year we got our hands on an old car hood. They make great sleds. It held all six of us but it took all of us to pull it back up the hill.
The last ride of the day was a wild ride. The slope now had an ice sheet on it. Now all we have is the hood and we needed steering and brakes to go with it. Off we go down the hill and we blew by the old stopping place and on the cuff of a new distance record. Then “BAM”! We hit the side of a car parked in the driveway. Now let me set the record straight. That car wasn’t there when we put the hood in motion. No brakes, no steering. We were hollering at the driver and he just waved at us.
I am happy to report that no one was seriously hurt and we walked away. Now for the car there were two perfect head imprints in the side. The car hood slid right under that car and came to a stop.
My mind became flooded with memories of snowball fights, snow forts, building snowmen, and sledding. I could taste my mom’s snow cream. That was always a treat we looked forward to.
A cat jumps up in the tree in front of the house and wakes me from my trip down memory lane. Guess I better put some hay out for the horses.
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I sit here in the midst of a “Winter Storm Warning” where they are predicting 6 to 9 inches of snow with some areas getting a foot. I am as excited as a child on Christmas Eve. Yes I am a “snow bunny “.
Sitting here looking out the window enjoying my Baileys and coffee watching the snow fall my mind wanders back to Christmas 2018.
This is a Cook It All manufactured by the Lodge company. It is made of cast iron and I have wanted one ever since I saw it. You can bake, stir fry, grill and so many more possibilities.
What makes this so unique is that I received it from a “Secret Santa”. It was delivered to my front door. It took me by surprise because I hadn’t ordered it. I opened the invoice and all it said was to deliver 1 Cook It All to my address and it has the address of Lodge where it shipped from. Then there is a two word note ” Merry Christmas”.
I still don’t know who sent it and who ever you are I thank you from the bottom of my heart. I absolutely love it. Thank you.
The second surprise was a gift from David Tripp and his lady friend, who I consider a very dear friend. It has opened my eyes to what a good cup of coffee tastes like.
Now every morning I have this ritual where I fill the grinder with coffee beans and grind them fresh every morning. It has taken my morning coffee experience to a whole new level.
Maybe 2019 will be a good year after all.
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The last day of 2018 is finally upon us and 2019 is waiting in the wings. It is definitely going to be different for me. With all the rage about “little house” living I decided to move into a 10 x 14 cabin along with my Great Pyrenes and Australian Shepherd. It is going to be a challenge I know.
I do have electric but no running water. I do have access to a shower and bathroom. I have been living in it for about 2 weeks now and so far so good. The dogs have a fenced in yard and handle the close quarters real well. They have adjusted well and I hope to enlarge their fenced in yard real soon.
I finished the inside of a prebuilt cabin. I chose to do it as economically as possible and have managed to keep it under a thousand dollars. Instead of buying cabinets I made shelves and I have a compost toilet.
It isn’t anything fancy but it is livable and cozy. I heat it with an oil filled electric heater that will run you out of the cabin even with temps in the teens.
I have some property that I want to build on and this adventure will help me see what is important and not when I build my place.
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“Life is not tried it is merely survived if you’re standing outside the fire.” Standing Outside the Fire – Garth Brooks
I am definitely not the type of person who stands outside the fire. I have took chances. Sometimes I won and sometimes I lost. I have celebrated and I have cried. I have never, no never regretted that I chose not to stand outside the fire. By making that choice the fire tempered my spirit, strengthened my soul, and made me a better person. The flames tempered my whole being, taught me respect and made me a survivor!
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“Time will pass and seasons will come and go.” – Roy Bean
The end of the fishing season on the rivers here in Missouri for me has come to the end of the season. On sunny days I will still float the river but fishing will have to wait until spring.
I know you all are probably getting tired of hearing my fishing stories so I will keep today’s blog short. I put in the river at 8:30 a.m. and the temperature was 30 degrees. The “weather guessers” were calling for a high of 60. The fourth cast of the day I caught a largemouth bass. It appeared the fishing would be good toaday. So I thought.
The wind was a force I really didn’t want to deal with. At one point I was going through a shallow, swift area of the river when a wind gust hit me head on and actually pushed me and the yak back up river against the current. It made it pretty difficult to fish.
That morning I caught 2 large mouth bass and one smallmouth bass. Oh well a bad day on the river is better than a good day at work. After lunch it didn’t get any better. I caught 1 smallmouth and 2 perch and that was it. It wasn’t the way I wanted to end the fishing season but next season will be here before we know it.
It was a good year. The Big River really is becoming a trophy smallmouth bass area. The largest one I caught, actually put in the boat, was 16 inches. Here in Missouri it takes approximately 7 to 9 years for them to grow to 15 inches. I also caught a 19 inch largemouth and an 8 pound channel cat.
I want to thank my high school friends David Tripp and Mark Nelson for taking time out of their busy schedules and doing some fishing with me. I had a good time and hope you two did also.
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On October 17, I embarked on another adventure on the Big River. I had a client that shuttled my yak and I so I could do a straight through float. I hit the water at 8:30 am and the temp was 37 degrees. The sun was coming up and the fog was starting to lift. It was going to be a beautiful day. The high was supposed to be 55 however the wind was a big pain in the yak.
On my third throw of the day I cast my lure around the boat ramp. I reeled in a couple turns and whammy. Something hit hard and the fight was on. I fought it for about 5 minutes and then all of a sudden it was over. It had got off. In the next 15 minutes I hooked 3 more and got them about half way to the boat and they would get off. It was like I was jinxed.
I fished about a half an hour and not a hit. Then, whammy. I had one on. It was a 13 inch smallmouth and it appeared the jinx was over. I caught 5 more smallies and 1 largemouth and 4 spotted bass. Around 1 pm I pulled up on a gravel bar and ate lunch.
Around 1:30 I started on down the river only to be greeted by a Bald Eagle that Mark and I had seen the week before in the same area. What a magnificent bird indeed.
I continued to catch fish. I caught them on a Rapala floating minnow and a Rebel Wee-Craw which caught the most. Last week with my buddy Mark I had caught some on a pig and jig and a plastic worm but couldn’t buy a bite with them today.
The day was going good and then it happened. I had cast the Wee-Craw and retrieved it a couple turns when wham! Something had hit the lure and hard. It started peeling line and headed up stream. I was in some shallow fast moving water and I knew it was going to create a problem. I was in good shape as long as the yak stayed in the middle of the river but then I hit a pocket of water that started pushing me to the bank. I got it right up next to the boat and I saw what was the biggest smallmouth that I had ever hooked. It looked like something you see in a Bass Pro Shop aquarium. The 16 inch I had caught was dwarfed by this smallie. Then, this was all taking place now in about 3 foot of water and I could easily see the bottom, I saw it zero in on a tree branch on the bottom and wrap my line around a limb. Here I am sitting with one of my biggest dreams right there in front of me and I can’t do anything but watch it tug then finally pull loose. I was devastated!!!!!
When the initial shock of losing the biggest smallie I had ever caught wore off I headed on down river making my way to the boat ramp. Along the way I managed to catch several more smallies and spotted bass. It was a great day.
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“We all have the right of freedom of speech under the First Amendment. We all don’t have to agree with one another on our opinions. Everyone in my circle, that I run with, we all feel the same about God, country, integrity and character. – Luke Scott
Being a 50s baby I am totally lost as what is going on today in America. I can remember when folks disagreed because of different opinions. It’s not something that just started. I don’t remember it getting as ugly (which caused me to write this) as folks are today to each other when their opinions differ. At the same time we didn’t have “social media” either.
Our opinions aren’t always going to be the same. That is why there is the left and the right. I am basically an in the middle kind of guy. I have never voted a straight ticket. I always look at the candidate and their views. Yes, your opinions are as different as night and day but you don’t have the right to threaten or bully each other The hostilities have got to cease and be replaced with some civility.
“Different people have different opinions, and it’s okay to respect all of them.” – Juan Pablo Galavis
The thing that bothers me most is the double standard of the left and the violence they are instigating. Left; the elections were almost 2 years ago and you still won’t accept defeat even after you screwed Sanders and gave the nomination to Clinton. Bernie would have beat Trump in my opinion even though you don’t think I am entitled to an opinion. Now you are looking for anything to blame the loss on. Right; obviously you didn’t understand why rural America got out and voted because you have done nothing. Don’t think you can’t be voted out. You have a lot of convincing to do in the next 2 years.
I must respect the opinions of others even if I disagree with them.” – Herbert H. Lehman
It seems that today in this country that the Main Stream News Media is doing their best to incite a riot and create a bigger divide in this country. I remember when news reporters read the news and didn’t give an opinion. The way it should be. Hollywood; shut the “F” up. The majority of you make me want to puke. Everyone says Trump is a joke and other countries are laughing at us because of it. Really? I guess you haven’t done anything to make other countries laugh at us. Nobody entertained us like Joe Biden but that was ok.
“America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.” – Abraham Lincoln
You all can believe what you want and think I am crazy but America is circling the drain and we are standing back watching. First and foremost we are Americans not republicans or democrats. It is time to bury the hatchet and plug that drain. Do you think this group coming to the US from Honduras is just a coincidence?
Thanks for reading my blog. Not a popular subject and I tried to avoid even writing about it but with the events that have went on lately I felt compelled to write about it. I hope I didn’t hurt anyone’s feelings. That isn’t my intention.
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“There is nothing on this earth more to be prized than true friendship” – Thomas Aquinas
On October 9, my long time friend Mark and I finally got together for a float on the Big River. We have been trying to get together for a float for 3 months now. It was well worth the wait. The temps were in the upper 70s, and the water was clear. It was overcast with the sun popping out from time to time. All in all it was setting up to be a great day.
I brought along 3 poles and Mark had brought only one. I use ultra-lights with 4 pound test line. We launched our yaks at Mammoth access and planned to float to Merrill Horse access. I believe it is a little over 5 miles.
The leaves on the trees were starting to change colors but unfortunately their colors hadn’t matured yet. It was quite breezy however we were able to handle it. The river was low but we never had to get out and pull our yaks across shallow places.
“Rivers run through our history and folklore, and link us as a people. They nourish and refresh us and provide a home for dazzling varieties of fish and wildlife and trees and plants of every sort. We are a nation rich in rivers.” – Charles Kuralt
The fish bit real well for a while and then they shut down. While they were biting they weren’t picky. We caught them on a Rebel Wee-Craw and Floating Minnow, Pig and Jig, and Plastic Worms (two different colors). We caught perch, largemouth and smallmouth. The length limit of smallmouth in Missouri (on the Big River) is 15 inches. I choose not to keep smallmouth because it takes one 6 to 7 years to reach 15 inches.
“The River…It’s my world, and I don’t want any other. What it hasn’t got is not worth having, and what it doesn’t know is not worth knowing. Lord! the times we have had together!” – Kenneth Grahame
Everything was going smoothly and then it happened. My paddle broke and we still had some swift places to get through and without the proper paddle they would have been difficult to navigate. This is why one should always carry a knife with them.
Well I think Mark and I would be classified as country boys and maybe a hillbilly tag on myself. So we went to work and fixed the paddle good enough to get me back to the boat ramp. McGyver would have been proud of us.
It was a good day. I always enjoy my time on the river and it is nice when a friend goes a long to enjoy it with you.
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“The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing.” – John Muir
I have been having a battle with writer’s block and I seem to be losing. Wanted to go to the river this weekend but with forecast calling for 3 to 6 inches of rain in the area and flash flood warnings I decided to pass. I would have to wait for another chance.
I long for that much needed quiet time on the river with the croaking bullfrogs, crickets, the howling of the coyotes and that occasional slap of the beaver’s tail on the water warning the other beaver in the area that they have an intruder within their territory.
“There is a love of wild Nature in everybody, and ancient mother – love ever showing itself whether recognized or no, and however covered by cares and duties.” – John Muir
I love gazing into the night sky at all the stars shining down upon me. The peace and tranquility soon overtake me and allows my spirit and soul to recharge. I become one with Nature at this moment and feel all the negative energy exit my being and I begin to look at life with a positive attitude. It allows me to use logic in my thinking unencumbered by my emotions. It is a feeling I will never be able to adequately express with words. It is something that one must experience and feel in their heart before one can understand the true feeling of total peace within oneself.
If for some reason I lose the ability to be able to interact with Nature and the river in this capacity, I will not be long of this world. I truly understand how John Muir had such and immense love of the mountains. His mountains are my rivers. I wish I could just live on the banks of the river and explore it daily. It is my Utopia my safe place. My experiences on the river enhance my quality of life and I develop a better understanding of life. I won’t ever grow tired of the serenity of the river.
I would like to thank you for taking the time to read my blog. I hope you enjoyed it. Until next time, be kind to one another and spread the love.