Invasive Maneuvers

Yesterday I wanted to invade another world. I meticulously planned it out (that means I finally found my go pro camera) and gathered my ice fishing stuff together for the invasion. I needed drilling equipment (ice auger) to penetrate the barrier to the underworld. I needed a stick(I cut a thick willow stick), line (veryContinue reading “Invasive Maneuvers”

Peace Walker

Where do you go to get away from the worlds cacophony? Daryl Madden hit it on the nose in just a few poetic words . Please read these two posts. https://darylmadden.wordpress.com/2021/01/07/where-the-noise-disappears/ Thanks Daryl Sandra J with her thoughts and photography ran with it in her winter wonderland https://wordpress.com/read/blogs/160380100/posts/7634 Thanks Sandra I spend a lot ofContinue reading “Peace Walker”

Bring Your (Good) Camera

Yes, I totally understand if you skip my ramblings and go straight to the pictures. Life Lessons: Learned the easy way. I have a brother who claims he has learned most of the painful life lessons by watching his older brothers and then not doing that. The skeptic in me highly doubts that, even thoughContinue reading “Bring Your (Good) Camera”

Life Spice With a Hint of Eternity

Spice. a small dose is usually best. As in food, life needs spice or it gets quite bland.¬† So, I went fishing (so I could sample some fathers day spices on fish). I highly recommend this life spice (and the seasoning was great too). Then, I heard about a huge patch of Lady Slippers nearbyContinue reading “Life Spice With a Hint of Eternity”

Stalking Beaver

My Inspiration: Brother Craig wrote about the Beaver. So relevant on many levels for today…Check out his poem here¬† Thanks Craig, you write so well! I couldn’t help but rewrite an old story written when I had about zero readers…I still tell my grand kids this (actually true, embellished a smidgen) story, but not atContinue reading “Stalking Beaver”

Cold Cold Hands

“Grandpa, my hands are cold and I can’t find my gloves” said a small whimpering six year old voice behind me. I laid down my ice fishing auger and turned to see two little bare red hands extended out to me in the freezing temperatures. No gloves, 100 yards away from the semi-warm fish house,Continue reading “Cold Cold Hands”

One Cast, Two Fish Story

Its not often a fish is caught on the first cast. Two fish with one cast is, well, unusual and has the makings of another fish tale. This one is special as it’s one of dad’s oft fished lakes. I was getting together with a close life long friend and we decided a boat onContinue reading “One Cast, Two Fish Story”

A Family Tastes the Wilderness, and it’s Good

My oldest grand daughter is going into her senior high school year so she had the privilege of choosing the family vacation. She chose to go to the BWCA wilderness with grandpa as guide. How cool is that? 5 days unplugged from technology and looking at the sky for hints of a weather forecast. 5Continue reading “A Family Tastes the Wilderness, and it’s Good”

Gone Fishing Stories

Getting a group of fishermen together on a nice saturday morning is kind of like throwing a party for introverts. It’s hard to get people to show up. About 40 guys and a slew of boats at this little but mighty country church. I suspect a nice breakfast helped the draw. Many are friends. fatherContinue reading “Gone Fishing Stories”

Fishing: I Must

Some write, some garden, others have their various go to activities but I fish. Fishing is my all purpose activity cure for, well, about anything. Sad? go fishing. Happy? I mean too happy? go fishing! Need some reflection time? Need to pray? (we all do), go fishing. Need to feel like you are helping others?Continue reading “Fishing: I Must”