Our version of retirement: Living a childhood dream
- Thread starter Gary O'
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We had a window of opportunity, so we went to town for supplies
Twenty of those fifty miles were snow, but not much ice
Then, at 500 ft lower elevation, the roads cleared
Zipped thru stores, loaded the Jeep, and headed back
Into a whiteout
The window of opportunity had closed
Finding the road, let alone the correct lane became interesting
Slowed to the upcoming off road
Tapped the breaks to back off the moron that was tailgating me…at 40 mph
Found out from the snow blower today that he braked too hard, slid, and high centered in the ditch
The kid in the tractor snow blower pulled him out
Y’know, driving in snow is not dangerous
Driving in snow when those that aren’t the brightest crayons in the box are out there?
Harrowing
Today, I blew snow
cut lanes and paths
Tonight, it looks like I never touched it
tomorrow I rake roofs
Heh, winter
Heh, the woodpile looks a bit dwarfed in the snow
Did a vid of the junco convention tonight
they're gettin' a bit pushy, territorial
Twenty of those fifty miles were snow, but not much ice
Then, at 500 ft lower elevation, the roads cleared
Zipped thru stores, loaded the Jeep, and headed back
Into a whiteout
The window of opportunity had closed
Finding the road, let alone the correct lane became interesting
Slowed to the upcoming off road
Tapped the breaks to back off the moron that was tailgating me…at 40 mph
Found out from the snow blower today that he braked too hard, slid, and high centered in the ditch
The kid in the tractor snow blower pulled him out
Y’know, driving in snow is not dangerous
Driving in snow when those that aren’t the brightest crayons in the box are out there?
Harrowing
Today, I blew snow
cut lanes and paths
Tonight, it looks like I never touched it
tomorrow I rake roofs
Heh, winter
Heh, the woodpile looks a bit dwarfed in the snow
Did a vid of the junco convention tonight
they're gettin' a bit pushy, territorial
After the storm
More snow
Our back yard today;
the lane to the well house is becoming a luge shoot
the place is filling up
there's a wood pile in there somewhere
but, hey, it's winter
it's what winter does
all I gotta do is watch out for the snow bombs
and, the PTSD from them hitting the roof
and Carl?
He's got the place to himself today
More snow
Our back yard today;
the lane to the well house is becoming a luge shoot
the place is filling up
there's a wood pile in there somewhere
but, hey, it's winter
it's what winter does
all I gotta do is watch out for the snow bombs
and, the PTSD from them hitting the roof
and Carl?
He's got the place to himself today
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Aunt Bea
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- Near Mount Pilot
Enjoy that second cup of coffee!
Gary, the groundhog has a message for you.
S'OK, and to prove we had no hard feelings, we had him over 'for dinner'
:laugh:
Yesterday looked decent
Decided to go the twenty five miles south to pick up mail, and get 15 gal of fuel for the gennys
Got out unto the hwy 97 skating rink
Feathered the brake to check ice content…just slid
Eased into the throttle….didn’t gain speed, started to spin
Decided to go the two miles to the little country store where the prices are only doubled and get my gas/water mix concoction there, screw the mail
On the way, about a mile down the road, a limping wolf hobbled across the hwy
Musta got into a rancher’s trap
Man, they’re gettin’ a bit too plentiful
Spent the rest of the morn and into the afternoon helping an ol’ gal blow out her road
She was snowed in and out of her epilepsy meds
Actually, she and my lady talked about chikins and tumors on dogs while me and my young buddy blew out her road….rather shoveled, had to use the bucket, too iced up to blow
She gave us some eggs in payment
Barely had enough light to do my own chores, but they got done
Today looked better
Decided to get the mail, and jaunt the other 25 miles into the big city (gotta take the opportunity when it comes, even though it’s been less than a week)
Man, the roads were dry as unbuttered popcorn
Sweet trip
Looked at guns (always look at guns)
Ate at the Asian buffet
Loaded up on hot and sour soup
Seems a great laxative
Stopped at DMV to get my license renewed
Posed for a horrendously comical mug shot
Funny, how when young it matters
Anyway, we picked up a few more groceries and cracked corn for the critters and juncos
And headed back to the cabin
In the snow
Wasn’t supposed to snow
Once we got home, the sky cleared
always nice to see the blue in winter
Supposed to be nice tomorrow
Gonna change oils on gennys amongst the other chores, then check on a hunting friend’s cabin and property to see if any trees did any damage
I’d like to take some space in this diary of mine to expound a bit on how well Little Joe the Wrangler has held up.
It’s only got a quarter million miles on it, but it has always taken us where we needed to go, including a bit of stump jumping
Funny how, when one keeps the fluids and filters changed, how long a hunk of machinery can last
I’ve only had to change out the oil pressure sensor and a couple other incidental wear type things
Oh, and it’s on its third rag top
A bit of a time to install a new one, but worth it
Summers, with the top down and doors off, become exhilarating…at any speed
Paid $12,999 cash for it back in ‘99
Shoulda seen the salesman when I laid out 130 $100 bills, asking for change
Heh, he didn’t know how to act
Kinda leaned back with his palms waving, shaking his head, while I counted out thirteen stacks
Anyway, Little Joe still looks and acts like he’s young
Maybe that’s why we get along so well
Even posed for me tonight
after hearing the song dogs tonight, I took some pics for fun
not a big deal, turns out
still, thinking about that wounded wolf gets one's imagination going about what's beyond the darkness
Keep a fire
Decided to go the twenty five miles south to pick up mail, and get 15 gal of fuel for the gennys
Got out unto the hwy 97 skating rink
Feathered the brake to check ice content…just slid
Eased into the throttle….didn’t gain speed, started to spin
Decided to go the two miles to the little country store where the prices are only doubled and get my gas/water mix concoction there, screw the mail
On the way, about a mile down the road, a limping wolf hobbled across the hwy
Musta got into a rancher’s trap
Man, they’re gettin’ a bit too plentiful
Spent the rest of the morn and into the afternoon helping an ol’ gal blow out her road
She was snowed in and out of her epilepsy meds
Actually, she and my lady talked about chikins and tumors on dogs while me and my young buddy blew out her road….rather shoveled, had to use the bucket, too iced up to blow
She gave us some eggs in payment
Barely had enough light to do my own chores, but they got done
Today looked better
Decided to get the mail, and jaunt the other 25 miles into the big city (gotta take the opportunity when it comes, even though it’s been less than a week)
Man, the roads were dry as unbuttered popcorn
Sweet trip
Looked at guns (always look at guns)
Ate at the Asian buffet
Loaded up on hot and sour soup
Seems a great laxative
Stopped at DMV to get my license renewed
Posed for a horrendously comical mug shot
Funny, how when young it matters
Anyway, we picked up a few more groceries and cracked corn for the critters and juncos
And headed back to the cabin
In the snow
Wasn’t supposed to snow
Once we got home, the sky cleared
always nice to see the blue in winter
Supposed to be nice tomorrow
Gonna change oils on gennys amongst the other chores, then check on a hunting friend’s cabin and property to see if any trees did any damage
I’d like to take some space in this diary of mine to expound a bit on how well Little Joe the Wrangler has held up.
It’s only got a quarter million miles on it, but it has always taken us where we needed to go, including a bit of stump jumping
Funny how, when one keeps the fluids and filters changed, how long a hunk of machinery can last
I’ve only had to change out the oil pressure sensor and a couple other incidental wear type things
Oh, and it’s on its third rag top
A bit of a time to install a new one, but worth it
Summers, with the top down and doors off, become exhilarating…at any speed
Paid $12,999 cash for it back in ‘99
Shoulda seen the salesman when I laid out 130 $100 bills, asking for change
Heh, he didn’t know how to act
Kinda leaned back with his palms waving, shaking his head, while I counted out thirteen stacks
Anyway, Little Joe still looks and acts like he’s young
Maybe that’s why we get along so well
Even posed for me tonight
after hearing the song dogs tonight, I took some pics for fun
not a big deal, turns out
still, thinking about that wounded wolf gets one's imagination going about what's beyond the darkness
Keep a fire
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Tommy
Senior Member
- Location
- New Hampshire
We had a pack of 'yotes behind the house last night. Just behind the stone wall ... just beyond the light. A lot of snarling and growling and barking and howling. They must have found something to eat. I let the dog out on a 30' lead so he could give them a good barking at. Had the 12 ga. handy in case any of them got a little too brave/stupid. After a few minutes, they figured out they weren't welcome and took their party further down the way.
Yeah, gotta be a bit careful
When the females are in season, they’ll call yer dogs out
The males will then kill them, or, on rare occasion, let them join
Heh, when in town, I opened up the little factory early in the morn.
Noticed two ‘yotes loping across the parking lot
I got outa the Jeep and gave my hands a couple hard claps, thinking they’d scoot
They just stood there, and looked at each other, like ‘does he think that’s gonna do something?’
Then they trotted off to the neighboring factory’s dumpster
They're gettin' a bit too used to humanoids
Tommy
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- Location
- New Hampshire
You're right, Gary. This is the middle of their breeding season ... hadn't thought about that.
I'm not terribly worried about the dog as he's two to three times the weight of our Eastern coyotes and solid muscle. Could still get into a scrap though and I don't need the vet bills. Will keep an eye out for them. I figure a load of #4 buck would be a pretty good dissuader.
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RadishRose
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- Location
- Connecticut, USA
Gary, you've been very busy. I bet you neighbor is grateful for your help!
I saw the coyote in one of those pics...I feel bad about the wounded one. They're in their own lands.
I saw the coyote in one of those pics...I feel bad about the wounded one. They're in their own lands.
RadishRose
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- Location
- Connecticut, USA
Tommy we have a small wooded area, but then across the road, a quite large one. One night my grandson heard the commotion you speak of and then nothing.
Not long after that, I heard another outbreak- omg the snarling and screaming was so intense then all of a sudden, nothing.
The ‘yotes have been plentiful for some time now, even in the Willamette Valley, west of the Cascades
But the wolves
I’ve been seeing one, sometimes two every week now
Hadn’t seen ‘em that plentiful before, maybe one a season
I don’t believe I have the heart to put either down
But a wounded one, near the cabin?
It’s gonna be offed
The icicles are getting’ scary weird
I could just knock 'em off, but rather fascinated with their metamorphic journey
But, the scariest is the creepy looking two dimensional snowman stuck to a tree
Looks insanely evil
Been thinking about building a carport for next winter
Rather weary of tarping and untarping ever time we go somewhere
Then I think about raking snow off yet another roof
……I’m good with the tarp
I've got around a cord and a half of wood before I have to get into this
It'll be a race to April (hopefully by April things'll be at least thawed a bit)
The ugly beasty is looking not so unsightly with snow on it
Maybe I should flock it....
Naw, thinking a well place tree thru the middle of it would be better
But, hey, it's my lady's hobby place
....dammit
I best just tend to chores
Got a hankerin' for an ice cream cone for some reason
Those saplings sure can bend under a snow load
some stick that way
Well, I best git out in it
temps are warming to the teens
and
I've got sumpm knocking at the door
That oatmeal has a way of pressing an issue
I could just knock 'em off, but rather fascinated with their metamorphic journey
But, the scariest is the creepy looking two dimensional snowman stuck to a tree
Looks insanely evil
Been thinking about building a carport for next winter
Rather weary of tarping and untarping ever time we go somewhere
Then I think about raking snow off yet another roof
……I’m good with the tarp
I've got around a cord and a half of wood before I have to get into this
It'll be a race to April (hopefully by April things'll be at least thawed a bit)
The ugly beasty is looking not so unsightly with snow on it
Maybe I should flock it....
Naw, thinking a well place tree thru the middle of it would be better
But, hey, it's my lady's hobby place
....dammit
I best just tend to chores
Got a hankerin' for an ice cream cone for some reason
Those saplings sure can bend under a snow load
some stick that way
Well, I best git out in it
temps are warming to the teens
and
I've got sumpm knocking at the door
That oatmeal has a way of pressing an issue
RadishRose
SF VIP
- Location
- Connecticut, USA
I saw the sign on your cabin that read-
Free snow
Shovel all you want
Free snow
Shovel all you want
Well, end of winter is drawing nigh, and I have yet to work on my book.
Still gotta put all the fractured prose, scattered throughout my files, together, and compile into one humongous homogenized heap…..then edit edit edit.
Closing out this diary thread thing for a time.
But, my hoary rendition of lady liberty will hopefully remain a beacon, guiding harried folks toward a more peaceful actuality in this modern time that challenges physical, mental, and spiritual survival
I have a little carved something on my desk in the shop, which will continue to remind me of my good friends in town, and the game I love
Keep a fire
…and the suet cage filled
I must write
Still gotta put all the fractured prose, scattered throughout my files, together, and compile into one humongous homogenized heap…..then edit edit edit.
Closing out this diary thread thing for a time.
But, my hoary rendition of lady liberty will hopefully remain a beacon, guiding harried folks toward a more peaceful actuality in this modern time that challenges physical, mental, and spiritual survival
I have a little carved something on my desk in the shop, which will continue to remind me of my good friends in town, and the game I love
Keep a fire
…and the suet cage filled
I must write
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Tommy
Senior Member
- Location
- New Hampshire
I like the little golfer, Gary. Did you carve it?
Hmmm ... "Gary the Golfer" O' ... sounds fitting.
Hmmm ... "Gary the Golfer" O' ... sounds fitting.
I like the little golfer, Gary. Did you carve it?
Hmmm ... "Gary the Golfer" O' ... sounds fitting.
A bass guitar playing, brewer of skull cracking 180 proof, fuel dragster wrench twisting mechanic, overfed, long h’ed leaping gnome of a hippy friend of mine carved it for me.
Gives me fond memories ever time I look at it, so I keep it prominent at eye level.
He humbled me at what I thought was my game.
Turns out, a single digit handicap just don't cut it around a foe with tremendous green reading skills
(I'd just as soon pick up when on the green)
….so wish he was still topside
"Gary the Golfer" O'
Heh, more like 'GARY O' IS GOLFING!!!????..... FORE!!!!'
Thanks for the writing break, needed it
