|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 30, 2014 at 5:55 PM||comments (0)|
FASHION IS PAINFUL that is what I heard a twelve year old boy yell at his mother outside of Al-Mart this morning. Made me chuckle as I watched a young family heading into Al-Mart with the young lad making his "Fashion Statement" leading the way. The fashion statement I guess was that he was wearing baggy, heavy black sweat pants with shoes a tad too big, he had on a black hoodie that was a couple of sizes too big and it looks like he had on an even bigger long sleeve sweatshirt on underneath. It was eighty-one in the shade and dripping humidity out with thunderclouds hanging overhead. I am guessing that his mother had asked him if he was a little over dressed and his answer was the fashion is painful statement. I on the other hand was wearing a tee shirt, shorts and flip flops carrying my wallet and my truck keys. Made me wonder if I was making a fashion statement to, for old people .
Had to go to Al-Mart for some rice, For some reason Ma and Pa's were sold out and I need some for Bud. Bud has had a bad week and has been sick so we are giving him some TLC with a diet of rice and some chicken. Stomach has been acting up and he is not himself. There is some worry going on here as he is almost fourteen and a half and at that age it does not take much to put an old dog in some serious problems. Duncan knows something is up as he will not leave the old dog's side and they are both together every time I check. I was going to do some fishing here but I have put that on hold as I am staying around to keep an eye on the old guy. The wife gave me a little bit of a hard time when I told her I had to drive to Al-Mart to get the rice but I told her I would do the same for her. I came home and found her boiling chicken for Bud.
Been raining off and on the past few days so I have been pretty lazy. Not working on the playhouse even though it did pass the first inspection from the grand daughter. She did say it was small but then I explained I had plans in the works for a deck that would be double the size of the playhouse. That met her approval and I got the green light to move on with the project. Of course she did have to climb up on the metal roof to look that over much to the dismay of her mother who spotted her walking on the roof and started to yell at her from the kitchen window till she saw me standing at the bottom of the ladder. She then just shook her head and disappeared from sight. No doubt to complain to her mother, my wife about me and my granddaughter her daughter.
I should be up at the Resort working today, Vic called me and told me one of the big white pines blew over two days ago. I called Chuck who told me that he and Hammering Hank were already on it. A big tree they cut the trunk up into seven nine foot sections and hauled them to the wood shop where the saw mill is set up. To much weight for the tractor they had to put the mower deck on the back end and then stacked some railroad ties on top of that. Only way they could move the logs and keep the back wheels on the ground. Fellows offered the use of the crane but they were working on a track that had come off so it was quicker to just use the tractor. Chuck told me that the saw logs are too big around to fit on the saw mill so they will have to be cut down some. We should be able to cut up some really nice wood out of the saw logs through. Going to have to start doing that here pretty soon, we are getting a pretty good pile of trees that need to be milled. Well that's it for right now, time to get a feeding in on Bud and rub his ears, he is getting a twinkle back in his eyes so I hope he is on the mend, I am not nearly done having him around here at Lake Iwanttobethere
|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 28, 2014 at 1:25 AM||comments (0)|
RAINING HERE AT Lake Iwanttobethere this morning and I am torn between saying it is welcomed. A few drops were falling this morning when I made my way out to the berry patch to pick a handful of strawberries for breakfast. I was the last one up and the dogs had already been outside so when I opened the door and they saw the rain falling they just turned and walked away from the door. Overcast sky and a few drops were falling, the grass was wet and I thought there for a sec I should have put on a jacket or at least worn a hat. I let myself in through the garden gate and moved leaves around looking for some nice plump red berries. Leaves bounced from the weight of rain drops hitting them but they were few and far between. I had brought a quart size yogurt cup out with me and it was about half full when the rain drops starting falling harder and there were more of them.
Closes spot to get out of the rain was the under construction play house and I made my way there just as the shower turn to rain. Last night I spent some time in the playhouse as I was waiting on a thunderstorm. I had a cigar burning and I was sitting on a bench, the idea was I was checking to make sure there were no leaks in the metal roof that I had put on. I smoked the cigar and watched the thunderstorm just pass to the South out over the lake and except for a few drops nothing really fell. Today as I sat on the bench the metal roof was loud from the rain drops pounding it. No leaks so that was good and the big overhang that I had put on was keeping any water from falling where the window was going to go in. The play house is small only 6x6 and the roof is only a foot over my head. The sound of the rain hitting the metal was pretty loud and I can only imagine what it will sound like when it gets its first thunderstorm down pour. Hail should be a real blast to listen to inside it, might have to keep some ear plugs in there.
Sixty degrees out and with the falling rain I leaned back against the wall and watched it rain through the cutout for the big window. I think the grand kids will like the place once it is done. I figure I might as well enjoy the view for now as I am pretty sure it will be a "No boys allowed" once the granddaughters start decorating inside it. Guess it will be payback from when the grandsons sit inside the wood shop with the roll up door rolled all the way to the top. During rainstorms they will sit on overturned five gallon buckets just inside the door and out of the rain. I didn't do it on purpose but the big window of the play house is directly across from the roll up door of the wood shop. I can hear yells of "Taste Great, Less Filling" being shouted back and forth between the two groups even though neither one will know what the cheer means.
Showers are in the forecast for most of the afternoon, just enough rain to keep you from working outside and enough to get you wet if you are in a boat. I do like the cooler weather as I am not a fan of the hot summer, matter of fact give me a nice sunny fall day year round and I would be very happy. Shower ended but big drops from the Maple tree still fell and rang off the metal roof. I made my way back to the cabin and the wife asked me where the berries were. I looked into my plastic cup and it was empty, guess I had eaten them as I watched the rain fall here at Lake Iwanttobethere
|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 27, 2014 at 1:40 AM||comments (0)|
A PRETTY QUIET morning here at Lake Iwanttobethere. All I hear right now is the singing of a robin through the open window here in the den and the panting of Duncan under the desk. Not much of a wind so the wind chimes are quiet. Almost noon here as I write this Bud and Barney are already deep into their afternoon nap. Have been without phone service for two days, didn't miss it at all and as a matter of fact I turned off my cell phone so I would not have to answer it to have someone ask me if my phone service was back on yet. The mother in law unable to call her daughter drove over instead. They chatted in the kitchen while I did some weeding in the Garden of Weeding. I brought in a bowl of strawberries and rinsed them off in the sink and then sat them down on the kitchen table. The mother in law somehow got the impression that they were for her and she proceeded to eat the bowl of strawberries. Of course as she did she made several comments about how these berries are so fresh and sweet and so much better then the berries you have to pay for at Ma and Pa's Grocery.
Lucky for me we are having a bumper crop of berries this season and every morning I go out and pick fresh berries for breakfast. The raspberries are ripening now so soon I will be changing over to them for breakfast. I can see some jam in my future, maybe even some strawberry jam if I can keep the mother in law away from my pickings. Been busy the past few days, Granddaughters play house is coming right along on schedule. Walls are all up, sheeted and the metal roof is on. Waiting on my order of cedar siding from down at the Lumber Yard. Granddaughter will be back from her vacation on Monday so I will be having my first inspection that afternoon I am thinking. Afternoon's have been spent working on the playhouse and evenings have been spent burning scraps of left over wood in the fire pit. Garden is making up for lost time as everything is growing including the weeds. Last of the radishes have been pulled and now we are harvesting spinach and lettuce.
Have not been out fishing much the past couple of weeks, that time of the summer when you have to make a big push to get work done around the cabin. Having the playhouse to build is just something extra on the list of things to do. With all the rain the grass needs mowing as it is still growing. Usually during the summer I have grand kids here all the time but this summer they are staying home. There goes my cheap labor and now I have to do all the garden weeding and watering all the flower and gardens myself. Having installed a couple of more rain barrels and with all the rain the barrels never get drained and I can't use the hose without the wife looking at me over the top of her glasses and reminding me of all the money we are saving by buying rain barrels. Them were my words this past spring.
Stormy Clearweather is calling for a nice dry spell coming so it looks like I will be having no excuse for not doing some staining on the cabin and maybe even the deck. I do have some days penciled in for some fishing as we can't spent all summer working and not fishing. Of course I am spending more time just sitting on the deck and enjoying the quiet mornings here. Have even been going a few days without turning the computer on which is good. There might be some stretches here where the fishing reports are few and far between, Just means that I am fishing or laying on my back watching clouds sail by here at Lake Iwanttobethere
|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 22, 2014 at 11:40 AM||comments (0)|
FEELS LIKE A hundred out as both Elmer and Vic told me that and they are old guys and have experienced enough hundred degree days in their lives that I tend to agree with them. Yesterday at the Lodge it got so hot that the A/C unit could not keep up so we went to the back up plan, we moved into the ice storage house. Don't take to long sitting on some sawdust over a stack of Lake Iwanttobethere Lake ice to cool you off. Matter of fact some guys had to step outside because they were getting the shakes from having their backsides frozen. We had a keg of Hamms out there on blocks of ice and the first few mugs went down pretty quickly. After that you learned to pace yourself and I was sitting near the door getting the proper amount of draft off the ice and the heat of the day from the open door.
Storm warning went up late afternoon as Sunshine Ray was on KCUM radio talking off a line of thunderstorms marching from the far side of the state heading this way. He was pretty sure we were going to get wet as the storm front was a couple of states wide. Hearing this the Fellows thought that they should head back to the Resort and take their crane down. With the threat of lightning they didn't want their crane to get struck. I might have mentioned the crane in the past but I don't remember. They got it last summer and we did some bartering so they could store it up at the Resort. Not really going to use it to do any building with just thought it would be a good idea to have one around. I must admit having your own crane is nice especially when you want to lift beds through the second floor windows of the Resort Clubhouse.
Last fall there was some talk of using the crane to support a deer stand but that proved to be unsuccessful as a single stand hanging from the crane tended to sway a lot in any kind of a breeze. Next idea was to just lift an entire ice shanty and use that as a deer shack in the air. That worked a little better wind wise but it would rotate still making it hard to shoot from. Fellows gave up on the hunting stand idea and the crane has been sitting till it started to get a little hot this summer. Now they have a rope tied to the hook and use it as a big swing out into our little bay. Fellows finished up their last couple of rounds of beer and went to the Resort and lowered the crane to the ground. From what Vic told me on the phone they did not have any problem getting it down, getting it up again is something else.
This morning finds me without telephone service and the lights were down for a while to. I slept right through the big storm that came through around three or so. I didn't think much of it as I went out to the garden to pick strawberries and the grass was already dry. Something ate one of the broccoli plants, I'm thinking a rabbit. The wife was none too happy when I told her. Picked my first ripe raspberry, about time. Rain is gone but the wind sure is blowing. About twenty degrees cooler then yesterday so it is doable weather to work on the playhouse today. I will have to wander over to Elmer's dock and see if he has any sucker minnows in his bait bucket. Maybe toss a line out and give Barney something to watch besides those bluegills under the dock here at Lake Iwanttobethere
|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 21, 2014 at 12:40 PM||comments (0)|
FORECAST IS CALLING for it to hit ninety in the shade and even higher then that if you are out in the middle of Lake Iwanttobethere in an aluminum boat at midday. Now maybe where you are ninety is no big deal but we don't get many days like that around here so we are never really prepared for them. A couple of feet of fresh snowfall and minus twenty temperatures, no big deal but hot weather, things come to a standstill around here. I have plans today and they do not involve any kind of work. I was up early and watered gardens and picked strawberries. Saw a few had parts missing, no doubt from the renegade chipmunks. Sprayed down the yard with the tick spray, not yet time for its scheduled treatment but the wife had a couple of ticks on her so I thought I would move up the application. I checked the dogs and they were OK so I figured the wife was just in the wrong place. I also had to move some metal roofing that I had stored away and they were covered in spiders. Don't know what it is about spiders but a lot of guys are not fond of them and you can include me in that group. Tick spray should take care of the spiders, I'll let the roofing sit a spell before I check.
Since I was out in the yard I saw Mark the mailman coming up the shoreline. As you know during the summer most mail is delivered by boat. Normally I don't see much of Mark in the summer as he comes by early. I went down to the dock and stood alongside Barney who was already down there. I looked into the water and saw that Barney was watching a few blugills just in the shade of the dock and I watched as they just kind of stayed in one spot, nothing moving but their fins as they held their position. Mark glided up to the dock and I pushed the boat off with my foot before it could hit the dock. HIYA's were exchanged and some small talk. I noticed Mark was dressed for the hot day wearing his postal shorts and shirt half unbuttoned. Add the flip flops and the woven round top safari straw hat he looked rather comfortable. Mark told me he would like to chat longer but he needed to get off the water early today and with that I pushed him away from the dock and he headed down to Elmer's.
I brought the mail into the cabin and put it on the desk, nothing there that needed my attention. I pause a second to look at the outdoor magazine that came. It had a cover on it telling me it was my almost last warning that my subscription was about to end. I think I just renewed it two months ago. Barney stayed down at the dock, Buddy was sleeping in my bed but Duncan was up and about looking for something to do. Told the wife I was heading to the Lodge and Duncan hearing the word Lodge was out the door and waiting at the Tahoe for me. Climbed into the Tahoe started the engine and turned on the A/C don't have a clue if it works, will be the first time I used it this summer.
Arrived a short drive later going through the road construction without having to wait for any trucks or backhoes. Parked in my spot and came through a closed back door. Lodge was dark with not any of the drapes pulled open. Just the light from the bar and the yellow glow of the popcorn machine. I let my eyes adjust to the limited light and I could hear the sound of the chugging air conditioner and I could feel the welcomed cool hit my skin. As my eyes adjusted I saw that several of the stools at the bar were already filled with roofers and of course the big round table held the Fellows. Looks like I was not the only one planning to hang out in the air conditioning of the Lodge here at Lake Iwanttobethere
|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 20, 2014 at 10:55 AM||comments (0)|
REINFORCEMENTS ARRIVED YESTERDAY although they have probably been here the whole time, I just did not notice them. I am talking chipmunks! Yesterday afternoon I was working on the foundation for the grand kids play house and I was taking a water break. I was sitting on the deck and I watched as a chipmunk darted out from under the Tahoe and made a beeline right for the fence that protects my berry patch. The nerve of the little dude, in broad daylight it was running across the yard for what I am sure he thought was a free meal. Duncan was laying on the deck but as soon as he saw that I was interested in something he was up and looking for what I was looking at. A quick "Hunt em up" sent Duncan flying off the deck like he was diving in the lake and the chase was on.
The chipmunk saw Duncan coming and made a hard left turn and darted under the gate and into the garden. I had a surprise for him though. The plants are all big enough that Duncan is not going to step on anything and hurt them anymore. With the chipmunk chirping and hiding in the lettuce I open the gate and Duncan looked at me for the OK. "Hunt em up" and Duncan flew into the fenced in garden and with nose down the chase was on again. Down the lettuce row a right at the tomato plants and then another right and some zig zagging through the tatters. The chipmunk exited the garden by the squash and Duncan had to come back to the gate and run around the fence to continue his pursuit. To much time was lost and the chipmunk made it to the high grass and Duncan lost him. We spent the rest of the afternoon listening to the chirping of the chipmunk or I think chipmunks as they worked on a new raiding plan.
The day started off with the threat of rain and even though it got dark a few times nothing fell. Plants needed water so I went around to the rain barrels and filled the big water sprinkler thingie. While the bottle filled up with water I would take the hole and work on the weeds that seem to grow quicker then the plants. Now that I know that the bunnies have had a litter that is something else I have to watch in the garden for. Too bad the rabbits don't eat weeds, they would be welcomed in the garden. So I watered all the gardens and the flower pots scattered all over the yard and made sure the tobacco plants got a big drink. Last week I fertilizer them and they got a good soaking and I think they grew a foot since then, too bad I can't say the same for my corn.
Son called me told me he and one of his buddies were going to take their boats fishing, asked if I wanted to add my boat and we could have a little contest. I was outside when I was on the phone and I looked at the once again dark sky overhead and saw the tree tops were swaying pretty good and told him I would think about it. I kept working on the foundation and there were a few times when I thought I was going to have to put tools away but it never did rain. By five I was at the point where I needed to go to town and get some more wood and no sooner did I put the tools away then the wind stopped and I saw some blue sky. I am thinking if I had not watered the gardeins then it would have rained for sure. I ended up just sitting on the deck with my chair pointed at the vegetable garden and watching. Duncan was at my feet and he slept with one eye closed and the other staring at the garden. Might have been a good afternoon to go fishing but there is always another day here at Lake Iwanttobethere
|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 19, 2014 at 10:15 AM||comments (0)|
SATURDAY MORNING HERE at Lake Iwanttobethere and it looks like it is going to be a Skeeter kind of day. I was out checking the garden already this morning and I didn't even get pass the gate before I was attacked. Overcast and humid out, the forecast is calling for some showers and maybe even a few thunderstorms. I am thinking if the wind does not start blowing I just may go fishing. A couple of days ago the chipmunk who has been eating my strawberries was eliminated by the crack sniper team, this morning when I went to check my berries and I found a small rabbit in the lettuce. Rabbit saw me and took off zig zagging through the potatoes plants like he was being chased. I figure that the red fox that I have now seen twice in the past few days will make quick work of him.
Granddaughter two is now on vacation and I miss her already, she must have known that I would because I found an envelope on my desk with my name on it, Papa. I opened the envelope to find she had left me a work list written in purple crayon. It only had one thing for me to do and it was written big enough to cover the entire page. PLAYHOUSE is all it said. I am hoping with some luck and no rain that I will have it pretty much done before she returns. Yesterday I did level the area and put some blocks down for a foundation and spent the afternoon cutting a steel door down to playhouse size. That in itself is a long story but I don't want to relive. Today I have to go down to the Lumber yard and see Ms Luan about some 2x4's and some plywood for the floor.
Middle of summer here and Friday nights are not quiet, with all the humidity in the air the sound of stock car races from the county dirt track can be heard way over here. No sooner does the road construction crew shut down for the day then we can hear the sound of the stock cars. For a few minutes between races it actually gets quiet around here and you can hear birds which for some reason sound very loud when sitting on the deck. I suppose they to have to raise their voices in order to be heard. Duncan has been outside most of the day with me, acting like my guard dog he is not too far away as he is waiting for the chipmunk to return. He sits by the driveway and looks at me and then back to the section of gravel where the chipmunk would run by on its way to the garden. The old dogs Bud and Barney are enjoying retirement I think. Most of their day is spent sprawled in front of the door of the cabin where you have to step over them to get inside.
I have been busy though, it is not all about sitting on the deck and watching someone else do work. All the firewood has been cut and split for the season and it stacked to the roof of the wood shed. Even cut another cord just in case this winter is bad like the last two have been. I am hoping we are done with that and I will just have a head start on the following season's wood pile. Grass is green the trees are full of leaves, bugs and birds everywhere and no snow. Kind of like summer is supposed to be like. Sunsets are getting to be colorful as there is a fire well to the north of us that is pumping smoke into the air. I guess down in the big city they would call it smog but here it is just something for the sunlight to shine off of and reflect on the waters of Lake Iwanttobethere
|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 17, 2014 at 12:10 PM||comments (0)|
BEEN A BUSY week and it is only half over with. Granddaughter two returned from her mini vacation with her parents down at Gramp Dave's cabin. The big event there is that she hooked and then lost a big bass right off the dock and under the boat lift. Story goes she was fighting the fish and yelling for someone to bring a net. Her aunt thought she was just joking and took her sweet time getting out of the lawn chair and getting a landing net. The granddaughter gave up on waiting and tried to pull the fish up onto the dock by using the line and of course the line broke and the fish slipped back into the water. Granddaughter had a melt down and her ma told her she was done fishing for the day. Thing is the granddaughter was not mad at her aunt or at even losing the fish but she lost her lure!
So the granddaughter was here for a few days before she sets of on yet another vacation, this is the big one as at the end of the week she is headed to Dollywood. Now I think you are thinking Dollywood is for old people and fans of country music but they also have one heck of a water park and the granddaughter lives to be in the water. I was told she will call me everyday, if she remembers and will keep me up to date. I know she is packing four swimsuits so I am not counting on getting to many telephone calls as they are going to be there for a week. The two days she spent here she made me work. She came over and asked if I had anything for her to do and I told here I had a million things that need to be done. She asked where the list was and I pointed at my head. She shook her head and told me I better start writing them down.
We worked on the list, at least the first few dozen of things that needed to get done. Yesterday when her mother came to pick her up we got in a little bit of trouble because she, the granddaughter was standing with one foot on top off the green house roof and the other on top of the ladder jamming the garden hose down the down spout clearing out maple seed pods that were blocking it. Her mother came around the corner and looked up to see her daughter a little wet and water spraying everywhere. The daughter gave me a look and I just shrugged my shoulders and told her it was on the list. We also stacked firewood and mowed the lawn, chased the chipmunk out of the strawberry patch a few times and saw a red fox running from Chuck's next door. Didn't see any chicken in his mouth but we called Chuck and told him he better count his birds just to make sure.
It was not all work as we need restock her fishing tackle box for her and I found a couple of replacements for the fishing lure she lost to the big bass. According to her the fish was longer then her arm and its mouth was bigger then a Miracle Whip jar. I was impressed and told her so. We then put new line on her rod so it will not happen again, her losing the fish. We picked strawberries and pulled up radishes. She planted yet more flowers with her grandma and we watched a couple of movies. Honey I Shrunk the Kids and E.T. I was surprised that she had not seen either one before. I must admit it has been twenty years since I have seen them so there were like new to me. This morning I have already been out in the garden, plucked some strawberries for breakfast and pulled some radishes for supper. I have it down on the calendar as a fishing day but the granddaughter left me a list of things I am suppose to do. Never seems to be enough time on nice days here at Lake Iwanttobethere
|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 13, 2014 at 3:45 PM||comments (0)|
SO GLAD IT is summer and not the dead of winter here at Lake Iwanttobethere. It rained yet again overnight here. If this was winter the snow would have been deep and we would all be complaining. Since it was just rain there are some puddles to step over or through but the rest has disappeared into the ground and the old saying of out of sight out of mind applies. Silent Sunday here at the resort and one sure fired way to keep grown men quiet is to make sure they are well fed. Sun is showing itself from time to time between clouds that look like they could hold some rain. The rain is not in the forecast but Mother Nature never does what she is suppose to do but just does what she wants. There is enough of a threat of rain that most of the guys have their truck windows rolled up.
I was sitting out on the screen porch with some of the Fellows, relaxing and just swirling the last few spoonfuls of strawberry malt in the bottom of my glass. A tourist walked in with I am guessing his wife in tow. We all looked up and he said "Hello" we all replied with various versions of "HIYA" the man went on to say that he was told he can get a genuine throwback BBQ meal here, is that true?" Before answering I looked around the table and the plates and I had to pause and think about what the man said. Before me just a few minutes ago sat hamburgers and hot dogs and bottle soda. The hamburgers were made from ground hamburger and hand formed into patties and placed on the grill over wrist size maple sticks that had been reduced to red coals. The hot dogs were hand stuffed at Ma and Pa's grocery and were unwrapped from white butcher paper. Connected in links they had to be separated before they could be placed on the grill.
Ketsup and mustard sat on the table in glass bottles and a bowl held the home made pickle relish. Onions came from the garden and they to were diced or in big round rings and in a bowl. A canning jar held pickles for the hamburgers and if you wanted cheese on your burger you would take the wood handled knife and cut a slice off the block of cheese that farmer McDonnell's wife makes. Hot dog buns and the hamburger buns came from our very own kitchen and they were fresh baked just this morning. One of the Fellows, Steve had loaded up his hot dog bun with onions and relish and ketsup and mustard and was telling everyone who would listen that these are the best hot dog's money can buy. Elmer pointed out to him that they would be even better if he had remembered to put the hot dog in the bun.
Bacon for the burgers was hand smoked over hickory or we also had some smoked over Maple. Some guys can tell the difference in taste and like to mix some of each on their burgers. French fries are hand cut and deep fried to order. Cut from home grown garden potatoes you can hold them out and they don't sag. Lake Iwanttobethere Root Beer in frosted mugs sat on the table and Vic was still nursing a Bupple Up soda from his private stash. Marv had come out with his cart of ice cream and the green malt maker. Scoops of vanilla ice cream were dropped into the mugs of Lake Iwanttobethere Root Beer but I opted for a strawberry shake. Marv scooped ice cream into the metal shaker and added malt and just the right amount of milk. I produced some strawberries from my berry patch and a few minutes later Marv was handing me a malt with whipped cream and two cherries on top. I was trying to spear the second cherry in the bottom of my glass and I was thinking to myself what the guy had said, "Throwback BBQ" we eat like this every summer here at Lake Iwanttobethere
|Posted by Bobby Bass on July 12, 2014 at 2:10 PM||comments (0)|
THIS END OF Lake Iwanttobethere is like flower pot that someone held a watering can over and just forgot to move on. Last night just after supper a thunderstorm came over and just parked right over the cabin and it rained hard for about twenty minutes. I would say we received over a half an inch of rain in that time span as I watched a bowl sitting on the deck fill with water. I of course was sitting on the covered swing watching the rain and not making any effort to get into the cabin. From my vantage point I noticed that I should make a few adjustments to the placement of rain barrels as even though they are full they could be moved a tad to catch more water in them. Of course first off they would have to be empty for me to move them and that has not happen this summer. We are at no loss for rain as we have overcast sky again here today and no rain in the forecast but that is what Sunshine Ray said yesterday to.
Received a fishing update from the granddaughter, Gramp Dave has not put her on fish but she has found her own fish hiding under the dock in the shade of the pontoon lift. At last report she has caught eight including a small bass and is now showing gramp Dave the fine art of dock fishing. She told my she is having fun but I am going to need to restock her tackle box on her return. Yard is soaked and garden is getting muddy. Have lost yet another big strawberry to what I am thinking is the chipmunk. Bad enough that he or she sneaks in the garden to pluck the biggest strawberries but then it leaves half of it uneaten on the bricks that are stacked by the berry bed. It is almost like he or she is showing me what she or he has done. I am thinking I might put a call into the sniper team of Elmer and Vic and have them come down and take out the chipmunk with extreme prejudice.
Already the middle of summer as I see it is July 12th today. Halfway through July already and I don't remember much about June. Grass is deep and the trees are heavy with leaves, what is missing is my apple trees are bare of fruit and it does not look good for the second year in a row for apple pies. Garden has turned green this last week, the combination of rain and some heat is done more in the last week then the last month. Grass needs to be mowed again but not till it dries out. Lake is still up and the water is warming, can hear the jet ski's running n the afternoon. The Friday evening gathering of pontoons in the lake is growing in size. Last night I counted over fifteen of them tied together out in the lake. Kind of like a floating bar out there complete with lights and you can hear the music floating across the water.
At the Resort things are quiet, Vic has the place under control and the little bay has become a place for guys to come and hideout when the weather gets a little ruff on the big lake. We might actually turn a little profit this summer as the Bait Room is doing pretty well and the grill has been just busy enough that Marv still likes it. With the Fellows doing the mowing I can kind of sit back in the wood shop when I feel like it and relax. I think I am finally going to get around and make me some chairs up there. Sometime this week Chuck is going to haul is portable saw mill up and we are going to cut some logs up, Of course saying it is a portable saw mill is just a marketing ploy as the thing is a beast to get on the trailer, but that is what tractors are for here at Lake Iwanttobethere