Like a Wink and a Smile

 



"I forget, did you say I can go? or no?"

  

       I hardly ever leave my Dutchie boy behind. We are like Bing Crosby and Bob Hope. He is my wing man, my Robin or...or....well I don't know any other superhero sidekicks, but, I do know that I am satisfied having him with me to remind me that no matter how dumb I am at times, I am smarter than he is. He is well behaved because I refuse to have a dog that isn't and is a very cuddly, loving little guy with an attitude like mine....lazy. It is funny to watch him play with my parents silky terrier Cosmo. Dutch antagonizes him until Cosmo is so worked up barking, biting and growling, that he has an asthma attack - sad, but kind of funny.




Lazy like his owner



Cold ride in the back of a speeding truck....unless you have a dog in your lap

  
                                 

To quote the movie Monty Walsh "Needlin' people is what I do."
 

The Bull Fish Inn

  My dad and his neighbor built a spearing shed for this winter's frozen fun upon the lakes. The Bull Fish Inn, and what an in it is - 4'x8' with the shortest wall being around 7'. What a beast to move. We had good intentions of spearing some pike and catching some monster size blue gills, but as it usually goes, good intentions are easy to come by but the full reward is ellusive. There were some fun times had though this year, like when we decided to move the shanty for the second time in three weeks. It was warm enough that we had four inches of water under a light crust of ice, and then another ten inches of punky ice under that to hold us up. If you've never had to contend with pulling a two or three hundred pound box across these kind of conditions, I feel sorry that you don't know what "fun" is. Once we got it over to where we wanted it I started cutting the hole with the chain saw totally soaking one leg of my Carharts, which later became pretty stiff. Moving the shed was a pretty good payoff though. We had good size perch coming in and one small pike until the muskrats from the shoreline found the shed and decided to store seaweed inside the hole.

                                                       



the decoy






The decoy and his friends

 
Sitting outside on the ice fishing used to be fun, or even in a shed. I think that I must be getting old though. I don't find as much enjoyment in getting frozen sitting still, staring at the same weeds and lake bottom for hours as I used to. Oh well at least I'm up out of my recliner for a little while.



Yes I was awake, but dutch hadn't woke up yet

 Maybe next winter I will hitchhike to somewhere warm and full of trout streams.......probably not.