Keeping it simple is the plan here. Search through each day of my life with the possibility that something comes through all the clutter. Post when I can and hope once in a while something interesting finds it's way into the mixture. Frontiers forever are my dreams and hopes that seem always to lie just over the next hill, never quite within reach, but still always there and forever calling out to me.
30 May, 2006
summer and plans
Vick showed up and spent the night Sunday and we had a great visit. They made the trip in from Oklahoma City and left out Monday morning headed back to Las Cruces. It's always great to see old friends and sit and reminisce. When Vick and I visit we are forever talking about the next hunt as well as the last one and where we think the best water will be for our next couple day fishing trip. We sat and recalled some of the places that no longer permit entry to hunt or fish due either to the encroachment of people and business or due to nature and weather in its normal cycle. Take those particulars along with some new regulations by the state and you will see old hunting and fishing areas being regulated away from the very individuals that provide those state employed people with their salary, ironic huh?
We laid out some plans for a couple new adventures in spite of those gripes and now all I have to do is just hope finance and health permit the trip to those places to actually happen. Never is there enough planning and plotting for these excursions, there just aren't enough hours in just one night to plan these trips out. We did try Sunday night to do just that but, we finally gave up after midnight. With the plans we have in mind I guess it will have to hold me over till we get together again and follow up on them or sit back down and do some more plotting. There is a deer and elk hunt that we've lined out for a couple months down the road, also Lake Elephant Butte here in New Mexico is supposed to be drained in early July so, we want to try a stripper fishing trip before that takes place. Don't know if it will happen or not but then again, a lot of the fun is in the anticipation of the trip. For now I will let the memories of those trips replay till some new trips hit the billboards.
29 May, 2006
Memorial Day
27 May, 2006
friends and gumbo
The number of hunters and fishermen in the public areas increased over the years so we moved from these overused spots to the more out of the way places that we constantly searched out. The knowledge Vick had of this area was key to much of the success we had in our hunting and fishing trips. He worked in the oil fields helping to build locations for tank batteries and often had to make the roads as well. Since this work was done in areas that hadn't seen much in the way of people it left him with a wealth of information not only of the locations and routes into these places, but on the dove,quail and deer as well. Another plus with all this was, if there was a rancher to be dealt with in getting access to the land he knew who to talk to.
Not only did I have to put up with the fact he was the trail blazer, Vick was also an excellent shot and seldom let me forget. I could do a fair amount of bragging when it came to fishing but not so much on the hunts. Although I improved over the years with my shooting I still am not the shot that Vick is, and to this day he can smoke me every time, so his bragging stood that test, but I tell you this bit of information, when it comes to a gumbo, I can smoke his butt , having said that, I'll leave the rest for another time.
25 May, 2006
well enough to complain
Now for these politicians, for the life of me I can't find a reason in the world to not bring the border to a complete shut down for a while. When it comes to the issue of people coming over the border illegally the government should do that now, and in the same breath, they should immediately start with a tamper proof identification card. If the government can't do the cards fast enough, then give the job to Visa and MasterCard because they sure as hell don't have any problem sending out millions of damn credit cards every year to people who can't afford them so may as well give them the job. Instead of credit cards it would be ID cards that would eliminate the excuse of those employers hiring the illegal workers. Talk about that for starters but don't even begin talking about this 3 year touchy feely phased in crap, called a path to citizenship or guest worker it's all the same stuff regard;ess it never has worked in the past and it won't work now. Remove the incentive and you don't have to worry about rounding up millions of illegals. It's simple, with no work or handouts I can promise they will find their way back home. I don't know if our elected folks are merely hard-headed or if they are just point blank stupid, I'm leaning to the latter. I'm hoping too, that some of those folks up there run headlong into a rude awakening come election Tuesday on their next go-round. Why do these politicians stir me so when I don't feel well?
24 May, 2006
health & politics
I brought him some bananas, oranges and apples and visited for about thirty minutes. That was enough hospital for me. He wants to move his van and car to a different location as soon as possible. He is worried about it being vandalized where it is now. He was in the middle of moving from a place on the south end of town out to a trailer park when this hospital episode hit. The guys will take care of the vehicles and I'm sure that will help with some of the stress for him. Life has a way of helping us prioritize things, it acts as an incentive you might say.
Tomorrow the senate votes on the immigration bill. I don't know what will happen once it runs headlong into the house bill although I do have my druthers. I feel strongly there must be a priority on controlling the people crossing illegally into this country and then somewhere down the road you can figure what would be the next step in this process. The bed does call and I am going to respond.
23 May, 2006
country clod
I'm one of those un-sophisticated people but I don't hold any prejudice against those that enjoy the classics. I am from the country I was born and raised in the country. I enjoy those things that some people refer to as country such as, trips into the woods and listening to the sounds of nature and the fishing and hunting, believing in the value of families and the strength that comes from that, believing it's proper to respect my elders even as I become older, believing there is right and wrong, believing in God, believing this country is special and being proud of its' might, and also believing folks that listen to music which talks about these things shouldn't be demeaned by some people because they don't prefer Brahms or Beethoven. Andy Rooney may have it right when he says I'm unsophisticated if it means my beliefs aren't jaded with the self-righteous superior-minded vision that some, perhaps like Mr Rooney have of themselves. Hope "ya'll" have a good day Mr Rooney.
21 May, 2006
Quick Ivie Trip
When we arrived at Ivie Saturday about noon, the lake was being used by the tournament fishermen with five separate groups holding events this weekend. The crowd was sizeable and once again I was unable to gather any results of the winners or the winning weight. Everyone seemed to come in with fish, and although the temperature was 100 degrees and above it didn't stop the fishermen from hitting the lake and staying out till weigh-in times of two and three o'clock.
The Sportsman Lounge, which recently got their license to sell alcohol with meals, probably had a good return on that investment from the groups that fished this weekend. Well after dark, from across the street where we stay, we could hear the guys from the tournament as they re-lived the day with all the tales and laughter and those inevitable, "one that got away", stories that always prevail in the midst of fishermen trying to out do the last guys' fishing story. They settled down before we turned in and they all made it up next morning in time to make it to the landing for the next day of fishing, so other than a headache here and there they probably enjoyed their stay.
I'm outa here till later.
19 May, 2006
Scope out Skype 2.0
I am heading out in a little while with Rufus on a short run to Lake Brantley. Brantley is just outside Carlsbad New Mexico. He has a boat that he's selling and wants to do a final check on everything before he lets it go. Don't want an angry fisherman coming back to your house before daylight wanting to jump ugly on you about a bad boat buy. I sure wouldn't anyway. Check back later.
17 May, 2006
Sunset from Lake Ivie
16 May, 2006
home again
I read a couple books while there and picked and strummed on the guitar most every night for at least twenty minutes each sitting. Could you imagine the number of sittings I would have to have before one could actually sit down and hear something worthwhile come from my fingers across the strings of that little Gibson guitar. That amount of time would be unavailable in my life to get to that point. Of course you realize you wouldn't find tickets to hear me play anything so you don't need to worry having to save your coins for that concert.
The time will come when serious items will get brought up here also and find some interesting things to post. I had good intentions of posting some pictures but was unable to gather enough of anything while I was there this time to make it worthwhile. That lies down the road not so far away but till then, I will just say I am back home and looking forward to my next trip to Ivie. Hope to include some of the activities of this trip in future posts.
Everything here was in good shape when we returned. I did have to send in a late payment on something I forgot to mail before leaving Hobbs but even that wasn't a problem. Now to get back in rhythm with life here for that period of time that it takes till I'm able to head out to Lake Ivie once again.
02 May, 2006
And Then Came Wednesday
On another note of more consequences, Kenneth called tonight from the hospital. The day before his sister Jewell was to be buried he did something to the rotator cuff on the left shoulder. He explained tonight that he had been in ICU since Saturday night but was unable to call and let anyone know. There was a rift between he and his daughter about which he didn't go into details over and hence, he hasn't anyone to give him a hand with personal stuff and he doesn't have anyone to come check in on him. Our conversation was interesting.
Somewhere back in the past he and I had a difficult moment that never got talked about, and in that, a tension has been with us for a few years, We still were decent to one another in our meetings and in groups where we happened to appear together. Still the air was never cleared over this incident which was, as in most cases, quite insignificant. We managed to visit tonight for several minutes and in the conversation I explained that those things past were just that, past. Here he was in need of a helping hand for someone to give in what ever measure it may require and any feelings or emotions associated with those ill times should be let go of once and for all.
The visit ended on good terms and with the agreement that my niece or I would check in on him and take all his calls for visits or whatever. I told him to not worry about things and that we would do all we could to help him out till that time he could manage on his own or family could give him a hand. I will bring him a cup of his favorite coffee from McDonald's in the morning before we leave to go to the lake. I could not leave in good conscience should I not do that.
01 May, 2006
May First
Two more days till I head out to the lake. Rufus is trying to get the roof on the pontoon boat fixed today. I think today will be the day it gets done. I intend to get a couple pictures of the work and post them later today. I need to do some errands and gather some grocery items and try to finish some packing and see where I am with all this by daylight tomorrow. I get tired of the preparation but it is necessary to get to the next step, right?