December 29, 2012 – Saturday morning

3 degrees/ partly cloudy/calm

Pentoga Road

I took advantage of my body wanting to lie between the warm sheets this morning and slept in. Sargie has the weekend off and it was nice to simply be lazy. We were both up extra early Friday morning and after a long day yesterday and not going to bed until late last night, the sleep and laziness was welcome.

Friday began with a drive to Iron Mountain. Sargie had to be at the hospital early and we were lucky that she could walk in, have her blood drawn, and within a short while, walk back out. There was ample time for breakfast and we even made a stop along the way.

It wasn't until we pulled into the parking lot alongside the Blazer, left the night before, that I discovered I’d forgotten the keys. Sargie didn’t have one to the SUV on her key ring so I had to drive the 36 miles home, get my keys, then drive back, and finally, back home a second time.

Unless it’s local, I’d rather not drive alone. But still, one does what he must, and I dutifully pointed the car back home to retrieve the forgotten keys. It seems everyone else was in a hurry and it wasn’t long before a line of cars was following. Oh well, they got to enjoy the countryside. It’s beautiful this time of the year.

While in Iron Mountain, the second time, I stopped at Home Depot and purchased a few more pieces of cedar dog-eared fencing. The material is fairly inexpensive when compared to more refined lumber and for rough building, it works well.

It was past noon before I finally arrived home to stay. Still smarting from my earlier forgetfulness, I worked off some excess energy by carrying in wood and doing a few household chores. I also constructed a stand and box for the battery and fish finder from one piece of the dog-eared fence purchased earlier.

Hmm, how else to assuage one’s hurt feelings?

It was a fun couple of hours on the ice, fishing. I sat outside and fished until the shadows began getting long before moving into the Clam. I caught big and little bluegills alike, but set my own personal best for a nice bluegill I pulled through the hole.

Sargie was home fairly early last night and we enjoyed huge bowls of popcorn and watched a movie. It was the perfect end to Christmas week.

I’m not sure what’s on the agenda for today. I know Christmas decorations will begin coming down. I need put new line on my ice fishing rod and work a bit on some of the equipment. I’m sure Sargie will want to take a drive later. And then, I may have to go fishing for an hour or two, see if there are any more of those nice bluegills still swimming around. It’s tough, but someone has to do it. A man’s work is never done, you know.

So are the tales from Pentoga Road…