The Mansfield Pioneer Church. Not far from here, we visited while on our drive Thursday afternoon. |
2 degrees/clear/calm
Pentoga Road
I'm having a rough time clearing the cob webs from between my ears this morning and my fingers seem to be suffering from a severe attack of dyslexia. The letters want to scramble, to come out backwards or in the wrong order. I need coffee. BRING ME COFFEE NOW! Oh wait, Sargie's in the shower and the bulldog is sound asleep. Think I'll have to get my own.
The past two days have featured nonevents. I've mostly sat on my backside and looked at fish finders on the internet, graded an occasional assignment, played a bit outside, or otherwise stared off into space.
It seemed as though spring arrived on Thursday. That's the first time we've seen bare pavement on our local county road in several weeks. |
I walked my usual five miles Wednesday morning. No problems there and I found myself wishing there were a few more hills so I might get more of a cardio workout.
I cleaned the house and did laundry during the day, told a telemarketer to quit calling here or I'd sic the Obama Administration on him, and even took a nap. Pretty exciting stuff.
Sargie was off Thursday. While she was doing her thing, I spent part of the morning cleaning the back deck and scraped most of it down to the bare wood.
Hopefully, it will get warm enough in the future to melt whatever is left.
I had to shovel the piles as they were so high that the snow couldn't be blown from the deck over the tops when close. |
Sargie and I took a long drive around the area Thursday afternoon.
One thing is obvious, no one is ice fishing. Lakes that are normally dotted with multiple ice shacks have only a few or none. We went to lakes yesterday where there were no signs that anyone had been out at all.
Michigan DNR (Dept of Natural Resources) keeps talking about how the number of fishing licenses being sold has declined over the years. It's becoming obvious.
I forget that we are now into the generation of those who grew up with computers and digital electronics and it's for the same reasons that public school extra curricular activities are on the decline that interest in the outdoors is on the wane. It's simply too much physical work.
I feel sorry for this digitally savvy/outdoor challenged generation. They may be fairly intelligent when it comes to social media, but so many are ignorant, even stupid, when it comes to interests outside of their electronic realms.
The snow sliding off the roof of this camp is almost to the ground. |
Neighbor Mike called from Marquette yesterday afternoon saying they were on their way down. After arriving home from our drive, I plowed their lane, opened up the camp and started a fire in the stove. Mike called last night saying they made it in good shape.
I spent last night shopping for an inexpensive fish finder and finally decided to save several hundred dollars and purchase one that is meant to be used with a boat in open water. I believe I can rig it for ice fishing in the winter, then mount it on the boat during the summer months. It should arrive around the middle of next week. Stay tuned.
Sargie's back to work today. I think I'll walk this morning then see if Neighbor Mike wants to do some fishing later today. I guess they are heading back north tonight, so maybe we can get some guy time in on the ice.
The Menominee River flowing through the ghost town of Mansfield. |
Other than that, there are papers to grade, wood to carry in, and possibly, quite possibly, a short afternoon nap to take.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
Taken from inside Neighbor Mike's camp, looking out at the sunset. |
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