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| Several more inches of heavy snow fell on Wednesday |
29 degees/clear skies/calm winds
Pentoga Road
Once again, Carl the Weatherman missed the mark in predicting Wednesday's snowfall. He said we'd receive "some light snow... probably not much." Last week, his forecast of light snow turned out to be eight inches deep. Yesterday, another six, possibly a bit more, fell.
I walked a full five miles first thing Wednesday morning. It felt wonderful to stretch my legs and get the heart pumping. One thing is certain. After the holidays are over, I'm going to be walking some major distances to shed these Christmas pounds that have been accumulating around my middle. I'm getting that beach ball look again... just paint me red, white, and blue, and roll me down the road.
It began snowing soon after I walked in the house. Gas was needed for the four-wheeler as well as propane to heat the shop. I suggested to Mom that we leave for town sooner rather than later.
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| Who is that Christmas nymph? Why, that's my mom! |
Initially, the snowfall was light, but soon turned heavy. I had difficulty seeing the road so we drove straight to town and right back to Pentoga Road.
Once home, I began working on the snowblower. The outlet at the bottom of the fuel tank had become clogged causing the engine to cut out after running for a minute or two. There was nothing to do but remove the tank and thoroughly clean its interior.
The gas cap disappeared last week while I was using the snowblower. The only thing I can figure out is that it vibrated off and landed somewhere in the deep snow. No doubt I'll find it with the lawn mower next spring. It's a magnet for lost items that are hiding in the yard.
What to do? I fashioned a temporary tin foil cap and secured it onto the gas tank with a small bungee cord. Don't laugh. It works.
I really wanted to go ice fishing, but hadn't yet looked at any of my equipment since last year. I tried to start the power auger, but it wouldn't fire. I'll take it to the small engine shop later today and leave it to be made ready for another season of use.
Some time was spent sorting my fishing equipment on the living room floor. It wasn't long before I told Mom goodbye and headed to the lake.
I drilled a test hole and found in excess of five inches of solid, clear, ice, more than enough.
My stay on the lake was brief. The snow was coming down so hard that I began to worry about getting the Blazer up a hill from where I was parked and I hated to leave Mom at home alone for very long during a heavy snow storm.
Still, I found fish on the sonar, enough that I think I'll head back out first thing this morning and see if I can catch a few bluegills or crappies.
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| My view from inside the ice fishing tent. You can see on the screen that the water temperature is 32 degrees and the depth is 16 feet. |
Back home, it took almost two hours to plow the drive and clean the back patio.
Sargie left work a couple of hours early. Able to drive home in the daylight, she said the roads were all snow covered and quite slippery.
Yooper Brother Mark and Sheri stopped out last night bearing a bag of Christmas goodies.
They leave on Saturday for Wyoming to enjoy a week-long visit with Isabella, Sarah, and Curtis.
I'm going fishing first thing this morning. It's to be a beautiful, warm, sunny, day, ideal for sitting out on the ice for an hour or two.
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| You want to mess with Grandma? Go right ahead, it will be fun to see how far you get. |
So that's about all the news from this end of the North Woods. Christmas is almost here and I think I'm ready. Well, there's a present or two to wrap, but otherwise, we're ready for Santa.
Time to get this show on the road. There's Sargie's lunch to pack, breakfast to be made, and coffee to sip.
After all, a man's work is never done.
So are the tales from Pentoga Road...
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