Friday, 28 July 2017

Links day

Well here we are, it's Friday and the living is easy. Yesterday my lovely other half and I went out for the usual things, we did a bit of shopping in town and stopped by a travel agency. and we booked our fall trip. The game plan is to fly over to Europe for three and a half weeks. We are going to do a stop over in Reykjavik Iceland for a few days. Then we're off to Paris for a few days followed by a couple of weeks in Germany and finally back home. One of the nice things is we will be flying Icelandair. They let people stop off for up to a week then travel on and it's considered a layover not a separate flight and that saves serious bucks.

Looking at the media this morning I noticed the baggage handlers at the airport have gone on strike. I'm glad they chose to do this now as opposed to when we are leaving. And while we are on the subject of travel it looks like we are going to purchase one of these items so we can still be online. I know we could go without but what the heck.

I've been looking around at the news stories this morning and some of them just amaze me while others crack me up. Take for example the shiny and new Director of Communications for the White House Anthony Scaramucci. Turns out he went to the Tony Soprano school of public relations, bada bing, bada boom.

Finally there is an electric vehicle that if it lives up to the hype is one I would actually consider buying. It's an SUV that has everything I'm looking for. It's quick, durable, has a good range, can tow up to three tons, is modular... yep everything I want. What this means is when they announce the price it will be way out of my range. 

For years the Canadian Border Services Agency front line people wanted guns. The wanted them because there were safety issues, because there were bad guys behind every bush, because every day they were in mortal danger. Oh and let's not forget the American Customs guys were packing heat too. Well it turn out that since they were trained and started to carry guns in 2007 they've pulled out them big old hog legs 299 times and shot them 18 times in 10 years. One little thing they don't want people talking about is of those 18 shots fired 11 of them were accidental. Oh how we are all so much safer since the tax collectors starting packing guns.

Oh, and speaking about packing heat...  

I noticed that there are those who are not that fond of Green Peace. Well for these folks in the timber industry I do sincerely wish them the best of luck in their attempt to sue

I was reading about this insecure chump who murdered his wife because she... (drum roll please) laughed at him. If he was insecure enough to kill someone he loves over being laughed at, I wonder how he will do in the pen.

Once again I say there are those who should be forced to watch a movie about a subject they are working on. In this case the movie should be Star Trek the Wrath of Khan. It looks like these scientists are in the process of creating Khan's parents


And we all know how well Kahn turned out...

Well that's about all I've got so, since it's Friday, I shall post again on Monday. Have as good a weekend as you can. 

Wednesday, 26 July 2017

1st World problems

This morning saw me up a little earlier than my norm, I had to get my wife moving. One of her friends was picking her up at ten thirty for a day at the cottage, never mind we already live in the country. 

My original game plan was for  day at the range with the newly reconstructed SKS but a quick check of the weather proved it was not going to be. It's no fun busting caps when it's raining out. I know, what a baby, doesn't want to get wet. With my wife gone and nothing to do I figured I'd have a go at cleaning up the mess the ditch diggers left. Out I went with rake and machete in hand to do battle. It took the better part of an hour and a half but I got all the foliage cut down and transported to the brush pile so now the front looks like this...

While I was working away I noticed a little movement in the water. I stopped and looked a little closer and sure enough there was Mr Froggy. Another movement and there was Mr Froggy's friend. Soon after a little looking I spotted three frogs. These guys I'll do my best not to disturb because they eat bugs of the blood sucking kind. 
 
You ever have the feeling of being watched?

I kind felt sorry for the destruction of their habitat until I realized it is the same habitat that  promotes the growth of mosquitoes, poison ivy and a host of other things that I don't like. Tomorrow, depending upon the weather, I'll be out working on the ditch again. In the morning I'm going to get some grass seed and after roughing up the soil I'll put the seed down and water the hell out of it. Anyway, we will see how it goes. 
 
Looking at the day I see that so far I am beset with first world issues. I chose not to go to the range because I didn't want to get wet. So I stayed at home cleaning up the left overs from the town workers who did a job I wasn't willing to do. Thank goodness I don't have any real problems. 
 
That's about all for now, bye-bye.


 
 

 



 

Tuesday, 25 July 2017

Actually getting things done

What I woke up to
Who would have thought it, I actually got something done today. This morning I was serenaded to the lovely sounds of construction equipment outside. The ditch diggers had returned with a vengeance. So I did what any self respecting retired person would do at seven thirty in the morning, I went to the washroom then closed the window and went back to bed. Dawn, take two, happened around nine which for me is a much more respectable hour. 

Around eleven thirty my wife and I went into to the semi big city. She had an appointment and I had to get a replacement battery for the tractor. After dropping my lovely lady off I went to see about the battery. 

Once again I lugged the battery under one arm into a shop but this time the person I spoke with actually understood what was going on. I was in the process of waffling about two batteries one being one hundred and fifty amp and the other being two hundred and sixty amp. The difference being around thirty bucks. A clerk came over and asked if he could help and I explained the problem, that I'm cheap. He pointed out that the two hundred and sixty amp battery would last longer and provide better service. He also said it was on sale and only ten dollars more even though there was no on sale sign. I pointed this out and he smiled saying that if he said it was on sale, it was on sale. Not one to argue I  bought the battery. 
Battery installed

Ditch diggers are
done
After picking my wife up we headed for home. It was a near thing when we arrived home because the ditch diggers had the street blocked. Anyway we managed to get around these guys and once home I had a bite to eat. 

Once the inner man was sated I went out and installed the battery. One thing the guy had warned me about was the battery would need a charge. I said screw it and boosted it with the truck battery and cut the lawn. 

Once the lawn was done I looked around at the damage the ditch diggers had done. There was a nice bit of over growth at the front of the house and now it's gone. Gone to are the pussy willows my wife liked so much. Tomorrow I'll pick up some grass seed and mix it with the remains of the compost. Then I will seed the ditch line. The game plan is to try and stop the return of the weeds and poison ivy. I know, good luck to me but I will do my best. 
Hey where did my home go?
One thing I did notice while I was looking at the ditch was a poor little displace frog. I bet he was wondering what had happened to his nice environment. Oh well I'm sure he will survive.  Well that's about all from me for now. Life goes on and so I must go. Until tomorrow bye-bye.
  
 

Monday, 24 July 2017

My tax dollars at work

On Friday night I had forgotten it was "cocktails on the deck" but several of the neighbours didn't. The house may have been a bit of a mess but we partied anyway. Neighbour B brought over a big jug of an alcoholic concoction of his one design and we hoisted a few. In all we had a lot of laughs and I'd say it was a good evening. 

This past weekend was a quiet one with a mix of sun on Saturday and overcast/rain on Sunday. Not to much went on, I got another two coats of spar varnish on the stock, one on Saturday and one on Sunday. The stock is looking very nice and the photo does not do it justice. 

Still a little tacky but it's done.
On Saturday I had every intention of cutting the lawn. Out I went after lunch. Fuel was a go, weather was a go, battery... not so much so I put it on charge figuring I would give it a few hours then have another go. After four hours of charging the lawn tractor would not even turn over. I really could not check the battery fluid levels because it is a sealed type. The grass wasn't that long anyway so I figured on holding off until today. 

I had to go into town today anyway for a card and gift for my friend Bro-in-law P so I thought I'd stop and pick up a battery at the same time. I checked the store website and found that they had two batteries in stock so off I went. 

Dead battery in hand I arrived at the store and I asked for a replacement. Off the clerk went. She checked high, she checked low and couldn't find any of these batteries even though there were two in stock. I was a nice guy and didn't yell or cause a fuss, I just thanked the lady for here attempt and left the way I had come with the old dead battery in hand. 

The clerk disappeared into
this black hole

I should have known better and went to this store. There is a kinda repetition about this place, a kinda snatching defeat from the jaws of victory as it were. The experience reaffirmed my distaste for dealing with these guys. 

I then stopped and picked up some lottery tickets and a card for the Bro-in-law then I went home. I turned onto my street and there they were, the ditch diggers clearing out the ditch line. Not like it was in the old days when digging a ditch was hard labour, today they get power equipment. Ah my tax dollars at work.

Not like the days when being a ditch digger was hard
At the slow rate they are going I figure they'll be finished tomorrow. In my travels I'll pick up some grass seed and put it down. Hopefully this will keep the poison ivy at bay.

That's about it for now so until tomorrow bye-bye.

Friday, 21 July 2017

Out for a stroll

Today was one of those glorious summer days, it felt like a shame to sit inside and do nothing. After some breakfast I looked outside and said to heck with it, grabbed my Tilley and a second later I was outward bound. 

Instead of my usual haunt, Scout Valley, I chose a local trek. The place my neighbors call "the farm." It's a huge farm that the owner doesn't farm on any more. A place that's up for sale but the price the owner wants is way too much. The owner is a good sport about people walking on his property. While there's a no trespass sign at the gate, it's there simply for liability issues. 

The entrance is via a long tree lined path.
After walking down the path I came across a fellow traveler. A teen that was cooking some lunch over a small fire. We chatted for a moment and then I left him to his meal. Further on the area opens up to a nice little vista of the country side. 

Checking out the view
The sun was getting real warm and I was glad I had thought to bring my Tilley and some water. It seemed like when ever I looked around there was a nice new view to take in. After a few minutes I came upon the old farm house, or the remains of the old farm house. 


It was a  little piece of dystopian architecture in my backyard. I remember being out here a couple of years ago and the overgrowth was no where near as bad. Looking at the  old stone structure and the growth I figure that in a couple of decades you will not even know this was ever here. 

The sun was getting pretty hot by this time so I decided to head for home. When I left the area I left it as I found it without a trace. 

Once back on the road for home I stopped and looked for a second. One thing that caught my eye was the straightness of the road. Looking at the road reminded me of a conversation with friends from Germany. They don't really have roads that go on as straight as ours do.

It just goes on and on and on...
As I walked down our street I saw what the workers had done to the ditch line on one of the side streets. It did look good but it made me wonder where the heck they were today with no thunder boomers in the forecast. 

Took them a whole day to
do around seven hundred yards.
If they ever get around to doing our street before the snow flies I'm planning to get and put down a layer of grass seed. But that all depends upon if this is done while there still is time to grow grass. 

After getting home and having a little water, I went out to the workshop to check on the SKS stock. 

It's coming along nicely
I looked at the stock for a second or two and decided it was stained enough. I mixed up a batch of varnish and mineral spirits, gave the stock a very light sanding then a coat of the diluted varnish. Tomorrow I'll will give it the second of three coats with Sunday being the day I finish putting the varnish on. If everything goes well and I don't have to sand everything back to bare wood I should be done on Monday. 

Well that's it from my little corner of the planet. As to posting, today's Friday so no posts until Monday. Enjoy the weekend.


 

 





Thursday, 20 July 2017

The stock project

I'm a retired guy who like to live life on his own terms. One of those terms is that I get some sleep without being woke up early unless it's absolutely necessary. Today started with the sound of earth movers, dump trucks and back up beepers at the ungodly hour of seven. The town where I reside has finally started the clear the ditch line project which is wonderful, but did they have to start in the middle of the night? Kidding aside I'm glad they started this and I hope it will take care of the poison ivy issue in the ditch. I'm a little tired of having a guy come in and kill it as the poison ivy tries to invade my property. 

Seeing I was up early I went and, after getting some breakfast, I decided to do a little more work on the SKS stock. Seeing the minor issue of placing the wet stock down on a table after staining it last time I checked around and found a length of dowel. This I chucked into my table mate then I put the stock on the dowel. This worked perfectly at keeping all sides of the stock from coming into contact with anything that could mar the finish. I gave the stock a second coat of stain then, after securing the lid of the stain bucket, I called it a day. 

The stock all dried after the 1st coat.

The stain I'm using on this project is left over stuff. It's the same stain that we used for the exterior walls of our log home. Right now I'm in a bit of a quandary, this stain is designed for exterior applications and when applied is as tough as nails. Where my indecision comes in is seeing how well the stain protects the logs of our home do I really need to put a coat or two of varnish on the stock as well? I'm going to hold off on the decision until Saturday when I see how tomorrow's coat looks. 

2nd coat of stain applied. One more coat to go.

There really wasn't much use in hanging around the workshop watching the stain dry so I went back to the house. I hadn't noticed what was going on outside while I was focused of the stock. Seeing this as their perfect opportunity the fates moved in a thunder cloud and I got a little wet dodging the rain drops. Since it's supposed to rain for the majority of the rest of the day I'm not planning on doing that much.  

So until the morrow I bid you farewell...


Wednesday, 19 July 2017

Golf, for some a good walk spoiled

This morning saw me up and out early. I know, what was the big emergency that made me crawl out at the ungodly hour of seven in the morning. Well let me tell you, I had a tee time booked for eight thirty and I had to get ready. 

After making myself presentable I managed to get out with enough time to grab an apple and some water. I met my friend J at the course and, after paying my green fees, we were out an about. As games go this one was a damn sight better than the debacle I went through the last time I teed off. No whiffed balls for me. Except for the normal issue of putting my game wasn't that bad. I'm managing to hit a fair distance and keep it in play so all is good. 

Looking back at
"the tree" on
the 6th.
On the sixth hole I had my usual run in with "the tree." The hole is a long par five that has a right angle dog leg. To make it interesting there is a humongous tree in the fairway just after the turn that no matter what I do I seem to always hit. I was kidding with J about trees being ninety percent air. My reality is that if trees are ninety percent air I will manage to hit the ten percent that is tree ninety percent of the time. Sigh.  

Bringing it on home, just about to
tee off on the 9th hole

Because there was a call for rain in the noon/afternoon time frame we only played nine. For me that was fine, I just wanted to get out for a few holes anyway. After I left the club on my return trip home I took a minute to "stop and look at the flowers." That's something I'm trying to do more of these days. 

Lake St George, on an overcast day it's better than
any sunny day in the big city.
When I arrived home I had a cup of coffee then went out to work on the stock. Today I put a coat of light stain on the stock. I'm glad I picked up some latex gloves the other day or this process would have been very messy. Tomorrow will see the first of three coats of varnish on the stock. At the rate I'm going the rifle should be ready to go on Sunday. 

Well that's about all that's worth writing about. Until tomorrow adieu.