Friday, 18 August 2017

That's what friends are for...

I had an early start to the day today. OMG! Who knew the sun was up at eight in the morning? One of my friends, T, needed a ride and I was happy to oblige but it meant getting up in "the middle of the night" to go get him. He was getting his ride looked at for a long trip. One of the nice things was that while I was at the auto shop I booked my ride in for an oil change next week. 

Today is one of those running around kinda days. This morning it was off to pick up T then this afternoon it's down to the semi big city to get yelled at by Dr. K then tonight we are looking at dinner out. Not sure where but it's Friday and Friday is dinner out day. 

Since I had a little time this morning I've been perusing the web. Here are some of the links that I found which interested me.
For the longest time I have wanted a bike of the two wheeled motorized variety. While my beloved wife (in her overprotective capacity) has always managed to talk me out of it, the want is still there. Every so often I see something like this and the want flairs up into a need then I see something like this and it settles back down into the area of a want.  Meh, who knows maybe I'll take the trip and go buy a lottery ticket then buy one after I win. After all somebody has to win.

I see that it has become active over in Europe again. Well all I have to say is our tickets are booked so get it out of your system now terrorists. I don't want any of this nonsense while we are over there.

In a past life as a first responder, among other things, I had to deal with my fair share of people with peanut allergies. Well I'm glad to see there is some advances in this area of health care.

Speaking (writing?) of health care here's something that popped up recently which gives me hope. I have known and know too many people who have been afflicted with this and frankly the idea that I may get it scares the hell out of me.

They say a miss is as good as a mile, but who are they that say this? 

So you want to make music, you want to play all sorts of guitars but can only afford one. Well have I got a guitar for you... 

Every day I make it a point to visit a web page called 365 Tomorrows because it features some very good up am coming short story talent. The authors write what is known as flash stories. These are stories no longer than a page in length. Here's a good example of their short stories.

If any thing pops up I'll post later otherwise it's Friday so no posts until the weekend is done. Bye for now...


Wednesday, 16 August 2017

A walk in the park

Today was shot to hell even before it began. Last night I had the devil's own time trying to fall sleep and when I finally did my wife came to bed. It's not her fault that I'm a light sleeper, it's always been hard for me to drift off, sigh. I wanted to be up early but when the last thing one remembers before falling asleep is the first rays of dawn that's a little hard. Needless to say I was up late with no real ambition to work on anything.

After checking the news and having some food and of course a cup of java I settled in behind the personal confuser. Round about two I decided to venture forth and get some air. Seeing it was such a nice day I went to a place called Tudhope Park in the wannabe big city.
Ice cream guy was doing a brisk business
I strolled around the path for an hour or so... watching the people, the birds and taking pictures that interested me.
A nice shady spot for a rest.
The people I came across were happy and smiling with kids who looked like they were having fun. All this was for me a nice thing to see.
The beach was busy as you can imagine
Tudhope park has a lot going for it. There's a rec center there, several sports diamonds to play baseball and a nice long paved path to walk on.
The path

The park reminds me a lot of a smaller German Kurpark (minus the spas) where people can go to relax after a long day. 
Even the Canada Geese were enjoying the day
I managed to finish the walk around the park in about an hour and a bit with little trouble on my part.  I figure I will be back next week with one difference, I'm going to bring my bike and ride the trail as I watched many people do. 
The water was just so clear...
Before heading for home I made a brief pit stop at our local deli. I figured since I was in the area I might as well pick up dinner for tomorrow. While I was at the deli I fell to temptation and picked up a small pie of the blueberry kind. You know what they say, a waist is a terrible thing to mind.

Well that's about all for now, until the morrow bye-bye.

Tuesday, 15 August 2017

Another day is done

I know this is a later post than I normally do but it's been a rather bust couple of days. I've been working on the SKS project. It's been a lot harder than I thought it would be but I'm nearing an end. I should have it finished tomorrow one way or another. I haven't been posting about it because I really don't want you guys to suffer from having your eyes glaze over.

Tonight I was tasked with the cooking portion of dinner. My lovely wife in here travels had picked up some fresh produce. I took said produce and, after she had cut it up and worked her magic, put it on the griddle. 

If whatever you're cooking will smoke it's better to cook outside

Twenty minutes later we were sitting down to chicken schnitzel with a side of fried potatoes and an assortment of fried mushrooms and peppers. Dinner was great and there was some fresh peaches for dessert.  

Tomorrow I'm planning on finished the SKS project then starting on the new/old trailer. Step one will be installing the tail lights and wiring. This will be interesting since I really don't have that much experience wiring anything. Oh well we shall over come.

Sunday, 13 August 2017

Out for a walk in the woods

Well it's Sunday the day after my birthday, sigh... I was up later than I wanted because of Mr. Jamison and his demon brew but but that's fine. Nothing in life is free and last night's fun was something that had to be paid for. My game plan for today was to venture over to a small local airfield and look at antique airplanes, cars, motorcycles etc. but with my late start I figured the parking would be atrocious so I bailed. 

I sat around and looked at the personal confuser then said to hell with it and went over to Scout Valley for a stroll. 

Scout Valley trail head
When I got to the trail head there was nobody there. After grabbing my water, ash walking stick and orienting myself I was off along the nearest trail. It didn't take tool long before I was surrounded by the quiet of the woods. 

The start of the trail

It's a nice feeling to be wrapped up in that quiet of the woods but that was not to last. After around ten minutes I had that "you are being followed? feeling. Sure enough there was a small group hiking up from behind me. I stopped and let them pass because I don't like folks hounding my backside. Pleasantries done they were on their way. 

Fellow travelers

I kept waking for another hour or so then it was time to head back to my ride. I would have stayed out longer but the mosquitoes had found me and I was being eaten alive.

Back at the trail head where this whole thing began

I returned to the trail head where I met two nice ladies who were totally lost. They were looking for the other entrance to Scout Valley. We chatted for a minute or so and I gave them directions. Just as I was going to walk away I noticed a posted area map with all the information they needed. I pointed this out to the ladies then bid them farewell and left. After stopping off in town  for a few items I was asked to retrieve I headed for home. 

Tomorrow is another day, a day where I want to finish the SKS project and move on to the next item on the to-do list. That next item will be the completion of the  new/old trailer. I would like to have that done and delivered by this weekend. 

Bye-bye until tomorrow.

Saturday, 12 August 2017

Happy anniversary to me!

Today is my anniversary, it is the thirty third anniversary of my thirtieth birthday. I don't like to think of them as birthdays any more because birthdays are just another signpost on the way to the grave. This morning I was up and at 'em around eight thirty. I tiptoed around fixing my breakfast and generally getting ready for the day. I didn't want to wake my beloved because that would not be a nice thing to do.

Ah the day...

The first shock of the morning was getting a phone call from my eldest brother N. I guess time has softened me because I didn't imminently hangup. We even chatted for a few minutes very pleasantly for a fact. This was a strange experience for me because I'm not really a big fan of brother N. To say he had an effect on my growing up would be an understatement. Well I'm going to end this line of thought before I get too carried away.

Just after I got off the phone with N my sister-in-law L from La Belle Province called. It was nice talking with her even though her English isn't that good. I feel sorry for her now that my big brother L has passed on. But like the rest of us she manages to carry on.

I have to admit that over the past few days as this anniversary has approached I've been in a little bit of a funk. As I wrote above today is just a marker on the path to the grave and as I look back I see more mistakes then I care to acknowledge. That's the problem with life, it's just one big learning curve and by the time you are comfortable with the way things are you're too old to do a lot.

As for me there are things to do, mistakes to make and places yet to see. That's it for now, if something comes up you know I'll post about it.


Thursday, 10 August 2017

Out to spoil another good walk

I was up and at 'em early. Not because of poor sleep or the cat or any of a hundred reasons, I was up early because I had a tee time at lake St George golf club with my friend J. Lake St George is a place where we have spoiled many a good walk over the years by attempting to play golf and today was no different. 

I'm sure the guy on the lawn mower looked over at us
and winced.
When we arrived at the club house there was a foursome at the cash causing the girl grief. One of the people was an early twenties kinda guy trying to impress his girl. They had changed from playing nine and walking to playing eighteen and driving a golf cart. The kid was a little flustered because of the price difference. While they sorted it out we stood around and watched the little drama. When the kid noticed he had an audience of two (J and I) he tried to save face by letting us go ahead. Then came the round of canceling their payments etc. but before you know it we were done and on the first tee.
The game was a fun one with J and I being of like mind. One thing we tend to do is not decide on scoring until the first hole is done. Today the first hole was... ahem... not our best so the score card wasn't used.   

The fifth tee
When we got to the fifth hole I had a great tee shot but just as I swung the wind from behind died. The ball almost made it over the water hazard but went for a swim. I teed up a second, dropped a club and managed to clear the water.

"The Tree"
When we came to the next hole, the sixth, I had a tremendous drive probably the best I've ever done on this hole. Of course this placed the second shot in the area where "the tree" comes into play. I guess my mind was playing tricks because after all the preparation I managed to slightly top the ball and while the shot wasn't as long as I wanted it went under the tree. But that was OK I managed to recover with two great fairway shots. In the end we managed to finish the round no worse for wear and I was home around eleven.

I used to hate doing nine holes thinking that was not for me, I was a "real golfer" so I would tough it out. Well those days are gone, these days I'm very happy walking nine and whacking at a ball while doing so. I know that when I arrive at a golf course there must be greens keepers that cringe but I don't care. For me there's no cash on the line and it's only a game so what the heck. Given the way I play these days it's a good thing there's no cash involved, I figure I'd starve to death if I had to rely on a pay cheque from playing the royal and ancient game of golf.

Well I have to get out and mow the lawn so until tomorrow TTFN.

Wednesday, 9 August 2017

Mid week links

There's nothing going on that I really want to right about. These last few days have seen me working on the SKS project. While I would like to share pics and amaze you with my metal working prowess I don't want you to suffer from eyes glazing over. Suffice to say that it is coming along well. At the rate I'm going the project should be done today or tomorrow. I will publish pics of the finished product.  

Here are some mid week inks for you to gaze upon in wonder... 

Looks like the folks in Ottawa have kicked a hornets nest with their new and improved tax legislation. I wonder if these idiots give any consideration to the law of unintended consequences.

To the good kind folks of America: we in Canada are not another state, we are a different country with different laws.  

While I wasn't that big a fan I was saddened to learn the Rhinestone Cowboy has passed away. 

I see tRump has managed once again to rattle some cages in Korea but at least there is an effort to calm things down. Meanwhile Korea's response is to threaten Guam. So what's a state to do? Dust off the old "Duck and Cover" manuals from the sixties. 

Looking at the world wide practice of spending more than income all up and down the scale from the family guy over mortgaged to the debt governments take on to please the citizens enough to vote for them I figure one day it will come crashing down. Why? Because we let it

Well that's about all I got for now. Until tomorrow, bye-bye.

Monday, 7 August 2017

Home, home again

We took to the hills on the weekend heading up to Muskoka where even on the worst day it's just soooo much better than the city. We're lucky enough that cousins S&L have a cottage which is on a slow backwater of a river and they like us enough to invite us every now and again. 

When we got up there it was overcast and threatening to drizzle but that was fine, the conversation in the cozy cabin more than made up for that. At the end of the first day when the nasty weather abated we were rewarded with this site.  

Around late afternoon the clouds had parted to a beautiful vista. After dinner another couple of friends, G&L, showed up and out came the adult beverages. One of the nice things that S&L have done is put  an addition to the cottage deck with a screen shelter. Add to the shelter a propane fire pit and it's heaven. The fire pit kept us warm and the screened shelter kept the bugs at bay. 

During the evening we were outside sipping adult beverages and chatting until G&L had to leave for home. Then we adjured to the interior where we continued drinking adult beverages and started watching classic movies till the wee hours.

The next morning found us up an at 'em a little earlier than normal but strange environments will do that to you. I went out side to see S fussing with the bass boat getting things ready for a little fishing. 

 While S did his thing, mine was to infuse myself with a little java that S was kind enough to put on while the others slept. As I sipped coffee I watched as S pulled away from the dock to get a line in the water. I hadn't wanted to disturb his peace so I hadn't called out. Once he was well on the way I went down to the dock to have a look around. 

There way off in the distance was S who, like me, was enjoying a little morning solitude. I could not believe the views from the dock. The weather was perfect, there was just enough clouds to make things look interesting, it was a lovely day. 

After lunch L and my wife decided to head into town to feed their cats. Of course they made a pit stop and acquired more booze adult beverages. Meanwhile I was relaxing on the deck, drinking coffee and just plain not fretting about anything. When the ladies returned our host S told me it was time to go fishing. I spent the next couple of hours on the river with a line in the water that was being ignored by the area fish. Well at least S pulled in a nice bass. We returned to the dock and put all the gear away and went in for some coffee. 

Our friends G&W returned and the party began anew. A short time after this my other Bro-in-law P arrived with his little ray of sunshine and then the real fun began. There is just something about a precocious three year old that makes a guy laugh. 

We had another great dinner that was a pot luck. I'm glad I don't eat like this too often because I'd end up the size of a Buick. After dinner we listened to some seriously old music that was all over the map. Everything from Meat Loaf to Al Jolson. I went down to the dock one more time and caught this image in the fading light. 

Then before we knew it it was time to head home. We went home early because I really didn't want to deal with the long weekend traffic on Monday. As it was the traffic was still more heavy than normal 

In the last fading light of the day I grabbed this one last picture before we hit the road. 

So all in all I just have to say this was one of the more enjoyable outings I've been on in a while. A weekend of good food, good friends and good drink that doesn't happen as often as I would like. Well that's it for me so until tomorrow, bye-bye.

Friday, 4 August 2017

It's been a while

I know it's been a while since my last post but nothing really important has happened. I live a very boring life and to illustrate the point here is the worst of things I had to deal with.

I was supposed to play golf yesterday and stupid me I listened to the weathertainers. I got up to a heavy overcast sky and checked the weather network and they were predicting rain. After several text messages between my golf partner J and I we decided not to play. Of course this sent the Fates into the giggles with the result being that a short time later the weathertainers changed their minds and the chance of precipitation dropped to thirty percent. I guess you could say this is whats commonly known as a first world problem.

I did manage to get out for a bit. While I was in town I picked up and XY vise for the table drill. This will give me the ability to use my drill press as a milling machine. I know what do I need with a milling machine? Well... It will be used as part of the SKS project. I have to mill away some metal in the magazine housing of the SKS so a device called a Magwedge can be installed. The Magwedge lets me use AR style 7.62.39 STANG magazines as opposed to screwing around with stripper clips.

I can just feel how your eyes are glazing over so moving right along...

Last night wasn't a great one I found sleep hard to come by and when it finally come knocking I was out for the count. So out that I didn't see daylight till almost noon today. All the plans I had for today were history. I was going to visit Busy Bee Tools and pick up a decent end mill but that will have to hold off. By the way an end mill is kinda like a drill bit but it's designed to cut sideways not bore down.

That's about all for now. There are thunder boomers with the chance of a tornado tossed in for good measure headed our way so I'm going to post this and log off. As per normal no blog posts on the weekend unless something serious comes up. Have a good weekend to you all.

Tuesday, 1 August 2017

Dealing with a Diva

Today is the day that our cat dreads and when I write dread I mean going into full diva mode. I'll admit I kinda dread it too because our little fluffy kitty turns into such a pathetic little wretch it just tears a guy up inside. 

The Diva
The morning dawned bright and clear and all was well until it was time to get ready. I used a little guile and snuck up on the cat. Then it was game on, you wouldn't believe a tiny eight pound cat could put up such a fight but strength and resolve won the day. I loaded the little diva into the truck to the accompaniment of her pathetic how could you do this to me, cries and we were off. 

The Clinic cat
I arrived at the vets on time with no real issues except for the whining diva in the crate next to me. When I took Puddie Tat inside she chose that time to ramp up the howling. There's this big white cat that roams the vet clinic who decided to come over and see what all the racket was about. Calmly the cat gets up on hind legs and looks inside the crate at Puddie Tat. Then she softly meows twice at Puddie Tat who shuts up. Once peace and quiet were restored the big fluffy clinic cat wandered away. 

The Diva scoping
out the office
Once the vet had finished with another feline she was seeing we went in and when I got Puddie Tat out of the crate she was fine. I had a pleasant chat with the vet, Puddie was checked and was given her vaccinations then it was of for home. Of course our little diva had to do the whining thing when we were in the truck and all the way home. When we got home it took a few minutes and several treats before the trust issues were dissipated  One thing our little Puttie Tat knows is nothing buys bygones quicker than treats. As I write this everything in our little cat's world is back to normal.

Well that's about all for now from my little corner of paradise. This afternoon I've some chores that need tending to but other wise I'm expecting a quiet day. So until tomorrow, bye- bye. 

Sunday, 30 July 2017

The weekend that was

This past weekend was the first this summer not to be spoiled by rain. It was dry Friday and Saturday and Sunday and it was amazing. We started the weekend with some baby back ribs and veggies (I know but my wife insists) on the grill. 

On Saturday we didn't have any real plans so we just enjoyed the day which was nice for a change. Then on Sunday we went over to our friend S's place in town. It was a nice hot day and she has a pool so her place was the in place to be. After my wife and S finished swimming and I finished a bottle of wine, we went out looking for a little sustenance. The first place we came to was closed so it was on to plan B. Then we went to a second restaurant and found it closed as well so we were off on plan C. Lucky for us it was open. The meal we had was scrumptious and I almost finished it but the portion size was just a little to big.  

After dinner we went back to S's place for some tea and conversation. Sooner than I wanted it was time to go. Hugs and goodbyes made, we were on the road. As I drove along I came by the bay which had a good number of boats in it for a change. 

I'm hoping that after the false starts we have had the good summer weather has finally come upon us. I know if I listen hard enough I can almost hear the Fates laughing. That's it from me until tomorrow, bye-bye.

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
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.