Tuesday, July 28, 2015
Sweet liquid gold.
Side note: as I write this post about two dozen canadian geese dropped down into the field to pick up any loose oats lying around. As I heard the honking and saw the rise of geese, I spotted theyoung coyote that had flushed the flock from their morning feeding
Thursday, July 23, 2015
First stop. Joe and Vicky Price for a little taste of the Blues.
Several traditions are associated with the Campanile. First, tradition has it that because there were formerly so few men on campus, a male student would call a woman student at random and ask her to meet him at the Campanile at a particular time. He would then wait in the bushes. If he did not like her appearance, he would leave her waiting, go back to his room, and set up a similar date with someone else.According to another tradition, a woman did not become a full-fledged co-ed until she had been kissed at midnight under the Campanile.
I caught several more crappies and missed another trout and that was it for me.
I got to try out the Tsunami for sleeping and realized the bed needs a little more cushion to make things more comfortable.
But, that really didn't matter. We had a great time and we'll be hitting another stream again soon.
Monday, July 20, 2015
Susie and I have been milking goats for our friends from down the road, Kyle and Alishia. So, they can get away for the weekend.
Susie made awesome hot lattes and stretching the mozzarella curds.
Alisha made some great hunami cheese too
I myself prefer a cool Crank Yanker