Fishing Rhino

WHAT? Not a mention of suet pudding in any of the feast menus. "A suet pudding is a boiled, steamed or microwaved pudding made with suet (beef or mutton fat), flour, bread crumbs, raisins, and spices." A generous dollop of real whipped cream to top it off.

Okay, what's hillbilly golf? Enquiring minds want to know. I'm in total agreement about the Black Friday thing. I'm surprised they still use that term.

I hear you on the aggravations. Mine is that I have to put the battery and trolling motor on the boat after launching my canoe. The weight is the problem, as I use a bed extender that fits into the receiver for the trailer ball. I launch bow first, so I have to get the stern nearly afloat and put in the battery. Then I have to push it a little deeper, then mount the trolling motor. All the gear can stay on the boat for launching, since gravity works with me. Loading is another matter. I completely unload the boat to lighten it. Then I lift the stern onto the extender then lift the bow and push the canoe into the truck. Then, after securing it with two ratchet straps I load all the gear into the boat. It only takes a few minutes, but a trailer would definitely be easier. I have a good boat trailer with an old dilapidated, sixteen foot wooden boat on it. I'm getting close to busting up the old slab and setting up the trailer for my canoe. At the moment, I'm leaning toward fabricating a "coffin" type of box with a hinged end and top, so that I can lock up the box to hinder someone from lifting the goods out of the canoe.

This is so much more Raider's speed.

The Ragnar, king of the Vikings? I saw that in a movie back in the 1960s.

This story goes back about sixty years. My best friend's father sold Scott Atwater outboards along with boats from several manufacturers. Scott Atwater had an annual convention for the New England dealers. and I was invited to go with them. It was held at Vaughn Monroe's (yes, the guy who sang Racing With the Moon) Meadows on route 9 in Framingham, MA. It was close by Lake Cochituate, where Scott Atwater had several boats to demonstrate their new line of motors. You could ride in all manner of boats from skiffs to runabouts, to small cabin cruisers and a little semi-hydroplane manufactured by a company named Shoup, if memory serves. It was a small boat, like a hydroplane but had a curved rather than a flat bottom. It had a cockpit like a hydroplane. Anyway, this fellow in a suit was going to take the Shoup for a spin. He was wearing a suit which made it all the better. He stepped into the boat and immediately the boat listed toward the dock allowing water to enter via the cockpit. He quickly moved to the other side of the boat, causing the water in the boat to move to that side of the boat. Well, he got a good rhythm going and everything unfolded in slow motion, with more water entering each time the boat listed from one side to the other.. A half dozen back and forth movements and the boat finally started to sink. He instinctively wrapped his arms around a supporting piling, which had been freshly coated with creosote. He tried wrapping his legs around the piling. He may as well have tried to catch a greased pig, as he slowly slid down the piling until only his head was above the water. Finally, someone tossed him a line, and two or three "rescuers" managed to hoist him back onto the dock. The front of his suit, the sleeves and legs were coated with creosote. Sixty some years later I still laugh when I think about it.

Cheese is binding.

The family is going to eat out this year. But in keeping with the spirit of the season:

What's your next vehicle going to be? A school bus?

Enjoy it while you can. Life is short.

Hip boots. I use them at Sawdy. I also use them at Great Herring where I literally have to back up until the exhaust is going glub, glub, before the bass boat will float off the trailer. It's a very shallow sand and gravel ramp. Once the boat floats off, I have to get in the water to pull it toward the shore. Cannot beach it. I have to drop the lower unit into the bottom, and tie the bow to a tree on the shore. The bow is still about ten feet from the beach. Then I pull the rig out of the water and park it. Get a size larger than you'd normally wear. Makes putting them on, and taking them off much easier. Mine are a bit of a struggle, so I generally fish in them all day. I'm about due for a new pair and I'll get them large enough so they practically fall off. Then I'll have a pair of sneakers in the canoe. Not bad in the cooler weather, but on the dog days of summer they can get pretty hot, making them even more difficult to remove. Changing your foot wear twice will be easier and cheaper than fiddling around with an extension.

It sounds like you have a lot of ground clearance. Would a drop axle be a possible solution? You might have to use an offset hitch to keep the trailer level.

How 'bout sister-out-law?

And that is often the purpose for committing suicide, to hurt another.

When she ran, did she leave pot holes? (stolen from Back to School with Rodney Dangerfield)

But, but, but, I didn't think motorcycles had a reverse gear. I can see the rig dragging the cycle to Davey Jones' Locker.

You forgot one or two. If ugly was a crime your momma would get the electric chair. When your momma goes to the beach, the tide runs out.

Here's hoping for a speedy and complete recovery. Now you can start a countdown for getting back on the water.

Doug's life has been a tribute to his parents. They obviously did a great job at raising him. Those life lessons will stand him in good stead as he deals with their passing. Doug Flutie had a notable career at quarterback. The miracle hail Mary pass to defeat highly favored Miami in the final play of the game. Another notable play for Flutie came as he was playing for the Patriots. Not many quarterbacks have accomplished the feat. http://www.bing.com/videos/search?q=doug+flutie+drop+kick+video&FORM=VIRE7#view=detail&mid=7905C094F733306A7A777905C094F733306A7A77

That sounds about right.

If you are spinning your wheels for hours at the old fishing hole, that fifteen minute drive sounds like a no brainer to me. I've seen good productive waters turn sour, and vice versa. One of my local favorites was a dependable, constant producer of numbers and size, smallmouth and largemouth for four or five years. In the past three years, it has really gone downhill, which I attribute to most of the vegetation disappearing. Every spring, sea run herring enter the pond from the Cape Cod canal to spawn. Without cover, the young herring and that of other species as well become easy prey, and the bass have easy pickings. That's my opinion, right or wrong. The point is that I do not waste my time beating the waters of that pond to a froth, trying to catch either non-existent or uncooperative fish. You need to try some different baits/techniques. The purple people eater that worked so well last year, may not interest the fish this year. If it hasn't been suggested in a prior post, try a shaky head rig with a floating worm so it will stand up on the bottom and fish it slowly. Drag it a bit, twitch it a bit and mix it up until you find the presentation the fish are looking for. Note: Fish do not read the books and articles that we do, so they do not always behave according to our rules.

Bridgewater Triangle. I've lived in the area Swansea/Westport for all but four years of my life, and this is the first time I've heard of the Bridgewater Triangle. I'm familiar with the Freetown/Lakeville state forest and "The Reservation" which includes some of North Westport, Fall River, Assonet, and Freetown. I've been to all of the places mentioned, Dighton Rock, Profile Rock, and the Assonet Ledge. There used to be, and may still be, fire lanes which cut through the forest to provide access in case of forest fires. All that being said, this is the first time I've heard of paranormal events, or sasquatch being sighted in the area. I'm not saying that there haven't been reports, but they certainly haven't been prominent or frequent.

Lays, though I didn't like them when they first appeared in this area. The best chip back then was Made Rite, nice, thin, golden, salty, and delicious. Made Rite was bought out by Frito Lay, and I did not like the version of the chip they made back then. They were often brown in color, thick, and were more like cardboard. They must have cooked the potato chips like they were Fritos. It just did not work. Then they tried cooking them in olestra or whatever the oil substitute was. Now, they are more like the old Made Rite. Most of the time, we get the Classic version. I also like the salt and vinegar, and the sour cream and onion, but my wife can't stand those. But she does like Ruffles, and the Ruffles on steroids Wavy chips. Ruffles have ridges, but Wavy has ditches.

Many on here won't even know who he is/was. The last time I saw Eric "Enrique" he was doing an infomercial.

Sgt. Schultz, is that you?