well, contact has been made and it looks like a mid to late March run. Will be 3 or 4 of us with one or two sleds with dogs mushing our way into the wild. Fishing, fun and firewater for firewalkers.  Well snow is starting to deepen up , Will post a trip report :question

"Houston: Eagle 1 has landed"

Gives a whole new meaning to for ( four) the birds

Fourscore and nothingmore....take a hit an pour some more...

one if by land , two if by sea: up in the air, thats where I'll be :exclamation

solotriper me think I said "pagan shes " from lesser regions..not lesser shes....mighty BIG differance there.

mmm,ahhumm, humm ah humma,harty harrr harrr: well now let's see where we are?  Continueing along in quest for wine and song, I thought why not take the birds along :question Not the "pinks with little winks " but something "strong with eye sight long" Not pirates parrot nor chickodee,We need a noble bird for history :exclamation with an eye to the sky and the jug close to breast, I set out to fill the quest.I wasn't out long when there came a screaching'song..... high in a pine the answer was mine            

Forget the Pink Flamingo crisis!
This is all encompassing, and very scary as well
I think JIMBO'S long lost brother or clone has emerged
The imagery and excremental brilliance is just to similar to be a coincidence

It was a quiet day and the shores echoed with that familiar twittering melody "Who saws for you?" "Who saws for you?"Knowing I was in for a rare glimps of the great horned howl, I was twittering in anticipation.I knew I must steady my nerves so I would hold the camera steady. Chug, chug, chug, I drained the jug. What I was able to capture on film has never been seen before, and I know many will remain skeptical .Dr. I.M. Leary can only describe the critter as a crossbreed  between beaver and bird, pointing out that the beaver tail and chisel teeth are clearly beaver, yet the tale tale bird song and horned howl characteristics show a mixture of both..how could this happen.....guess I don't have a flying clue :question

I've seen all sorts of critters in the woods in all shapes sizes and variations, so an ol' woodsman like me wasn't surprised to see a she lion . Yep, it had been a few weeks sience I'd last seen one but I heard they were making a comeback to the way deep piny wood. Sure enough, as I forked my way down the lake slinging flying fish into the ol' birch canoe, I spotted this one taking down a record size muose. This ornary she cat would tose its prey into the air and catch it again much as a cat with a mouse or a dog with a bone...which the photo shows it isn't. I've shown this photo to the noted wildlifer Dr. I.M. Leary and he confirmed this specimin was of the orange collared varity and is ediable in various stir fry menues. Dr. I. M. Leary further noted that in the deep south a variation know as the collared greens are a good eat (Dr. I.M. Leary is brother to Dr. Timothy further )

The pitch forks worked fairly well, but I kept getting surface feeding fish in the tines. I think they were flying fish, but I don't fish much so I,m not sure. I do know that after a short ways I had several hundred of these fish in the bottom of my birch bark canoe, I was concerned the wardens might think I was spearing fish so I quigkly wove a gill net from the fine roots of cedar trees knowing that as soon as the wardens saw the net they would relize I was actually netting white fish thru the ice as that is open season (phew..quick thinking huh?)