Temps are back in the low 30's after the false spring we had last weekend. My only hope with all the run-off is that Phil and every other burrowing rodent drowns since the declaration of 6 more weeks of winter. Once bundled up I grabbed the Seven again. I like having a bike that is relatively corrosion resistant. Steel bikes may ride the best, but I don't have to worry about the paint (there isn't any) and with all the stainless, aluminum, titanium and carpet fiber on the bike it rolls along through nasty conditions. The occasional hosing down with a water bottle is enough to keep it going though the spring.
That's when I noticed my mini-pump was missing. I knew where it was lost. somewhere in the snow in the middle of the Arb 7 miles away. If you look closely you'll see it on the center of the snow. I was coming from the other direction and landed where the pump is resting.
Obviously I found the pump 2 days later.
Obviously I found the pump 2 days later. Ever wonder what a "double wide" ice shanty looks like? This one is on the western edge of Monona Bay. Last weeks image of the other shanties is on the eastern edge of the bay by the Brittingham Boat house. Those shanties are pop-up nylon shanties, or 5 gallon buckets.
Seeing this old-school shanty got me to thinking. I've heard stories of guys going ice fishing and taking all the comforts of a man-cave with them. Beer, food and a small TV so they can watch the Packer game. It occurred to me that with the impending switch of the TV broadcasters from analog to digital that these guys are going to have to make a choice.
Seeing this old-school shanty got me to thinking. I've heard stories of guys going ice fishing and taking all the comforts of a man-cave with them. Beer, food and a small TV so they can watch the Packer game. It occurred to me that with the impending switch of the TV broadcasters from analog to digital that these guys are going to have to make a choice. They could choose:
-to go TV free. (not very likely, I know)
-to listen to a radio and use their "imaginations."
-to set up a sophisticated power supply for a digital receiver and TV. (is an old car battery enough?)
-to give up sitting for hours in the cold not catching fish and instead sit in a bar or *gasp* stay at home and do something else.
All that was running through my head while I went west to Verona and back.
The other day Sheri and I saw Llamas on Sunset Road. She was in the hurt locker so I didn't get a picture. This trip I was able to have a "nature moment."
Or are they Alpacas?
I dunno, they always look the same. It's as though they're never impressed with anything.
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