Summer moves on

Summer is moving right along. After Jackie's visit Tracy came up and now Jackie is heading up again for a weekend of fishing. Tim is very sick and tired of fishing. I don't mind so much. I actually like fishing, except at night. I also decided leaches are better than worms, and yes, I touch leaches.

When Tracy was here our fishing trophies came up short but we had a good time at the Sawyer County Fair, the casino and were treated to a beautiful sunset while fishing at twilight. I hope you can see the rays of blue on the photo. Usually, you see rays of sunlight bursting over the horizon, this time I saw clouds with blue sky streaking and forming the rays. It is reflected in the water too. Man I wish I had a $$$$$ camera sometimes. I might replace Zoe on the front of the blog with that picture. It was awsome, I've never seen it before. I posted a picture of Jackie and Tim walking along the Lake Superior shoreline after fishing the big water. She had the only catch, a 3 inch white fish. Enjoy the pix!

And then there's more fish'n

We can always learn new things from our kids. Yesterdays lesson? Hold the fish close to the camera and it'll look bigger and you will look smaller. Actually, Tim's bass was bigger by a smidge. We sound competative because we are! I caught this 19 inch northern pike. We didn't keep anything. It was all catch, photograph and release. You can thank me for not putting all the pictures up. I'm getting exhausted with Jackie here and our friends, Tom and Deb and their grandson Even (yes, I typed that right) were also here. We had pudgy pie fun, a fish fry, more fishing and swimming. Tim and Tom didn't swim and were smart! The rest of us ended up with swimmer's itch. DON'T EVER GET IT. We weren't smart enough to watch the local weather - they announce when conditions were right for this parasite to be present. It's not catchy and the parasite doesn't live on humans but they burrow in and bite, then die, and you break out for up to a week with this awful rash and it is impossible to find relief. I used stick deoderant (advice from a local up here and got relief for a while but then quit working), a skeeter stick but how do you treat 50 plus bites with more coming every day, and finally gold bond 2x itch cream. That's my current treatment and it seems to be working pretty good.

Take care all of you, Love, Mummy

Finally got some keepers

Jackie is visiting and she has a friend visiting her so we had to go fishing. Tim and I both caught keeper Walleye. What fun! The girls weren't as lucky but who cares. (hahaha) Our lake has an 18" minimum, anything less has to go back into the water. I caught a perch but of course I didn't know that yet, and started reeling it in. Whatever I had on the line started to got really really heavy. The rod was bending almost to the point of snapping and I thought I was caught up in the weeds but whatever was on the hook was really fighting back, even when I let up on it. I handed the whole thing to Tim and he pulled on it, as if he were getting it out of the weeds and finally let up but "suprise" the fish was still on. Well when I got the fish in the boat, it had bite marks on it! Something big was trying to eat the fish I caught. You might see some of the damage on the perch I'm holding up. I can clearly see how people can really get carried away with "fish stories". I posted Jackie with her non-keeper walleye too. As far as my picture, Jackie cut half my face off when she took the picture. I wasn't about to pose a second time with that fish! I was laughing more for the fact that I was holding the darn fish than I was for catching it!

Rain today so no fishing. Maybe some downtown Hayward shopping.

Love, Mummy

North WoodsFun

Hi eveyone. I got the urge to share some pictures, stuff you don't see just anywhere. Our neighbor, in his 80s, plays with a band up here, they sort of "jam". Well, they do jam. In all, there were 11 muscicians on the stage, a woman fiddle player, a young guy from Milwaukee who represented Fender's guitars, an 85 year old guy who sang Danny Boy, a banjo player whose right hand couldn't strum anymore so his son did the strumming, that was pretty special.

We stopped at a roadside chainsaw shop. We stopped last year when the shop was new, and now, he is really doing fabulous work. He has a real sense of whimsey in his work. See the bench? Got $5,000? It's yours.

When we were in Ashland I noticed more than one building with pictures on the sides. I liked the one I posted here. I reminds me of a needle point I did 27 years ago.

Finally, where else will "ride the Musky" ever enter your vocabulary? She's not the Miller Highlife Lady on the moon, but she sure is unique!

Today we are going to the casino. I'm really looking forward to it. As far as I'm concerned, everyone should have to go once a week. This is only the 2nd trip this year. We've been good.

Take care, loving every one. Mummy

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