Sunday, May 16, 2021
Friday, May 14, 2021
INTRODUCTION
Okay, a new blog dedicated to fishing from the new boat.
These first two posts are artificially future dated so they stay on the top of the blog.
Other dates will be real which means they are in reverse time order, the newest appearing first.
The blog is fundamentally my way of keeping track of the fishing, including baits and where things bit and so on.
Next year it might be helpful.
For the time being you can comment without proving you are not a robot. In fact, I'll wait a while even for moderation. It takes some time for the spammers to find these new blogs. After a while I'll have to moderate before a comment will be posted. I like comments. They are better than Facebook comments because they stay attached to the appropriate post.
TO SEE ALL THE PHOTOS BE CERTAIN TO HIT "OLDER POSTS" IN THE BOTTOM RIGHT HAND CORNER. OTHERWISE YOU WILL MISS THE EARLIER POSTS.
These first two posts are artificially future dated so they stay on the top of the blog.
Other dates will be real which means they are in reverse time order, the newest appearing first.
The blog is fundamentally my way of keeping track of the fishing, including baits and where things bit and so on.
Next year it might be helpful.
For the time being you can comment without proving you are not a robot. In fact, I'll wait a while even for moderation. It takes some time for the spammers to find these new blogs. After a while I'll have to moderate before a comment will be posted. I like comments. They are better than Facebook comments because they stay attached to the appropriate post.
TO SEE ALL THE PHOTOS BE CERTAIN TO HIT "OLDER POSTS" IN THE BOTTOM RIGHT HAND CORNER. OTHERWISE YOU WILL MISS THE EARLIER POSTS.
Friday, May 15, 2020
Tuesday, June 25, 2019
Tuesday, June 4, 2019
Monday, February 4, 2019
Sunday, February 3, 2019
Saturday, February 2, 2019
Sunday, November 20, 2016
Breakfast fish
The last two days we have had one bass and a few bullhead from the freezer, cooked in the deep fryer, for breakfast. Tasty.
I think the bullhead are better soaked in a bit of milk and deep fried than they are pan fried.
Elizabeth like the bass, but I did not. They just are not as sweet as bluegill or even these bullhead.
Nice meal as we head out to our Western trip.
Snow today.
I still have the boat to bring up. It should slide easily on the snowy sloop.
I think the bullhead are better soaked in a bit of milk and deep fried than they are pan fried.
Elizabeth like the bass, but I did not. They just are not as sweet as bluegill or even these bullhead.
Nice meal as we head out to our Western trip.
Snow today.
I still have the boat to bring up. It should slide easily on the snowy sloop.
Fishing with Chuck last November
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
FISHING WITH CHUCK
We got a few hours in on the water in the above 80 degree weather here at the lake, a summer day in May.
The fish were biting very well. Chuck caught two crappie off the dock while I loaded the boat.
We went to the First Dyke where there were fish rising and hundreds of bluegill just hovering below the surface. The fish bit fast and well. I also managed to boat two pickerel with no net. It was amazing luck really. In each case the line broke once it was in the boat and before I could unhook the fish.
I was concerned that I'd reinjure my pulled back muscle, but as I write at 5 AM I feel fine and feel rested after a tired day when I could not seem to actually sleep into my naps.
While cleaning the fish I was well entertained by kids from Jeff and Dar's house who came down and went swimming. Delightful. The water was cold, but they had a blast and complained about nothing.
I filleted a few meals for Chuck and one of whole fried fish for us along with the frozen pickerel. The cleaning went well too. I did not seem to get a backache from that.
Elizabeth and Mary had a grand time visiting and a good roasted chicken with accompanied goodies, even some stuffing. Stuffing is generally off our diet, but this was an exception. I did note that Arnold's stuffing, which I bought at Miller's, was both good and half the carbs of the others.
In the evening a weather front came in a spike a migraine. I took my last magic pill and it did the trick again. I slept easily and well and woke up refreshed. Great meds
The fish were biting very well. Chuck caught two crappie off the dock while I loaded the boat.
We went to the First Dyke where there were fish rising and hundreds of bluegill just hovering below the surface. The fish bit fast and well. I also managed to boat two pickerel with no net. It was amazing luck really. In each case the line broke once it was in the boat and before I could unhook the fish.
I was concerned that I'd reinjure my pulled back muscle, but as I write at 5 AM I feel fine and feel rested after a tired day when I could not seem to actually sleep into my naps.
While cleaning the fish I was well entertained by kids from Jeff and Dar's house who came down and went swimming. Delightful. The water was cold, but they had a blast and complained about nothing.
I filleted a few meals for Chuck and one of whole fried fish for us along with the frozen pickerel. The cleaning went well too. I did not seem to get a backache from that.
Elizabeth and Mary had a grand time visiting and a good roasted chicken with accompanied goodies, even some stuffing. Stuffing is generally off our diet, but this was an exception. I did note that Arnold's stuffing, which I bought at Miller's, was both good and half the carbs of the others.
In the evening a weather front came in a spike a migraine. I took my last magic pill and it did the trick again. I slept easily and well and woke up refreshed. Great meds
Wednesday, November 16, 2016
November fishing
I've been fishing very little over the summer. I don't know why.
Once the shed under the deck was done and I could store my motor and charger and some fishing poles and some tackle, I started to take the boat out with the electric motor and fishing under the wires of the Second Lake. Each time I went I brought home one or two fish for eating. Mostly perch, but I did get this one bluegill.
I also released two smallmouth, one of legal size and full of pep. I let all bass go. This one got off just at the boat.
All were caught on jigs, purple twister tails and an eyeball.
The water has lacked wind. Sometimes there was just a slight trolling drift.
I can see I'll like this new dock.
The boat was full of pine needles and leaves. One full day of light rain added no water to the boat. I'll never clean them out in Fall again because they absorbed the water.
Once the shed under the deck was done and I could store my motor and charger and some fishing poles and some tackle, I started to take the boat out with the electric motor and fishing under the wires of the Second Lake. Each time I went I brought home one or two fish for eating. Mostly perch, but I did get this one bluegill.
I also released two smallmouth, one of legal size and full of pep. I let all bass go. This one got off just at the boat.
All were caught on jigs, purple twister tails and an eyeball.
The water has lacked wind. Sometimes there was just a slight trolling drift.
I can see I'll like this new dock.
The boat was full of pine needles and leaves. One full day of light rain added no water to the boat. I'll never clean them out in Fall again because they absorbed the water.
Sunday, September 4, 2016
Labor day catch
Sunday before labor day 2016
I fished my way with no bites to the bay and tucked into my favorite spot for bluegill.
A few small bites, not hooks.
I anchored and put on just a hook, fishing with light worm.
I caught two nice white perch in that spot. Still no bluegill. I lost one bullhead. Then on the way home I caught a very small yellow perch. Out a couple house. Very slow action.
I fished my way with no bites to the bay and tucked into my favorite spot for bluegill.
A few small bites, not hooks.
I anchored and put on just a hook, fishing with light worm.
I caught two nice white perch in that spot. Still no bluegill. I lost one bullhead. Then on the way home I caught a very small yellow perch. Out a couple house. Very slow action.
Fishing with Casey
Friday, September 2, 2016
Friday, September 2, 2016
Fishing with Casey
I finally launched the boat and went fishing. Casey was here overnight.
We went for worms and then to Hoffay's for iced cream.
We had a good fire and burned up all the little bits of stuff I had stacked in the fireplace as well as one pizza box which Casey ripped into small pieces.
Today we went fishing, but there were not bites. Casey caught a 2 inch bass and was sad that we had to let it go. We ate the fish from his last visit which was a good while ago.
The boat fit nicely with the new dock and getting it to not bump will not be hard. Nice to know.
We went for worms and then to Hoffay's for iced cream.
We had a good fire and burned up all the little bits of stuff I had stacked in the fireplace as well as one pizza box which Casey ripped into small pieces.
Today we went fishing, but there were not bites. Casey caught a 2 inch bass and was sad that we had to let it go. We ate the fish from his last visit which was a good while ago.
The boat fit nicely with the new dock and getting it to not bump will not be hard. Nice to know.
Fishing with Casey
I finally launched the boat and went fishing. Casey was here overnight.
We went for worms and then to Hoffay's for iced cream.
We had a good fire and burned up all the little bits of stuff I had stacked in the fireplace as well as one pizza box which Casey ripped into small pieces.
Today we went fishing, but there were not bites. Casey caught a 2 inch bass and was sad that we had to let it go. We ate the fish from his last visit which was a good while ago.
The boat fit nicely with the new dock and getting it to not bump will not be hard. Nice to know.
We went for worms and then to Hoffay's for iced cream.
We had a good fire and burned up all the little bits of stuff I had stacked in the fireplace as well as one pizza box which Casey ripped into small pieces.
Today we went fishing, but there were not bites. Casey caught a 2 inch bass and was sad that we had to let it go. We ate the fish from his last visit which was a good while ago.
The boat fit nicely with the new dock and getting it to not bump will not be hard. Nice to know.
Tuesday, June 21, 2016
Monday, June 20, 2016
Update
I have not recorded much here in a while.
I still get stuck and can't seem to get myself out.
But one day Chuck came and fished with me. So we launched the boat.
The weeds are very high so I did not take the motor. But that may have been a mistake. We ended up on the Third Lake where the rowing was really tough coming back into the wind. This is a big boat.
Along the West shore of the lake and not far from the pipe we caught most of our fish, bedding bluegill, pumpkinseed, redbreast, a couple rock bass, three perch and three pickerel, one a keeper. Chuck caught that one. It tasted good too wrapped in bacon and baked and broiled. I mixed in some salmon with it.
We fried up most of the small ones and the large I filleted for Chuck.
He was funny. He kept saying that these were the first fish he had caught, but he caught a bluegill in April and I ate it, so I know that is not the case.
Then today I caught about 25 over in a spot where they have bedded for forty years. The weeds are not thick there along the South side of the Second Lake bay and with a light worm, they hit like crazy. One white perch as well. It followed a hooked bluegill into the boat, and I could see it darting about. Then in a few casts, and not where it had been, I hooked the fellow.
I met a friendly fellow named John over there in that spot. We have both fished this lake for many years and we shared some stories. He has taken fine Northern through the ice right there on Second Lake.
Well, it was fun. Chuck just lost a grandson, Brendan, this week in a motorcycle accident, and the pain of that dulled my pleasure a bit. He and another grandson were supposed to be fishing here tomorrow. Everyone is a wreck about this boy's death. Carla's son. Very hard. The year has been filled with tragedy: Sara had a very hard accident that almost killed her, then decided on divorce, and Mary's mother died in Iowa.
I had a fire tonight, but it is just too hot. I watched it mostly from the deck. The mood rose over the lakes. Fine sight. I am liking my house.
Jeff and Brooklyn working on lights for the neighbor's house.
Some activity over at the red house, but very quiet and easy. They have replaced the glaring light with another that shines softly out of the window of the house. Very nice for me. Lots of insect sounds tonight.
They will treat the lake for the curly weed next week.
Too bad. I like the quiet. Most folks with boats have not wanted to venture out. I swam a bit today and cleaned out some of the tree debris so we can walk into the water.
Out for a boat ride on Father's Day with Casey. He took the right oar and I took the left. It worked out just fine.
The rowing went easy in spite of the weeds. There was wind enough to drift out and very little on my row back.
I still get stuck and can't seem to get myself out.
But one day Chuck came and fished with me. So we launched the boat.
The weeds are very high so I did not take the motor. But that may have been a mistake. We ended up on the Third Lake where the rowing was really tough coming back into the wind. This is a big boat.
Along the West shore of the lake and not far from the pipe we caught most of our fish, bedding bluegill, pumpkinseed, redbreast, a couple rock bass, three perch and three pickerel, one a keeper. Chuck caught that one. It tasted good too wrapped in bacon and baked and broiled. I mixed in some salmon with it.
We fried up most of the small ones and the large I filleted for Chuck.
He was funny. He kept saying that these were the first fish he had caught, but he caught a bluegill in April and I ate it, so I know that is not the case.
Then today I caught about 25 over in a spot where they have bedded for forty years. The weeds are not thick there along the South side of the Second Lake bay and with a light worm, they hit like crazy. One white perch as well. It followed a hooked bluegill into the boat, and I could see it darting about. Then in a few casts, and not where it had been, I hooked the fellow.
I met a friendly fellow named John over there in that spot. We have both fished this lake for many years and we shared some stories. He has taken fine Northern through the ice right there on Second Lake.
Well, it was fun. Chuck just lost a grandson, Brendan, this week in a motorcycle accident, and the pain of that dulled my pleasure a bit. He and another grandson were supposed to be fishing here tomorrow. Everyone is a wreck about this boy's death. Carla's son. Very hard. The year has been filled with tragedy: Sara had a very hard accident that almost killed her, then decided on divorce, and Mary's mother died in Iowa.
I had a fire tonight, but it is just too hot. I watched it mostly from the deck. The mood rose over the lakes. Fine sight. I am liking my house.
Jeff and Brooklyn working on lights for the neighbor's house.
Some activity over at the red house, but very quiet and easy. They have replaced the glaring light with another that shines softly out of the window of the house. Very nice for me. Lots of insect sounds tonight.
They will treat the lake for the curly weed next week.
Too bad. I like the quiet. Most folks with boats have not wanted to venture out. I swam a bit today and cleaned out some of the tree debris so we can walk into the water.
Out for a boat ride on Father's Day with Casey. He took the right oar and I took the left. It worked out just fine.
The rowing went easy in spite of the weeds. There was wind enough to drift out and very little on my row back.
Monday, May 2, 2016
Monday, March 14, 2016
Friday, October 9, 2015
Fishing again and rowing
I caught a bucket full of bluegills right off the dock. I was out rowing and only got one small perch. I posted on Facebook as to how I'll prepare them. Generally, a dip in flour and fried in a large cast iron pan in canola oil. That is the way my Mom always made them. The tails crisp up like potato chips. When I have a huge supply and fillet them, I cut the fillets into bite sized pieces,(about six per fish) dip in milk, roll in corn meal, and put them into the deep frier. Bluegill bits. Very good served with dips like blue cheese or Frank's hot sauce. This is the only fish Dawn's father ever really liked. And kids love them. They will microwave, but they are not an oily fish like salmon and trout. They will go on the grill nicely with some nice sauce like Chaveta's from the Buffalo area. I marinate that sauce. Use a folding screen and don't overcook. On the grill I do leave the heads on and sometimes I wrap them in bacon. Just gutted and soaked overnight in kosher salt water and perhaps garlic, they will do fine in a smoker, but again, because they are not as oily as trout, salmon, mackerel or carp, they will not smoke up as nicely. Margot had some very created recipes years ago when we ate bluegills three or four times a week. She did an Italian version and one with a cream sauce. One advantage of this plentiful fish is because they are so far down the food chain, bluegills do not collect as many heavy metals. They are much healthier than bass or pike or any large predator fish. Also, they are sustainable. They can't be fished out because they are so prolific breeders. In some lakes they overbreed and dominate. That happened in my boyhood haunt, Lime Lake near Buffalo. Then they push out the large game fish and stunt themselves. So far Burden Lake has stayed well balanced.
Odd that I could not get many bites out on the water, but they were very hungry right there on the dock.
Odd that I could not get many bites out on the water, but they were very hungry right there on the dock.
Sunday, September 6, 2015
Thursday, August 20, 2015
Dock to Dish
New way to get fresh fish without the middle men.
https://ssl.www8.hp.com/hpmatter/issue-no-5-summer-2015/dock-dish-fresh-take-fresh-catch
https://ssl.www8.hp.com/hpmatter/issue-no-5-summer-2015/dock-dish-fresh-take-fresh-catch
Saturday, August 1, 2015
Sunday, July 19, 2015
Frank's photo/ Chuck's pickerel
Son frank took these shots on one of his outtings. He thought of me.
Then today neighbor Chuck's grandsons came over with a 22 inch pickerel. Nice. We'll bake it up today.
Saturday, July 4, 2015
Rough time of it for me
I had a rough time in the boat today.
Quite a bit of pain in whatever is bothering me. I cast a pole and it all went into a spasm. I was unhappy.
Peter, Casey and Eliz went. That should have made me happy. We all fished a bit and in the end we had enough bluegills for a taste at supper. Good biting over by the island, but I had forgotten the anchor.
The day was fine. Very few boats.
I was happy to have gotten the boat cleaned up and bailed, but I'm unsure what all this means for the summer for me.
Once out back in my chair with Aleve and bourbon I felt better. Cleaning the fish was easy enough. The stairs hurt but the scaling did not.
I made Peter carry the motor and the battery.
Casey seemed to have a good time playing with the fish. He reeled on in that Boppie caught.
I like the stability of the boat so I could stand when the pain got intense and that helped.
Quite a bit of pain in whatever is bothering me. I cast a pole and it all went into a spasm. I was unhappy.
Peter, Casey and Eliz went. That should have made me happy. We all fished a bit and in the end we had enough bluegills for a taste at supper. Good biting over by the island, but I had forgotten the anchor.
The day was fine. Very few boats.
I was happy to have gotten the boat cleaned up and bailed, but I'm unsure what all this means for the summer for me.
Once out back in my chair with Aleve and bourbon I felt better. Cleaning the fish was easy enough. The stairs hurt but the scaling did not.
I made Peter carry the motor and the battery.
Casey seemed to have a good time playing with the fish. He reeled on in that Boppie caught.
I like the stability of the boat so I could stand when the pain got intense and that helped.
Thursday, July 2, 2015
Pulled the boat up the bank
I used a rope from what I bought in Florida and some hooks. Things kept snapping, but eventually I got it up enough to drain the water and then hose down the inside. Nice job done.
Saturday, June 27, 2015
Janine and Teresa
Janine and Teresa here fishing today off the dock. Janine was in the old fishing club from Livingston. Long time ago.
Here she is as a middle school student holding a fine pickerel she caught in front of the house.
Here is a grand photo of my bald spot of those years.
We caught up over wine and cheese after the fishing. The rain held off and gave them a good bit of time on the dock and two large yellow perch and one bullhead went home for cleaning and perhaps breakfast.
Some talk too of Vegas. Nice. I don't get to do that much.
And she brought wine
Very tasty treat. I opened it as I finished up my writing.
http://veramonte.com/the-winery
The one below is also good. Janine and I drank it last night.
Here she is as a middle school student holding a fine pickerel she caught in front of the house.
We caught up over wine and cheese after the fishing. The rain held off and gave them a good bit of time on the dock and two large yellow perch and one bullhead went home for cleaning and perhaps breakfast.
Some talk too of Vegas. Nice. I don't get to do that much.
And she brought wine
http://veramonte.com/the-winery
The one below is also good. Janine and I drank it last night.
WE opened this one. I knew I had enjoyed this wine before. As it turns out, this is that expensive bottle that was given to son Frank on his birthday. He opened it when I visited last April.
So it was a great visit and I'm sure we will do it again. In the meantime, I'm sharing a bit of Vegas with her.
Thursday, June 25, 2015
Tuesday, June 23, 2015
Fish
Well, I had a fine if slow day with the fish today.
The bluegills were slow, but nice and big. I caught some this morning on just a hook and worm. Just before 6 PM I caught two more, a nice bluegill and one of those big crappies that gives a fillet three times the size of the bluegill.
I'm going to make bluegill bits in the deep fryer on Sunday and trying to collect enough to do that.
My back is somewhat better or I'm just better at babying it. The cleaning did not affect the place where the back gives the most pain, Other muscles got tired, but not the sore one and that is very good news.
I used the new knife I bought cheap in florida. It is a bit longer than the panfish fillet by Rapella and thinner. I really like it. Because it is longer I get a better swipe as the handle does not bump against the board. It took me a while to get used to it, but I'll hope to get a couple more next year.
Of course, I tipped over all the tools and had to pick them up. Getting down to do that is tough on the back.
I got down and opened the live well and that was hard, but very satisfying. I put four fish in there three days ago and they were still there. I have not taken that screened pen in for winter in two years, thinking a new dock was coming. It is just screened with the light screening buddy Chuck gave me maybe four years ago. I thought that was a one year fix. So nice to know that I can put fish in there and expect they will be there.
I cleaned some I had refrigerated and some I had in a bucket (they died) and the fresh ones. The fresh were easier to clean, except, of course, there is some distain for skinning a live fish. More as I get older. Casey thinks it is great fun.
The other odd good turn was that the knot that was in the line just popped itself out. I was fishing that pole and just trying to toss line after the knot and loop it had made. So now it is all straight line. All my reels need line replacement.
I put up the extra umbrella to clean and took the sun off the process. I sure like that rig. In the old days, I would never be cleaning in the sun. I'd still be fishing. But now, it is good to get to it whenever I am well napped.
The lake is cool and pretty deserted except for solid business at Kay's. I like all of it. I was in my overcoat that Peter Ryan gave me a dozen years ago, but took it off. The tee shirt was enough until I fished at the end of the float in the wind. Then I wished I had the coat, but stairs are a pain so I don't do them if I don't have to.
No rain. I have not had to bail anything these past weeks.
I watered my peppers today. They were getting a bit dry.
The bluegills were slow, but nice and big. I caught some this morning on just a hook and worm. Just before 6 PM I caught two more, a nice bluegill and one of those big crappies that gives a fillet three times the size of the bluegill.
I'm going to make bluegill bits in the deep fryer on Sunday and trying to collect enough to do that.
My back is somewhat better or I'm just better at babying it. The cleaning did not affect the place where the back gives the most pain, Other muscles got tired, but not the sore one and that is very good news.
I used the new knife I bought cheap in florida. It is a bit longer than the panfish fillet by Rapella and thinner. I really like it. Because it is longer I get a better swipe as the handle does not bump against the board. It took me a while to get used to it, but I'll hope to get a couple more next year.
Of course, I tipped over all the tools and had to pick them up. Getting down to do that is tough on the back.
I got down and opened the live well and that was hard, but very satisfying. I put four fish in there three days ago and they were still there. I have not taken that screened pen in for winter in two years, thinking a new dock was coming. It is just screened with the light screening buddy Chuck gave me maybe four years ago. I thought that was a one year fix. So nice to know that I can put fish in there and expect they will be there.
I cleaned some I had refrigerated and some I had in a bucket (they died) and the fresh ones. The fresh were easier to clean, except, of course, there is some distain for skinning a live fish. More as I get older. Casey thinks it is great fun.
The other odd good turn was that the knot that was in the line just popped itself out. I was fishing that pole and just trying to toss line after the knot and loop it had made. So now it is all straight line. All my reels need line replacement.
I put up the extra umbrella to clean and took the sun off the process. I sure like that rig. In the old days, I would never be cleaning in the sun. I'd still be fishing. But now, it is good to get to it whenever I am well napped.
The lake is cool and pretty deserted except for solid business at Kay's. I like all of it. I was in my overcoat that Peter Ryan gave me a dozen years ago, but took it off. The tee shirt was enough until I fished at the end of the float in the wind. Then I wished I had the coat, but stairs are a pain so I don't do them if I don't have to.
No rain. I have not had to bail anything these past weeks.
I watered my peppers today. They were getting a bit dry.
Sunday, June 7, 2015
Ann P has the recipe for bluegill
Ann's Bluegill recipe
Ann Parillo's bluegill batter
Ann cooked these at one of Greg Millet's Wednesday poker games and they were great. Here is her batter:
OK - here is my recipe (I don't measure so you can use what you like)
Three containers:
One plastic bag with plain white flour. Add salt, pepper, garlic
powder and
dried crushed basil to taste.
One dish with beaten egg with a little milk added
One dish with a mixture of half saltines crushed and half matzo
crackers
crushed. I use a blender to reduce size of crackers.
Method: Rinse and soak fish in lemon juice for about 15 minutes or so.
Dry
fillets and then toss in flour bag, then egg mixture and then cracker
mixture. Lay on a cookie sheet lined with waxed paper until you are
finished preparing all the fish. This allows the coating to amalgamate
and
coat and seal the fish entirely.
Well there it is.
Then we just fry them up. yum! Thanks Ann
Ann cooked these at one of Greg Millet's Wednesday poker games and they were great. Here is her batter:
OK - here is my recipe (I don't measure so you can use what you like)
Three containers:
One plastic bag with plain white flour. Add salt, pepper, garlic
powder and
dried crushed basil to taste.
One dish with beaten egg with a little milk added
One dish with a mixture of half saltines crushed and half matzo
crackers
crushed. I use a blender to reduce size of crackers.
Method: Rinse and soak fish in lemon juice for about 15 minutes or so.
Dry
fillets and then toss in flour bag, then egg mixture and then cracker
mixture. Lay on a cookie sheet lined with waxed paper until you are
finished preparing all the fish. This allows the coating to amalgamate
and
coat and seal the fish entirely.
Well there it is.
Then we just fry them up. yum! Thanks Ann
Tuesday, May 26, 2015
lutefisk
This isn't the right season, but I just found this song.
We even got to sing the lutefisk song…how cool is that?
O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk (sung to the tune of O Tannenbaum)
1. O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk, how fragrant your aroma,
O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk, you put me in a coma.
You smell so strong, you look like glue,
You taste just like an overshoe,
But lutefisk, come Saturday,
I tink I eat you anyvay
2. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, I put you in the doorvay.
I wanted you to ripen up just like they do in Norvay.
A dog came by and sprinkled you.
I hit him with my overshoe.
O lutefisk, now I suppose
I’ll eat you while I hold my nose.
3. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, how well I do remember.
On Christmas Eve how we’d receive our big treat of December.
It wasn’t turkey or fried ham.
It wasn’t even pickled Spam.
My mother knew there was no risk
In serving buttered lutefisk.
4. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, now everyone discovers
That lutefisk and lefse make Norvegians better lovers.
Now all the world can have a ball.
You’re better than that Geritol.
O lutefisk, with brennevin [Norwegian brandy]
You make me feel like Errol Flynn.
5. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, you have a special flavor.
O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, all good Norvegians savor.
That slimy slab we know so well
Identified by ghastly smell.
O Lutefisk, O lutefisk,
We even got to sing the lutefisk song…how cool is that?
O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk (sung to the tune of O Tannenbaum)
1. O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk, how fragrant your aroma,
O Lutefisk, O Lutefisk, you put me in a coma.
You smell so strong, you look like glue,
You taste just like an overshoe,
But lutefisk, come Saturday,
I tink I eat you anyvay
2. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, I put you in the doorvay.
I wanted you to ripen up just like they do in Norvay.
A dog came by and sprinkled you.
I hit him with my overshoe.
O lutefisk, now I suppose
I’ll eat you while I hold my nose.
3. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, how well I do remember.
On Christmas Eve how we’d receive our big treat of December.
It wasn’t turkey or fried ham.
It wasn’t even pickled Spam.
My mother knew there was no risk
In serving buttered lutefisk.
4. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, now everyone discovers
That lutefisk and lefse make Norvegians better lovers.
Now all the world can have a ball.
You’re better than that Geritol.
O lutefisk, with brennevin [Norwegian brandy]
You make me feel like Errol Flynn.
5. O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, you have a special flavor.
O Lutefisk, O lutefisk, all good Norvegians savor.
That slimy slab we know so well
Identified by ghastly smell.
O Lutefisk, O lutefisk,
Saturday, May 16, 2015
old fish tale
Sarah, the niece of my old friend Tobie, told me at Tobie's wake that she remembered my fishing the yellow perch, cleaning them in her yard, and cooking them up on the Coleman grill. This was almost over almost 50 years ago. She said her mother saved the roe to cook up for visiting fisherman at the motel where University of Buffalo International Club camped for free at her Mom's invitation.
I went out at sunset and caught a few more fish using the worms that wintered while mulching up my soil for the planted peppers. I put these in the live well to see if it will contain them still after that hard winter or if there are escape routes. I did not take it out this winter or last. I really never used it last season, so I don't know how it is and to pull it out is more work than just tossing in a few panfish to see if they will stay or not. Just getting the rusted wing nuts to turn again was a chore.
I went out at sunset and caught a few more fish using the worms that wintered while mulching up my soil for the planted peppers. I put these in the live well to see if it will contain them still after that hard winter or if there are escape routes. I did not take it out this winter or last. I really never used it last season, so I don't know how it is and to pull it out is more work than just tossing in a few panfish to see if they will stay or not. Just getting the rusted wing nuts to turn again was a chore.
bluegills
At sunrise I noticed fish rising around the dock and fished off the dock for a while. I still am a bit shy about rowing as this pulled muscle wants to stay hurting. The worms I bought for Chuck and I last week had too much sun and were in no shape for anything. Maybe I caught 2 fish with all of those. So, I figured it was time to get a worm that had spent the winter mulching veggie scraps in soil for me while Jay gave that planter box a bit of water once in a while. When... I left for Florida in December, I had some some worms left from a purchased dozen; all winter they had prepared the soil in my planter in the basement for red bell peppers. I picked one and noticed that I had used half that same worm last year. The break had healed, the worm had managed to eat and create rich soil. Now I would use the second half. I caught six nice bluegills on that half a worm from last year. Now that is frugal fishing!! I filleted them and we had them with milk and corn meal cooked in the deep fryer for supper. Yum. I also pulled 8 more worms out of the soil in the planter, and set them aside for another day. I planted my six red bell pepper plants, and so that is done and ready to grow if we get no more frost. I'm hoping they like the rich worm worked soil. From the six plants I need to get six organic peppers to break even. We'll see. I'll spray with a solution of epsome salts as that is supposed to encourage the fruit. I may also try this trick http://www.ehow.com/info_8738624_matchsticks-green-pepper-p…
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Saturday, May 9, 2015
Thursday, April 30, 2015
First day on Burden lake water
I spent the morning studying the winch and realizing it is not what I want.
Then I launched the boat. What an easy job going down hill. The boat really launched itself. Then I roped over the float and attached it to the dock. I tried out the boat and then later went fishing, twice.
. The fish are there. I lost two perch, one just as I lifted the nice perch into the boat. The jig popped out so fast it slammed me on the top of the head. But I managed one perch and one pumpkinseed for tomorrow's lunch along with the last of the frozen fish from last season. I tried my first fish selfie and Elizabeth took on of me in the boat. Very good to be back on the water. And now the first fire of the season.
Then I launched the boat. What an easy job going down hill. The boat really launched itself. Then I roped over the float and attached it to the dock. I tried out the boat and then later went fishing, twice.
. The fish are there. I lost two perch, one just as I lifted the nice perch into the boat. The jig popped out so fast it slammed me on the top of the head. But I managed one perch and one pumpkinseed for tomorrow's lunch along with the last of the frozen fish from last season. I tried my first fish selfie and Elizabeth took on of me in the boat. Very good to be back on the water. And now the first fire of the season.
Fish joke
Now, if I make it to 80 or so, this is what I'll be doing.
It was raining hard and a big puddle had formed in front of
the little Irish pub.
An old man stood beside the puddle holding a stick with a
string on the end and jiggled it up and down in the water.
A curious gentleman asked what he was doing.
“Fishing”, replied the old man.
Poor old fool, thought the gentlemen.
So, he decided he would invite the old man to have a drink
in the pub.
Feeling he should start some conversation while they were
sipping their whisky, the gentleman asked, “And, how many
have you caught today?”
“You're the eighth.”
It was raining hard and a big puddle had formed in front of
the little Irish pub.
An old man stood beside the puddle holding a stick with a
string on the end and jiggled it up and down in the water.
A curious gentleman asked what he was doing.
“Fishing”, replied the old man.
Poor old fool, thought the gentlemen.
So, he decided he would invite the old man to have a drink
in the pub.
Feeling he should start some conversation while they were
sipping their whisky, the gentleman asked, “And, how many
have you caught today?”
“You're the eighth.”
Sunday, April 26, 2015
Thursday, April 2, 2015
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