Fishing The Coast, Oregon and Washington

August 2009

My bedtime pals

If I have one thing to say (and I'm in a hurry!) it's
HAPPY AUGUST!

Ha ha! I got you before you got me!
Say a prayer for David, please... He detached his AC in his shoulder and had to be in the hospital, yesterday. Poor guy. Skateboards are not a good thing and neither is being uninsured. :( How much is an ambulance, anyhow? YIKES.

August 2nd

This is my happy place. :)
I rarely write anything that's unhappy, here. It's kind of a praise journal, you know? I keep my prayer journal private. When I compare the two, though, it's so awesome to find that my prayers are answered!
This is kind of how I want the discussion board to be. Our happy place. Lord knows there are enough other places on the internet to say it all.
Why not one little place, where we can visit, and come away feeling good? How is that so hard to understand for some folks?
I got up late this morning.
Last night was a little rough. Didn't sleep well, thinking of current things going on.
As I tossed and turned, I thought that today I should go back to church. I haven't been in ages. When my life goes astray, I always wonder if it's because I'm not walking the walk like I should. Am I too busy for my Heavenly Father, lately?
Woke up and the first thing in my e mail was this prayer with a picture of Jesus at the top. I love it when stuff like this happens!
Even though I'm not much for chain e mails with "if you don't pass this on, (and then a threat of bad will to come...)" I just really loved having that pop up for me.
By the way, I didn't pass it on, but I still loved it!
You know, yesterday Kay Brown came over and gave me a half a squash she'd purchased at the town outdoor market. I'm so glad she thought of me, because it was so good with our Traeger chicken!
She visited for just a minute and I unloaded some of my current worries on her. She was a bit taken back, I think. She probably reads this every once and a while, because she said she'd never think there was anything gone astray in my life.
I proved her wrong, oh boy!
I let our new baby chickens out for the first time last evening, to wander the world. They were so excited! Chickens are so funny that way. If you ever want to relax and watch the wonder in the world, watch chickens!
They just make me giggle.
"Oh! There's a person outside! Maybe they have something good! Maybe not! Look! Look!"
"Oh! A dog is barking! Look! Look!"
"Oh! Something to eat! Nope! Look!"
"Oh! A salmon berry! Can't reach it! Look!"
"Oh, no! The lawnmower! A car! Look!"
For chickens, everything is exciting! I have never seen anything so excited about food. If I give the babies a piece of bread, they run after it like mad. I wish fish bit like that! They forget their fear of the bigger chickens and just push in and grab it. Fish DO seem to go after my bait like that! You know, the little ones!
I like food, but bread crumbs? Wow! How wonderful to be so happy about something so ordinary! I want to be like that!
Bill doesn't leave home, much.
For the first time in eleven years, he's gone for the weekend. He went to his high school reunion for the weekend.
I have never heard of a more dedicated class to their fellow classmates. They have events planned each day and night for the entire weekend! Bill was so excited to join them.
I opted to stay home. It was the first time in all these years that I could have the television set off and hear nothing but the birds and the slight whisper of the river over the rocks.
A weekend... alone?! Now, there is exciting!
But, the first change of plans happened when Andrew moved home.
Alright, so I won't be totally alone, but Andrew is quiet. That is, when he isn't practicing his bass guitar!
And thus started the ball rolling! Andrew invited a friend over!
For some reason, then my front doorbell has been busier than I ever remember it with people coming to visit. Now, don't get me wrong! I love friends to come over, but I just find it ironic that this would be the weekend to knock on my door.
Frankly, I've had a great time, this weekend. It's taught me to be flexible and just go with the flow.
Once, I received a card from a friend that said "Hang Loose, Mother Goose!"
Never have there been wiser words.
Bill will be home, tonight. He'll probably be bringing David home, as he is to lay flat for a week until he gets his AC reattached or whatever.
The house will be full, again!
I'll be able to knock at their window after picking fresh berries and giggle while I say to them, "Berry Fairy!" and hand them a fresh handful of blue berries or raspberries.
By Fall, if all goes well, they'll both be off to college again, and the house will become eerily quiet.
The nights will be quiet. I'll long for greener pastures where the boys giggle in the kitchen late at night and yell up to ask for the keys to my car.
I just find it so odd that no matter what is going on in our lives, we long for something different. We think back to better times, and at the same time, forget that these very times we are living will create a memory, later, that we'll long to have back.
Today, right now as I breathe(!) I have to realize that this very day IS the "good old days!" It's happing right as I write!
This is the day that the Lord hath made!!!
Let us be glad in rejoice in it!

Not sure... but I think a chicken once wrote that.

August 6th

I was supposed to be fishing today out on the ocean with Johnny Bowles and Bill.
However, fevers of 103 tend to keep me at home.
I don't think I've ever been so sick. I don't even remember much from last night. I was delirious. I think my Dad called?
I have this awful cough way deep down. It sounds like whooping cough, you know? That kids get?
I went to the doctor yesterday and they asked if I had a fever. I didn't, and was glad to say so, so they let me go.
But, last night? Wowza! My fever shot up and I was shot down! I couldn't move!
I'm still weak, but my fever is much less.
I just wish I were fishing. I probably would have gone, had Bill waited for me. But when I got up, he was poof! Gone!
Probably a good thing. I'm not always so smart about resting and taking care of me. I didn't even hear anyone leave. I was just out of it!
My life is so crazy, lately.
I'm so glad to have friends. You can always tell your real friends when things go haywire. They are my blessing, for sure. What would I do without them?
I just know that I'm overtaxed and trying to do too much. My body is telling me that! So, we are currently on shut down!
I'm spending today in bed. I'll have to still keep up on ifish, so I'll just do it from the comfort of my comforter!
I will fish again... just not today!

August 2nd

It was one of those nights where I couldn't get comfortable and my heart valve was making so much racket!
Clunkity tick, clunckity tick! I guess it really depends on your physical body frame, whether it makes much noise. Mine does! In fact, my shirt shakes!
I had a terrifying thought while lying in bed, there. What if...what if my St. Jude valve fails? Such an awful thought! It momentarily paralyzed me with fear.
Of course, I did a google search and was reassured that this rarely happens. I was so glad, though, to have my friends in bed with me! I was so glad for the noise in my chest. It was still working!


Never alone!

This is my happy place. :)
I rarely write anything that's unhappy, here. It's kind of a praise journal, you know? I keep my prayer journal private. When I compare the two, though, it's so awesome to find that my prayers are answered!
This is kind of how I want the discussion board to be. Our happy place. Lord knows there are enough other places on the internet to say it all.
Why not one little place, where we can visit, and come away feeling good? How is that so hard to understand for some folks?
I got up late this morning.
Last night was a little rough. Didn't sleep well, thinking of current things going on.
As I tossed and turned, I thought that today I should go back to church. I haven't been in ages. When my life goes astray, I always wonder if it's because I'm not walking the walk like I should. Am I too busy for my Heavenly Father, lately?
Woke up and the first thing in my e mail was this prayer with a picture of Jesus at the top, from a dear friend. I love it when stuff like this happens!
Even though I'm not much for chain e mails with "if you don't pass this on, (and then a threat of bad will to come...)" I just really loved having that pop up for me.
By the way, I didn't pass it on, but I still loved it!
You know, yesterday Kay Brown came over and gave me a half a squash she'd purchased at the town outdoor market. I'm so glad she thought of me, because it was so good with our Traeger chicken!
She visited for just a minute and I unloaded some of my current worries on her. She was a bit taken back, I think. She probably reads this every once and a while, because she said she'd never think there was anything gone astray in my life.
I proved her wrong, oh boy!
I let our new baby chickens out for the first time last evening, to wander the world. They were so excited! Chickens are so funny that way. If you ever want to relax and watch the wonder in the world, watch chickens!
They just make me giggle.
"Oh! There's a person outside! Maybe they have something good! Maybe not! Look! Look!"
"Oh! A dog is barking! Look! Look!"
"Oh! Something to eat! Nope! Look!"
"Oh! A salmon berry! Can't reach it! Look!"
"Oh, no! The lawnmower! A car! Look!"
For chickens, everything is exciting! I have never seen anything so excited about food. If I give the babies a piece of bread, they run after it like mad.
I wish fish bit like that!
Those baby chickens forget their fear of the bigger chickens and just push in and grab it.
Fish DO seem to go after my bait like that! You know, the little ones!
I like food, but bread crumbs? Wow! How wonderful to be so happy about something so ordinary! I want to be like that!
Bill doesn't leave home, much.
For the first time in eleven years, he's gone for the weekend. He went to his high school reunion for the weekend.
I have never heard of a more dedicated class to their fellow classmates. They have events planned each day and night for the entire weekend! Bill was so excited to join them.
I opted to stay home. It was the first time in all these years that I could have the television set off and hear nothing but the birds and the slight whisper of the river over the rocks.
A weekend... alone?! No way!
But, the first change of plans happened when Andrew moved home.
Alright, so I won't be totally alone, but Andrew is quiet. That is, when he isn't practicing his bass guitar!
And thus started the ball rolling! Andrew invited a friend over!
For some reason, this weekend my front doorbell has been busier than I ever remember it with people coming to visit. Now, don't get me wrong! I love friends to come over, but I just find it ironic that this would be the weekend to knock on my door.
I had to giggle.
Frankly, I've had a great time, this weekend. It's taught me to be flexible and just go with the flow.
Once, I received a card from a friend that said "Hang Loose, Mother Goose!"
Never have there been wiser words.
Bill will be home, tonight. He'll probably be bringing David home, as he is to lay flat for a week until he gets his AC reattached or whatever.
The house will be full, again! I get to play Mom again!
I'll be able to knock at their window after picking fresh berries and giggle while I say to them, "Berry Fairy!" and hand them a fresh handful of blue berries or raspberries.
By Fall, if all goes well, they'll both be off to college again, and the house will become eerily quiet.
The nights will be quiet. I'll long for greener pastures where the boys giggle in the kitchen late at night and yell up to ask for the keys to my car.
I just find it so odd that no matter what is going on in our lives, we long for something different. Something better!
We think back to those 'better' times fondly, and at the same time, forget that these very times we are living will create a memory, later! And we'll long to have those days back!
Today, right now as I breathe(!) I have to realize that this very day IS the "good old days!" It's happening right as I write!
Look!
This is the day that the Lord hath made!!!
Let us be glad in rejoice in it!!!

Not sure... but I think a chicken once wrote that!

August 6th

I was supposed to be fishing today out on the ocean with Johnny Bowles and Bill.
However, fevers of 103 tend to keep me at home.
I don't think I've ever been so sick. I don't even remember much from last night. I was delirious. I think my Dad called?
I have this awful cough way deep down. It sounds like whooping cough, you know? That kids get?
I went to the doctor yesterday and they asked if I had a fever. I didn't, and was glad to say so, so they let me go.
But, last night? Wowza! My fever shot up and I was shot down! I couldn't move!
I'm still weak, but my fever is much less.
I just wish I were fishing. I probably would have gone, had Bill waited for me. But when I got up, he was poof! Gone!
Probably a good thing. I'm not always so smart about resting and taking care of me. I didn't even hear anyone leave. I was just out of it!
My life is so crazy, lately.
I'm so glad to have friends. You can always tell your real friends when things go haywire. They are my blessing, for sure. What would I do without them?
I just know that I'm overtaxed and trying to do too much. My body is telling me that! So, we are currently on shut down!
I'm spending today in bed. I'll have to still keep up on ifish, so I'll just do it from the comfort of my comforter!
I will fish again... just not today!

August 6th later...
My doc didn't like 103 with my heart valve and ordered me to the ER. Turns out I have pneumonia. Great, huh?

August 7th

Wow! I woke up this morning feeling like a real person! That's sure the way that you can tell if you had a bacterial infection or a virus!
I took two of those little pills in a five day Zithromax antibiotic pack and woke up this morning, feeling like I could get out of bed for the first time in days! I don't feel great, but comparatively, I sure do!
Wait! Maybe I do feel great!!!!
I was so excited to feel good that I got out of bed at 4:30 AM. I'd been in bed since pretty much two days ago, except that yesterday it was in the Hospital's bed!
Feeling good like this to me is so exciting! It's like Christmas morning! And in more ways than one! The coffee was just beginning to drip when I crept down the stairs with bouncing, tail waggy dogs at my side. I love catching that action and the excitement of waiting for coffee, and having it freshly brewed!
Hey! ...Have you felt it, yet?
I have!
What, you say? What?!?
FALL! Have you felt it?

Isn't it marvelous? First thing I noticed was that the other day there was a light blue tint in the sky. Not the deep blue sky of Spring and Summer, but the light powdery blue of Fall!
And finally, the horrid memory of being stuck in a wheelchair during that powdery blue sky feeling season is fading and I'm back to being excited again! Excited about fishing! Fall! Chilly mornings and icy hands!
Dangit... Bill just got up and I wanted to prove to him how well I felt! Skipping across the living room to him, I sang, "Zippity Dooh Dah!".
Whoa! Slow down, Nellie!! I nearly fell and my voice came out... well, it didn't really come out!
Anyhow, on to the happier things... I will get better! I will!
This morning it was really Fallish out! Just the feeling of the air! It is lighter and a bit chill out! The nasturtiums on the vines are crinkling up before I can get them all in a salad!
But it feels like fishing! When I smell that Fall smell in the air, I can almost feel jars of cold and wet gooey eggs in my hands and imagine lines of salmon rods at the ready on top of the desk in the corner, where they always are stored.
Right now, our fly rods are still there. But, soon! Soon! Salmon!
There are blackberries hanging on the vine right now that in the late afternoon sunshine, hang like warm drops of sugar. Oh, they melt in my mouth! I was waiting for the doctor the other day and walking Kilchis and we discovered them surrounding their parking lot! We had a great time, picking them and dropping them in our mouths!
I'll be taking my canoe down to the big hole at the corner of the river, to be the first to spot them coming in!
At this point in my life, it's almost more fun for me to watch them, than to catch them.
In fact, I'm almost to the point of not keeping or fishing for salmon unless they are out in the ocean or upper bay where they are fresh and good to eat. Once they get up this far on the river, I wonder if we shouldn't just let them keep going? They made it this far! Who am I to stop them?
I know who I am! Big Fisherwoman! That's who! OK... so maybe I'm not quite ready to quit, but I'm getting closer, the older I get!
The light is just now coming on over the mountain. That is foggy and Fallish looking, too. So much, that I feel like going through my Christmas lights to prepare for the Holidays!. I'm getting a little ahead of myself, I know! I know!
Today is just an exciting day.
It's so life affirming to finally feel better after being so ill! I wasn't even ill for that long, but it was the absolute most ill I have ever been, besides my aortic surgery. Even then, that was "mechanical" and just different. This was high fever, headache, cough, and just an awful feeling all around.
I woke up with just a bit of energy and a whole lot of hope! I think it's the hope that makes me smile the most.
And so, today I must still rest so that I can feel even better, tomorrow! Off I go, to help my fellow moderators keep ifish the best that it can be!
I'm back! Look out!
A little news: John Bowles (Is it Johnny or John?) and Bill went out yesterday to get John's crab pots and also fished for a bit. I guess it's just red hot out there. Hardly any effort produced fish and their crab pots had been soaking for a while and came up more than full of huge crabs! They were a bit soft, but we got plenty! We have two containers of crab in the fridge, now! I love that! I had a tiny crab salad last night. Just not hungry. Maybe today I'll make up for that? :)
It's sure weird not being able to fish the Nehalem this year. I mean, at least for chinooks. I looked forward to that, every year! I hope they recover! Maybe they need some antibiotics, too?!

August 9th

I thought I saw an orange lure, but back paddling in my canoe, I couldn't find it again. I found myself staring into the depths for a long time at nothing in particular.
I keep getting chills, even though I feel better, overall. Good thing there was no wind! I was weak and shaking. I guess from this pneumonia. A brisk wind would be too much for me to fight! I'd simply go down widdit! I'm just wimpy, this week!
Staring, enticed by the clear, cool water, I longed to lean over and go down, down, down! Lost in thought and upset over the morning's events, I began feebly croaking,
"Under the sea!
Under the sea!
Baby it's better
down where it's wetter
under the sea!"

I wanted to simply submerge and go down there to resume my treasure hunt. That way I could hide. No one could get at me,
no one can spit at me,
under the sea!
Ever feel that way?
I love the ocean. I love the water. I love the fish. I love them so much that I started a website about them. I'd rather do nothing but fish! My favorite hobby, my life!
I first heard about the conflict over marine reserves a couple years ago.
I knew that someone I knew was interested in them. They happened to be a moderator of mine and one I trusted and admired a whole bunch.
And so when I heard that another friend of mine was interested in them, I wanted to hear about it from both of them.
Then I learned they were on opposing sides. This ought to be interesting...
It's a fact that I don't choose my friends by listening to their political feelings, because if I did, I wouldn't have many!
But, somehow it is in the minds of many that if I weren't friends with Bob Rees, ifish would have come through stronger on the anti MR position, and the whole idea would be history!
You know, if it hadn't been for me and my dang friends!
Obviously, since I'm friends with Bob, I believe in whatever it is Bob believes in. Right ? I haven't even spoken to Bob in months, but I like him so I like everything he likes, too. If he likes baked liver, I'm in, too! Right? No! I dislike liver, people!
Hey! I'm friends with Salty Walty, too! But, I guess that doesn't matter cuz... well, I'm not sure why! Walter believes differently than Bob, and I admire the heck out of Walter.
I suppose it depends on whose side you are on, or who is winning or losing at the time. I can be blamed for both, this way! No matter what! LOL.
I don't allow name calling on ifish, and several times I have had to take derogatory and libelous (and frankly, just hateful!) material off of ifish, to protect ifish from lawsuit, not to mention protect people from that kind of thing in general. We have never allowed that type of thing, but since it was what it was, and about what it was, it means that it's cuz of my friends. Right? It must be! (rolleyes).
Ifish does not allow name calling by anyone to anyone.
There is one thing that really bothers me about our society. Thanks to Liz Hamilton for helping me to think it through.
When people disagree about something, they immediately label each other as garbage, as someone to throw to the pigs. They are to be put up on a billboard and thrown tomatoes at.
Anything good they may have done is immediately erased.
Instead of taking time to understand their position, instead of using their points of debate to build a better program for themselves, and to become the louder voice to show others why you disagree in an adult manner, they spew hatred and believe that anyone who is associated with them in any way is equally bad! Regardless if that interest in them is anything to do with their political feelings, those people are also out with the trash!
Looks like that is where I am on this issue. I wouldn't allow someone to call Bob Rees a nanny boober so I MUST be on Bob's side.
This reminds me of grade school, somehow.
No one has heard how I feel, but they know, by golly! They just know!
When will this society get a clue?
First off, I am much more interested in people and how they are treated than their political feelings.
Personally, I would be much more interested in solving the problem of hate against a person and living in peace with our brothers and sisters, than fixing this or any other political cause.
That's JUST how I'm built.
I care about people and their happiness. That's who I am. I do not stand by when someone is being beaten up. I can't. I can't just walk away. Some folks say that they did the crime, anything that happens to them is their own fault. I don't agree.
I'm a caretaker and that's how God made me.
I'm not sorry for that, but neither does that mean that I don't care about the issue that seems to be driving it. It's an entirely separate issue.
So, it appears that since I won't allow Bob to be publicly raked over the coals, then I am pro MR, huh?
Interesting. Oh well. Whatever you think, I guess. Don't bother asking me my opinions, just assume!
Imagine my distress when I received this from an ifisher:
"I still do wonder what direction ifish would take if you hadn't been friends with Bob."
Does that not perfectly illustrate my point?
Ifish is a platform for communication.
We have only once taken a "stand" on something and that was way back in the early days. It was on hatcheries and yes, we formed a group and went to town on it!
Since then, we have decided it better to simply, as Crabbait puts it, "- provide the forum and the framework for discussion. We don't take sides in complex issues because we want all the information, not any one side.
"And that's the way it is." W. Cronkite."
We leave it to the people to do the decision making and 'may the strongest voice win'. Is that not how it should be? How else could it be? You guys want me to tell you what to do? For heavens sake!
We strive to allow all sides of respectful discussion. And this, from Pete, "Ifish doesn't take a position, doesn't promote a position, doesn't endorse a position. Suggesting that Ifish has shaped the argument or tailored the response to an issue grossly misunderstands what Ifish is, and how it works."
Pheh. I get so tired of all of this and yes, I want to go live under the sea for a while, please. Someone please tell Muriel that I'll trade places for a while, for sure!
Or, perhaps I've already been. Maybe that's how I got this aspiration pneumonia in the first place!

The seaweed is always greener
In somebody else's lake
You dream about going up there
But that is a big mistake
Just look at the world around you
Right here on the ocean floor
Such wonderful things surround you
What more is you lookin' for?

We got the spirit, you got to hear it
Under the sea

 

August 12th

Happy Birthday to Andrew! Can you believe he's 22 years old? WOW! That means I am.... Never mind! I'm 22, too!
Yesterday I took the canoe out and the water was so low! I can't wait to go today, though, because the water has come up with the rain! That is, if I can dump the canoe out!
Yesterday I was saved by Andrew. I floated downstream and couldn't get it all the way back upstream by myself. Just as I was giving up, Andrew came to save the day!
It always seems ironic that Andrew should help me, when he has the same problem I do. The blind leading the blind?
I miss my son David so much! Haven't heard so much as a word from him in over a week, and he hasn't answered his phone. I sure hope he's alright.
Well, it's off to the races. Have a great day and think sunshine! I do like the rain. I do! But-- in August?

August 11th

Good morning and welcome to ifish, John Bowles of JB & Water Sportfishing!
He's on the charter list, over there on the right, if you ever want to go out and catch some feesh!
It's fun Bill and I are out on the bay. John is somewhat of a gage for what is going on in the bay
When we are in the ghost hole, considering going out to the jaws, but then we see John heading our way, we know that the jaws must not be a good place to be!
He's mostly out on the jaws or outside, so if he's heading in, we stay put!
Bill went out with him on his boat a couple days ago. I wanted to go, too, but I was really sick.
I was getting better there for a while, and then yesterday I felt awful again.
Today I'm feeling better, but I'm taking it easy!

August 15th


Diamond Lake catch!
My brother in law, Tom
Click pic to zoom

Well, well! I'm envious! Yes, indeed!
Creep! Look at him! What a creep!
Am I at Diamond Lake catching those 22 inch trout? NO! I'm at home! Sick!
LOLOLOL
OK, so the picture makes me happy. I guess that's good enough!
My sister Teri called me on their way home.
"What's your e mail address?"
I told her. "Why?"
"Because I'm going to send you a picture of Tom's catch!"
Alright. I knew it was coming. I knew it wouldn't be a picture of tiny little measly 'troots'. No... they wouldn't share that!
And so, I gripped, preparing myself each time my e mail program gathered information from the outside. It taunted me.
Ding dong!
Mail is here!
Huge trout to bother you!
Ding dong!
Trout are here!

I cringed each time.
It wasn't until this morning that I figured out which e mail it was, to open it.
Good thing, too. Had I seen this last night, I wouldn't have slept.
And so here it is, ladies and gentlemen!
Huge trout from Diamond Lake with my brother in law beating his chest about them!
And so where am I going next?
To http://www.diamondlake.net to book reservations to go trout fishing. I've simply had enough! I've got to go!
I cannot WAIT to send them a picture of MY catch!
Bill said he'd like to go, too. The dogs said they'd like to go, too.
So... we are going!
Join me?
And to heck with e mail. When I catch MY 28 inch trout, I'm going to frame it and send it to them!
Are we competitive in our family? Oh, no! Not at all!

August 18th

Not long ago, while talking to April Volkey, she suggested I listen to music while fishing so that it renewed my excitement. She wondered if maybe fishing the same old river was part of my problem. Perhaps music might spice it up a little bit?
She was my fishing counselor, and the suggestion hit me hard. I need to try that!
When I was a music student as a youngster, I spent countless hours at night in classes where we'd play our current pieces that we had been assigned. Lillian Pettibone, my beloved teacher back then, would have all the students close our eyes and get lost in the music, as one of the students would play her piece. When the piece was finished, we'd clap, and then she'd ask us what we imagined in our minds. It was often out of doors things that would be described by the students, and most often water was in the description! The students would describe things such as a stream flowing, a lake at sunset, a creek, bubbling over rocks. I think that's where I got my love for music and the out of doors.
Frankly, I haven't tried fishing with headphones on, like April suggested, because I am in love with the sound of this bird that always comes to visit. I've spoken about it before. It's my 'hilarious bird'. I love that bird! She sounds like one of those dramatic coloratura sopranos with a very high timber. Makes me laugh, every time. The bird is full of joy and I need to soak up all the joy I can.
Two days ago, though, I had the time of my life. I was in the canoe, and I plugged my headphones on and hit shuffle. I had no idea what would play. Anything from rock stuff like The Raconteurs to Beethoven. I love that "shuffle" thing! It's such a fun surprise!
On came The USSR Ministry of Culture Symphony Orchestra & Victoria Postnikova "Piano Concerto, No. 3: I. Allegro ma non tanto".
OK. this ought to be fun!
I set off in the canoe to begin my journey. I had no idea what was to come!
It was a blast! I was giggling and laughing. The dogs thought I was nuts!
But-- get this! OK, the river is really shallow. The Kilchis, however, still has guts in it, as it has a really high gradient. Moreso than any of the Tillamook rivers. So, when I get in, it pulls me towards the ocean, downstream... FAST in some places!
It's shallow, right? So I can see every rock, every piece of lead someone snagged up and lost. Sometimes I get going really fast and I'm only in inches of water! It's a real rush! So, if I'm going fast in a canoe, if you hit bottom, you flip! I've done it several times, believe me!
I have my iphone with me and a cup of coffee in the bottom of the boat. This means I better be darn sure of my route, before taking off. I don't like to flip! But, my trip downstream is carefully planned and charted.
Due to the high gradient, there is a lot of runoff and that river is freezing, not to mention getting all my stuff wet, if I flip!
I know this river like the back of my hand. I know that I have to hug the right corner here, or the left corner, there, or not to hit the rock in the middle of the rapids, over there. I like to get going really fast and see if I can maneuver perfectly. I love the risk! So, I was listening to this music and it was just awesome! When the music went slow, I went slower! When the music was fast and furious, I was paddling hard, and just barely squeaked through the channel without hitting the rocks!
In one place that always makes my heart skip a beat, there was only enough room for the canoe, and no more! A tight squeeze! The music said so, too and through I flew! With a swoosh of the paddle and orchestra on cue!
The music was exciting and loud through the riffles where I had to go down in only one spot... one spot that allowed mostly free travel with scraping bottom.
At one point, mid rapid, the wind grabbed me hard, and turned me totally around and I headed down the riffles backwards! No matter how hard I fought to right my route! I finally gave in to the current and wind and let it take me! The music escorted me, perfectly-backwards!!
I mean listen to this piece and imagine it! It was a chaotic part of the symphony and I was in total chaos myself, near to flipping over! Yikes!
But, it just made me giggle!
Then, when I was safely through that, the water became deep and slow and so did the orchestra! I floated through the last of the shallows and landed in a pool, soft and slow, 20 feet deep! A perfect place for springers to hide! It was just pure magic! Purely and perfectly orchestrated to my trip down the river!
I spotted a fish and the violins said so! It skirted along the bottom of the river, trying to escape my shadow. The piano dodged the keys, saying so!
And then, like a lullaby, I was caught by the wind again, and lulled in a back eddy of deep, gorgeous water the color of a tropical sea. A shade tree overhead, softly blowing in the wind, dropping an early Fall leaf or two. I sipped my coffee, laid back a bit to just listen. Listen! Like never before.
The whole movement told a story, complete to me, as I row back upstream. The rhythm of the oars keeping perfect time with the bass violin.
At the end of my musically illustrated trip, I edged the canoe to shore, and the music became a collage of beautiful tones, all mixed together perfectly!
The early colors of Fall, the light blue of sky, the perfection, the beauty! Oh my!
Then, the theme of the piece returned as I rested.
I cried. I couldn't help it. I sat there in silence and sobbed. It was one of the most awesome, moving experiences of my entire life!
Right there, and not because of a trip to Disney World, or anything expensive! Just a ride in my canoe with my iphone!
Gentle, like leaves falling, the melody returned and the orchestra timidly joined back in, and returned to the soft, beautiful melody that the whole journey had begun with. An entire recap of my canoe trip, and then the end! Not once! Not twice! But echoed three times!
I turned it off, then. Half not wanting to be inspired to go again (I was exhausted, both physically and emotionally!) and half afraid the good luck in matching my every oar stroke, my every riffle crossed, my every deep eddy-would end!
I mean, what if my walk back to the house to the next song was too fast for my pleasure? Turned out it was an Adagio, which would have been perfect, I had forgotten!
Anyhow... It was pure magic.
I want everyone to do this and see! The fun of seeing those rocks so clearly (thank GOD for my vision! It's delightful!) as I zoomed by, just missing them! Wow! Like the Discovery Channel in HD! So clear and beautiful! Wildlife, little creatures living in the rocks! We are so lucky to be alive!
I'm scared to try it again. It was just too perfect! I really don't think it would ever happen that way again, but it might!
Try it sometime, and let me know what you think!
This is the magic of classical music. I really can't imagine anything like this happening with rock music. Perhaps jazz, but not rock!
All of you out there that don't know classical music, I so wish you would try it sometime! You'll open up a whole new world to yourself when you discover the magic!
I'm leaving for Diamond Lake in the morning, and will be back on Friday. I can't wait! Tom, I'm going to get a bigger fish than youuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!

August 18th later

I put Francis Caldwell's latest column up. It's Chapter 12 and really good! Read it here!
Oh! And by the way, Buzz called and they are having trouble trying to get trademark things figured out with the lure contest, so stay tuned!

August 22nd

Mom's exhausted from Diamond Lake, so this is Kilchis, taking over.
Had a great trip to the lake, to go fishing! Well, that and chipmunk hunting, bat chasing, and duck barking. There's lots for a dog to do, there, including getting into trouble.
There was a stinking chow all fluffy and clean-like staying next door. He had a really grouchy owner, stating that I should be on a leash. A leash! At the lake! What next? What is this world coming to when dogs have to be on leashes at a place like this?
It's heaven on earth to be at Diamond Lake! Put me on a leash and what am I there for?
I don't know where this man was from, but he obviously hasn't been to the lake, much!
A chow of all things! At the lake! Hah! Scuze me, show dog, but get dirty!
Anyhow, Bill brought the boat and took my best friend Rev and I out to bake in the sun. Not sure why we left the dirt of the cabin, but we sat on the water for a while and ate Mom's muffins. I think we were there to bark at ducks, not sure. Saw a couple other dogs to bark at, too. Their owners also thought it was fun to be on the water. I watched a chocolate lab nearly jump in the water. Man, could I relate! We just anchored up and sat there. Don't ask me! I have no idea what we were doing.
I snapped a picture of Bill driving us out there. It was fun to feel the wind in our faces. You can click all pictures for a bigger one, if you like.


Our faithful captain wearing his Stetson


The wind in our face! It was hot out!

We stayed anchored up out there for a long time. Mom poured water on me and that really ticked me off. Don't bring the water to me, I'll go to the water just fine, myself, if only you'd let me!
I think that Mom and Bill were out for fish, but I sure didn't see any. They kept leaning over and oohing and ahing at ones they saw in the lake, but I didn't see them catch anything until the last day. I guess it takes a while to get dialed in to this fishery. By the time they got dialed in, we had to leave!
However, back at the cabin, we had a blast! There was no dialing in for us! We were on the hunt, right away!


Chipmunk in the log! I can smell it!

Out front of our cabin there was a dead tree trunk and in it, I swear I smelled a chipmunk! In fact, I heard Dad say that one went in there. I wasn't about to let that guy go free.
I dug. I dug and I dug and I dug!


You know I love to dig!

Just as I was on him, though, Bill and Mom wanted to go sit on the lake again. Man, it is hot out there, and we just sat! What is it about sitting on the lake, they like?


I mean, Mt. Thielson is pretty, but...

Chipmunks are much more fun! We drove nearly 6 hours to sit on a lake?
At night, we watched the bats fly. I couldn't quite jump high enough to get one, but almost!
Finally! The last day, Mom and Bill caught fish and brought them into the boat! We had a great time barking at them and dancing in the fishing line!
Bill and Mom thought they were quite the pair. They were the ONLY boat catching anything and they seemed to think that was quite something. (Oh brother!) The charter boat parked next to us, just like what Mom said used to happen! They weren't even catching anything!
Here's the secret, but don't tell anyone I told. I watched though, just to report back. Mom said she had a secret, but spent the first two days trying that secret, with no luck. So, I'll tell you what did work!
Mom and Bill put just a tiny bit of Power Bait (rainbow color) on a number 6 treble hook and with a sliding sinker, just tossed it away from the boat and sat and waited.
If those fish feel even the slightest resistance, they leave, so Bill just left his bail open and watched the line. If it started to peel out, he'd set the hook! Sure enough! Big, fat trout, almost the size of a duck! I mean, they didn't catch all they wanted, but all of them were about 14-16 inches, as fat as sunfish!
Finally! Some action!
Mom didn't leave her bail loose. She likes to feel the bite. You have to be quick on the take that way, but she did alright.
Rev and I wiggled around acting all happy for them, but actually.. we wanted to get back home to the chipmunk action.
And that, we did. Only thing is....


I fell in!

Man, was that embarrassing! Mom had to pull me out by my haunches. No one told me there was a big hole under there!
Then, it was six hours in the truck to get home. We really had fun!
Now we are home and it's time to get out to the river and chase more critters. I love the lake, but no matter where I go, I seem to do better than my folks.

August 24th

I didn't mean to! Really I didn't!
I just want to know... how in the world did Ifish get so big? Every time I turn around, ifish is bigger, and if I don't say so myself, better!
I just checked our google stats and man! AGAIN this week it's up 7 percent!
After we added the code, I hired a guy to tell me what it all means. He said:-

A high number (75%) of visitor are returning visitors.
- Most of the returning visitors are visiting the site daily.
- In comparison to other community sites, your visitors are spending twice as much time on your site on average.
- 75% are directly coming to your site, without using a search engine or a link on another site
Conclusions:
- ifish seems to be a very strong brand, well known by the target audience.
- no numbers we've to worry about.
- visitors are staying very long on the front page.

Cool! It's like a good dental report. No cavities!!
So, I just checked the stats this morning. Get this!
Visitors Overview for Jul 24, 2009 - Aug 23, 2009. (This is for a weeks time)

* 511,751 Visits
* 6,528,282 Pageviews
* 12.76 Pages/Visit
* 00:11:05 Avg. Time on Site
* 20.90% % New Visits

The benchmark we set some time ago says that now we have 511,751 visits. The Benchmark was 282,759 visits, so we are up (+80.98%)!!! Wowzer!
It's SO bizarre, because... really! I didn't MEAN to! It's kind of frustrating, because had I meant to have ifish so big, I would have planned for it!
My friend from kindergarten, Tammy, has been here for the weekend. She's taking some time off from her job to relax. We've been having fun cooking great food, relaxing, and having a "wellness" weekend.
We went to the beach yesterday, but it was cut short as she was stung by a nasty bee! Man, they are thick, this year!
Well, she is still here and I'm going to go join her.
The sun is shining! I have fresh squash in the garden! My flowers are beautiful and life is golden!

August 25th

Why is ifish so successful? I often think about that, but it always comes down to one thing for me.
Ifish doesn't exist to make money. I think that's really all there is to it.
I have people tell me, "Jennie! Wake up! You are sitting on a gold mine!" But, that just doesn't move me much. Maybe it should, but it doesn't. I mean, it feels good to know that and it makes me proud, but I'm not interested in the gold. Gold doesn't get me anywhere.
The happiest I've ever been is when I was the most poor. (In gold!) I'll never forget being so happy one day, when I had made enough extra money to walk to the store to buy some Comet to scrub my sink. LOL. That has stuck with me! I was living in Cannon Beach, had been dirt poor for so long, and then... I got to buy cleaning goodies! I was thrilled! It is that "happy go lucky" simple feeling of happiness that I have forever chased after. It is a simple feeling of pure joy. Walking to the store, that day, I felt clear headed, proud, and very focused... on Comet! LOL
Ifish exists because we all have a passion for fishing and the out of doors.
I started it because I have met so many friends fishing and it was always my escape, my passion, my excitement!
If we turned it into a money maker, I think it would lose most of what it is now.
Running ifish takes so much work! That work is done by people who love ifish enough to do that work, simply because they get out of it, what they put in.
God bless the moderators. They are more than that. They are family to me!
We don't charge the going rate for advertising, because I love to see people happy with what they get out of it. In addition, and because of that, I am happy with what we offer both the member and the sponsor!
I don't want too many people advertising on ifish, either. My greatest fear is to meet someone at a sporting show and say "Nice to meet you!" and have them return, "Jennie! I'm your sponsor!" ARGH! I would die! I want to KNOW my sponsors and stand behind them and their product. I want to be able to speak for them when someone asks about their product.
I feel badly, because there are so many more out there that I know are great people, but I just can't keep up!
But, like right here.
An ifish member asked about steelhead jigs and I know Mark Anderson. He's been with ifish for years. He's honest, he's passionate about fishing and I know the quality of his products. Excellent!
I have a list of hundreds of good, honest people waiting to advertise on ifish. If I wanted to, I could simply write them, say I have a space, take their money, throw up a banner and go party.
But, I just can't do that! I need to KNOW and trust every ifish sponsors in order to feel good about things and I am already stretched! Especially as I get older, I forget names and it's scary!
Most of the folks advertising on ifish have been here for years and I hope they stay with us!
Way back, when talking with Willie (God rest his soul) he told me that he had it figured out to make so many boats for his business, just enough to do what he needed to do in life, and no more. Once they reached that quota, that was it.
That is always how I've modeled ifish. To make enough to pay our bills, to make it possible to go to ICAST, and pay my crew and that's it.
I'm so proud to have made my own job, too! I don't get paid much, but enough to buy my groceries and pay my rent. That feels so great!
Whether it was teaching piano, or doing webwork, or running ifish, I have made my own way. Never have I been rich in money, but I am so rich and so blessed in other ways!
I have loved ones all around me, I can sleep nights, lulled to lala land by the sound of a beautiful river. I have big trees, towering tall to protect me.
I am so grateful and when I think about it, I am rich. I am sitting on a goldmine, but it has nothing, absolutely nothing(!) to do with money!
Now... I'm going to go scrub my sinks. (Except now I use baking soda!)
I just really believe that if you focus on being honest, on helping others, on doing a good job with your own four walls and not worrying about others, then you will be successful. That doesn't mean you will bring in thousands of dollars, mind you! But to me, success is simplicity and happiness. And that, I have!

August 26th


David Logsdon out at b10 today!

Rub it in, big brother!

August 29th

Went to sleep last night at about Midnight thinking, fretting, tossing and turning... "Man... if I don't get to sleep, I won't wake in time to go fishing at Buoy 10!"
Well, I was right! and n ow I'm at home, tired and lazy and not fishing (again!). What's with me, lately?
Instead, I went to Freddies to get some shopping done.
Of course, there is the fact that Hood to Coast is happening. That kind of topped it off for making the decision to stay home. I've tried to get to Astoria on 'Hood to Coast' weekend and oh, my! Going through Seaside, even if you take the back roads- It's a nightmare! Kind of fun and holiday like, but nonetheless, not what I wanted to meet on the way to meet Mr. Salmon!
And then I found out that Bill Monroe had brought me a bag of peaches, along with his invite! Ouch, that hurt! Sheesh! I sure miss out on a bunch by saying no!
Bill and I fished the Nehalem a couple days ago, and only counted three boats around us. Not a silver broke water around us. I can't wait to see if the terrific predictions of huge returns of silvers come true!
You know what I love? The term "molten gold". There are certain terms you'll find me repeating here and that's because I see them so often while walking on the river. Also, I just I love the words! Words you can almost eat!
In the Fall on the coast, you can see molten gold everywhere! Not only that, but you can almost taste it!
I love to think about blackberries in the warm summer evenings, dripping sugar. Warm, dripping sugar filled treats, hanging so heavy that the vines nearly break.
Pop one into your mouth and wait for it to spread the flavor around. Yum!
Berry Ferry! I can't wait till David comes home so that I can repeat that ritual from childhood on him. He'll laugh, perhaps, but mostly I enjoy it.
Last night the sun slowly slipped from the sky. It was just incredible! The river reflected the sun's deep golden color. As it dropped, the river took on more and more of it's golden hue. It dripped exactly like molten gold, and finally fell into the furthest bend of the Kilchis river. It lit up the golds and reds in the trees on its way down. The whole area, trees and all just melded into one big pool of molten gold!
And then, in a flash, in the blink of an eye, it turned black and all color was gone. Poof!
From riches to rags! From gold to black!
The sky was soon to follow suit.
I also love the term "grassy knoll". There are tons of them on the Kilchis river! I was sitting on one, while I watched the gold drip.
Oh! And I love to talk about the ripples on the top water, or how when the water is still, how it reflects the trees, and if it weren't for my feet planted on the ground, I couldn't tell which way is up and which is down! At least with my vision, you can't!
Oh! And softer vision! I love that! A friend of mine wrote a song about my "softer vision". I wish I remembered the lyrics. I loved that song! It is nice, sometimes, to have things in softer focus. Sometimes the world can be so harsh.
David, son number two is coming home to live and catch up on things he's slacked on. He'll join son number one, who is also here.
I laugh, when I think how worried I was that I'd miss them so terribly. Now, I laugh at the prospect of them ever leaving. Will they? I doubt it!
Son number one, Andrew, will be attending school this Fall and will work on the side. He's soon to finish his two year degree and then will transfer to a State College.
Son number two, (David) will be working to catch up on school bills and then he's either going to join the service, or go back to school, himself.
Bill and I have mixed feelings. Mixed as in: Bill doesn't want him to come home, and I do!
OK, I'm kidding!
We both actually do have mixed feelings about it. We'll enjoy their company, but this time it's going to be a little militant around here. No sleeping in. No playing video games till the wee hours. You just wait, boys! Muhahahahahah!
Living at home isn't going to be as easy as you recall!
It's grey out, today. Grey, misty, and muggy. It's a nice change from the molten colors of Fall, but reminds me of the constant grey of winter. I'm not looking forward to that, this year!
The older I get, the more I appreciate warmth!
There are actually bright red and gold leaves scattered amongst the rocks on the river. It really, really is going to be Fall, soon!
What ever happened to Summer?
I know!
It fell into the rippled river last night at dusk as I sat on a grassy knoll! That's what! I saw it with my very own softer vision!

August 31st

This is my Father's world!
That sure is awesome for more than a couple reasons! As I look outside, the trees stand tall and gorgeous and full and green.
When I go out in the canoe, I often leave the house, saying, "I'm going out to see my Father's world!"
Last night as I lay in bed it was so quiet. All of the sudden, out of nowhere, a tree fell! It was like the most intrusive sound. Scared Kilchis right off the bed!
But even as that happened, I remain safe in my bed in my Father's world! He takes care of me no matter what!
I just lay there, imagining the power of that huge tall tree falling. I didn't know where it was, if it landed in the river, or far up the hill where I couldn't see. Regardless, I was safe!
I pulled up the fresh sheets, and snuggled in for a long summer's nap, feeling safe and secure and wrapped in His arms.
"O let us not forget that though the wrong seems oft so strong, God is the Ruler yet."
I listened to the news a bit, last night and it just scared me, hearing it. So much trouble in the world! And yet...
This is my Father's world, I rest me in the thought."
Explore the world, today! Surround yourself in his beauty and creation! -Whether it be a simple flower in a vase, or in a park, or out under the big blue sky...
Know that no matter what happens in this world, your Creator God still has control.
That just puts my whole life at ease!
No matter what happens, This is my Father's world!

August 31st Later...

Speaking of this being "our" Father's world, I've been thinking about this all morning.
Last evening, I was watching a show on American Jails.
I was upset by it, as the police seemed to make sport of the people in there, regardless if they seemed hardened criminals or not.
Regardless of who they are, and what they have done wrong, these are all someone's son, someone's loved one, someone's family member.
I dislike to see that people get hardened in their jobs and forget to be caring. I know it must be a terribly difficult job and I can see how they must get callous, after a while. I only wish they'd see themselves and realize the error.
This is our Father's world, and we are all His children. We all make mistakes and we are all sinners, equally. That's tough to think about, isn't it? But, that's what the word says!?
I have always had the utmost respect for policemen and women, and I always will.
It bothered me though, because in the past, if my children ever said anything derogatory about our forces, I corrected them. They were raised and were taught that policemen received our utmost respect. I hope it stuck!
Thank God that none of the policemen I've ever met acted like they did on this show!
One guy said, regarding an inmate, "-and she was going to get married tonight!" and his partner said, "Not anymore!" and she laughed.
I just failed to see the humor! Even if she was wrong... even if she had committed a terrible crime, how in the world is this at all funny or even something to smile about?
The fact that she committed a crime is a tragedy and the fact that her life is now all messed up is awful.
In a perfect world, we'd all treat each other with respect and love. I have a feeling that is what Heaven must be like... a place where there is no sadness! Sometimes I can't wait!

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