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August 1, 2012
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Happy August!!!! (I was first! I just know I was first!)

Wow. August. Can you imagine? Like everyone I talk to, no one feels they
have had summer, yet, and certainly not Spring. Spring just didn't happen!
We had three seasons... Summer, Fall, Winter, Summer, Fall, Winter.. :)
And summer, which is supposed to be our longest season, has been our shortest.
One darn week!

Oh well. I'm beginning to get a little excited about Fall. How can you NOT
get excited, when you think of all that Fall has in store for us?

I sure can feel it in the air! The sky is just a bit lighter than the deep
blue of Spring and Summer. The air is lighter, too. Let's see what these
upcoming days, where we have 90 degree temps, will feel like to us! Will
the evenings cool off, like Fall days do?

I have had a couple of really full days. I'm pretty tired, and ready to

Grant McOmie came to spend the day filming, on Monday. He brought his film
guy and his wife. What lovely people! I'd love to hang out with all of them,
more. We really had fun! I had been so nervous, that I hadn't slept most
of the night, the night prior. But, silly me! It wasn't scary at all! I
guess it was just the unknown that scared me. I had done a segment with
Grant, before. I should have known! I think we should all get to know the
letters WCS. They stand for "Woulda, coulda, shoulda".

I would have, I could have, I should have known! Grant is EASY! He almost
says the words for you! That's the sign of an excellent interviewer.

However, there were a couple things that stumped me. Questions he asked,
that I had no idea how to answer. Yikes. Those scare me so much! Like, he
asked how I dealt with being a female in a mostly male world. Easy button!
Is that supposed to be a problem? It never has for me!? I don't know why,
so I asked Bill why he thought I was OK in this world of men. He thought
it was because I don't compete with them. I listen and learn. I respect
guys and guides. I think he's probably right. It's like being around heroes
to me. I love to listen and learn. Likewise, on the board, I read and learn.
It's the same way with the few women guides I know. I listen and learn from
folks like Julie the guide, and believe it or not, Angie the guide! I don't
try to be what they are. I like to fish, and to learn more. I think most
women that just fish are like that. I have never dreamed I'd be a guide.
I just want to fish!

Yesterday, Bill and I loaded up the duck boat, and went down the Kilchis.
Oh, it was lovely! The summer water was clear enough to still see all the
way down to the bottom of the deepest holes. There was ten feet or more
of water, over beautiful rock structures! Down at the bottom, we spotted
cutthroat trout! I love that! I just LOVE that!

I sure wish that the log jam weren't there. I so miss going all the way
down Squeedunk Slough.

We were blessed with some cutthroat action, and just had a really good time.
It was rather busy, trying to deal with Willie's curiosity over the whole
thing, but regardless, it was so relaxing. So enjoyable. Bill kept repeating,
"Oh, I love this. I just love this." Ditto!

.The sun was out, a slight breeze was blowing. It was summer, and the sun
beat down to warm my bare shoulders.

However... there were leaves on the water. Another reminder that Fall is
coming at us, fast! When we used to fish for cutts more often, the leaves
would be the beginning of the end. When the leaves began to fall on the
water, we'd know our time was short.

Yesterday, in the canoe in the backyard, I got really brave, and went down
to the big hole. Usually when I do this, I'm prepared. I wear shorts and
sandals, so that I can wade if I get into trouble. This time, I was fully
dressed. It was so exciting! The river has changed so much that I had no
idea if I'd make it thru the riffles! The riffles this year are fast and
low! The water took me, whether I wanted to complete the run, or not! I
yelled out loud, as the suction just took me for a ride! Whooooo hoooo!
I was going pretty darn fast! If I hit a rock, I was going over! "I
made it!" I yelled to Willie.

I didn't even attempt to make it back, though. I simply put the canoe on
the dry rocks and slipped the rope around my waist, and walked back upstream.
Amazing how light a canoe is, when it's skating over the rocks. I didn't
even feel the extra weight.

Life is so good on the Kilchis river. The Kilchis will forever be my home.
Even if I don't get to be there, all the time!

August 3, 2012

So.... my time at the coast has ended, and it's back to the
city, I go. I can't wait to see my garden, but I'll sure miss the river.
I don't wanna go...

The heat is supposed to be intolerable. It would be so nice to stay here
at the coast, where it's a bearable 85 or so. Still warm for the coast,
but it cools off so nicely at sundown.

I love having the canoe ready for an anytime float. I love that! So does
Willie. We have so much fun, exploring. Willie is a good little swimmer
and follows me, without tipping me over. (so far!)

I love working, and being able to get up at any moment and go check the
berries, or putter in the gardens.

Speaking of berries, not a good year at all! My raspberries must have some
kind of virus or something. You go to pick them and they are small and seedy
and go mush in your hand. The leaves are a bit curly and dry. The second
picking is a little better, but very sparse. No "Berry fairy"
this year!

My blueberries that I was waiting for were robbed! Straight out stolen by
the birds! Darn! I was being so patient and then they were gone! Darn robins!
We usually carefully put a net over the best of the crop, but this year,
well? We just didn't.

It really does take two, to take good care of this place on the Kilchis.
I see the effects of my not always being here, all around.

I make fun of Bill for not having the vision to see the spider webs and
dust, collecting everywhere. Yet, he can easily see that the lawn needs
mowing. It's selective vision! And, the last thing I want to do when I come
home is to start cleaning! But, I do... at least the minimum! You know,
clear the way so I can get into the shower!

It's not that bad...

So off I go. I have a bit of work to do, then I have to be to Oregon City
for my dog class, tomorrow.

I am looking forward to that!

August 7, 2012

It's cloudy this morning. Willie and I just got back from
a nice walk around the neighborhood. It's nice to get to know the neighboring
gardens, and watch the progress everyone is making.

I'm overloaded with crookneck squash. Anyone want some?. Is it wrong to
open neighbor's car doors and plant crookneck in their back seats? Will
they think it a gift, or invasion? :)

Willie is wild. Yesterday, to try to calm him, to attempt to wear him out,
we took him on a drive to Scott's Mill and went to their river park. It
was so nice! Willie ran, wagging his tail the whole time, splashing in water,
running the trails...

He slept the whole way home, and then, when we got home? He ran, wagging
his tail and barking. Not a hint of being tired. Oh, well. It was a nice

Today, I am refinancing my home loan to try to get the better rates that
are out there. Having a home loan is pretty serious stuff, isn't it? It's
scary! Sometimes I wonder if I should have just rented a home. It seems
like there are 'fix and repairs' to do daily. It's fun to know the home
is mine all mine, but you know? It really isn't! Half belongs to the bank!
:) But, unlike a landlord, you can't call them to fix things!

Someday, when it's all paid off, I'll be glad. However, I really don't think
I'll live 30 more years. How do they think that works, anyhow? I mean, come
on... I'm 52, and have marfans. Like I'll be around in 30 years!?!

I can't wait till Buoy 10 gets really started. Bill and I want to fish it
this year, and I'm so excited about it. It really looks exciting this year.
Will you be going? Nothing more fun than that whole scene. I'll get to see
folks I haven't seen in a long time, too! Fun!

I'm going to the Tillamook County Fair this week, and then next week, the
Canby fair. It certainly is August, isn't it? You can feel Fall all around
us. My plants are not growing as fast as they were. I planted peas kind
of late, and I doubt I'll even get any. They are really spindly and weak
little things. They look like they have marfans, actually! Tall, thin, and

Well, it's off to the store and then to the bank to talk loans. Wish me
luck! I still have excellent credit, even after 500 dollar electric bills!
Yikes! Oh, found out why that was! We have a whole house fan, and in the
attic, there is a cover to put over that big hole in the ceiling, so that
the hot air doesn't escape. DUH! No one told us!! As if I'd know! It does
seem silly to have that big hole there in the winter! I'm so stupid!

August 12, 2012

read Carmen's article. I got this via e mail the
other day, and was SO excited to read! Wow!

Liz Hamilton sent the original letter to me, and wow, has she ever been
working on things! I admire her, so much!

Came home, went straight to our blueberry bush, and before
the robins could get back to work, gathered handfuls of the best blueberries
on earth, and dropped them into my bucket. YUM! They landed in the bottom
of the bucket with the most satisfying sound! Muffled berries on berries.
Oh, that's a good sound!!!

They are the best, and I mean the BEST blueberries I have ever eaten! The
stores simply hold no match to these blue beauties! Blueties?!

I was so excited that there were some left for us! The bushes out in the
garden were robbed clean, but these, on the side of the house, well? I guess
the birds don't know about these! Ha! MINE! Huge clusters rolled without
effort into my hand. One fell swoop filled my fist!

I keep thinking of Marie at Tillamook Bait, and wondering how her blueberries
are doing. I remember stopping at her place for bait, and the first thing
I'd do is check out her blueberries. Marie? How are yours doing? Are you
having blueberry pancakes, this morning?! We are!

I listened to an interesting news report that blueberries wouldn't be good
this year. Ha! Mine are! In fact, the only berry crop that is great, this

The raspberries this year were a big disappointment. Now, they are almost
gone. I sure hope we get a bumper crop, this year.

Our blackberries are beginning to ripen. It's sad... sad that summer is
almost over, but every season holds its own excitement. Blackberries make
me happy!

I play a game at night, when the blackberries are ripe. After fly fishing,
I can't go back to the house, until I'm satisfied with the biggest, sweetest
blackberry! I pick, until I find that one that wins me a trip back into
the house.

You know, it's not any different for me, now that the law for retaining
cutthroat trout out of the Kilchis has changed. The only thing that is different
for me, since I don't retain cutthroats as a practice, is that should I
ever accidentally mortally hook a fish, I can choose to keep it, instead
of let it bleed out in the river. So far, I've not had that problem, but
should I, I can thank God for the gift of this fish's soul, and eat it for
dinner. I still wouldn't feel great about it, but it's better than having
it die pointlessly.

Fall is well on it's way. Like a big old truck, heading down the Kilchis
river road, driving towards us without a single skip in its engine. Fall
is well on the way, full speed ahead!

You can feel it in the evening air. You can see it in the light blue sky.
My dog brings it in, in his fur at night! I pluck out crispy leaves and
small sticks that have fallen from the trees, and now embedded in that long,
soft hair of his.

It is what it is. We have no choice.

I feel like I'm still lusting for Spring, and now it's almost Fall. I am.
I'm still lusting for Spring! And I can do that, I suppose. It's just going
to be a long, long, winter!

In between, I'm going to enjoy every footstep thru the seasons. I have no
right to complain at all. I'm still alive after so many health challenges,
that I really don't feel I have a right to complain!

Sometimes I actually forget I ever had cancer. That's alright by me! But,
I should remember, so that I'm more thankful, each day of my life, each
season that we pass.

Today, Bill and I will fish for cutthroats, somewhere, and look forward
to Buoy 10, and then Fall fishing on the bay. Life is good. The berries
are ripe, and I have a huge sack of apples to peel and cut for apple pies
through the winter months.

Thanksgiving is on its way! With bounties of berries, crates full of crookneck
squash, and tons of tomatoes! I'm truly thankful for all of the food that
will carry me thru, till Spring comes again!

(And I'm still going to be here, by golly!)

August 14, 2012

I was absolutely horrified the other night, after I cut...
yes, I cut my dog's ear with a pair of scissors. Oh, my gosh! Talk about

I was simply cutting a burr out of my dog's hair... a hair mass, actually.
I was trying to help him. As I cut, he whined a bit. Just a tiny bit, and
I thought he was just being fussy, so I told him, "no!" Oh, my!
The scissors seemed to not be cutting hair, either. There was a meaty feel
to it. Hm. I moved on with my dinner duties.

Later, I took a peak and I literally could not breathe after what I saw.
Horrified. Yes, I was!

"Bill! Bill! Bill!" I couldn't get it out. It was almost like
the time my husband almost hit a car next to us, and I couldn't get the
words out. That's how I act when I panic. I can't speak!

Finally, "Bill! I cut Willie! Come! Come here and look!" His ear
was totally split, into the size of about a quarter or more. It was one
of those hanging folds in the back of his ear. No blood, whatsoever. Just
raw meat. --Just a big old raw spot, hanging wide open. How could that not
smart, terribly? Why was he fine?

Bill said, "Oh, you did a very neat job on that, Jen!"

"It's not funny! It's terrible!" I snapped back. "I'm calling
the vet! He needs stitches, Bill!"

I shook, as I dialed the number. The vet called me back and told me, of
all things, to simply super glue it shut! WHA?

It made sense, but...

So, I held Willie very still as Bill performed the operation. It worked
like a dream! It simply was fixed! Willie is no worse for the wear, so far.
We are watching for infection, though. Bill and I are a great medical team!
Next up? Anyone need an appendectomy? I think I can!

Anyhow... that was the low light of my day, here at the river. OH! I still
am having flash-mares. (Nightmares, that happen in an instant thought of
what I'd done.)

I have trimmed the backs of my spaniels long ears for as long as I've had
them (my whole life!) Never have I done this to one of them! Oh, Willie!
I'm so sorry!

Sometimes the river is so beautiful at this time of year, that it makes
tears come to my eyes. The river is almost perfectly still.

There is an odd, mysterious beauty to the pinch period in late summer.

Yesterday, I stood at the river's edge in the bright sunlight. The rocks
are bleached a shocking white. So white that you can barely adjust your
eyes. The pure, clean water moved slowly over the clay colored dirt at my
feet. Staring at the water is softer on my eyes. The sunlight twinkled on
the surface. As I glanced across the water, it became deeper until I couldn't
see the river bottom. All across the river, large rocks jutted out. The
kind cutthroat trout hide underneath.

I balanced my fly rod on my hand, but I hadn't had the urge to cast it,
until now. A large maple tree draped over the top of the water, leaving
me about three feet, no more, to land my fly in. That. That is where the
trout are!

My fly landed perfectly, and that was my satisfaction. It was midday, and
my towering shadow probably spooked anything that lay there. My line had
perfectly looped behind me, and the fly soared thru the sky, and without
so much as a drop of a splash, it landed. Ah! Perfection!

Had there been a trout, had he wanted my offering, had the world treated
me to a different end of the story, I would have played a fish. I didn't.
Instead, the perfection of a perfect cast filled my soul. I stood there,
with tears falling down my cheek. Silly me. All for the beauty of a river.
I love the Kilchis river. I surely do!

August 17, 2012

The Canby fair tonight! Yay!

Have I ever had an adventurous week! I absolutely can't believe the money
I've gone through, lately. It seems like every day I have to cough up a
couple hundred. I just don't make that kind of money! Ouch! I am going down,

Night before last, I was lying next to Willie, and I smelled something awful.
Took him to the vet, yesterday and they immediately took him to surgery.
His ear did not come out well. It was rotting! He lost some flesh, and they
trimmed it up and sewed it together. Now, he's recovering on a round of
antibiotics. Poor, poor, Willie! I feel so awful! This is all my fault!

Bill went fishing yesterday on the Columbia. I would have liked to have
gone along, so badly! But, Willie and surgery are first, of course. Bill
did really well, considering. I guess it was a very slow day, but they got
two chinook and one jack. They fished along Young's Bay. I guess not so
many people were over that way. They put in at the East Mooring basin, like
we always do. I guess they have a really nice, new fish cleaning station

I miss fishing that fishery. That's my old stomping grounds, you know. I
would adore packing up my sand spike and going out to spend the day in the
sand, on the bay. Thing is, they aren't doing so well for silvers, but the
chinook are biting! We just never got deep enough, fishing off the shore,
to reach the chinook as well. Pretty much have to have a boat for that.

I fished off the jetty and on the sand, back in the day. I was out there,
absolutely every chance I got. My husband would come home from work, and
I'd exchange cars, and head out, as he headed in. Sometimes I only had a
lunch hour to go fish, and by golly, I'd race out there and back, hauling
fish behind me to clean, while he went back to work. I was a crazed fisherwoman!
I love looking back on those memories. I was the "go to" girl
for reports. My phone, even back then, was always ringing. Of course, no
one had cell phones, then. Just land lines! Oh, the days... I do miss them!

Seems this year, I'm neither boat nor bank savvy. What is happening to me?
This must change, and change now!

August 19, 2012

It's so muggy out, here at the coast.

There really is quite a difference in climate from the coast to the valley!
Every time I go one way or another, my body goes out of sync! The last wave
of heat at the valley was almost unbearable. I guess for everyone, though!
But, after being at the cool and cloudy coast, it was really unbearable!

Willy is just in love with the coast. He used to sleep the whole way in
the car, but the last couple of trips he is up and down, checking our progress.
I think that if he could talk, he'd be doing the "Are we there, yet?"
thing that kids do. I can almost hear him! He is a very good rider, however,
and I enjoy having him in the car with me, to keep me company.

I can't believe my good fortune in finding a trainer that I adore. I wish
I could afford her all the time. She is a dog-God, I believe! I have to
be careful, I know, putting people up on a pedestal, but man! The minute
we walk into the room, Willie's trainer, Cynthia, (The
Pet Geek
) has Willie's full attention before she even tries to capture
him. He just follows her with a look of "gaga", and his eyes await
her every command. Why in the world won't he do that for me? I'm working
on it! I'm learning!

Her approach is so different than I have ever learned, before. She is having
me read a book entitled, "The Other end of the leash".


I suppose it's supposed to mean, "The other side of
the story". I am so used to "Caeser's Way", or the dominance
approach, but this is... well, the other end of the leash! I haven't gotten
into the meat of the book, but this method seems so kind and fun for both
of us! And Cynthia certainly is kind to animals! She had Willie under total
control at first sight!

Today is the Steelheader's picnic here at the river, today, so Bill and
I are hurrying around, cleaning and setting up tables. It's going to be

We'll probably have about 25 people here, this afternoon. I'll probably
have to leash Willie. We'll see! He's so excitable, still!I had a really
difficult day, the other day.

I woke up. The sun was shining. Life was good. I was heading out to take
Willie for a walk, and I bumped into a nice PGE man. We both spooked each

He told me that they were getting a "hot meter" alert from my
"smart meter". Heard about those? They are new meters that are
internet connected, and speak both to your appliances, and to the head office.
Sounds spooky, huh?

Anyhow, he took the meter off, and the clips that I own with the house,
were melting and were a fire hazard. Key word: The part "I own".

So, in all good faith, he couldn't walk away from my home, knowing that
it was a fire danger, until "I" got it fixed! He put a jumper
on it, so that I had at least 110 power, (but no 220) and left. He took
my meter with him, so that I had to get it fixed.

Good day: OVER.

I called my preferred electrician, and then realized I have First American
Home insurance. So, I called them. They said, "Yes, it was a covered
expense", and they were sending out their electrician to fix it. The
electrician they sent out had a bad reputation on Angie's list.

Well, they couldn't come till Tuesday. It was a fire hazard, and they can't
come till Tuesday? It is 100 degrees out, and I have no electricity!? So,
my insurance called until they found someone that could do it, today.

RWE came out, (they had a better reputation on Angie's list, too!) and ordered
the parts, and fixed it, (this, about 5 PM) and called PGE to shut down
my main power on the street, and wait till it was fixed, to turn it back
on. I had 5 large PGE trucks in front of my house! Yikes!

In the meantime, I found out that PGE had installed THREE (count em!) smart
meters into my home, since March 2010. In March 2010, the house was not
occupied, I'm pretty certain. All three "smart meters" had given
out "hot" alarms, and they had come out to change each one, without
notifying anyone. Somehow, though, this fourth one is my fault?! I'm a little
weirded out by this. I also found out that these smart meters are starting
fires in homes, by doing the very same thing, this one did. I don't know
if it's due to installing smart meters into older equipment, or what? But,
I found these interesting links about them.
This is
exactly what happened to mine.

This is
a spoof on smart meters
that make me wonder. There are a bunch more
links if you google smart meters. People aren't liking them at all. It's
kind of a 1984 "big brother" thing.

Anyhow, when all was said and done, after the insurance company said they'd
pay for it, well, the electrician called to make the claim and they denied
it! So, I paid $720.00 on my VISA to pay for something I'm a little weirded
out about! Do you even know how long this will take for me to pay off? Wah.

I mean, why, when the meter was giving out hot signals, did PGE not tell
me and instead, replace it three times.... but then not the fourth time?
Why were my meter clips OK until they installed one of these new meters?
Why did the insurance company say they'd pay for it, and then not? Do they
do that, sometimes?

If I hadn't had to go with an insurance recommended contractor, I would
have hired my people to do the job. Doesn't seem right, does it? I don't
know. I'm new at this whole home ownership thing, but I think I'm going
to find out.

August 21, 2012

I would venture to guess that this last year has been the
toughest year of all for me. I don't think it's been about breast cancer,
but maybe. I just don't know. I know that it has been tough trying to regain
the momentum and the energy it takes to do much.

All I know is that it is difficult for me to achieve what I want to. I feel,
sometimes, like I'm torn into too many directions. I have yet to learn to
say no. But, the thing is, I want to say yes. I want to do everything.

But, when I try to do everything, I forget to go to my dentist appointment,
or I'm late on something important, and nothing gets done well. I set myself
up for failure, perhaps, knowing that I want everything done well. Maybe
I can still do everything, if I set my expectation for how well I do those
things, lower!?

I don't think so. The only answer is to learn to say no to some things,
no matter how badly I want to do them.

Life happens. Things like what happened last week with the electrical stuff
certainly happens! Boy, oh boy, did that set me back! Both financially and
in time spent.

I have never struggled so much financially in my life! It seems like every
day costs a couple hundred dollars and I just don't make a couple hundred
a day!

Yesterday at dinner time, Bill and I were both mentally and physically spent.
A good dinner of crab louis certainly helped. Pete got them out in the bay,
and left us with crab for dinner. Thank you, Pete!

This morning, I got up and headed out to the salt air. I needed to clear
my head, and I knew it. I went to Garibaldi and walked on the bay beach.
It was so lovely, and watching Willie enjoy his freedom made me laugh. He
is certainly hilarious. He runs thru the sand, and then out to the bay.
When he gets to the water, he lays down and dunks his head under! It did
me so good to be out there, with the wind in my hair, and God so close,
all around me. Why is it, that when we are outside amongst all of that beauty,
it seems God is walking right next to us? I don't know, but it sure helped
my attitude. I breathed in that salt air as deeply as my lungs would inhale
and it just seemed to refresh my whole spirit.

I'm better, now. I still have a million things to accomplish, but I'm better

Bill asked me to fish this week at B-10. Frustrated, I handed him my iphone
calendar, and said. "Sure. You pick a day that we can go."

He looked, he studied... He held the iphone this way, and that... and looked
some more. Finally, he sighed deeply and shrugged.

He's going with his friend Mike on Thursday, instead.

Someday.... Someday I will get finished with things I have to do, and will
get to fish, again. I will! I will! And when I do, I'm going to set my expectations
really high.

August 22, 2012

The Oregon City electrical inspector was just here. They are
big, right? The people who know the most?

First off, he said Right Way Electrical is a really great company. I thought
so, too.

He said there is no doubt in his mind that since one of the legs was at
40 percent, that my electricity bill was high, due to the burned out clips.
He said the arcing uses electricity and the power company can't tell if
the arcing is using electricity, or the furnace. Regardless, I pay for it.

The meter was installed first, in Feb 2010. The day it happened, I called
PGE and got the record for the meters. It was replaced several times. Once,
it was even melted! Oh, my!

He also said that (In his opinion) PGE should have told us about the replaced
meters, before now. The only reason I know about the replaced meters, is
because I asked. In fact, one of the meters they replaced was totally melted.
Scary! He said this could have caused a house fire. He said, "You don't
even want to go there!"

I always thought it odd that our heating bill was nearly double what it
was for the people who used to live here. Odd, and really unfortunate! I
couldn't afford it, as it was nearly the same as my mortgage payment! Yikes.

I'm going to talk with a customer support person today, to see what can
be done, at this point. I'm really disappointed.

Do some research on smart meters. They are kinda scary. Lots of house fires.

Do me a favor. Go out to your smart meter, and if you feel heat coming from
it, get it checked out. It should have no heat.

I'm not going to just let this go, as I can't afford to just let it go.
So, looks like I have a project on my hands.

August 26, 2012

Willie and I graduated! Whoo hoo!
Dog Photograph Light Dog breed Carnivore

He is now a canine good citizen!

I am the owner of a canine good citizen! Of course, it's
just the beginning level, but we are going on! How could we not? Our trainer
is awesome, and I really enjoy the process!

It's as if by magic, but certainly due to Cynthia, The Pet Geek, that Willie
is a new dog! In the last week, he's just become the most awesome partner!
He's so thoughtful and calm, lately!

Cynthia thinks it is because we have taken the uncertainty and worked on
his impulses. Showing him that first impulse doesn't win! I love this process.
Willie is awesome, now!

Cynthia Kurtz has studied with that famous guy, Ian Dunbar, and in fact,
are friends, I guess. A little name dropping is impressive, but what really
impresses me is the devotion she attains from pets. They are enamored and
respectful of her, almost immediately. When Willie sees her, he goes gaga!
It's like, "What can I do for you, now, Miss Cynthia!?

Anyhow, I'm signing Willie up for the second class and I can't wait! Poor
or not, I'm going for it!

Buoy 10... I missed it. Or, I almost missed it. I'm not sure I care, though.
You know, I love to fish. I do! But, I'm not so crazy about crazy fishing.
I like to get out where it's quiet, and I love to be in the open air. I
think I'd love the ocean... I am just not crazy about chaos. If we had a
boat in a slip, perhaps that would be another thing.

Since we got rid of the red sled, my confidence in backing is not as good.
I'm still OK at it, but as a partnership, Bill and I together have lost
the easy in and out that we had with a smaller sled. It's just more complicated
with the bigger boat. We are still good partners, and we are getting better
at the bigger boat, all the time, but I just miss how darn easy it was.
Plus, the ramps are getting more and more crazy all the time. Do I miss
waiting in a line of boats, and then the stress of trying to put in perfectly
and swiftly? Nope. I don't!

So, the fact is, even though we mostly missed Spring, and Summer went by
like a breeze, I'm actually looking forward to Fall and Winter. I close
my eyes and dream about a couple days on the bay for Fall Salmon, but mostly?
I have my heart set on the quiet, winter days of steelheading! I can even
hear the sounds of the waves splashing on the sides of the driftboat...
I can feel the calm, cold, foggy mornings of winter, where your fingers
freeze, and you have 19 layers of clothes on! Yes!

And I can sit in the boat, watching the tip of my rod, ever so closely,
and dream about the warmth of Spring! ...and Spring Chinook!

It's a forever life of dreaming about what's coming around next on the wheel
of fishing, isn't it? I love the anticipation of the next season of fish
to come!

I can hear it, just like you hear that game show coming on every evening...
"The Wheel... O F FISH ING!"

Bring it on!

August 28, 2012

I just found out that one of my best friends
is dying of cancer. My first thought, was how much I'd miss her.
I can't believe how tough life is.

You know, it's tough to die, tougher yet to know that a bus will
hit you, but even tougher to know the license plate of the bus
that will hit you. You know? She knows what will take her.

I always thought marfans would take me, but I lived thru the dissection
that takes most marfan people. I'll probably get hit by a bus.
I just don't know.

The thing is, I wrote back to her, my most honest feelings about
it. I told her how sad I was. I said, "I'm sorry to let you
know this, but I'm feeling really sorry for myself, right now.
How selfish of me. I'm so sorry. Let me digest this and cry some
tears, and I'll be back to support you soon.

You've just been the only one that "gets it" with me,
for so long, and I don't know what I'll do without you.

I love you.


So, how do we get by without those that make up our support and
friends circle? It's tough. I guess I'll live thru it. And she
won't. I've heard it said that it's harder for those we leave
behind, but is it? Or, is it harder to explore and figure out
how we feel about knowing we are to die?

I really don't know, as I'm sure you don't, either. We live this
life of mystery, never knowing when or why. All I know is that
we'll get to be with our Heavenly Father and there is no sadness,
there. I don't know what I'd do if I were one of those who didn't
believe that. How confusing that would be to me!

I don't know. I'm just deflated, right now. It's so sunny and
beautiful out, and then... this.

I'm off to the city, now. Sorry about sharing the sadness, but
it's just part of life. Isn't it?

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