His world had gone from sailing ships
to raking mom's backyard.
He never could adjust to land
although he tried so hard.
We were both growing older then
and wiser with our years.
That's when I came to understand the course his life still steers....
Thank you Jimmy Buffet
Where do I start ? Well....I used to trap this
And now.... I trap this
I thought Beavers were a pain is the ass until I got to really liking the beautiful mature landscaping here at Mile 14 south. These Gray Squirrels they tell me are invasive and let me tell you....there's lots of them. Being a guy that's killed just about enough stuff for one lifetime I've been relocating them, so far 4 family units worth and counting. Single handedly I've jumped the numbers up in the little town of Rimini enough that I'm afraid somebody will see me and punch my lights out, afterall, it is Montana. Yikes, here I am, after invasive fish, trapping invasive rodents...I'll tell ya what's invasive...ME ! Here's a pretty cool pic of me releasing one to his new home so he can reunite with his sister squirrels that I took there last night. Boy howdy they sure run like they're on fire when you let em go.
Now, where I come from they think Pike are invasive and god help ya if you if you get any Elodea or Pike in your favorite fishing lake....but squirrels ? I don't know, does anyone really believe that someone somewhere in time that was moving to Montana from Missouri said " ya know honey, lets make that place a little more like home ands take a few of them Gray Squirrels with us " . I don't think so. So, having seen the sun set a few times I'm convinced that no matter what or where it is that this invasive species deal is phoey, bunk, B.S... It's all a big make work project for the ' scientist's ' If they didn't want Walleye in the Missouri river they shouldn't have let the other ' scientists ' Dam the entire river up. And if somebody could convince me that these mysterious ' bucket biologists ' we hear so much about are responsible for all these invasions then I might become one myself....We need something with a bit more tug around here, maybe some Skamania variety Steelhead. I mean if we're gonna sponsor an invasion let's at least think about....do ya suppose those Zebra Mussels could be sautéed with a nice garlic rue ?.....okay, heard enough , right ?
So for Wally's I'm investing. I got jigs in all sizes with and without stinger hooks. I got lead for Lindy riggin that goes from 1/16 th of an ounce all the way up to 2 ounce. I've got the funkiest sinkers that have a coat hanger sticking out of them and Ernie says I need a thing called and Erie Dearie. And scents....you know I believe big time in that. I got me some anise water soluble spray with instructions to ' apply liberally ', well that's music to my ears . But before adulthood my bait was strictly organic. I'd let them sardines just juice and juice away until opening the cooler for a new bait could wake up a snoozing fisherman. I was kinda surprised when I broke camp that nobody seemed to want that Igloo cooler, jeez...Now that's fishing...
And the wildlife here...the uninvasive that is or would the word be unvasive ? In any case, we got lots to see. But instead of this
we got this....same thing but different
We'd go sailing back on Barkentines
and talk of things he did
Tomorrow was just a day away
for the Captain and the kid
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