Archive for October, 2007

Habitat Observation

Friday, October 26th, 2007

   Mark and I went out to Doug’s today to pick up Annie, and take a look around to see how things are going. Turn’s out they’re going right to the ground; the tree leaves, the rest of the rape and a lot of the chickory, and the bai…ah, the material. Mark volunteered to use a back-pack blower to remove all the leaves that have fallen over the last three days. The last time we were out there, none of the leaves had fallen and the rye was growing well on all the trails, and today the leaves were 5″ deep. If left alone, it would have smothered all the grass’s and would have made a racket when walked on. Doug had made another application to the test plot last night and most of it was still there. Mark had said earlier when he checked on the lower test plot, that all the material was gone, and they were starting to make a hole.

   While Mark was doing that, Doug and I took a walk looking for rubs and scrapes, finding neither. We could see in the leaves where a few animals had passed through, but all the runways were covered. We did see one branch than had been snapped ragged and Doug’ll be back to check that area again in a couple days to see if that’s a scrape location. We talked about moving my Habitat Observation Post because there was evidence of the runway developing within 4′ of the blind, and I’d rather be farther away than that. He also spoke of the flights of Heron’s he saw, gaining altitude right over his house, last night.

   He said there were three different flights, the first at least 50 birds, and the other two closer to 30, came in just over the tops of his trees. Evidently there was a lift that comes up off his ridge that took the birds several hundred feet, straight up. Once they reached a point where they were just dot’s in the sky, they headed off towards Traverse City.

   We also talked about planting sugar beats in an acre plot he’s got across the street, for next spring. I don’t know why they wouldn’t grow around here, potato’s grow like weeds in this soil. Not far from here, near Alba, there’s hundreds of acres of potato’s growing, so it’s a possibility.

   I’m still working on Eckerman 8, and I should have it done in a week or so guys. Honest.

None the worse for wear

Thursday, October 25th, 2007

   My little excursion down-state to the V.A. Hospital went very well and I’m good for another 3 1/2 years. I arrived at the hospital at 0730 for the blood tests and by 1600, I was back at Butch’s. When I had this procedure done at Northern Michigan Hospital, I got a general anesthetic and that was just fine with me. I didn’t particularly want to be there for the nasty part, but they found a way around that too. After strapping me down (yeah, just like the first time) I felt them giving me the shot’s around the area, but I was knocked out for the rest. As they were working on me, I told them about the fun I had the first time, and they asked me if I’d like to go through it again. Evidently, they listened because as they were nudging the new device in, I took a nap. I came to back in my room, good as new and none the worse for wear. The best part came a few minutes later when the doctor told them I could go home that day.

   It’s the policy of the V.A. Hospital to keep it’s patients overnight, but the doctor who performed the procedure wasn’t from the V.A. He was from U of M and evidently he was the boss. I was still a little groggy when I got to Butch’s so I headed for bed and slept a couple hours there. This morning at 0900, Mark and I climbed in the truck and headed home. I probably shouldn’t have drove, but if you had the choice of being down there, or up here where God hangs out, what would you have done?

   Thanks to all of you for thinking of me yesterday because I could actually feel it, and you guys are the greatest! And thanks to Butch and Marge again for putting Mark and I up for a couple nights and all the hospitality, I appreciate it.

   One more thing….Nice job Trina! Once this thing quits aching so much, I’ll get busy and finally get those photo’s matched up with the various blog entries. Sorry Butch, I haven’t written up any of my dreams with me and “The Twins” so J.L.H. won’t be published anytime soon.

Testing the Possibilities

Wednesday, October 24th, 2007

Every blog has great potential. My job is to find the limits of that potential and push it.

In other words, I’m trying to add a photo. We’ll see what this does.

Jason again

Trina wins.

Dad, click on the little picture of the tree while you’re typing in your blog.  It’ll ask for the URL to your picture–that means your picture already has to be on the internet somewhere.  No sweat, though, just give me a call and I’ll explain everything.  See below:

Replacement components

Sunday, October 21st, 2007

   I heard from the V.A. hospital in Ann Arbor recently and my procedure to replace my AICD will be this Wednesday, sometime after 0700. I’ll be given a local anesthetic and they will keep me overnight to make sure everythings working well. This will be my first time having the procedure done this way and I’m not sure if I’m looking forward to it or not. In the past, I was dead to th….er, unconsious, and when they tested the device I didn’t feel it. This time I’m afraid, I will.

   When I was first tested by the doctors to see if I needed one of these, they placed electrodes on my chest and back and then caused my heart to fibrulate. If my heart refused to co-operate, I wouldn’t need one; it was as simple as that. The night before the test I was given some written material, and a video to watch to explain the procedure. Both of these told me that I would feel a fluttering in my heart and then I would probably pass out and then I’d recover, good as new. Well, it didn’t work out quite that way.

   I figured something was up when they strapped me down to the gurney as though I was in for a rough ride. My feet, arms, legs, chest, and head were strapped down very securely and then the show was started. I felt the fluttering in my heart, and then I could feel myself dying, and it was absolutly glorious. I’ve never felt this good before, but that was short lived, ’cause that’s when the doctor squeezed the trigger on the electrodes. Even with all those straps holding me down, I was lifted up off that gurney like I’d been electrocuted with thousands of volts and a few amps thrown in for good measure. From what the nurse told me later, I let out a string of curse words that would have made even Chief Hawkin’s proud! If the doctor had let me be dead for another second or two, everything would have been fine, and it would have turned out just like the propaganda told me it would. In a way, they did me a favor, because everytime now that I feel that same fluttering in my heart, I can make it stop. Someday, I won’t be able to and that’ll be that, but now it’s before me again. I hope no one’s got virgin ears at the V.A. hospital.

   If all goes well, I’ll fill ya’ll in on how it went on Thursday, if not, I’m sure Katrina will.

Habitat Observation

Sunday, October 21st, 2007

   Mark and I went out to Doug’s yesterday and set up my Observation Platform. It’s situated under three spruce trees which overlooks a clearing adjacent to a creek. We’ve installed a bai….er test plot, for future studies of C’mere deer! and other nutritional augmentations. Since it’s going to be a very nice day, the chances of our test plots being raided by unauthorized fauna is pretty high and that has to be dealt with, with extreme prejudice.

   While we were there, we took a walk in the surrounding area looking for scrapes and rubs without any postitive results. Doug seems to think (read; hope) that the rut doesn’t start for another two weeks yet. I live in a location a little North of the 45th parallel and would very much like to hear if anyone else has seen any activity along those lines. Just click on the comment’s line below what I’ve written here and it’ll show up. Thanks in advance for any help you could contribute.

Habitat Observation

Friday, October 19th, 2007

   I had talked to Doug yesterday about our problem discussed on my 10 October blog entry and today I decided to do something about it. At the bottom of that entry, I talked about the problems we were having with undesirable pilferage of our bai….er, test plots. It turns out that we were right! Those dasterdly little black bastards were indeed consuming material that were meant for our bambi friends. I sat in Mark’s observation platform taking notes when one of these ugly little creatures showed his black assed face so I did what any steward would do. From a range of 60 yards with 20mph winds, I placed one .22 caliber pesticide pellet into and out of, it’s brain case and thereby removing the villan. It won’t be wasted, most of it will be consumed and it’s rear most appendage will be used to catch dinner, in the spring when the creeks once again are open for fishing.

Annie’s introduction to A.H.T.H.

Friday, October 19th, 2007

   Up until a week or so ago, Annie had been very leanient about Mark and I heading out the door without her, and I’m pretty sure she knew why and where we were going on a couple of our exits. Yesterday though, she knew somehow that she was part of the days program, and started howling when I put my leatherman on my belt. She went bonkers as I put on my boots and when Mark grabbed her leash, she started snorting. What a sight! I’d avoided taking her to A.H.T.H. because she wouldn’t have done us much good, and frankly I was afraid she’d experience a sensory overload. I had visions of her heading up that mound with her ears flopping and howling herself into laryngitis while running around in circles.

   She was fine until we came to the base of the hill and she started to pick up the scent of all those little critters. She was pulling so hard, Mark had a hard time unsnaping her leash, but after he did, my visions came true. She immediatly ran from tree to tree to tree until she was up over the top and on her way to the other side. I headed for the top ’cause I heard her up there baying her lungs out and once there, I could hear her at the bottom again, running past Mark. After catching my breath a little, I headed back for the bottom and met up with Mark. From there, we headed around the side of the hill to see if we could catch up with her, but she was silent, and gone. Every few minutes one of us would call her name and listen for her licenses jingling and eventually we heard her howling again from the other side. I headed one way, and Mark the other, and soon she came running up wondering where in hell we went!

   I’m gonna need some help here folks, does anyone know how to teach a beagle not to run her ass off? We sure would appreciate it ’cause I can’t keep up with her. And, by the way, she doesn’t have laryngitis. Maybe next time.

Fishing report

Tuesday, October 16th, 2007

   Doug and I went over to a lake near here yesterday and caught almost our limit of perch. These wern’t the little buggers your happy to get through the ice, these were bonified belly-fillers. It was cloudy with the air temperature at 55º and the water 60º. with very little wind out of the Southeast. If we’d had minnows our catch would have been larger, but we used crawlers on tear drops, so we picked up a couple nice bluegill too. I was hoping to get back out there today, but the winds are picking up.

   I have an administrative note to make too; I was screwing around with the settings on my website for the blog, and may have screwed something up. No suprise there, I’m not a tech, just an operator and I’ll ask my tech support (’Trina) to see if she can fix what I have wrought. I’m not sure if anyone will have to subscribe to read this blog, I sure hope not, I hate filling out all that crap myself.

Habitat Observation 10-12-07

Saturday, October 13th, 2007

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   Mark and I set up his Habitat Observation Post yesterday and it worked out better than I’d planned. I called out there just before I left and I wasn’t suprised when no one answered, so I planned accordingly. We would take our pruners with us to clear as much undergrowth as we could, and move enough wood aside to set up his blin…post. I’d bought some bai…er, material but we’d leave it in the truck, and just carry the H.O.P. up. When we arrived, Doug was just pulling out of his garage with the mule, he was going to do some log cutting, so we loaded everything up. We were able to get a couple small trees removed, all the logs that were in the way, and the unit set up and staked down. The test plot was empty of all materials, and there hasn’t been any stump eating behavior’s demonstrated by the deer. We added some nice tubers to their diet as well as a ration of maize, but didn’t add any Ca’mere Deer!. One other thing we did this time, was to rake clean a 10′ circle around the stump to check for footprints. We should be able to discern which species is visiting the test plot, and their numbers. While standing at the test plot I looked towards the O.P. and was pleased to see how well it blended in to the surrounding area. Mark’s going to have a very exciting observation season. After finishing up with that, we headed down to the lower area.

   The poison ivy has finally died off enough for us to get to my O.P., and I like mine even better than Marks. Doug had located a small group of spruce, about 30′ tall and spaced 6 to 10′ apart. The H.O.P. will be placed within that grouping with the tree’s bough’s acting as both a screen and wind protection. It’ll face an open area, 60′ wide by 100′ long with a stream running 50′ in front of me, left to right. There is a small wooded area beyond that, and an open field behind. The test plot will be moved closer to my position, but not placed directly in front, it’ll be off to my right but within sight. Most of the traffic will be from my left and directly in front, walking in from across the field. Doug’s post will be far off to my right and he’ll be covering that field the first three days, and then to another position near the crops.

   The test plot was devoid of most materials, so we added our combination of materials to the plot, but didn’t add any Ca’mere Deer!. We suspect that it’s the partridge that’s eating up the maize as we saw one stairing at us and another flew off. We might have to post a guard on that location to allieviate the problem.

   As a matter of fact, Mark and I are going to do that today…

 

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On this date in 1985,

Friday, October 12th, 2007

we were living in Wolverine Lake, Michigan. Jon and Matt were both in grade school and Katrina spent most of her day, singing songs about them both. Early on this day, I was awakend by Jan, telling me “It was time” and I was off to the races. Wolverine Lake is quite a ride from William Baumont Hospital, in Oak Park so time was of the essense. My first step out of bed was onto the lever that operates the heat vent, and it quickly and deftly removed a portion of my foot. I squeezed the opening shut with a band aid, and put on my tightest pair of socks. The boys helped me load Jan’s stuff in the car and we were soon on our way.

   We were both veterans of this sort of thing and you’d think I’d of learned by then to keep my mouth shut, but I didn’t, and prattled on for half the ride. You’d think by then that Jan would have stopped me right away, but she’d learned I needed to, and let me. The second half of the ride was pretty quiet except for the timing of the contractions. When we arrived at the hospital, Jan went on one way, and I the other. She went to Delivery and I went to Emergency.

   After getting sown up, I went right up to the waiting room and had a seat. I’d brought a book with me, since the duration of these events are so varied, and was reading when I heard “Code Blue” over the 1MC. I got the feeling that, that code blue was for mine so I said a quick and heartfelt prayer. 20 minutes later, the doctor came out and told me that there had been some problems and they had to perform a “C” section, and it was a boy! He also told me that Mark wasn’t breathing when he was born and they had to use CPR to get everything working.

   I thanked God for his help that day, and I thank HIM again for it today.

Happy Birthday Mark, I love you.