Author Archives: canoelover

…Antarctica. Just kidding. I’m going here. The Sugar River. 42°36’42”, 89°23’53”. Hey, why not? We’re back under flood stage and it’s going to be 65 degrees and partly sunny. I’m running a bike shuttle so it’s gonna be a double-fun … Continue reading →

All it takes is a solitary Sharp-Lobed Hepatica blossom. I admit that for me that the bar is set low, but then again, why set the bar high for happiness? Bring it on! Oodles of happiness in the form of … Continue reading →

Sure you do. Everyone has them somewhere locked up in their parent’s attics. Of course, now we have blogs. Now you can show your kid’s cute widdle bum to the entire cyber-universe. This is one good reason that some people … Continue reading →

Wisconsin has more than its share of nature’s temporal markers. If you see a blooming Hepatica, it must be mid to late April. Emerging May Apples. The first leaves of the Wild Ginger poking up through the oak leaves. Skunk … Continue reading →

A Spring Azure (Celastrina ladon ladon). If you walk in the woods in the Spring, you may be lucky to spot one of these little guys. They are one of the first butterflies to be seen in Wisconsin in the … Continue reading →

A few years ago, actually eight years ago, I build this shack. This is, as my wife says, what happens when you don’t build enough forts as a child. It’s a simple structure, 12 x 16′ because I wanted to … Continue reading →

We dodged a bullet with the weather and were able to pour footings before it started raining. We had to pump out a few times because of a high water table and some of the soil is sandy and silty … Continue reading →

Who needs me? Who needs any of us after this amazing technological breakthrough. http://kayakpaddling.net/ Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen, this is the future. It’s the Stepford Instructors. Be afraid. Be very, very afraid. I would love to see this done with … Continue reading →

Today, after several bureaucratic snafus and delays by a petty and insignificant man, the construction on the deck behind Rutabaga started up in earnest. There was a large, and I mean large backhoe. Jim, the driver/artist, was amazing. I believe … Continue reading →

…just some friends from work hanging out in the back yard by the fire pit while the youngsters (myself included) played 500 with a rugby ball. No one was hurt. Except we decimated Valerie’s canoe cake. Clever, but also amazingly … Continue reading →