BassMasterBilly got a new hat

BassMasterBilly's new hat

New fishin' hole

This week has been all about dog sitting. In fact, I am being beckoned to throw that half nawed plastic bone right now as I type this while sitting on BassMasterBilly's back porch. Porter just needs round the clock attention. Sure, he does settle down at night when I'm zoning on the couch and the two other dogs are lying on the floor by me; but anytime you move, he thinks you are going to do something. He is very attentive. I was hoping to get out and fish this morning and I was happy that I heard the phone when Mr. Clint called. I'm like, yo, What's up? You say you want to take me to a new lake? Alright, I can be at your place in one hour. I made sure the dogs were in good order, gave them fresh water and headed out for few hours. I pick up Mr. Clint and one his pals, and then he proceeds to navigate me to the edge of town. After 20 minutes of on some rural roads, we are out in the middle of nowwheresville, parked on the side of a dirt road. He says, we're here...... "Wheres the water? " I ask.
We walked about 5 minutes, up over a grassy field and into some heavy trees. After that we found this small inlet that opened up into a fairly decent size lake. We fished the inlet first. In about ten minutes Clint pulls out a 13 inch bass.
I'm using a green jig with a white Gary Yamamoto shorttail on the hook I haven't caught anything.. About a half hour later, Clint's pal, Lands a walleye. Another half hour later and this guy pulls out a 30 inch carp-easily a 10-12 pound monster. We got it onto the shore, but it fought the three of us as we were rolling it up the bank and managed to slip away from our grasps and roll back down into the water. Damn.
It wasn't too much longer than that when I finally landed a walleye. It was easily 15 inches.

The Zen of bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark bark.

It's warm and breezy on BassmasterBilly's backyard porch. I'm watching his house and a I woke up early this morning to Porter licking my face and dropping his toy; a plastic white bone, that he has managed to mangle down to small blunt,plastic shard. I get and open the back door and they moseyed on out to do their business. I'm up for the day now. After I figured out the coffeemaker and there damn hippie reusable hemp filter, I poured a mug, and began sitting quietly on the backporch. Every so often the robin who has made his home inside the bird house that Billy had made a couple years ago, flies overhead and up over the house. It's so quiet at the moment that I'm aware of this robin, because i can hear it's wings flutter overhead. I hear the sounds of the air passing through the trees. In my stillness I can feel the movement of the world around me. All of a sudden, I am startled by the shrill, repetitive barks from Porter. His chant, cuts through the peace. I try to remember that he is only contributing to the whole experience and I smile and walk back inside. Last night he did this when I was in Billy's kitchen and his metalwares began to vibrate from the high, sharp,sonic barks. I was frozen in place holding a half eaten bag of cheddar dusted tortilla chips. I wanted to move but I couldn't. The Doze, is the oldest and she and I have an unspoken bond. She rests at the bottom of my feet anytime I come over. She always stays by my side. I also have an unspoken bond with Nova, a large mysterious beast of a dog. She is very gentle and has these big serious eyes that when she looks at you, you can feel something trying to get into your thoughts. She would allow me to scratch her back until my fingers fell off. Now, Porter....jeez, I don't even know how to describe him....

I haven't been keeping up with new posts, like a good boy should. I started this post back on the 11th but now, here it is May 27 and I'm finally getting around to finishing it. Too busy doing everything and nothing.
First I should say the fishing has gotten better with the weather. I nailed a 20 inch bass weighing 5lbs last Tuesday and it was on my second cast of the day. The trout fishin' has been moderately good as well. Bassmaster Billy and I ran into a snag at the infamous Lagerman reservoir and we may abandon that lake altogether. It seems that the one of the rangers that patrol there would rather hassle the fisherman than deal with the vandalism and general no-goodness, the lousy teens bring there every evening.




I got a new screen recently and I'm back on my old mac which I love. It's funny how people say they are jealous when I say I hardly use my new macbook anymore. I love my "old faithful".
Recently Heather and I took all of our keyboards and ran them thru the dishwasher. We taped off the cord ends and also taped the female usb ports.
They all came out looking like new and after we let them dry fully, which we determined should be a full week; they all worked like new as well.





The local hiking has been great except lately we have had so much rain that the trails havent been dry for that last couple weeks. I took this picture in Boulder about a month ago, when the ground was dry. I can imagine how green it must look now with all the recent rain....
The water is running high on the creeks and so many of the bike paths inside boulder that go under the roads like under Arapahoe and also under Pearl Street, have been washed out somewhat. All in all, I am happy. I just got a new bike helmet. On other hiking news, BassMaster Billy and I recently hiked up to the Ralph Price reservoir and fished most of the day. Truly a very beautiful place to sit and stare.



I have managed to find the time to sit and relax and meditate with my banjo.

Listening to the blues and

I had steak and eggs for breakfast. I was listening to the blues and working out my frustrations in my garden. I saw lots of worms and that is a good sign. I was gonna fish today, since it wasn't as windy as it was yesterday but by noon, I knew I wasn't going. I Tilled the soil for a few hours, and broke a sweat. Despite the mild weather I feel saddened.

De-bark your dog-only 20$

Does anyone know how to de-bark a dog?
Oh, Porter, will you ever learn? Barking at me all the time only makes me want to kick you. And, what's with the constant running in a circle, Are you really chasing your tail? You nearly spilled my beer last time. You are not a good fishing dog. You are also not a lap dog. I know now why Bassmaster Billy is crazy. He wasn't so crazy before he took you in.

It could be the spring snow, it could be my mojo, one thing is for certain, the fishin's been slow,slow,slow.

At approximately 0550 hours on April 1st, I arrived at Bassmaster billy's house in Longmont. He was just waking up. We filled our thermos and headed to the county clerks office. We were the first to arrive and so we decided to sit in the car where it was warm until another dedicated fisherman showed up. After 20 minutes of waiting, two souls showed up and sat down on the icy concrete before the front doors. A minute later, a woman shows up, then another. We got out of the car and lingered on over. So, Billy and I are already giggly and making light of how cold it was and before we knew it there were another 5 or 6 people who showed up. When do the tickets go on sale? You say 9 am? Ok 21/2 hours to wait, then all will be good. 2 1/2 hours later, all was good. We stopped back at Billy's house and zoned out a bit before deciding to take a drive to this coveted piece of earth. Billy just had a new engine put in the Commando and just got it back from the mechanic and really wanted an excuse to take it out on the muddy roads. You can fish the river all year but it will still be a month before the lake will be accesible to fisherman, so we packed a light tackle and headed upstream. After about 20 minutes I pulled out a nice Brooky. 10 minutes later, there was a loud boom of thunder, and then the snow began to fall. Within a minute the snow was coming down sideways.

Finished writing a review for Namaste Nepal Restaurant

I just finished writing a review for my favorite eatery here in Boulder and posted it onto Yelp.com
This is what I could muster into words...

This is one of the best restaurants in Boulder. I eat here all the time. As soon as you enter Namaste you are welcomed by a friendly hostess. The aromas from the buffet are delightful and I am impressed with the variety of the spread. There is beautiful music lightly playing in the background. If you are a vegetarian, then you will be happy to hear that they offer many choices on their extensive buffet. You can order off the menu also. They have great chai and the saag paneer is saucy yet subtle. I don't know which I love more, the Tandoori chicken or the lamb vindaloo; But the veggie korma is my absolute favorite which they serve mostly in the evenings and not so much in the lunch hours. The meat dishes are very tender. Their samosas' are tasty and not bland like so many other places. They also have decent beer if you desire. Namaste Nepal restaurant is situated in between Blockbuster Video and Michael's art/crafts in the Meadow Shopping Center (Foothills Pkwy and Baseline). It has a nice atmosphere in which you can banter with friends or sit and read a newspaper while dining. It clearly offers the best Nepali food in Boulder and they have great prices. The service from the staff is excellent.


I gave them 5 stars