Saturday, September 28, 2013

A while back Clider took some time off from his hectic schedule to create the finest Coat of Arms any hunting team has ever had. That very crest is displayed further down the page. When the Crest was first invisioned I knew it needed some latin in the lower banner to express just what in the heck we are all about. I chose 'Feet Down Folding' as it is one of our mottos. I used the English to Latin translator from Google to plug in that term and got back the words you see there; Pedes Usque Conseres.

Not knowing at first what the words meant, Fred G. plugged them into a Latin dictionary and came up with something entirely different.
Pedes. One who walks, foot soldiers.
Usque. Whiskey
Conseres. Friend.
He goes on to say, "So my translation is 'One who hunts and drinks whiskey with friends'. "

No I'm no English major (although I did win the Academic Award for Excellence in English from stately Green Mountain College. Story for a different time.) but I never had any indication that the words meant anything like that. Is this coincindence? A chance encounter with different translation methods? An odd accident? A message from the Great Lord Heston? I just don"t know. But it is and will forever be on the offical H7HT Coat of Arms.

Being an inquisitive guy I went back to the Google translator and put the words in again to see if I had made some kind of mistake. As I typed in the first word something different came up. I realized then that if you put the words in as a phrase they come back as seen on the Crest, if you put them in individually they produce something entirely different.
Feet: Pedum.
Down: Descendit.
Folding: Plicat.
So now I realize that there can be only one reason for the fact that they were interpreted this way. Heston stepped in and saw to it that our banner had a double meaning. Not only a literal translation of the the term that defines our hunting style, feet down folding, but also a figurative one as well. We hunt and drink whiskey with friends.

GBCH


Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Flock U.

That's right, a college level course on decoy flocking was taught in my garage this weekend.  Fred G was in town to participate in some sporting events and see if he could beat me at my home course in golf.  He also happens to be the man with the knowledge on how to flock and Clider wanted to learn.  We gathered together bunches of decoys and adult beverages and set about flocking the heads on almost all the greenie decoys in the fleet.  The first picture shows the difference between the flocked on the left and un-flocked on the right.  You can see that the flocked decoy looks more realistic and less shiny than the other, leading more ducks to believe it's the real thing.  And you know what they say about ducks.  Fool them once shame on me, fool them twice, not necessary because they are dead.  (I believe that the the Zen Philosopher Basho once said that.)  In addition to Flock University we discussed the new rules for the upcoming season, most of which I have forgotten already, and generally had a fine time getting ready for the opener.

This post is also about 'ass kicking' too.  See, when Fred G. and I get together there are usually some competitive events planned.  Not because we are competitive but more in the spirit of having a winner and a loser.  This way someone is always duty bound to make drinks.  On day one Fred G. did the ass kicking.  He beat me in 18 holes of golf on my home course after not having played for some time.  He also kicked my ass in darts the night before which gave him an equalizing lead in strokes even before the golf started.  The rain on the course held off and we had a fine time at the beautiful Galena Ridge course.  You should have seen my tee shot on #5, it was enthralling.

Day two was Bob D's turn to kick some ass.  We picked up Clider and went to shoot sporting clays down on the Palouse.  Clider and I were tied going into the last station but he eeked out a victory as we both bested Fred's score.  Sporting clays are also a great way to prepare for the shooting opportunities that will be presenting themselves in just 2 1/2 short weeks.  Later that night I also schooled him in Ducey and I think I won at adult beverages too.  On day three the rain prevented any further competitions so we learned about the subtle differences between 'good' zombies and 'bad' zombies by watching Brad Pitt save the world.

Now it's back to work and time to start preparing for the 2013 season opener.  Maybe if you are very lucky Clider will tell you about his boat.  Then again.....



Wednesday, September 18, 2013

So What?!




1. THE ODDS
Remember, a person's odds of winning the jackpot are 1 in 175 million. That's how many combinations are possible with the game's five white balls and one red ball. In this case, there have been 11 drawings since August 10 without a winner.
2. BIG JACKPOTS
A major revamp in January 2012 increased the cost of a Powerball ticket from $1 to $2. It also led to larger jackpots in smaller amounts of time. Of the top 10 Powerball jackpots of all time, nearly half have been recorded after the game change.
3. CONSOLATION PRIZE
Since the revamp, a secondary $1 million prize has made some losers happy anyway. More than 730 people have won $1 million, and more than 120 people have won $2 million through the Power Play option.
4. WHY WAIT FOR THE HYPE?
There's technically no need to wait for a larger jackpot. Whether the jackpot is $40 million or $400 million, your odds of winning the top prize are the same. Whether you buy 1 ticket or 10 tickets, your odds are pretty much the same. A higher jackpot just means there's a higher chance there will be more than one winning ticket.
5. SOMEONE IS GOING TO WIN
The chance of a person's combination being selected remains astronomically high, though the chance that some set of six numbers will be selected is 1. That means even though your chances of winning are slim, the chances that someone else will win are high. Ronald Wasserstein, executive director of the American Statistical Association, said that's what makes people think it could be them. When it's probably not.
6. AGAIN, YOU'RE NOT GOING TO WIN
Remember, you're probably not going to win. Wasserstein said it's hard for people to grasp how small their chances actually are, since no one can really see 175 million of anything. Wasserstein tries to break it down. Take 175 million one-dollar bills and lay them out. Pick one lucky dollar bill that will win you all $175 million. You can line up those dollar bills twice along the edges of the continental United States. Or you can cover 380 football fields. Imagine picking the one lucky dollar bill from those fields, and that's your chance of winning the Powerball jackpot on a single ticket.



Tuesday, September 17, 2013

My boat, bad. His boat, good.

They say the happiest 2 days in life are the day you buy a boat and the day you sell that boat.  Well, I was not happy yesterday as I watched the boat pull away from the cabin on the back of some other guy’s truck. In fact I felt a twinge of remorse for having to sell it.  All the hard work stripping the aluminum and the metal of the trailer, laying down the primer coat and the painting of the custom camouflage with my old pal Fred G. just driving away.  The trials and tribulations of the Hiawatha motor from which I learned to never buy a motor from the 1940’s.  The summertime trips on the river with my sweetie.  And the days of terror on pitch black mornings with a full load of gear heading out into the unknown.  And how about the time Clider, Peat and I  battled fierce winds and waves over the bow on Anderson . Oh yes, the terror.
The two young guys that came to pick up the boat told me they were planning to use it for fishing and I asked them to at least try to shoot a duck or two from the boat someday.  Then I grabbed the title from the Communist I purchased it from,  (Idaho requires no title so it was still from the last owner) and noticed something odd.  Yesterday was March 6, 2013.  Clider and I went to buy the boat from the Commie on March 6, 2012.  I was a boat owner for exactly one year.  Coincidence?  I think not.
Motor on old boat of mine, motor on.

Thursday, September 05, 2013

No Anchovies Please!!!

Tryin' not to think about it.


I have been doing my best to avoid thinking about the upcoming season.  Each year I get all twisted with anticipation thinking about how I will be 'The Expert' and how I will win both first duck and first Greenie. I start to count days and prepare gear.  New catalogs and magazines show up in the mailbox.  I think about searching Google Earth for new spots, building blinds, decoy strategies and even do stupid things like buy a boat.  Not this year!
It's been colder in the mornings.
I see leafs changing.
Football starts this week.
How in the name of Heston am I supposed to ignore all this?  So this morning I get up and check the computer box for mail and to see if there is any money in my bank account (there isn't) and try not to think about it.  I sing, 'Tryin' not to think about it' then I wonder just what the heck happened to the J Giles Band.  So being as I'm sitting right in front of the computer box I find out, and in the process of finding out I come across this video.  Instantly it's 1983 and I'm listening to WPLR and lo and behold, I'm not thinking about hunting.  Hope it works for you too.

Thursday, August 22, 2013

Soon..

I finally called fish and game, Idaho, October 12th.

Friday, August 09, 2013

Remember the rusty old truck?

8 cans of Krylon later......

Wednesday, July 31, 2013

Tuesday, July 30, 2013

Monday, July 22, 2013

"Wait He's Smoking!!" Fun Part II




Did you used to smoke?
It was good, huh?


Greenies

Peat likes hunting even more than I do,  I feel that I have certain obligations to him.  He is a good dog due to training, which is something that happens everyday with every interaction.  I realized that in order for Peat to be a good bird dog he needs real practice with real birds, often.  This lead to a bit of a dilemma at first.

You see, Bob prefers to shoot exclusively at mallards, and most of the time he will skip on other species.  At first I thought this was the way for me, but it soon became apparent that neither Peat or I were going to get any better at hunting or retrieving unless we both got some real practice.  I decided to start hunting any ducks that committed to my spread regardless of species, and Peat started getting markedly better at dealing with birds.  On slow days I started taking walks through the sloughs to break up the monotony of empty an sky, occasionally I would jump shoot some of the divers that hang out in these smaller waters.  Throughout the winter my shooting got better and Peat's retrieving skills got way better.

I talked to Bob and he liked this idea enough to put in a post awhile back.  I would like to base the expert title for next year on just the number of drake mallards harvested, minus any NRs of course.  I realize this would have to be unanimous, but last seasons greenie numbers were close. Thoughts?

Non-Retrieves

This is a long overdue post.  As you may know I won the coveted title of Expert for 2013, however I won another thing that I am not proud of, most non-retrieves.  The polls showed me tied up with Bob last year, but I never accounted for closing day.

It was right at first light and I was hunting on the river with Peat, all of the traffic I had seen in the last week was moving up and down the river so that's where I went.  A pair of buffel head dropped in on my decoys and set their wings, well within shooting distance.  I pulled up and shot, the bird dropped and then dove, he came up across the river and then dove again, we spent a lot of the morning and part of the afternoon looking for that bird.  It was right at first light and of course I spent most of the morning fly trying to locate him.  After a long look I came back to a quiet sky and low hopes for the last day of the season.

The day ended up panning out well with a couple more birds right before I packed it in for the season, but I brought my tally of lost birds to 5 for the season.  I put in a lot of hiking this year looking for those birds, Peat put in a lot of swimming.  Some were bad choices due to a lack of experience(opening day), some were because I took shoots that I knew better than to take, and two were due to birds diving and never coming up.  Peat brought in several hard retrieves that no doubt saved a few more from being on that list, and Bob chased one down in the boat for me.

I spent around 25 days hunting last season and everyday was full of lessons.  I learned a lot from each of those birds and I like to think that I won't make those same mistakes again..  We agreed that whomever had the most NRs last season would send in a donation to DU for $2 per bird for the collective total.  I sent that check today and hopefully it will be my last check for that reason.






Dust Devil


As I was going down the road I saw this strange cloud, I saw men working
out there and thought it was from a machine they were using.  
Closer I see  a dust devil touched down right next to them.





See Anything You Like?


On my last trip I found this out in the middle of nowhere.  
Note the cows roaming and loafing within the yard.











Saturday, July 20, 2013

Yea I'm Pissed!



A recent letter I sent Cabela's about their flagrant use of trees and energy with all their catalogs and their "Limited Fall Edition"
 
 Not a question but a complaint.  Just received my 2013 limited fall hard bound edition.  All I could say is what the hell!  Thanks for spending all that money on something I have to throw away now.  I could only imagine how much money this doorstop cost.  Why not just send me a gift card for what it cost so I could spend it at your store? "A Thank You to a very special customer" would be better said than a 3 pound book. Seriously, the 8-10 catalogs you send all year are not enough?  You should be sending catalogs via email anyway.  For a company that was on the verge of going out of business I don't see this as a very smart business decision.  I love Cabelas and would like to see them around for a long time, but who ever came up with this idea should be fired. It seems to me that your company should be helping the environment, after all it is an "outdoor" store.  On that note, how would I be able to cancel my mailed catalogs and just receive them electronically?
I know the person or persons that should receive this will not, but I feel better getting it off my chest.  Thanks for listening.

Tuesday, July 16, 2013

Duck Numbers Remain Strong Breeding Population Survey estimates 45.6 million ducks; Water conditions right for excellent duck production

BISMARCK, N.D. — North America’s spring duck population is down slightly from record levels, but pond counts are up 24 percent over last year, according to the 2013 Waterfowl Breeding Population and Habitat Survey released today.
The survey, which has been conducted annually since 1955 by the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service and the Canadian Wildlife service, puts the breeding duck population at 45.6 million, the second-highest level ever recorded.

Duck Species 2013“We started with high numbers of breeding ducks, and we have great water in the right places for renesting and duckling survival,” said Frank Rohwer, president of Delta Waterfowl. “Duck production should be excellent.”
Of the 10 species cited in the survey index, only American wigeon and canvasbacks showed an increase from 2012. Wigeon breeding numbers sit at 2.64 million, up 23 percent from 2012 and 2 percent above the long-term average for the species. Canvasbacks showed a modest increase of 4 percent, with the population estimated at 787,000, well above the threshold to have an open season.

“Wigeon, a species which had many folks concerned about a long term decline have now increased two years in a row,” said Joel Brice, vice president of conservation for Delta Waterfowl. “It is nice to see canvasbacks back to near record populations.”

Mallards were at 10.37 million, down 2 percent, but still 36 percent higher than the long-term average. Despite the overall decline, mallards increased locally in the Eastern Dakotas, Southern Manitoba and Southern Saskatchewan.

Northern pintails came in at 3.34 million, a decrease of 4 percent overall. However, pintail numbers increased in southern Saskatchewan and Alberta, a reflection of improved May pond count numbers. Pintails remain 17 percent below the long-term average.
Both blue-winged teal and green-winged teal populations dropped from record levels of 2012. Bluewings are estimated at 7.73 million, a 16 percent decline. However, bluewings are still 60 percent above the long-term average. Greenwings declined 12 percent to 3.05 million, but like bluewings, remain at historically high levels — 51 percent above the long-term average.

Strong Production Expected
May pond counts, an index of wetlands across the survey area, were tallied at 6.89 million, a significant and important 24 percent increase over 2012.

“We started with good water, and it got better with rains in May,” Rohwer said. “All research shows that renesting effort and duckling survival are tied to good water conditions.”
May ponds were up 59 percent in the Eastern Dakotas, 44 percent in Southern Manitoba, 40 percent in Southern Alberta and 6 percent in Southern Saskatchewan.
“Southern Saskatchewan and the Eastern Dakotas are the holy grail for prairie duck production as they hold a very high number of breeding ducks,” Brice said. “This year, duck numbers and wetland conditions are excellent in both places.”
“A number of our staff were concerned in April about the late spring, delayed nesting and a poor frost seal which resulted in poorer than normal run off. However, then the rains came. These rains helped recharge and sustain the small, temporary wetlands that drive duck production. The presence of these wetlands will drive the renesting rate and significantly improve duckling survival.”
Renesting rates are important because many areas of the breeding grounds have poor hatching rates. In drier years, such as 2012, hens that lose a first nest to predators are far less likely to make a new nest and lay more eggs.
“Last year, wetland conditions eroded over the course of the breeding season which is very common, this year conditions improved markedly with spring early summer rains,” Rohwer said. “Our field crews in North Dakota and Manitoba have found renesting ducks, including a gadwall still laying eggs just this week.”
Good production translates into a lot of young ducks.
“Young ducks are far more likely to decoy and respond to calling,” Rohwer said.

The more you know...

I thought this was a joke at first, nope.

http://www.environmentalgraffiti.com/biology/news-duck-penis-size-depends-competition?image=0

Saturday, July 13, 2013

Thursday, July 11, 2013

Why?

Do they send all the duck porn at the same time every month?
(of course Cunning Tater is my hero in life so he's included too)
But damn, all at the same time?  I can only sit for 15 minutes without my legs going to sleep
.
Jeez!

Thursday, June 13, 2013

Survey

A while back an old friend sent me an email asking if I would fill out a survey for her sister.  We were right in the heat of the Newtown shooting spree and she was preparing an article for an assignment she had for a Japanese 'English Language' class newspaper.  It was to be the first article she wrote for them and she was looking for it to be a second career as a writer.  When I contacted her I told her I would be happy to respond but she may be surprised at the depth of my answers, because if she was looking for yes/no answers to her questions, they are not that easy.  Here were the questions and my long winded answers.

Robin,
Bob DaFolder here, old friend of your sister.  Just some background for you and an apology if all you were looking for were yes/no answers to your questions.  I am a duck hunter.  I grew up in a household with many guns and a father who hunted big game on a regular basis and was very active in his local gun club.  My grandfather on the other side was also a hunter and raised pointing dogs for hunting and field trials.  I was exposed to guns at a very early age and currently possess a concealed carry permit and own  shotguns, rifles and a pistol.
Here goes:

What is your opinion on the use of guns by owners to protect their private property?
I am in favor.
Research the Washington DC gun ban and it's effect on home invasion and crime statistics.  There were cases of homeowners being criminally charged with protecting their homes and property with a gun when a thief broke in.  This is the core reason many people own guns.  My mother is 73 years old and lives alone.  I feel better knowing she owns, and knows how to use a gun to protect herself.

What is your opinion on mandatory background checks for gun ownership?
All for it.
I'm also all for a registration requirement for all new gun sales.  My opinion is that any person who is able to legally buy a gun within the existing legislation has nothing to lose by registering their gun.  I am in the minority in this I believe.  Many arguments can be made for not having a nationwide database for who owns what gun/guns but I still think this is legit.



What is your opinion on the proposed reinstatement of the automatic weapons ban?
There has been a ban on automatic weapons since 1986.  I think you are referring to the reinstatement of the assault weapons ban. 
Also for it.
Arguments can be made that people hunt with the military style assault weapons, and some do, but they are a tiny percentage of the hunting public.  More than likely they are used at gun ranges and for home protection rather than hunting.  The ban on large capacity magazines? Sure.  The ban on 'assault weapons' themselves, weapons that mimic military style guns made for killing humans?  Sure.

What is your opinion on hunting as a beloved American sport?
It is, without question.
For some insight on why I hunt ducks, and what I get out of it, you are free to look at my blog (shared with Fred and 2 others) www.h7ht.blogspot.com  I do ask that all content stays out of your article and nothing is reproduced anywhere.  This is a blog for our entertainment and to share with friends, sometimes it can be spicy and taking this blog to literally can be dangerous.

What can America change to make public schools safer from massacres as occurred in Newtown?
Nothing.
This is a tough one.  I'm sure there will be changes, and I'm sure they are all things that are done in the spirit of helping, but I think the more we do the more difficult it becomes to be a kid.  All the armed guards, pistol packing teachers, metal detectors, closed campuses, fences, drills about hiding under your desk etc. makes it harder on the kids.  However tragic it is some defective individual will always be able to murder children.  It sucks.  Does all this make schools safer?  I sure hope so because lots of schools will make changes and every child will be affected so I hope they will be safer.



What does the 2nd amendment mean to you?
It's an outdated vision written by people who had no idea what our future held. 
With that being said I think it does keep the government from regulating some of our freedoms away.  Kind of a dicey question too.  Read the thing over and it has very little bearing on the questions and problems we face with guns today.  But then again the spirit of the thing sure makes sense.

Any other question you think might help you say what you think about this issue!
Gun shows.
Walk in, plunk down some untraceable cash and walk out with any legal style gun.  No background check, no registration, no questions.  In my opinion the single biggest mistake being made today.  Why do we have these types of gun shows?  In my town of 2000 people we have 4 a year.  I bought my pistol from some guy at a table in 2 minutes.  He was also selling wood carvings and household items.


I suggested that she send those very same questions to another old friend, Peter D.  He had a very different history but is now an active member in a gun club that is target/tactical oriented.  His answers:


Unlike Bill, I did not grown up in a hunting family. There were no guns around my house and my parents were quite anti-gun: No guns, toy guns, sling shots etc. I do not hunt. My main use of firearms is for competition.
I am on the board of drirectors (membership secretary) for a 750 member gun club here in Connecticut (http://www.metacongunclub.com/). At this point I own a number of pistols and rifles including:
 
AR-15 Style semi-automatic Rifle (Actual make and model Stag Arms Model 3 - made in the New Britain, CT the town next to where I live)  - AR-15 is a generic term for the style of rifle. Hundreds of companies  make an AR-15 style rifle, for the most part all the parts on those rifles are interchangeable, they follow a strict pattern. Bushmaster, the brand of rifle used in several mass shootings, is taking a lot of heat lately from the media because they are one of the companies that make this rifle. I would be like saying a Victoria Secret bra was used in the murder and people storming Victoria Secret stores for justice. I use this rifle
 in competitions at the club. The standard capacity magazines for this rifle are 10, 20 and 30 rounds. There are higher capacity but they are not as reliable and expensive.
 
This rifle by name, type and magazine capacity would be banned
 
A 9mm semi-automatic carbine rifle (Beretta CX-4 Storm). I use this in Class III competitions at the club. Class III is an ATF (Alcohol, Tobacco and Firearms) designation for firearms that break the main stream firearm rules such as fully automatic weapons, rifles with barrels shorter than 16 inches and suppresors (silencers). You can have a fully automatic weapon in the United States, provided that the weapon was made prior to a certain year and is considered "transferable", no new ones are available to the public. The thing is, because there is a very limited supply they are very expensive to purchase. Minimum price at this point $5000 up to $30000 and beyond. These items are registered to the owner, you must carry the paperwork around with the items and you pay a "tax" for each item owned.
Because of their relative rarity and expense, these items are very very rarely an issue in crime. Usually if they are an issue in a crime they have been stolen from the military. My rifle is not a Class III weapon but  because of the rarity of them they let us use them in these competitions, otherwise there would only be two or three guys in the match. The standard magazine capacity is 17 rounds. Because this rifle is based on a pistol there isn't any higher capacity magazine for it.
 
This rifle by name and magazine would be banned.
 
2 9mm semi-automatic pistols, a SigSauer P226 (Made in Germany / New Hamphire) and a Kahr K9 (Made in Massachusetts). The SigSauer is a full size pistil with a standard magazine capacity of 15 rounds. This pistol was in close competion back in the 1980's to be the standard issue for our military - lost out to the Beretta 92. I use this pistol for IDPA competition (http://www.idpa.com/ ). Although the magazine holds 15 rounds, in competition we limit it to 10 rounds because other type of pistols and revolvers with lower capacity are used. This makes it a little more fair. The Kahr K9  is a compact pistol and holds 6 rounds. This is used in competion against similar sized pistols and revolvers .
 
The SigSauer magazines would be banned
 
A .22 caliber semi-automatic pistol (Browning Buckmark - Made in Utah). I use this for falling plate matches. Think of it as a drag race. Two people shooting a rack of standing steel plates. The buzzer goes off and the first one to knock down his plates wins. This has a magazine capacity of 10 rounds.
 
2 .22 caliber semi-automatic rifles (Both Ruger 10/22 models - Made in New Hapmshire). I use these in the falling plate matches and marksmanship rifle matches. These have a magazine capacity of 10 to 25 rounds.
There are higher capacity magazines but they are not very reliable and quite cumbersome.
 
The magazines larger than 10 rounds would be banned
 
1 .22 caliber pump action 22 rifle (Winchester model 61 - Made in New Haven) This belonged to my father in law. I rarely shoot it.
 
I mention the place where these are made because these are jobs that would be lost if these are banned.
 
So, now on to the actual questions....
 
What is your opinion on the use of guns by owners to protect their private property?
People should be allowed to protect themselves and others by any means necessary in and outside of their home. Protecting property with deadly force is another thing. I'm not going to shot somebody for stealing the lawnmower in my garage, I may shoot somebody who has broken into my house before I ask him why he broke into my house. I do have a concealed weapons permit (which means I took a NRA firearms class and have had an FBI backround check - the permit is good for 5 years), you cannot purchase a pistol or revolver without one in Connecticut. I do not carry a concealed weapon. My firearms are locked up in a safe when not being
used at the range.

What is your opinion on mandatory background checks for gun ownership?
Yes! Everybody who purchases a firearm should have a backround check. Currently in Connecticut as I said before, you need a permit to purchase a pistol or revolver. When you do that you also get a quick backround check. You do not need a permit to buy a rifle and if purchasing from a private party there is no backround check. If you purchase from a licensed dealer there is a two week waiting period where a backround check is done. You should need a permit to purchase any firearm and I'll throw in ammunition as well.

What is your opinion on the proposed reinstatement of the automatic weapons ban?
Again, be careful of the terminolgy here. New automatic weapon sales are already banned and existing ones highly regulated. Banning semi-automatic weapons would be be pointless. There are millions of the listed weapons out there already. Most of the versions of the bans do not confiscate the existing ones. The AR-15 rifle was not popular until it was banned. Tell somebody they can't have something and you instantly create a desire for it. When President Obabma took office in 2008 there was a run on guns because everybody felt that he would reinstate the ban. That died down afer a while. Now it comes up again and there are no AR-15's, ammunition, 9mm pitols,
ammunition etc to be found. People are buying everything up. I'm not blaming this on the president, it goes back much further and deeper than that. The only real resolution here would be to turn on a giant magnet to pull out and destroy all the guns. But in the end if it makes them feel better and prevents someone from purchasing a weapon at a moment when they feel most at odds with whatever demons they have I'm ok with it.

What is your opinion on hunting as a beloved American sport?
I don't hunt, But if people want to sit out in the cold wearing silly clothes in order to shoot poor defenseless ducks out the air to satisfy their unresolved gender issues it's fine by me. It's a free country. :)

What can America change to make public schools safer from massacres as occurred in Newtown?
I am not downplaying the recent events, but they are rare. If a person is determined to cause harm they will find the available means to do it. The availblity of weapons is not the cause it's the means. If they are not available  they will find another way. In teh early 20th century the largest school massacre was performed by blowing the building up. That guy was not happy with his taxes.
Treat the cause of the issues. Be a good parent, be a good friend, be a good citizen. 

What does the 2nd amendment mean to you?
It's either very shortsighted to the events of the time it was written or brilliantly wrritten to protect ourselves from our own government in the future. Like the Bible you can interprate it in many ways. I think it means that it give the citizens a means to protect themselves from the goverment should the government decide to infringe upon life, liberty and the persuit of happiness. Sometimes a government decides it does not want to play by it's own rules and I think our forefathers took that into account. There have been and are plenty of examples where a government has decided it no longer likes certain citizens. Now we can always say that won't happen here
because of our constitution but you never know.
But with these rights come responsibilities and it should be proven that your are responsible enough to handle those rights.

Any other question you think might help you say what you think about this issue!
I agree on Bill's gunshow comments. You should not be able to buy a firearm with out a permit and a backround check.
I don't like the idea of categorizing certain guns as more bad than others its uneducated and arbitrary.
I already by default register firearms purchased through a dealer, the state knows I have it, not need for me to do more than that.
I do not want the government to turn me into a criminal by banning what I already own.
I do not want to pay additional taxes to own or purchase a firearm or ammunition.
I do not think banning guns will reduce crime.
 
I have purchased each firearm for a specific competition.
I have no plans on ever using my firearms on a living creature.
When I lived in Philadelphia I actual sold my guns because I felt I might have to use them, or have them used on me. 
Gun control is an easy answer to an unsolveable question, look how well controlling drugs has gone.
 
I could go on and on but I hope this helps.
 
I would hope that if you read this and have any interest in answering the same questions (as you should) you will.  If you can't post them completely in the comment section please send them to me.  I will provide my email if you don't know how to get in touch with me, but knowing this blog, nobody is reading anyway.
GBCH

Tuesday, June 11, 2013

2008 revisited.

Wind?  Or Memorex?
It sure was a blustery one today.

Day three started just as you may expect after reading this blog for four seasons now. Being picked up at 4:30 am has it's drawbacks but there can also be some unintended fun that comes along with it. Sitting on my well lit front porch waiting to hear the rumble of good ole American V-8 power that is Lisa, I saw my neighbor lady. She's kind of an odd sort. Maybe she keeps strange hours too or maybe, just maybe, she's up to no good. But when she walks by my house and sees me sitting on the stoop holding a shotgun I know one thing runs through her head, don't mess with his shit.

So sure enough Lisa arrives with all the gear needed for a great day of early season folding. We drive off to the Old New spot a little earlier now. See, everyone seems to be hunting there now. Apparently there is a thread on some hunting web site that tells people to go to this area and that the hunting is good there. We officially hate this web site. How dare they share the public lands with the Public. We all know that the H7HT was here first. We all know that we're the best. But still people are invading our space so now we have to get up before everyone else. You know what they say "The early bird gets the ducks", or something to that effect. Maybe it's"Fool me once shame on you, fool me twice I'll shoot your decoys". Whatever.


So out to the newest spot we go. Rebuild the blind. Set the blocks. Tell some other hunters where to go. Wait for sunrise.

Not what you think it is.

The newest duck call.   Double reed!

Friday, June 07, 2013

Remember this guy?

His name is Clider.  And this past season he was, and is, the 'Expert'.  The other day he proposed to me that next year we base the expert title on the H7HT member that shoots the most Greenies.  I know that he wants to see this because he plans to not cil only Greenies but to shoot any duck that flies near enough to make a clean cil.  Perhaps he want's to make next year an even fight.  For Heston's sake, he has a dog that needs to retrieve ducks.  His dog is a retriever!

So I ask you, the H7HT public, to leave a comment in the comment section below stating your view on this departure from normal regulations.  Make them good too.

Just so you know I, Robert C. DaFolder, only shoot Greenies so this would be gravy to me however I think it may be short-sided.  The 'Expert' slays ducks.  My desire to only shoot Greenies just means that I can only be the 'Expert' if I step up my shooting skills and hunting days so that I may have the opportunity to murder more of these green headed bastards that are trying to destroy our way of life.
GBCH.

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Levity

lev·i·ty

[lev-i-tee] Show IPA
noun, plural lev·i·ties.
1.
lightness of mind, character, or behavior; lack of appropriate seriousness or earnestness.
2.
an instance or exhibition of this.
4.
lightness in weight.

Wednesday, May 22, 2013

Rest Well Uncle Lou

what I remember when I think of you is your being in the pool
skimming leaves with a net made from a hula hoop
while we were on our mandatory half hour break after eating

but most people would say that your most memorable trait
was the missing arm you shot off when you were just a kid
something I never really noticed or thought of often

that never stopped you from doing anything much
you still went to the gun club and fished the lake
with that special fishing rod that had a motor in the reel

and I remember how you used to yell at your beagle
whose name was Oliver and seemed to drive you nuts
but I know that the yelling was really just a ruse

or later when you got smaller and your voice grew hoarse
but there was always a story or joke or moral
and a mischievous twinkle in your eye

now you can be free from the constraints of this world
free to visit with the ones gone too early from your life
but I will always remember you this way, my Uncle Lou.

Sunday, April 21, 2013

H7HT Founders Vacation Tour

It All started with Clider.  Last year he was throwing away a buffet top that had been in his basement for years and was covered in layers of paint and grime.  I thought it would be perfect for my Sweetie, she loves layers of paint and grime, so I saved it from the dump and brought it home to my shed.  After months of seeing this thing every time I mowed the lawn I began thinking about the possibilities it had beyond holding yarn and sewing ‘notions’.  Maybe, I thought, it would be perfect for a bathroom vanity cabinet to put over the top of a converted dresser, you know, like they do on HGTV.  And so began The Bathroom Project.

Hunting season ended with a whimper.  Clider was clearly the ‘Expert’ and I was low on motivation to ski because if I’m skiing, I’m not getting paid.  So with the mountain closed on Tuesdays and Wednesdays I started to refinish and repurpose the topper.  Soon after I bought an old dresser from the Goodwill and turned it into a sink and storage center with the topper making the system complete.  Along the way Fred G. heard about my project and asks why he has not been invited to help, after all, the two of us always are there to complicate each others projects, what else are best friends for.  I expand my plans to include a complete bathroom makeover with more square footage from tearing down the TV room closet and the hallway linen cabinet.  What could go wrong?  Right?

The weeks before Fred Gs vacation I tore out the TV room closet and replaced it with a new wall.  The linen cabinet was removed and now those extra square feet were created out of those spaces, and the far bathroom wall came down as well.  That wall contained the classy pink kitchen sink and kitchen faucet that served as our bathroom vanity.  It was all held together by a flimsy cabinet topped with a hunk of old kitchen counter.  Even with the wall gone and random plumbing and venting hardware sticking out of the floor it looked better than before.  With only the old nasty cast iron tub and the toilet in place it was time to tear down the outside walls and make the bathroom ‘al fresco’ to the rest of the house.  At this point I’m sure my Sweetie started to question my decision but little did she know the best was yet to come.

Fred G arrives and immediately we set to work by tearing out the tub and remaining walls, the flooring and the tile were next and a trip to the dump left the truck empty and ready to make the voyage to the Home Depot for all the things we needed.  We drank well that night with high hopes and great expectations of the ease of the project to come.  The next morning at the Depot Al the plumbing specialist hooked us up with all the things we needed to make the dream come true, my dream was to clear my head and be sure I didn’t forget anything, we left heavy with stuff.   Next on the agenda was the floor containing  the plumbing and drain lines from the old sink that now needed to be relocated 3 feet further forward.  No big deal in a regular home, but we live in a cabin made of logs, with a floor made of cement.  The first blade on the rented concrete saw did little work and ground down easily so the only option was the diamond tipped blade with usage and cost measured by a micrometer.  Lots of noise and dust accompanied our slow progress grinding through the 6 inches of burly 1950’s concrete until we had created a channel to the far wall and a square hole for the new bathtub drain.  I contemplated buying a big sledgehammer for the job of breaking up the floor but the former ‘Expert’ and co-creator of ‘The New Standard’  (H7HT blog post circa 2002, look it up) convinced me to rent the tool that goes between roto-hammer and jackhammer in the hammer lineage.  This 77 pound monster shook the whole foundation of the house as it slowly broke out the concrete of the floor into small chunks that Fred G pulled out one by one.  We gently exposed the galvanized pipe and drain that sat in the gravel layer under the main concrete slab.  I was a nervous wreck the whole time, The Whole Time!, because one small mistake could spell disaster.  Did I mention we don’t really know what we’re doing?

The next day the water went off for good.  We planned well the night before by eating Chinese food and drinking wikki and debating the merits of Fred’s new version of Backgammon that he created without any input from me, how good could it be?  So, with the water off and all our plans in place, I cut through the pipes with a sawsall.  Next we cut the massive cast iron drain pipe but had to go buy a blade called ‘The Torch’ because that cast iron stuff is tough!  Now with all the pipes out and our plans in place we started to put everything back together.  It went slowly.  Fred worked on finishing the electric installation and I worked the tub plumbing.  Al at Home Depot had sold us these connections for galvanized to galvanized piping that used a rubber washer and plastic housing that screw together and hold the pressure between the two disconnected pipes, we were using 6 of them.   The time had come to turn the water back on and check for leaks, tighten the system, and continue with the job of getting the tub and shower in.  The first one of Al’s plastic pieces of shit blew immediately, spraying water all over the furnace and water heater as well as the walls and floor.   Fred blamed the problem on incorrect installation (me) and reconfigured the plastic joiner.  I went to the street to turn the water on again.  The next one blew in seconds.  Since it was another one of my connections Fred again corrected my workmanship.  The third joiner never had a chance to blow as the yelling to “TURN IT OFF” reached me immediately.  Did I mention I was stressed?  At this point Fred worked on securing all the pipes and sent me to put the tub drain together.  I don’t know how often you put together a tub, but this is only my 2nd one in 15 years.  Just some advice though, tub drains come from the back pipe that vents, not the spot of the actual drain on the base of the tub, not directly over the hole you had to jackhammer in the cement floor, but about 4 inches behind that hole.  Add overwhelming rage to my growing stress.  Time to rethink.

Extra, just in case
 Being the geniuses we are (or maybe I should take this blame) that I am, I cut the galvanized straight through.  In a perfect world we would have decoupled the pipes at the threaded ends and worked from there, but when pipes run under a concrete slab with no access you don’t really have that option.  That night we watched Youtube videos of people threading pipes.  They all started with a professional plumber putting the pipe in a large American Made vise.  The torque generated by the threaders meant it would be nearly impossible to thread the pipes in place and we had little idea of what to do.  The next day after looking at pipe threading options at the rental store and the local ACE hardware I decided the only thing to do was call a professional.  We worked out a system to reroute the tub drain and Fred completed the sink drain.  His vacation wearing down and his calm demeanor likely slipping away, he left for home and the rest of his vacation time.  He also needed a shower.  We all did.  I’m happy to report that upon his return he texted me that he let the water run in his sink till it was “real cold” before filling his ice tray, what a guy.  It would be several more days before we had that option at the cabin.


4 days later the plumber showed up.  I had to get back to work and they charge lots of dollars for weekend visits so we waited, without any running water, until Tuesday.  (At this point I have to give a huge thanks to Clider.  Upon seeing the situation we were in he insisted that my Sweetie and I shower in his fully functional bathroom facilities.  I even got a shave!  He loaned us a big water jug and me some pipe wrenches which came in handy later, showed me his massive pex water system and reassured me that it was no picnic for him to have to plumb his home either.)  I had been dumping Liquid Wrench on the crusty galvanized pipes of the shower where a threaded joint was accessible and using the pipe wrench was able to get them free. I set those up and bought a new shower assembly to go in.   When the plumber showed up his solution for the cut pipes was to superheat a piece of plastic line and slide it over the galvanized.  While it cooled he used two threaded collars in opposite directions to ‘strangle’ the plastic pipe and as it cooled it shrunk around the ole pipe.  I turned the water on and it held.  His cost was only $80 and I was happy to pay it.  I did however wait nervously for the next 3 days for the fix to blow up and I’m still somewhat scared to bury it altogether.  

With the water on but still no tub and shower in the bathroom I spent my Thursday putting the shower together.  The reconfigured and elevated tub drain seemed to work and all the plumbing was holding when the tub went in.  I spent a good amount of time moving some wall structure to make the shower walls fit properly and after I drilled and cut the holes for the tub fixtures I put them together only to realize that I cut holes in the wrong side.  Did I mention I’ve got some stress issues?  That night I had only my 2nd shower in 10 days.  The water was lukewarm.

Saturday, April 20, 2013



I started looking through my phone and found these.
Bob after drinking a bottle of drink, but before I mistakenly pulled the boat  out from under him. 

 Learning to think like the enemy.

Diligently watching for birds, not sleeping.


Thursday, April 18, 2013

Even more Experter



Where I finally caught up to my tumbling bird.
Hello, as expert I realize that I am long overdue for a post, so here is said post. Turkey season started on Monday and we live in a fairly turkey rich area so I decided to make a point of getting out to hunt these giant birds in my back yard.

I spent the last two evenings with my buddy Otis, scouting the area and calling for birds.  We heard a few gobbles but didn't see anything moving, it was less eventful than a slow day of duck hunting but it was nice to at least hear some birds.  On Tuesday night we watched a pack of turkeys roost for the night about a  mile up from my house at the base of a steep canyon and decided we'd head out in the a.m. and hunt them.  Otis got the call to work at 5 a.m. so I ended up heading out alone in the morning.





I hiked out to the base of the canyon hoping that the birds would still be in the trees, allowing me to get above them for the fly down.  Nope, they were already on the ground and spreading out when I got there.  I heard a few discouraging gobbles from a group way up the canyon leading me to believe I was never going to find birds, but I decided to keep moving up in case there were more around.  A few minutes later I noticed another pack of 3 turkey just across the draw from me and decided that I might be able to move on them if I hurried, as I made that decision two more birds walked uphill just 25 feet in front of me.  I froze and waited for them to pass, I couldn't make out if they were hens or toms.

This became a game of hide and seek,  they would continuously move uphill and I would follow just out of sight, which was normally within 40ft or so thanks to the steepness and sharpness of the ridge we were headed up.  I kept trying to call them in, they either didn't care or were all hens, because it didn't even make them pause.  At this point I had gone twice as far  up the hill as I ever thought I would, I always see turkey down low and it never occurred to me that they climb this high.  It was starting to seem that I might never get a shot, and that they all must be hens.

Suddenly this big tom came flying in from across the valley and glided down into the group I was following.  He puffed up like the giant birds you see in the thanksgiving day illustrations,  he was huge, I've never seen a bird strut like this.  There was no question now, I found a tom.  Calling wasn't working so I ducked around the ridge and climbed as fast as I could above the flock.  I stopped to get a line on the birds when he stepped out with a hen from behind some brush, perfect line up maybe 35 feet away.

I pulled up the rusty jammer and popped him right in the head, then he started to roll.  I was worried, I've done a lot of reading about turkeys and apparently they can take off on you after they're hit.  He was rolling down hill and then pushing his way through bushes,  it took me a minute to catch up and put another one in his head.  At this point there were no brains left, but he was still trying to get away, like a chicken with his head cut off.  That first shot had been plenty, they are just hard wired to run.

This thing was 20lbs, had an 8 1/4" beard and 15/16" talons.  If you decide to turkey hunt, buy a vest with the built in bird bag, he was a little too big and heavy to walk out with under my arm or over my shoulder.  Tomorrow we roast him, next week I might have to pick up another tag.






Friday, April 05, 2013

Happy Birthday Bob






now make yourself one



Monday, April 01, 2013

Nestucca 2/3 (the day Fred saved my dogs life)

The morning started out as any morning would've while on vacation with Fred....hungover.  We went to the bait shop setting up our shuttle for the day with the expectations of a great day on the river.  With the information I had on this days float, I was expecting another mellow day with one class 2 rapid.  The lady at the bait shop said to just stay far left through the chute and I would avoid the rocks and that the rest of the float was straight forward.  We dropped the boat in and rowed across stream to set up the spinning rod (something we found in the cabin to drift along the side of the boat while we floated to our  next targeted water).  Fred threw the set up across stream and let it drift down.  I threw the set up to let it drift down, but I threw it into the overhanging tree's across stream instead.  I rowed us across and postioned the boat so that Fred could get the line untangled and we could move on down though the rapids.  While Fred was dealing with the line (with the rapids right below us), Waylon decided he was going to jump out of the boat.  So he jumped out of the boat and started going downstream.  I may be exagerating (due to adrenaline and lack of hydration at the time), but here's how I remember it..........."Fred!  Grab Waylon!!!"...  "Oh Shit!".....Fred drops the rod, I drop the oars to grab the rod and open the spool so the rod doesn't fall out of the boat, the spey rods that are hanging out of the back of the boat tangle in the shorline weeds and start coming out of the boat, I grab those then the oars again, Fred grabs Waylon by the loose skin on the neck and pulls him back into the boat, I row us back upstream and Fred untangles the line.  The shittiest 20 seconds of my life!  Phew!   We roll into the rapid and I stay far left.   DING!  Hit a rock.  The next 2.1 miles was crazy.  It took us 3 hours to float it involving a lot of scouting and even walking the boat through a section.  This was not the mellow float I was ready for, but the most technical rockiness of my time so far (all hungover).  After we made it through the craziness and found the first strecth of water we could fish.....of coarse, someone was fishing it.  The gentleman just shook his head when we told him we put in at Fourth Bridge expecting spey water.  The next crazy thing came 1 1/2 hours later.  We came to an island and all the water was pushing right.  Left looked ok, but rather shallow.  I chose right.  We came around the bend and Fred screams..."Pull left! Pull left!".  Thank god there was a soft piece of water to the left, otherwise we would've gone straight into a tree that had fallen across the channel sinking the boat for sure!  Did I mention this was the most stressful float of my life?  I'm wrapping this up.....we floated for an entire day, maybe fished an hour, and had an awesome meal that included more bourbon, more wine, more beer and grilled tuna belly with asian flare veggies and I don't remember going to bed (vacation with Fred yo).
you owe him your life!!!!!