Wednesday, May 9, 2018

Shasta Lake...

Lake Shasta with Mt Lassen in the distance

Love being on the water, especially early in the morning when the lake is like glass...
Yesterday, my BIL & SIL took me fishing on Shasta Lake.  All the years I spent time on that lake I never fished for bass. Have no idea why not. That has now been rectified and I'm hooked. What a good day!

We caught about fifty bass, only kept the legal limit, and returned the rest back to the lake.

the pros

I'm quite sure I would have caught diddlysquat without the tutoring of my BIL & SIL. 

one of the coves we fished
casting for my dinner

When we got back to their place, my BIL showed me how to fillet bass, and my SIL made the yummiest fish tacos I've ever eaten for dinner. I did the dinner dishes, which seemed a pretty poor thank you for all their effort, and a glorious day on the water.

Saturday, May 5, 2018

Closer to being a Wanderer of the West...

Willie and I are starting our second week of staying in the travel trailer at my BIL & SIL in RB. We are getting a feel for living in one.  Though the travel trailer I hope to get, will be much smaller, I think we will do just fine.
First eye surgery went well, one more this coming Thursday, and then recovery time... After that I'm hopefully off to the river house on the Columbia in Oregon.  Going to get my travel trailer and pickup up there as no sales tax, YAY!  
Final paperwork on the estate has been sent to the judge and will be on his docket the 29th of May. After he signs, I can close out this chapter.  It has taken way longer than it should have, but will be behind me soon.
I love RB, and will miss it, friends, and family. Trying to get as many normal health care things taken care of as possible ahead of leaving. Squared away with voter registration for One more time to vote as a Californian.  Need to find another bank/credit union to use while on the road, and sort out how I will get mail.  
Will leave you with a few photos from my BIL & SIL place. My BIL is a retired co sheriff's detective, and my SIL (the Cowman's sister) is an attorney's admin assistant, who will be retiring this year. They are so talented, and such hard workers (neat nicks). I'm blessed that they have taken me in for the time I need to be here for the eye surgeries, and that they said I could use the spare bathroom in the main house anytime!

Wednesday, April 25, 2018

On the road again...

 Had dinner on the river with Marymine and all the grandkids last night. What a fun bunch. Colt has such a quick dry whit, he had us rolling with laughter.

Packed up and ready to hit the road for RB to spend a couple weeks with my SIL & BIL while I have the cataract surgeries. 
First eye surgery is a go for Thursday at 6:05 AM. Yeehaw!
Estate accountant called to let me know the tax filings are ready for me to sign and the final accounting has been given to the attorney to file with the court.  
My brother has thrown everything he can think of at all of us, demand on top of demand, and in the process cost the estate money, and ultimately him money.  In the process alienating those who are only trying to get us through this in a correct and legal manner.  I have to hold my piece, just a little longer, and do what Dad asked me to do.

Sunday, April 22, 2018


Weather has been changeable, 80 one day, windy and wet and cold the next. The guys are really scrambling to get their crops in between storms. Tomatoes are being planted at a terrific pace. 

We've got some awesome girls in this family: 

Great niece, Finley, is fearless. 

As is my youngest GD Miss B!  She was at Shriner's Childrens Hospital in Portland to get measured for new kicks.

GD Jacey had to work yesterday, and she had a track meet. Went to work took her lunch to run the track meet, and then back to work.

GD Lauren has been working on her '72 pickup at night with her brother & dad.  They extended the cab, in order for her to have more room inside. 

Almost done.

Lauren's BFF & Lauren, the police cruiser was not there because of them, or so I was told...

 I went in last week to do the intake paper work for the eye surgery next week at the hospital in RB. Was feel'n good and a bit cocky, never a good thing. One would think I would learn from past experience. Nope.
Met with the nice young male RN, we got to talking and he was a Navy corpsman (like my grandson Cody) that went on to become a RN. Then when he asked where I was born, I found out that he was raised just down the road a piece, just a whole lot later.  Small world.
Answered all the questions, and he said "you are amazingly healthy". I was basking in all this praise for an ol cowgirl all the way back here. Woke up the next morning with the beginning of a head cold. Dammit! Feeling better today, but will call the doc tomorrow to see if I have to reschedule, sure hope not as I have people lined up to help me, and I hate to juggle their schedules anymore than I have to.

Monday, April 16, 2018

Gone loopy...

Sunday another gal and I cowgirled up and went with a friend to the 1st memorial roping in honor of her husband who passed away recently.
She wasn't sure how many were going to make it to this team roping.  From the size of the crowd at his recent memorial service, I could'a told her that it was going to be a bunch. 
People came from far and near. They ended up with a little over 300 teams.
Weather always is a factor, when it's an outdoor arena. We had sunshine to start, and then the wind kicked up, clouds rolled over, sunshine, and more wind. Lots of wind, made it interesting and dusty. By the end of the day, we figured we were wearing a good portion of the arena. I'm still finding dirt in places that only the wind knows how it got there.

Monday, April 9, 2018

Spring Valley revisited...

Willie and I have been taking little road trips in the areas where the Cowman and I have lived. I have cataract surgery coming up in a couple weeks and hope to get in as many field trips as possible down here before I go up to RB for those.

The Spring Valley ranch is on the West side of the valley. I haven't been back that way for a long time. So I packed a lunch and we took off to see how things had fared over the years.

There is an old sheep ranch at the turn off of the blacktop. 
ewes on a hilltop

Amazingly the old rams club was still around just as you got onto the gravel road.

There were lots of cattle further on, (and for some reason I didn't take any pics of them.) 
The smell of sunshine after a rain, sweet grass, and cows make it a good place to be this time of year.


 Spent a lot of hours a horseback in that rugged country. It's beautiful this time of year when it's green and the creeks are running.

Our house is right above the center of the gate, (can't believe they painted that clear cedar white).

 The ranch runs to the top of that far ridge line.  It is actually one of the smallest ranches we lived on. Acres only count as they relate to carrying capacity.

They have power out there now. There was no power when we lived there. (We had a big CAT diesel generator for power.)  

There is a photo of the house just after we finished building it in this post:

There was an abundance of wild hogs, elk, deer, rattlesnakes (overabundance), and the occasional bear.


Tuesday, April 3, 2018

Pistols at ten paces...

 To start off the weekend we had a work day at Marymine's on Saturday.  All the kids showed up to help get things in order for Easter.

  I pulled weeds out of the borders and planted all the pots around the pool with blooming flowers. Lauren cleaned Marymine's house, Cody cleaned around his house, Colt fixed the potholes in the road, & repaired a leaky waterline from the well. Marymine and Ali went shopping for all the food and drink. Saturday was a long day for all of us, we finally finished up with the chores around 9:30 pm.

Easter turned out to be a beautiful day. All the kids got an Easter basket.

 Pistols at ten paces works especially well if Nanny is the only one who got pistols in her Easter basket...

The kids played corn hole and other games, where the rivalry was intense.  

Meanwhile the dogs went swimming in the pool and generally ran around. 

Willie (look at that form), Duke, Dingo, Dozer, & Peanut

 Dozer (Tyler's) lab kept wanting someone to throw the retriever dummy in the pool so he could dive in and retrieve it. Duke (Colt's) choc lab decided he wasn't waiting, grabbed the dummy from Dozer and he flung it into the pool.  He did it over and over for Dozer to fetch. Gotta love that Duke, he's an ol soul.

We filled our plates with BBQ tri-tip, and all the fix'ins and took them out to the picnic table by the pool.  As we were starting to set to, Cody began laughing. He looked at Lauren and said, "I know you're the one who wrote Happy Easter on the blackboard in cursive, because you forgot to erase the tiny printed Easter above it..."  We all looked and sure enough she had. Nothing much gets past this crew.

After a day full of blessings we settled down by the fire pit to share tall tales of Easters past.

Sunday, April 1, 2018

Happy Easter

Here's a story from another Easter:

Saturday, March 24, 2018

No time like the present...

It has been cold and wet around here lately. Today it was just cold. 

Since Willie and I had agreed to go to RB with a friend to watch her grandson team rope, I layered up with a turtle neck, a flannel shirt, and a weatherproof jacket on top. On the bottom half there were a pair of leggings under jeans, and mocs with heavy socks.

  We had a good trip up, and though her grandson's header missed giving them a no time, it was great to see her grandkids.

Other high school ropers warm'n up.

As we were driving back into her place I took a pick of some of her yearlings.

She said "Don't take a picture of them now, wait a week when they won't be so scruffy look'n!"  
I told her, "If I take one now then I have an excuse for coming back in a week to take more pics!"

Up at the house I got to meet the newest member of her family,  a Minnie Aussie pup, named Cooper.  He is going to be her show & stud dog.

My friend's husband passed away recently.  She's a strong woman, and has lots of support from family and friends, still the transition is a big one.


Sunday, March 18, 2018


Dad's been gone a year as of yesterday. Lost my best fish'n, shoot'n, golf'n, fly'n, and travel'n buddy. Sure miss those twinkling eyes, that dry humor, and his shenanigans.

Willie's GPS tracker is working like a charm. Why the heck didn't I get one a long time ago, well because my old phone wouldn't support the required app. My old phone was way past the expiration date, and the kids all said I needed to get a new phone. Not that I listen to them, but  I went and got a new phone and changed carriers while I was at it.  The kids may be rethinking their encouraging me to do so, as Nanny works around the place with music blaring from her new phone.

 Yesterday evening I got home to find Willie acting like he had something stuck in his mouth. I couldn't see anything, but knew something was there. Called the emergency vet, got Willie an appt and we headed out.  Fortyfive minutes driving and a short wait later he was seen by the vet. Sure enough he had gotten three small sticks crosswise in the back of his mouth. They were removed and after considerable lightening of my wallet, we were on our way home.  I would have much rather gone on a St Patrick's pub crawl with the kids, and think Willie would have, too.

Monday, March 12, 2018

Sunday with film at 4:30...

Test day for Walkabout Willie's GPS tracker by Whistle3.  After a few glitches getting it set up on my phone, it was put on his collar, and he was turned loose. He stayed close to me for a while, til he figured out he wasn't on a lead, then off he headed to visit the pack at Marymine's. Ping went my phone, "heads up Willie is 500 ft from home" and it showed me where he was on the map. YeeHaw, So far so good!
XSIL C (it's amicable) & grandson Colt finished mounting the motor on the frame for granddaughter Lauren's "off to college in the fall pickup".  (This is the third vehicle C & grandkids have rebuilt together.)

Colt used the forklift to gently put the cab on the frame and the boys bolted her down.

Progress is being made.  Kids tend to take better care of things they have helped to build.

photo by S. Beckley

 I laugh when someone says, "I could never live in the country, the quiet would drive me crazy!"
Sure it can be quiet on occasion, but more often than not it is a bit noisy, especially when the neighbors are having a disagreement...