Troutbirder II

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Thursday, April 14, 2011

Silly Troutbirder

At a loss for something intelligent to post this morning, I’m left with repeating an incoherent one from a couple of springs ago. Hang in there with me..... The Baron and I had done an overnighter at Myre-Big Island State Park.










The purpose was to test Baron's ability to spend the night camping without causing a ruckus, in any way, that might disturb other campers. He passed with flying colors. I had thought about going fishing on Albert Lea lake the next morning. No go. I forgot my fishing pole. Instead Baron and I opted to hike the "Big Marsh Trail." In the spirit of Gary Larson the following report may be too gross or childish for some tastes - therefore it is rated SM - Silly Mature.

It was early in the campground and very quiet. Baron strained at the leash ready to go. Things went well till he spotted a wandering squirrel. Dragging me down the road and barking at the same time was not a good beginning. Escaping the campground, I found the trail. It looked like we might be entering some sort of "black hole."

Because no one was about I let the big guy off his leash. Sometimes you just gotta run. Escaping from the "black hole" at warp speed, we followed the trail along the edge of the lake. Someone, in addition to the author, had laid an egg. It was Mother Goose. The intrepid explorer decided to test the water. I called him back, where naturally, he did his shaking thing getting me all wet. Further up the trail, the woods were covered with the fleeting glory of spring wildflowers. -


Shortly thereafter, we emerged from the deep woods to overlook the goal we had been seeking - the Great Marsh itself! Which brings me to the early development of my lifelong interest in great literature. In my youth, say at about 5th or 6th grade, young boys began sharing their interest in books by referring to such titles as "Under The Grandstand" by Seymour Butts. "How We Got To Bethlehem" by Don Keys, or "Yellow Rivers" by I.P. Daily. As I sat on the bench overlooking the swamp, and seeing some kind of yellow algae bloom on the water, I couldn't help but think of Mr. Daily’s famous book title. Sorry folks. Some mornings I just can't help myself.

18 comments:

  1. LOL - I agree. It kinda looks that way. It was a beautiful spot back beyond that hole even with the yellow river abloom.

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  2. Lovely place to go exploring! My big black lab's name is Baron also. :) Thanks for stopping by my blog and leaving a comment! I really appreciate it!

    (love those dutchman's britches - haven't seen those since I was a kid in Wisconsin oh so many years ago...)

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  3. Fun post, TB! Nice photos to accompany too!

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  4. Lovely photos. Butt, are you joking, again? At first, I was like, I never heard of those books, then it dawned on me... hey, it's morning and I still haven't haven't had my tea, yet, before reading I.P Daily in the loo.

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  5. The flower pics are worth seeing again. I love woodland plants.

    Silly Troutbirder, Trix are for kids. (that's what I thought when I read your post title.)

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  6. Pretty funny post, TB! I'd say losing face with your fellow campers and getting doused by Baron were worth what you found down that black hole in the trail.

    As for Mr. Daily? SAM tells me that the gentleman writes under an assumed name around here: Mr. Hourly is his name.

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  7. The Light at the end of the tunnel! ;-) Guess Baron knew what he was doing all along. ha. Btw: Those Spring wildflowers look exactly like what I'm seeing here these days!! How's your Spring coming?

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  8. Did you read "It wasn't Me" by Ivan Alibi, or "What's in the barnyard" by Hu Flung Dung, or perhaps "Desert Crossing" by I Rhoda Camel." I loved them all. When my kids learned them as well, I never once let them know the jokes were older than I.

    Keep following Baron. He always livens up the walk.

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  9. Wow, what a beautiful place. I really enjoyed going along on your trip. Thank you for stopping by my blog. I am really glad I returned the favor.

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  10. Ahh those wonderful books, i remember laughing so well when we shared them.

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  11. It is good to revisit the past..Dutchmans Breetches..I am SO Envious now..I look and look for them every spring...living in southern Minnesnowda has its advantages..It is spitting snow here now..bet you only get rain:)

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  12. Great, amusing post! Lovely photos. And I say: Run, Baron.

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  13. Your posts are never boring! I haven't heard of author I. P. Daily in years. I love the wildflowers you found on the other side of the black hole.

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  14. I always enjoy your posts and don't see how you can ever run out of things to post-you are just so creative and lead such a neat and free life with Baron. Thanks for sharing the SM. Cute for sure.

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  15. That was fun! Your Baron is a pooch extraordinaire! Such beautiful wildflowers, too - reminds me of some of the montane species we might encounter up in the high Sierras in California.

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  16. It looks nice and sunny there and so much green! it think you slipped right past spring and on to summer! Color me jealous!!!!

    xo Catherine

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  17. I'm so glad you can't help yourself...your posts are always amusing and informative.

    My grandson 3rd grade grandson would very much enjoy the books you and your friends enjoyed when you were boys:) He just finished reading Where The Red Fern Grows and he's informed me that the H word and D word are both in there and he wants to know why there's a silent n at the end of the D word.

    I never tire of seeing the first spring flowers. They are really something special.

    donna

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  18. What lovely flowers you have in your neck of the woods! Gary Larson's a classic & a really brilliant guy--thanks for sharing that comic--just hysterical!
    Sorry for my recent absence, btw. Spring's the busiest time of year for my visual arts business & I've been taking full advantage.

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