A Note From Stinky, etc.

My belly does NOT look like that.

Hi there.  I just thought I’d tell you about my big week before Mom gets started on fishing, weather and all that other stuff.  First, I had my very first trip to the dump!  I wanted to ride along and boy was it neat!  All the great smells were very exciting.  Then Mom showed me the bears!! I blew my coat all over the place and my tail got HUGE.  I wasn’t so crazy about that part.

We had that pesky baby squirrel here at Camp, Nuts.  Well, Kyle, Aunt Becky and Mom thought it would be cool to see what I’d do with the baby.  I was fine with it being near me.  I even smelled him.  Then he tried to get milk from me(!)  Enough already.  I was done.  Kyle took the squirrel home to Ear Falls last weekend to give it freedom.  Fine by me.

Lastly, when Mom returned from her walk in the rain yesterday I was waiting by the window well that faces the Bear’s Den.  I wanted to show her something:

Where's Waldo?

There were a bunch of frogs and toads in there!  There were 8 yesterday and 10 today!  They’ve made their own little terrarium I guess.  Anyway, I’m glad someone finally paid attention and looked in there.  That’s about it for my big week.  Thanks for listening.

OK.  Now on with the business at hand.  Last week was a little tough on our anglers.  Holy cow was it windy for two straight days.  Curtis and his kids went out both days and did well, especially Friday.  Sean had one of his best fishing days ever at Camp!  I was so impressed that Sean and Katrina would go out–it was very nasty.  That family makes the most of their week, though:)  Maggie had to do a bit of work, but everyone still found time to fish, play cards, pick blueberries(!) and just hang.  It’s so nice to see a family that really wants to be together and get away from it all.

Our other guests were all new (except Stuart who hadn’t been here in ages).  We had a nice group looking for smallies and big northerns.  They found both species, just not the sizes they’d hoped for.  Cabin 3’s group got into some nice perch which pleased them.  Our Kansas guys had a blast and even used our guy Kyle as a guide.

This week has been quite rainy thus far.  It rains for a quick spell, then clears and is pretty, then just pours, then clears, etc.  It has done this for three days.  Our guests have gotten wet several times.  They are having a good time, though.  Our newbies from Indiana are getting the hang of things.  Here’s one of their young members after fishing with Steve today:

We had a planned power outage on Sunday.  I picked berries (!) in the morning and fished in the afternoon–pretty good day in my opinion.  Steve and I hit a spot between 2nd and 3rd Lakes.  We did well.  We probably released a dozen or so eater-sized walleyes in less than two hours.  We both had on 1/8 jigs and minnows.  I was casting out and bottom-bouncing back; Steve was vertical jigging most of the time.  We were in 16-20′ of water, which is exactly what Curtis had reported for depth as well. 

We continue to have goose problems.  During one of the downpours I noticed that they all faced the storm and the breasts of the younger ones bubbled out.  I know it sounds weird but here’s a photo:

It was more pronounced on the younger geese.  After the storm passed, their chests returned to normal.  We really have too many of these pooping machines…

I forgot to share this cool photo with you.  The Evers guys come every year in June.  Dad has caught some big northerns along the way.  Here’s a cool photo of one trying to take his walleye off the line:

Check out this incredible sunset from two nights ago:

silver sunsets are cool

Our friend Eric remembered to share some of his photos with us.  Take a look:

He always finds big smallies!

See what I mean?

OK, walleye too.

Son Trevor seems to have the knack.

Buddy Sam also seems to know the score.

Your father-in-law might not wanna' come back if you don't share your secrets with him!

These guys find time to do lots of stuff besides fish:

hangin'

swimmin'

sight-seein'

Thank you kindly:)

But what these guys do BEST….

is EAT! Behold the walleye baconator sandwich!

Those Kansas boys sure like their big beef!

Well, that’s probably enough for now.  We should be getting some photos from Curtis, et. al this week (hint, hint).  In the meantime, I’m not sure what I’ll be doing…