Yar hardy hardily ho!  Har yar harr harr, harr yarr dardily do ho ho.

Matt wants access, Russell.  Give it to him again and maybe he'll use it this time.

Yar freakin har

Yardy Hardy Har Har Har

Ye hardies yo! Yar har har! Yo ho ho and a bottle of arrrr! Maties, we be yar har hardy ho! AAArrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!

Yar Har!  We be back! And it be time for another outing.  

Jack's Fork.  Memoriall Day weekend.  We'll be rondayvooing at vareyus times and from at leest four reejons so we need to get organized.  An unorganized pirate is a poor pirate.

Riverton Cabin Remembered

The frigid weather and desolate winter landscape has me thinking back to last January, to the float trip that didn't happen. Being on the Eleven Point would have been nice, but the cabin at Hufstedler's, with the big fire right outside the backdoor, was too warm and tempting compared to the 10 degrees outside.

Besides, it was still a cool trip. I killed my first deer, and Jeff took his Jeep off road for the first time. We found prehistoric girlie pictures in the old workshop and explored a creepy old house.

The thing I remember best is the slow pace and the stark calm of the landscape, and as hectic as things get around the holidays, I wouldn't mind heading back down there soon.

Pirate gets Married (and not to the Sea)

Congratulations Ed and Nikki!

Look, Admiral Otis is even in the picture, but he must have been in a cat-fight or a naval battle because he's missing an eye and a leg.

Weather change

Has anyone noticed it's gotten cooler since those Pirates in Somalia seized that ship?