The Joys of Grandparenthood!

 There is nothing that brings a smile to a grandparent's face and a glow in their heart like watching their grandchildren. Watching your lifelong dreams and wishes come true as you watch your dear sweet grandchild treat their parent just as your child treated you the day you yelled "I hope someday you have a child just like you!"

What parent hasn't thought or even said those words? I was reminded of that scenario when our daughter Jessica called to tell us a story about her precious 8-year-old little girl. Now, Jessica was a pretty good kid growing up a little sass but not too much. The most challenging thing about raising her was her competitiveness. She had to win everything she participated in. Her main sport growing up was skiing. Downhill slalom. She was good.....and competitive. If she did not get first there was no consoling her. She was not sad, she was mad. You could not even talk to her, you just had to leave her alone. Often times if she did not win she would go directly to the car get in the back seat and not say a word the entire ride home. Oh, and it was not just skiing. To this day, Barb and I will not play board games with her as we were too traumatized from having boardgame after boardgame flipped in the air when she would learn she was not going to win. Whoever owns that house now is probably still finding Monopoly pieces tucked in vents and crevices in that house. 

So, when she called the other day to tell us how frustrated her little girl is because the other girls on her soccer team were not as fast or as good as her, all we could do is laugh. And they have not even played, let alone, lost a game yet! Payback is so sweet sometimes!  

Don't let those innocent smiles fool you, mother (left) and daughter (right) both have the same competitive streaks!

We had one big project this week. Here's a clue.....does anyone know what this tool is for? If you have ever done any concrete work, you definitely know!

That is a rebar tying tool. To the left of it are the ties. The first step in preparing the garage was getting everything flat and level at an even 4". Next up is to lay out the rebar in a 2'x2' grid and tie all the sections together. Each and every one of those intersections have to be tied. Roughly 150 ties.

Once that was done I put the form board on the left side and we were ready for concrete!

The truck arrived promptly at 9:30 and backed right into the garage. It sure is nice having tall garage doors that he could back right into, saved a lot of wheelbarrow time! We poured 1/3 at a time. laying out about 10', screed it, bull float it and carry on to the next 10-foot section.  

We had the whole thing poured in about an hour. Once it was all poured Kevin bull floated it and Barb did the edging. Me? Well, the picture below speaks for itself. That's me, on the left supervising Kevin has he hand finished the entire pad. He would bounce around on two pieces of Styrofoam putting the final touches on it.(see above right picture). 

Well, while Kevin was doing some of that Barb and I led the concrete truck down to the windmill where we pour the sonotubes for the windmill bases.

Just as we were finishing up and the truck was coming up the valley is started snowing. We finished just in time! All in all we finished at 3:45, a little over 6 hours from start to finish. 

We did get a couple of other small jobs done this week. We finished the dog wash and the dogs are excited for heir first showers! 

Zoey does not mind going in there, but Dakota was less than excited. 

This week was not all work however, we did get out a couple of times to go shed hunting. The deer and most of the elk have shed their antlers so we set out to find some! I got out three times with Barb and the dogs and once with Kevin. On our trek Barb and I checked out the calving situation at the neighbor's ranch. 

Another day we jumped in the side by side to search another area.

We walked several miles in some of the most beautiful country you will find. It is like looking for a needle in a haystack but even if you do not find any sheds, it is great to get out and see the country. 

One of our adventures brought us to the border of Wind Cave NP

Alas, Barb and I did not find any but Kevin did find this beauty!

We also got out on the town twice this week! Once over to our friends Doug and Lisa where Lisa cooked up the trout Doug and I caught the week before and another night we went to the Do It Best customer appreciation event at The Beacon in Custer.

In other news, I got Barb's sliver out! Remember how Barb had gone to the doctor not once but twice in an attempt to get this yearlong sliver out of her finger only to end up with stiches and a referral to a general surgeon? Well, I did not know I was a General or a Surgeon, but I went after it with a nail clipper, created a hole, squeezed her finger and that sucker popped right out! Barb threw it away before I could get a picture of it but Barb says her finger feels much better. Well except for that hole I dug in it!

With Mother's Day fast approaching I think I found the perfect present for Barb. No, it is not a new rifle or even anything hunting related. Check these babies out! What woman would not just die for a pair of these?

She can simultaneously mop the floor as she is preparing meals in the kitchen. Genius! Dino, Harry, all you guys out there should follow my lead and buy these for your spouses. Trust me, it will make for a Mother's Day you will never forget!

Punching Holes

I was first introduced to ice fishing as a youngster at my dad's place in Shell Lake Wisconsin. Since then, I have always had a passion for punching holes through the ice. When I was 12ish, my dad bought me a small two-man portable icehouse where I spent hours and hours trying to catch the ever-elusive walleyes and northerns that lurked the depths of the ice-covered lake. 

When I first started, I did not have an auger, so I had to seek out holes that had been abandoned by other fisherman. I remember always looking for the ones that had blood around them, as blood meant the other fisherman was successful or something went horribly wrong. With luck, the holes would only be lightly frozen over and I could usually punch back through with the heel of my foot, other times some fisherman would drill holes for me.  At some point I acquired a hand auger and began punch my own holes!

My fondest memories of that era was fishing with my brother Bob, or my friend Tom, up at my dad's place. We would go out and set up our tip ups and head back to the cabin to watch them. When a flag went up we would run to the tip up a couple hundred yards away. The first one to the tip up got to pull up the fish. We would do whatever it took to be the first one to the hole, there was pushing, tripping and wrestling involved along the way and often times the fish was long gone by the time we got there. Later, the actually running part was replaced by snowmobiles but still the first one there got to pull up the fish. We would race up to the holes, dive off our snowmobiles trying to time our slide so we would stop right at the hole. Our sleds would finally come to a stop hundreds of feet later. 

Memories that will last a lifetime for sure. It is because of these years that I have such a hard time with the cold now. I frostbit my fingers and toes so many times that even the slightest cold causes pain now. But that did not stop me from loving the ice. In fact, Barb and I spent our honeymoon in an ice house on Mille Lacs Lake in Minnesota. I know ladies, still your hearts, when Barb hooked me, she hooked a keeper!

So, when I got a call from my friend Doug asking me if I wanted to ice fish a couple of lakes within Custer State Park I could not say yes quick enough! I have not been ice fishing since.... 2013 before we hit the road. I had brought back all my equipment from Forrest's on our last trip so I was ready to go!

Fishing here in the hills is a lot different than "back east". Here, the predominant target species is trout and the ice is only a foot or so thick instead of the 2-4' ice in Wisconsin. As such, you have to walk out to your fishing spot rather than driving your truck and the ice is a lot easier to punch holes in. 

The temps were well into the 50's when we hit the ice. There was a good 12-14" of ice so even with these temps it would last another week or so. We fished two lakes over the next 6 hours catching a variety of fish. 

The scenery was incredible!

Doug and I decided early on that there would be no running or wrestling to get to the fish. One of us would break a hip for sure! It was not long until I felt that familiar tap, tap on the end of my line. I set the hook and reeled in.... a bullhead?!?! My first fish through the ice in nearly 10 years is a bullhead? Back down the hole he went and soon BAM! I set the hook again, this time it was fighting like a big fish. Could it be the elusive rainbow trout we were after? Nope, a snake northern. Next up was Doug, or should I say Doug's rod, as a fish hit it and pulled it right down the hole! Well, this trip just got a little more expensive! We stared down the hole in disbelief, shrugged our shoulders and continued on fishing.

Doug with a monster bullhead and my small northern

It was not long before Doug pulls a nice rainbow through the hole so we had one in the bucket! We switched lakes a couple hours later and did much better. Landing about a dozen trout, 6 of which went into the bucket. 

At the end of the day, we loaded up, got back in the truck and looked into the mirror, we were both sunburned! It was a great day on the ice and I now have the itch to get out some more!

Back at home, Barb and I have been working on a couple of things. 

Barb has been working on a clothes drying rack in the laundry room. Why would one need a drying rack in their laundry room when you have a perfectly functioning dryer? Well, I asked that same question. Apparently the fabric used in women's jeans does something weird when in the dryer. So it is against the laws of laundry to put ladies jeans into the dryer. Thankfully this same phenomenon does not affect men's jeans. Who knew?!?

So Barb set out to make a drying rack with some left over wood from Dan and Bonnie's. She looked at dozens of designs on the internet and could not find one she liked so she used ideas from several and came up with her own design. 

She did a great job, and she now has her drying rack for less than $10!

With the weather so nice, I got the itch to work on something outside so I went and bought some angle iron and worked on refurbishing the bent crossmembers on the windmill. I would like to see if we can get it up before we leave but that might just be a pipe dream. 

I had to replace a total of 10 or so crossmembers but now she is ready to be raised! We constructed the base and brought it down to where we think we want it. We will leave it there for a few days and see how we like it there. 

The red circle is the third location we have tried. I think it is the final one. First one was too close, we want it to be part of the landscape not the main feature. 

View from the windmill looking back up towards the house.

A couple days later Kevin came over with his skidsteer and we punched more holes. This time in the ground for the windmill anchors. Next step will be concrete and angle iron in the concrete to attach it to. 

The following two days were spent at Dan and Bonnies installing their flooring. But first I needed to bring Renaldo over to their house. Since bringing home and hanging Forrest's elk, Renaldo needed a new home, Dan and Bonnie volunteered to adopt him! So Renaldo took a little ride in the back of the truck and found a new home!

The flooring project went well. We started out in the hallway and worked our way into the kitchen and living room. Between the 4 of us we each had a role. Kevin was putting the planks into place. I was the cutter, Barb and Bonnie went through each of the pieces of wood and picked the perfect plank for each spot (Dan was working). The first picture below is Kevin starting the first row. The second picture is my favorite. Barb and Bonnie would lay out a row and step back and look at it deciding if they liked the layout of each row, moving pieces around until they were happy. The picture was totally unstaged but they both had their hands on their foreheads as they examined the layout!

By the end of the first day we had about 1/2 of the house done. The following day, we got the rest done!

End of day 1 on the left, Kevin putting in the last piece in the middle and a view back on the right!

I was told by not just one, but two people that we needed to feature Dakota more in the blog. Not everything can be about that little annoying dog (LAD for short). However, it is nearly impossible to get a picture of Dakota without the LAD getting in the picture because the LAD is always on or near Dakota. So, here are a few pictures of Dakota (and that LAD) that I took throughout the week. 

The first picture is how the girls spend most of their day, laying on their beds in the living room. Always together. They get out for walks a couple times a day but they are always running when outside and it is too hard to take pictures of them out there. The second picture is Dakota looking excited about to get a treat!

This is my view when I look down anytime I am eating. This was at lunch today as a matter of fact. 

This next picture is of the LAD all by herself when she decided that she should crawl into the toy basket and sit on top of all their toys. 

The last two pictures are at bedtime. Zoey (I mean the LAD) jumps up on the bed as soon as she sees us walk into the bedroom. Dakota will sit at the side of the bed and wait for permission to jump up. The LAD will crouch down like a tiger waiting to attack. As soon as Dakota jumps up Zoey will latch onto Dakota's lips like a pit viper. The picture beside that is the attention I get when eating popcorn as they both know I cannot resist giving them each a piece. Dog life is good!

Although our departure date for our big summer adventure is still weeks away, we have a lot to do. We have made a list of "Must Do's" and "Want to Do's" that we are going to attack in the next few weeks. If the weather cooperates and our energy levels remain high we just might get it all done!

People Suck

Those words echo through my head after hanging up with our son the other day. As a parent we try to protect our children from the realities of life and even though he is 35, it still breaks my heart to hear him say it. People do suck. Putin sucks. As a matter of fact, pretty much all politicians suck, some just suck less than others. 

Living in the country, I feel like there are less sucky people here, maybe it is because there are fewer people. Maybe it is because we are not working and are not forced to interact with sucky people. But they are still out there. Forrest's situation was a simple one but just another reminder. He found a 5th wheel hitch on Marketplace that would be perfect for their truck, so he called the woman, they settled on a price and set up a pick up time. When he gets there later that day, she had sold it to someone else. Frustrating. Frustrating that she did not keep her word and frustrating that there are so many people out there who don't show up that she felt the need to sell it to this guy before the time she arranged with Forrest. 

The great part about retiring and hitting the road or moving to a new area is that you can basically start fresh. Leaving all the sucky people who entered your life behind yet maintain contact with those you like. In our 5-years fulltiming, we only met one or two people who suck, but then we moved on and did not maintain contact with them. 

How we were raised has a lot to do with your personality, how you react to certain situations and sometimes your general outlook on life. A friend of ours (a non-sucky person) recently posted something on Facebook that resonated with me. Life is 10% what happens to you and 90% of how you react to it. Truer words have never been spoken and I try to remind myself that in the scheme of life those little setbacks are really minor. 

I don't know what my point is behind all this, maybe just a reminder that God is good, treat every day as a blessing and don't let the little things control your life. Those, my inspirational words of the week for you Dino.... you are welcome. 

Speaking of little things, this is a picture of Barb's finger. 

This story starts over a year ago when Barb got a sliver in her finger when we were at Forrest's. We both thought it would work its way out but over the course of the year it didn't and continued to hurt. She has been to the doctor twice trying to get it out. The first time the doctor dug around but had no luck. The 2nd time, they numbed her finger and put a scalpel to it. They sliced her finger open and although the doctor could feel it, she could not get it out. She now has 3 stiches and a referral to the general surgeon.... for a sliver!

We have not been real motivated to work on projects this week. Barb finished grouting the dog wash and it is just waiting for me to install the faucet before the girls can have their first showers!

My projects included finishing the construction of the dresser drawers (not picture worthy yet) and installing the camper tie downs on the new truck. We went with Torklift tiedowns. All the other tie downs we had on our other trucks we had installed. This time I was going to install them myself! Should be easy right? Well, not quite as easy as I hoped.

Front set of tie downs

Rear set

All was going well until the directions said "Disconnect and sperate parking brake cables and pull back through frame" No problem I can do that! Then I saw the nut I needed to remove. No matter when I tried, I could not get a wrench on that little nut wedged into that crevice. 

I've got to back that tensioning nut all the way out of there. 

If only I had a thinner wrench! I don't have a thinner wrench but I can make one. But I don't want to ruin one of my good wrenches.... Wait! Barb has a cheap wrench set! With the use of a sidegrinder, about 5 minutes later I had just the tool I needed! Genius!

Sorry Barb.....

Once I had that nut off, I pulled back the cables, install the new bracket, rethreaded the cables through the new backet and reconnected everything. Not easy, but doable. This is what the bracket looked like all done with the cables back in place.

That first one took me about 2 hours, the remaining 3, I had done in an hour as there was nothing in the way. 

We are one step closer to putting the camper on the new truck!

Sunday afternoon we hit the road with Kevin and Cheryl to do a little Jeeping! 

We hit the Forest Service Roads. These roads are unmaintained during the winter. Some area used fairly frequently, others not so much. We started out on a fairly well used road but it eventually became less and less traveled until we were driving in a couple of ruts in 4 wheel drive. Then we came upon a Suburban in the ditch.  

Upon closer inspection we discovered that the truck had not one, but two occupants! A husband and wife from Rapid City who had already been there for a couple of hours and were waiting on a wrecker they had called in from Rapid. 

"No, problem we will get you out!" I was going to pull up and around Kevin so we could hook our Jeeps together and pull them back on the road. I had to go through a ditch to do it but I had a Jeep so it should not be a problem. 

Now we had two vehicles stuck! At least there was a wrecker on the way! Kevin was able to pull me back on the road so we decided to hook our Jeeps together and pull him backwards onto the road. 

We were able to pull him backwards along the ditch but not back onto the road. It just was not going to happen. We were just packing up when a group of 7 Jeeps pulled up from the other way and were going to give it a try. We had had enough so we left them to their fun and headed on our way. By the way, two side notes here. The guy said the wrecker that was coming was going to charge him $185 for the tow, $5/mile (each way) in travel and a $70 chain up fee because he was on an unmaintained road. Since he was about 50 miles from Rapid, the milage alone was going to be $500! The second thing was that his wife never made an appearance. We were there for over an hour dragging his truck down the ditch and we never saw her. I finally asked him where his wife was. "Laying down in back". Somehow we got the impression that she was not a happy camper!

From there we headed to Hill City for supper. We went to Desperado where the food was just okay but the desserts were incredible! Kevin got a brownie with whip cream, ice cream and sprinkles. Kevin told the Server that he deserved a really big dessert because he did his good deed for the day. This is what she came back with!

And he didn't even share!

With the warmer weather, the snow is melting, and the turkeys are getting really active. Spring is their mating season so the hens are clucking, the toms are gobbling and strutting their stuff. They are pretty much here constantly, even hanging out in the trees when they are not eating. 

             

I think the hens hang out in the trees so the toms will stop chasing them. 

Zoey is really enjoying this warmer weather. She wanders from spot to spot in the house seeking areas where the sun is shining though the window looking for the perfect nap spot. Funny how dogs learn to find these. (Nancy, do you like the quilt in the background?!?!?)

The remainder of the week we have something going on everyday so it is going to be a quick and busy week. Now Barb needs to proof read this before I post it and find out that I took a sidegrinder to her wrench. Remember Honey, it is not what happens, it is how you react to it, please react gently!