Late season trout fishing...not

The trout season in the high sierra's ends October 31st so we thought it would be nice to get in one last fishing trip before the season closed. We (my fishing partner Wally and I) headed out late Wednesday afternoon for Mammoth Lakes; Wally owns a condo there and it's been our base of operations for many years. As we arrived at the condo we were greeted by a mother bear and her 2 cubs. They appeared to be standing guard over the trash dumpster which fortunately was locked. The picture above is upper and lower twin lakes at Mammoth Lakes and shows just how beautiful it can it be regardless of weather. Our plan was to fish upper twin lake at Bridgeport Thursday and Gull lake (part of the June lake loop) Friday. We rented a boat at upper twin and headed out for a days fishing. Shortly after leaving the boat dock we encountered conditions that made fishing almost impossible. Winds were 30 MPG generating wave and white caps; it was like victory at sea. Little did we know that a major storm was heading our way which would eliminate most all of our earlier plans. Bottom line... winds continued throughout the day and into Friday evening. Temperatures dropped to 18 degrees and there was 4" to 6" of snow everywhere. We headed home Saturday morning stopping just south of Bishop to fish the Owens river. No fish anywhere to be found.

Pictured below: Leaving snow covered Mammoth Lakes and Wally fishing the Owens river.

Game #1 for the Dragons ends in a tie

Earlier this year it was Baseball (T-Ball) but now it's the season for Soccer. Bracken plays for the Dragons and this was his 1st game. The game started at 10:15 AM and the mid-day sun came early (97 degrees). Bracken will be 5 next month so at this level of competition there is no score keeping, and the clock runs continuously; every game is a tie. They break every 15 minutes for water and there are 3 breaks per game, including 1/2 time.

Bracken is taking a water break and also a free kick.

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Long lost relatives share great news

Earlier this week I connected with my aunt Polly who I hadn't heard from in a few years. She's a young 80 years old, the youngest in my dad’s family of 16 children. She had emailed me several years ago but for whatever reason I had lost her email address. She mentioned that she would be seeing my uncle Carl today at his Baptism. Carl is 86 years old and somehow couldn't remember if he had been baptized or not. A search for records of his baptism turned up nothing. So my uncle decided that regardless if he had been baptized or not he was going to make it happen. Today, in the presence of family and friends, Carl Quinton Shell was baptized by Pastor Bob Shoffner. Pictured here from left to right: his son Phil, daughter's Sara and Carla, wife Nina, my uncle Carl, Senior Pastor Bob Shoffner and Pastor Brian Ballard. This is a record of that special day.

More about my dad's siblings... Of the 16 children, 11 grew to maturity, and 2 remain today. Pictured below are my uncle Carl, and my aunt Polly. Several have mentioned that I look a lot like my uncle Carl; maybe it's the hairline or lack thereof and the moustache, you be the judge. My aunt Polly is an award winning artist. Sparked by a Christmas gift of paints, brushes, a stack of canvases and a request "paint me a picture" from her daughter Donna, she began painting 13 years ago at the young age of 67. See her work at: http://www.oldeenglishart.com/ (Lee Skipper).

The Turtle "Shell" Story

This week I connected with long lost cousins, aunts, and an uncle on my dad side of the family, originating from North Carolina. When we were kids, every summer just as soon as school was out we'd jump in the car and drive non-stop to Hickory, North Carolina. We initially traveled Route 66, later our travels followed Interstate 40. In those days there was no air conditioning in cars and driving across the California desert wasn't much fun. You carried canvas water bags on your front bumper to reduce the risks of your car overheating. If you were lucky, you had a water cooler hanging out the window or straddling the hump between the front seats. The first trip I remember was in a 1936 Buick coupe. My dad has built a bench that sat between the back seat and the front seats making the rear seat like a bed so we (Ronnie and Johnny) could sleep on the way. I remember one trip very vividly that we took in the summer of 1959. As usual the car was loaded the night before, and the moment school was out we jumped in a 1959 white Buick LeSabre and hit the road. Dad and mom took turns driving and popping no-doze as we only stopped for gas ($.22-.30/gal) and sometimes to pee. We were making good time and while driving through Arkansas dad suddenly slammed on the brakes and jumped out of the car. There was a large turtle crossing the road and dad picked it up and put it in the trunk of the car. Mom asked…what are you going to do with that? Dad replied…we’ll give it to Grandma and she’ll fix it for supper; Mom didn’t realize at the time but dad had put the muddy turtle on her new coat. We arrived in Hickory late at night and the turtle spent the evening in the trunk of the car comfortable on moms coat, not knowing what was in store for him. The next day dad and grandpa retrieved the turtle and cleaned it…making it ready for grandma to cook. Most of us had a taste that day at supper and several said hmmm tastes like chicken, no frog, and then grandpa said I believe I like this almost as much as I like opossum. Dad saved the turtle shell and I still have it on display at our cabin. I was reminded of the story when chatting with my cousin Sara; thanks Sara for the stories and jogging my memory. Our annual visits to Hickory produced some special memories that I'll cherish forever.

Pre-Labor Day weekend with Bracken and Camden

Bracken and Camden come to the cabin often. The boys just love to play, especially in the snow, but this weekend while waiting for winter to arrive, we spent time at the PMC park. Both are fearless when it comes to slides and climbing but the big slide was too hot from the noontime sun. Grammie thought it would be a great idea to bring a ball so the boys were able to practice their soccer skills. Here are a few highlights of this trip to the playground.

After returning from the playground and having lunch the boys helped Pop plant some flowers and plants. We also had a Lego tower building contest which Bracken won.

Willow resting after a long day

Willow's family (Matt, Stephanie, Bracken, Camden, and Ainsley) took a short 5 day mini-vacation to Flying Flags this week. Grammie and Pop provided lodging and entertainment for Willow while her family was away. Pictured here resting after a busy day.

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Gerry & Carole Baxter celebrate their 50th Wedding Anniversary

Carole Jackson, a young bride of 16 years, married Gerry Baxter on September 6, 1958, and yesterday Joyce and I drove to Riverside to celebrate their 50th wedding anniversary. Carole is the oldest of 3 daughters born to Kenneth and Mary Jackson (Joyce is the baby). Attending the celebration were 82 close friends and family members. A video chronicling their lives was presented and a reception dinner completed the evening. The event was hosted by Carole and Gerry's oldest daughter Vicki.

Dahlberg and Rowley Children

A rare moment during our visit when the Dahlberg and Rowley children were all in one place. Shanna missing due to her 1 year doctor's appointment. From right to left...Jesse, Jacob, Jenna, Paige, and Noah.

Shanna's 1st Birthday Party

Shanna's 1st Birthday Party hosted by Shawn and Jeff at their home. In attendance: Grammie and Pop Shell, Nana and Papa Dahlberg, Shanna's brother Jesse and sister Jenna. Shanna's uncle Brent and aunt Melinda, Jacob, Paige, and Noah. Jeff's brother Todd, his wife Leslie, 4 sons, Levi, Benjamin, Connor, Landon, and a neighbor girl Elisa. A buffet dinner consisting of taco's, burritos, and a fruit salad was served. The video below shows just how much Shanna enjoyed her 1st birthday cake. The picture of the dinner table is what's left after 20 guests feasted at the buffet.

Garden of the gods

If you're every in Colorado Springs, a must see, aside from Stargate Command at Cheyenne Mountain, is Garden of the gods. Shawn and Jeff played host to this tour of the gardens.

Golfing--Cottonwood Creek, Colorado Springs

The boys finally rolled out of bed around 8:00 AM this morning so we went to the local disc golf course located at Cottonwood Creek Park. This picture shows Brent and Jeff at the 8th hole. Click on the picture to enlarge and notice that Brent's disc (red) is just leaving his hand heading for what would become a "birdie." They finished the 18 hole course; Brent 5 over par, Jeff 9 over par. This was their 2nd attempt at a very difficult course, according to Brent the Pro a self professed expert on this topic.

Jesse and Jenna's baptism

We were very fortunate that our trip to Colorado Springs this year coincided with the baptism of two of our grandchildren (Jesse and Jenna). I'm attaching pictures of the baptism service where their father (Jeff) participated in the baptism. After the service we all went to lunch at the Golden Corral.