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For friends, family and the random search engine visitor. This blog started as an experiment in mobile blogging from my Palm TREO 600 700 Prē HTC Evo,Samsung 5. Now it serves as a simple repository of favorite activities. Expect bad golf, good fishing, great sailing, eating, drinking, adventure travel, occasional politics and anything else I find interesting along the way including, but not limited to, any of the labels listed here...

Monday, October 3, 2016

Duck, Duck, Goose.

The Hunters
It's duck season. New nephew-in-law Zach is a duck enthusiast. He recruited old nephews Brian and Erik to join him and his dad Jake for the opening.  They arrived at the lake house at 1:00 AM and were on their way to the duck marsh by 4:00 AM. I admire their commitment. Then they were at it again on Sunday.  Apparently no ducks were harmed in the production of this blog post, but two Canadian honkers did not make it much beyond the Canadian border on their way south.

Apparently, simultaneous shots made it difficult to determine who got the goose, but Zach was crediting Erik. I wasn't there and cannot independently confirm.

UPDATE - Tuesday 4-Oct-16:  Zach left Dad and me a pair of goose breasts after they departed. A new culinary adventure is a always an exciting prospect.  Based on Zach's advice and "The Best Damn Goose Recipe Ever" decided to treat the breasts exactly like I would steak.

 Marinated in red wine, oil, garlic, salt and pepper then seared on the grill and heated until we hit 160 degrees internal temp (plus or minus).  Sliced like a london broil.

Delicious. Doesn't taste like chicken. Tastes like steak. I will never look at a goose swimming in the bay in the same way again.

Sunday, October 2, 2016

Fishing Derby Recap

Dad and I arrive at the lake on Tuesday. Harlan & Clover Wednesday early, Brian, Erik, Bowser and Tucker Wednesday late, Wendy on Friday early, Kristy, Zach, Maverick, and Stella on Friday late.

 Fishing is always the first order of business, but the pontoon boat was behaving badly. Sometimes it starts, sometimes not. On Thursday, the boat was working and we were fishing.

We were able to get  the boat started often enough to get our various crews on the water with lines in the water throughout most of the week.

First Fish of the Fall Trip

Erik was first out of the gate with first fish, most fish (3), and biggest fish honors.  By day 2 Dad was on the board and recaptured biggest fish.

We learn that fishing with dogs is an interesting proposition.

Zach had duck on the brain, so really was not a factor.

The Pike Fishing Derby became an Erik, Poppa competition. By Friday Erik was leading 6-5.

On Saturday Dad pulled even with number 6.

Dad graciously decided to give Erik the last shot and retired to football and baseball viewing. The millennial crew boarded the pontoon boat Saturday evening to give Erik a generational boost in the derby. Apparently they spent an hour  drifting 10 feet off the dock as the motor mysteriously failed to start. The Derby finished in a 6-6 tie.

Oh yeah, by Sunday I finally was on the board with a 23" beauty.

UPDATE Monday Oct 3: Everyone departed on Sunday. Dad and I consoled ourselves with fresh Pike on rice using a variation on our current favorite go-to "Tasty Northern Pike" recipe.

Friday, September 30, 2016

Cast and Blast - 2016 Edition

It's the last day of the trout season and the beginning of the bird season. Time for another "Cast and Blast"  attempt on the Escanaba property.  Harlan and Brian has had some limited success in the "blast" part of this particular endeavor in the past. I have only occasionally succeeded in the "cast" part. This time, I didn't get much of either. But a day in the woods and on the river is always a good day. Selected pics...

Looking for grouse

Not a trout.

Tuesday, September 27, 2016

Through the Wisconsin Heart of Darkness

Our anniversary dinner was Sunday. Monday, Harlan was in town to work with the team finishing up the new Westnorthern campus in San Francisco. We shared an Uber to SFO and Roy picked us up at ORD.  Tuesday Dad I departed for Shag Lake.

The Leo Frigo Memorial Bridge, Green Bay, Wisconsin
But first we must cross the Wisconsin Heart of Darkness - Green Bay Wisconsin. It is a particularly troubling year to passing through these parts. It appears the Chicago Bears rebuilding season will go into it's 6th consecutive year. They may not win again in our lifetime.

No matter. The NFL season is meaningless this year. Because - CUBS!

But oh, that magic feeling...

Sunday, September 25, 2016

24th (or 33rd) Anniversary Dinner

24 roses - 24 years
Not sure whether my blogging is slowing down or life is moving too fast, but September was a lost month for the blog. There were a number of events I intended to post but never quite got around to it. Some conferences, some golf, some museums and art. Good stuff, but not on the blog. Perhaps we'll backfill them at some point. Perhaps not. In any case, this is one I cannot miss. Our 24th wedding anniversary.

Our official wedding was on September 25, 1992, but I start the count 9 years earlier. Sigrid and I moved to San Francisco in January 1983 in the middle of an El Nino year. That's when our journey together began and it's been a great adventure with my lover and best friend ever since.

We celebrated with dinner at Chapeau!, a French Bistro in the Inner Richmond.  We've heard about the  restaurant, but this was our first visit. Won't be our last. The Zagat blurb:
"Known for emerging from the kitchen to “greet his guests”, chef Philippe Gardelle demonstrates “equal parts charm and culinary skill” at this “welcoming” Inner Richmond “date spot”, serving “classic French bistro fare” in all its “bold, savory and creamy” “perfection” alongside “wonderful regional wines”; most consider it a “great value” (the early-bird special in particular is “a steal”)"
We got the full Chapeau experience as soon as we arrived. Chef Gardelle was having a smoke on the curb. We introduced ourselves and discussed the sun setting on Clement before he escorted us into the restaurant.  The food and service were superb.

Seared Foie Gras was on the menu as an appetizer. It's one of our favorites, and after the idiotic ban was struck down, we make a point of seeking out foie gras and the restaurants that serve it. It was delicious, beautifully prepared and presented.

I had a rack of lamb, Sigrid had the filet,accompanied by an excellent 2011 Rhone at a surprisingly reasonable price.  We finished with a cheese plate and creme brulee.

We were very happy.

On to the next 24. Or 33. Or hopefully, even more.