"Once Again"

My friends have been talking to me and they are trying to convince me to cut my loses and just stop my attempts at establishing a relationship with a certain someone. My head hurts from my attempts to be the good man. I can't give up. I still care. I still dream. But, I'm not blind, nor stupid. I did not become the person I am, by giving in, but I know when there is little hope. It is very difficult, because I see the glimpses of the person I know is within. But, Uncanny timing! Just when I........ BANG, WOW. Take out the dagger. Love, do I? This last one shook me. Today the answer is still yes, tomorrow, next week, next month?

I leave for No Dak Thursday. The Water Bitch is gassed and ready, New improvements installed. The hotel is reserved and the wagon wheel bar and grill will surely rock this weekend because I am ready to rock it like only I can. Have Mercy!!! The Spectacle that is the Spike Road Show is coming to town!!! I highly recommend that if you are anywhere near the town of Rollette, North Dakota on Friday or Saturday Night you show up because It is my belief that This weekend something magical will happen.

I will post some new Pix's when I return. I hope that some northern birds have made their way down. The SBE is ready to roar! Hook'em Horns!

Nipper, How's that for a Post? Honesty is the best policy? We'll see.

Spike

I'm feeling that i'm just marking time and not pushing the envelope as I have in the past. Is it complacency or neglect? I have tapered back on beer and booze, but find myself looking for something more...... Am I in crises mode, I don't think so, usually this time of year brings me into focus and gives me a sense of purpose. Hunting season has away of snapping me out of the lethargy, so far it hasn't, and I know not why. Things for me to ponder for a while I guess. On the bright side, I cooked up some fresh Green Beans and Damn they were good. My life is soooooo exciting. No wonder I have to keep this blog updated! Everyone is just hanging on every word, perched on the edge of their seats. And all thinking, his life sucks!!! It's not all that bad! A trip to see buttercup:), my little sis is in state and looking to hang out. Michelle is experiencing her first week in Cardiac Care, and I'm so proud of her!! I guess i'll just keep on going and see whats next. God! I hope there will be open water still in Nodak in 16 days!!
Happy Birthday Schmitty! Skeeter last night you were one DRUNK son of a Bitch!! What the hell was that all about, anyways? and Nipper, no the waders don't make you look fat! Remember that you will be in the middle of nowhere, dressed in camo, in a state where people wear big hats, roll their own smoke, and still drive cattle. Plus, you will have a loaded gun. If anyone laughs or gives you a hard time, fuck'em, shoot'em.
Words to live by!
Spike

More Alaska Pictures as requested By Bev!

"Duckling Killer"


One of my favorite things is bringing new people in to the Spike experience. So far this year I have done this twice, First was when Ms. Cota was on hand to take in the whole Lac Seul experience, from the "Monkey Cranker" to the "Walleye Trench" The latest trip found me taking a guy who had never had the opportunity to sit in the weeds and "whack" a duck or two at Smitty & Spikes Duck Haven, in North Dakota. How cool is it to take a soft spoken young lad from "Hutch" and turn him into a "Duckling Killer" in one short weekend!! "DK" can now plan a pothole ambush with flair and pizazz, he can also draw a wonderful ambush sketch in the dirt. He has developed a stylish F-150 entrance routine, complete with leg swing and upperarm curls that would make Bart Connors Proud. Oh, My God!!!! I know a gymnasts name!!!! I will not reveal "DK's" Real Name on this Blog as he has requested to remain anonymous .
I would like at this time relate to you how "DK" got his moniker. This all happened in the first morning of his first ever Duck Hunting adventure. First he had a few ducks buzz over his head at very close proximity from all angles. Then he fired his trusty Beretta many times, drawing nary a feather. He jumped his first pothole and emptyed his trusty smokepole again to no avail. Finally, he scored on a beautiful Widgeon Drake and then a pintail that he scratched down, barely, the bird dropped over the road into posted land. "DK" headed into the tall ditch grass in hot persuit. As Large Gravel trucks whizzed by "DK" was hot on the Pinny's tail when..... A gravel truck slowly stopped and backed up to our hero! Our boy slowly bowed his head, realizing he was about to "catch hell from a pissed off landowner" he approached the now stopped trucker and was ready to plead his case when the man emerged from his truck and introduced "DK" to his traveling Pardner and best pal "Lindsy" the black lab, who quickly found "DK's" missing Pintail, who it turns out met his demise by trying unfortunately to cross the road, directly in front of a fully loaded gravel truck and was "squished" flat as a pancake on the roadside! Tough break!
Finally, how Duckling Killer got the name. Behind the trailer, is the home hole, a small body of water no biger than Spikes apartment. There is always a few ducks hiding from the onslaught. Shep and Wayne er, "DK" went back to check it out as the rest of the gang began processing the days harvest. Suddenly, two shots rang out! Minutes later Shep entered the yard alone. We asked him about "DK's" whereabouts and the reply was laughter, just laughter! "DK" emerged from the tree line, weeds hanging from the Beretta, arms and face dripping water, he triumphedly raised his hand in the air , holding two of the smallest, nearly featherless ducklings ever to be shot. As he had shot, his feet had become entangled in weeds and mud and down he went. Clinging to his shooting iron as he splashed into the murky water. Wallowing about in the mire, he quickly gathered up his quarry and headed out to show off his bounty. These duckling's had to have hatched just a week or two ago! Almost still wearing their shells! Their young lives had been shortened with a quick shotgun blast, thus saving them from slowly freezing to death during the soon to be arriving blizzard. The legend of "DK" had begun! Just wait till Halloween weekend when we get to add even more to the legend! Of course I had my own problems, and Smitty was a walking Nyquil ad. But we all survived to do it all again, and again. You can bet your ass on that!

Sorry killer, but you know.....

Zugbug