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Flip. Not nice at all. Be careful & coddle yourself. Hopes & prayers winging your way
Richard
Edited to correct a tripe writing problem...
Fed my Great Nephew (what's his name) some cheese.
Good words, thank you.
I want to go back to bed. I don't want to know anything new right now.
I want to go back to bed too.
(crickets)
Ribbit! Ribbit!
(Bedbugs) *Slurp! Slurp!*
I only encountered bedbugs once. Cheap motel in Denver, Colorado.
Never again! I'll pay the price of luxury, or at least clean comfort, or sleep in the car. I was so naive that I had never even heard of bedbugs before that encounter.
This is a typical day in the I Heard What Bit Me Complaint Thread.
Mozzies, the size of Helicopters and need iron traps to catch them... Only in Alaska, where everything is bigger & better than anywhere else in the US or the rest of the planet (obviously), I was told by residents when I visited.
The mozzies in Alaska were bad, but easily repelled by Jungle Formula. What I found bit & hurt were Black Fly in Ontario north of Lake Superior. A dose of Jungle formula that repelled mozzies for 8 hours worked for barely an hour on Black Fly. Evil little things, but because the bite hurt so much, you could usually notice and swat the perpertrator.
Regards,
Richard
I have always assumed, if I go to Alaska, Kodiak bears would be the biggest concern with nippy weather being a distant second.
I spent around 10 days in Alaska in a tent in 1987, moving around by motorcycle. I came across a bear while on one of the bus tours into the Denali National Park. Then I was in the bus, and the grizzly bear was outside looking for a Marmot. 5 days before that, before any of the decking was built, I visited here, where a black bear cub came within 15ft of me as I was standing at the edge of the stream and it caught a salmon - utterly sublime moment. Never saw a Kodiak bear.
Regards,
Richard
A few years ago, while vacationing in NH, I went out (from our timeshare unit) to the car to get something. It was early evening. I didn't bring my phone. When I was about to come back from the car, there was a commontion. There were black bears in and around a tree right next to the building. People were all around, shining lights and making a commotion. Two cubs and one big bear. I figured it was a momma and her cubs. I got back into the car and waited. Couldn't call the frong desk, because I didn't bring my phone. Finally, a park ranger came by and shued the people away and the bears left. I didn't want to get mauled by a black bear mama thinking her cubs were in danger! My wife wondered why I was gone for so long (it was about a half hour, I think). In the woods, black bears normally keep away from people. We've been going up there (the White Mountains area) for decades and never saw one during any of our hikes in the mountains.
There are black bears around here (far Western NY State, in the boonies). I've seen tracks in the snow down my driveway. And a few years ago, when I still had my car, I was driving the back roads, taking a shortcut, to home, and had to stop for a few minutes while a momma bear and three cubs crossed the road. One of the cubs was being hesitant, and the momma had to come back and give him a swat to get him to cross.
I want to go to bed!
Last year, on the news, I saw a story and video of a black bear in my city, on the other side. I'm in East Taunton, MA (the bear was in Taunton). No mountains here. It was only a few blocks from the city's only hostpital, and the business center (downtown). I was quite surprised.
I live very near the Cherokee National Forest.
And the Great Smoky Mountains National Park.
So, black bears. Yup. Got 'em. They wander around some.
They taste good too.
4 minutes to finish my lunch?
I've also had to stop my car near here, for pheasant and wild turkey crossing the road. Probably for the same reason the chicken crosses the road.
Sometimes there is a gaggle of Canadian geese visiting the mall I work at.
I thought you didn't drive.
Anyway are they in season? Roast pheasent and turkey, yum !
Previous post about black bears, "back when I still had my car".
Complaint: I do not now have a car.
Non-complaint: I do now not have car expenses, which permits me to survive without one, sort of.
Nostalgic memories: Driving, long distance, Buffalo NY to Florida many times. Driving to all points in Florida many times. Washington DC to Florida & Buffalo many times. Washington to NYC several times , Florida to Colorado once. Also, riding motorcycle around the perimeter of the USA and up to northern British Columbia, Canada. Love driving/riding. But quoth the raven, "Never more". (*Sigh*)
Awwww!
The local newspaper where I live once had an interview with a Canadian woman, who lived very close me, and who was actively trying to bring Canadian culture to southern Norway. She did mention that Canadians shoot more bear than moose - which is the oposite case from here - and do in fact eat them. I don't remember if she actually said they taste very good in sausages, or if that was just something I added to mess with my Mom when I showed her where the Canadian lady lived.
Ah, critters near hospitals..., Back in the early 00's I lived in Melbourne, Florida along with my elderly aunt and her disabled daugher. The daughter needed dialysis and I would take her several times a week. The dialysis center was next to the main hospital. Once while waiting in my car for her to come out after a session, I happened to notice a Great Horned Owl sitting high on the top corner of the hospital. Obvious because of the large tuffted "ears". I first thought that it was one of those dummy models to scare off pidgeons, but when it moved, and especially when it flew down and grabbed a mouse in a vacant lot, and flew back to its perch to viciously tear it's screaming catch apart, I was convinced that, yes indeedy, it was a Great Horned Owl.
Coincidentally, there were no pidgeons in the area.
Complaint: I listen to spooky novels or long compilations of horror stories when I go to sleep, and it's really hard to find the point where I fell asleep sometimes.
For peeps who like horror with little to no gore, HorrorBabble (Ian Gordon) and Classic Ghost Stories (Tony Walker) are good places to start. There's also Bitesized Audio Books (Simon Stanhope), which isn't exclusively spooky tales. If you like your narrators a cut above the average LibriVox recording, all three serve.
I am at a charity to get some food and stuff. I hope they have fresh meats!
I also hope I can get done before I my ride comes. I haven't started getting my free stuff yet.
Wild ducks are around here too. Mmmm..., Turphesaducken.
Now over here in the UK we don’t have that many big scary animals, not unless you wander into the wrong pub on Saturday night but that’s another matter altogether, anyway back to the plot. back in the last century I was working in Cambridge and whilst making my way home one evening, a journey of some 25 miles or so I had a somewhat disturbing encounter with a pheasant.
Now you’re thinking, pheasant? A pheasant isn’t a particularity scary bird in anybody’s book, but this particular pheasant launched itself from the grass verge at the side of the road just as I came out of a corner doing 50mph or so and the pheasant is coming for me at head height, again not that scary you might think, but the thing was I was on a motorbike at the time and a pheasant in the face at those sort of speeds is not something to take lightly, luckily despite the panic I managed to duck down just far enough so that the kamikaze game bird bounced off the top of my helmet rather than me taking it straight to the face, I managed to stay upright and on the bike (quite a feat for me, I’ve fallen off a few), somewhat shaken I pulled over a bit further down the road to take a few deep breaths before continuing on my way.
I am actually quite partial to a bit of peasant, sorry I mean pheasant, now and again but interesting fact for those not from the British Isles picking up any roadkill you are responsible for killing is classed as poaching, however the next person along can happily and quite legally help themselves to a free lunch.
That's probably a law designed to discourage motorcyclists from intentionally killing birds by driving into them at dangerous speeds.
It is either my late lunch or early dinner?