Tuesday, July 29, 2008

Our Nightly, Mandatory, Must Do Ritual

Those of you who know Mason probably think of him as a pretty laid back pooch. Well I can tell you that is just his public appearance. He demands three things in life:

1 - prompt feedings in the morning and when we get home from work
2 - a sqeeky dog toy or rope to pass the time with,
3 - playtime after Miranda and I finish our dinner

We have rotated between walks, frisbee, and games of fetch in the backyard. He (and his body) seems to like the games of fetch more than anything else. He has the fetch part down, but just won't give it back to you unless you have something else to throw. So we have about a half dozen tennis balls and three squeeky footballs in the backyard for each nights festivities.

I sometimes grumble about having to go outside and play with him when it is still 99 degrees. But we always have a good time, and my fastball with the tennis ball and the spiral on my football are lookin' good! Here's a few of the action shots from tonight. Sorry they aren't great pictures, it's hard to take action shots when you are throwing the ball...

Wildlife in the Backyard


I captured some suburban "wildlife" in our backyard this evening. We have a few of these "giant" lizards in the yard. They never fail to scare the crap out of me by running thorough the bushes or leaves as I walk around the house. It doesn't take much to keep life interesting for us folks in the burbs.

For something a little more exotic and cooler than a lizard, watch this Youtube video that my Mom sent me today. Check out the size of momma moose. Yikes...

Monday, July 21, 2008

And Now There are Two Kayaks

About 5 years ago, Dave took up kayaking. Since then, I've gone out with him occasionally in rented or borrowed kayaks. We've rented kayaks in Charleston and in Maine. Paddling is always peaceful and can be a pretty good workout for your arms and abs. Dave's been looking for a kayak for me for a good long while, and we finally found this one. It's a Tarpon 100; it's 10 feet long, whereas Dave's is 12 feet long. The guy we bought it from purchased it last year for his wife, who took it out only twice. (Here's hoping I get it out more than two times a year.) Dave and I haven't had it out yet, but we've been traveling and it's been awfully hot. But soon . . .

Sunday, July 20, 2008

My Addiction

As long as others are going public with their addictions, I figure I might as well come clean too. Miranda has know about my "problem" for quite some time. But I think that I have hid it well from most everyone else. I am addicted to tying flies! I have thousands of them that will never get used if I live to be 200 years old. I get wound up (pun intended...) tying flies for any special fishing trip that I take. Just a couple weeks ago for the Maine trip I tied probably 60-70 new flies. All that effort even though I had a good suspicion that they fishing wouldn't be very good.

I have trout flies, striper flies, white bass flies, largemouth flies, smallmouth flies, pike flies, tarpon flies, bluegill flies, carp flies, redfish flies, sea trout flies, bonefish flies, permit flies, pike flies, crappie flies, gar flies, and many many others. I just upgraded to a new flybox for my large flies - this thing is almost the size of a briefcase. And ya know what? There's not enough room in it for everything I want to put in it!!!!





Friday, July 18, 2008

Sunrise

Most mornings, we were socked in by fog and missed the early morning sunrise in Maine. It began to get light just after 4am, yes, 4-A-M. However, Friday morning, our last there, the sunrise was magnificent. We were all awake to see it and photograph it since Mike, Letha, and Jonas had to be up and on their way to the airport at 4am.


Dave 's first photo of the sunrise.
A bit later . . .




Later still . . .
We were even able to see the lobster boats out in the bay checking their traps. The bay was dotted with floats marking the individual lobster traps; we wondered why we hadn't seen them being checked; I guess they were being checked under the cover of fog.



Later in the morning, we continued to see the lobster boats. (I say later, we left at 8 am, but compared to 4, it is later.)


Jonas Turns One

While we were in Maine, we had a celebration for Jonas' first birthday.
Jonas has the cutest smile.
Jonas begins to eye the cake.
Jonas was teething and enjoyed gnawing on his fingers.
Finally, a big smile and a reach for the cake while we sang to him.
Jonas timidly digs into the cake and looks to see if it's OK.
Letha scoots to the other side to try to help Jonas get the icing on his hands to his mouth.

Jonas ate a bit of the cake. Letha pulled it away when things started to get messy. On Saturday, Jonas had another birthday party at Stone Mountain. I hear that he was much messier, wiping the icing on his legs. He'll get this eating with hands thing figured out soon.

I'm glad we were able to celebrate another momentous event while we were together in Maine.

Lobster 50 Ways

One of the big draws to Maine was the lobster. We'd heard stories about the abundance of lobster and it's relative inexpensiveness. Dave had begun to fear that what we had heard just wasn't true. He figured we'd pay about $20 a lobster. Turns out, we were able to buy 1-1/2 pound lobsters for $8 each!!!!!! So eat lobster we did. (Now think of Bubba from Forrest Gump and his recitation of all the ways he ate shrimp. . . )
We had
lobster salad sandwiches
lobster fra diavolo
lobster and cream cheese eggs
lobster rolls
lobster tacos
lobster pizza
lobster chowder
lobster bisque
lobster soup
lobster breakfast quesadillas
boiled lobster with corn, potatoes, and butter
lobster and wild rice soup

Now, lest you think lobster is all that we ate, we also indulged in
fresh calamari
steamed clams
steamed mussels
clam chowder

Surprisingly, it seems that lobster for breakfast was not common for the locals. Bob mentioned our lobster, cream cheese, and scrambled egg creation to a local and got a puzzled look. Man, could we open a lobster restaurant up there. I'm sure no one ever had lobster tacos! (Or maybe we weren't in an adventurous cuisine area.)

The lobster fra diavolo had a great sauce that would make a wonderful marinara without the lobster, so I'm including the recipe here. You can easily substitute ground beef, turkey, or pork for a delicious meat sauce.

Lobster Fra Diavolo
Serves: 2-3 (So we tripled it, by tripling it, we had two meals, or 12 servings; I think 3-4 is a more accurate measure)

Ingredients:
1 medium onion, peeled
1 small carrot, peeled
6 cloves of garlic, peeled (we used minced garlic, and only 3T for our triple, so use 1 T)
6 T olive oil, divided
1 bay leaf
1 t dried red pepper flakes
1 t dried oregano
2 c. clam juice (we used 2 jars of clam juice + chicken broth for our tripled recipe)
2 t tomato paste
1-28oz can tomatoes (we used crushed tomatoes with juice)
black pepper
2 live 1-3/4 to 2 lb. lobsters (we used the meat from 6 steamed lobsters)
1/2 c dry white wine
6 sprigs Italian parsley, leaves picked and coarsely chopped


Directions:
1. Cut onion, carrot, and garlic to medium dice. Place in food processor (or blender) and finely chop without pureeing. Combine with 2 T olive oil in sauce pan and cook over medium heat for 10 minutes.
2. Add bay leaf, red pepper, and oregano. Stir and cook for 1 min. Add clam juice (and broth) and tomato paste.
3. Drain the tomato juice from the can into the pot and coarsely chop the tomatoes before adding to the sauce.
4. Simmer for 45 minutes to reduce by half.
5. Add cooked lobster to sauce; heat through.
6. Serve over pasta or on toasted French bread. (Slice the bread, spread both sides with olive oil and bake at 375.)

Dave, Bob, and Mike became quite proficient at boiling lobsters. And we all got pretty good at cracking lobsters to extract the sweet, delicious meat. Thursday, for our last hurrah, we had a lobster boil with corn and potatoes. We spread newspaper on the outside table, donned our lobster bibs, and ate with our hands. What a delicious meal.

Tuesday, July 15, 2008

Whale Watching

Wednesday, we drove to Eastport, the easternmost point in the United States. From here, we took a whale watching cruise in Passamoquoddy Bay aboard the schooner, Sylvina W. Beal. We were a bit apprehensive about how Jonas would do on the three hour tour, but he was pretty good--despite his super wet diaper.

On the sail, we saw 3 minke whales, some porpoises, several seals, and a couple of bald eagles.



The whole crew enjoys the ride.

Jonas gets his sea legs.
A cool, eroded cliff.
A seal says, "Hello."
East Quoddy Head Light
The Sylvina W. Beal.

Bass Harbor Fog

We arrived at Bass Harbor on the south end of Mount Desert Island around 5pm on Tuesday afternoon, just in time to watch the fog roll in. As the week went by, we were all amazed at how the fog literally rolled in and out each day.







Our next stop was a natural sea wall. Here, too, we watched the fog coming across the water.


Sunday, July 13, 2008

Otter Cliff

Our next stop in Acadia was Otter Cliff. I love the rocky seashore found here.