Monday, June 19, 2017

Ain't Nothin' But A Hound Dog

Or more accurately one hound and two sporting.
I love the dog beach at Devil's Lake because you can pull your car right up to it and set down your chair, watercraft and cooler. Much of this parking lot has been flooded for years and you can still see telltale signs if you peek underwater.
You can meet locals and travelers, people and pooches and all manner of means to be in and on the water. A bonus to pulling your car up to your spot is that you can plug in your automatic air pump if it's not too hot to be on the water. Until yesterday, however, it's been so hot that being in the water v. on the water may mean the difference between cooling off or toasting your marshmallows.

Howdy dog. Howdy boychick.

Let's go swimmin'

You may need more water

Let me show ya

Ooh, chilly

Oh no, here come the Bumpus hounds aka Otis and Copper

Sons of &^%$#@* Bumpuses!

And there they go looking for a perfect Christmas turkey

Sunday, June 18, 2017

Demon Ginger God of Mischief

My lil cuz dropped off Dexter for "a few weeks" sometime in April (yes, he's still here). This is not his first "visit" and at this point, all gloves are off. Not for me, however, since he's taken to nipping me in the hand after I give him a good brushing or ear scratching. He acts like he's giving me a tip. 
"Here's a little something for  you, doll."
And ever since I started painting my toenails watermelon pink he'll go after my foot. He looks at me like it's the funniest thing in the world, then takes off for his blanket fort to peek out and taunt me. 
He also managed to push a full bag of cat food off the breakfast bar and rip into it while I was sleeping. To add insult to injury, that's one of the few places he's not supposed to be.

Dexter, Demon Hellcat and Ginger God of Mischief

Friday, June 16, 2017

Mr. Howie's Holiday, Surf Edition

I was swimming in Devil's Lake when a wet furry thing swam up and pawed me. It turned out to be a black lab named Howie who wondered if I was something to retrieve. We chatted a bit ("Who's a good boy, Howie's a good boy." "Wuff.") then he swam out to mom and paddled away.

Monday, June 12, 2017

General Guinness

I threw some water and snacks into a Playmate cooler and planted a chair in the water last Friday. I photographed boaters against blinding light with my old Canon t3i knowing I had a new camera on the way (I've already returned it). These pictures remind me of when you lose weight and just your socks fit better. I'll take the win but, meh.

Thursday, June 8, 2017

Just Another Road Trip

With a week of 90˚ weather, I'm trying to fit in a few road trips before the pavement buckles and sucks in all the cars. I hit Boscobel and Highland yesterday and people were getting ready for the heat by chilling out.

More fun with silhouettes. There appears to be a creeping entity in the lake 

A Charlie Brown Pine

I've been taking Black & White shots in Creative Auto and my laptop keeps changing them to color. Nevertheless, I persist

A deceptively serene Wisconsin River


Special comment request, what do you think?

Tuesday, June 6, 2017

On The Move

We've had a glorious two days and another few in store before hellacious humidity and heat return. I guess it got so hot even the picnic tables took to the lake. 

If we move slowly, people will just accept it

Fishin' just off the WI River in Boscobel

The migration of picnic tables began back in May. Looks cool, doesn't it. I can almost hear it saying, "Ahhh."