Wednesday, November 12, 2025

Forno Facelift

The brick oven is wrapping-up its fifth year of wood-fired baking, braising, cooking and grilling and it was beginning to show some wear.  A few cracks and chipped and faded paint.  Naturally, if you lived outdoors for your entire life and were subjected to extremes of temperature on a regular basis you'd look a wee bit rough around the edges too.

So we had our paint contractor make arrangements for performing the necessary repairs for resurfacing the exterior.

This started with sandblasting the oven exterior - makes short work of a tough job.  

Followed by our favorite guy - Pablo the Painter - commence with repairs.

Apply a couple of base coats of a Sherwin-Williams neutral stucco primer.

Followed by three top coats of Sherwin-Williams Latitude exterior acrylic in flat grey.  

All-in-all; a nice job.

Fingers-crossed for five more years of terrific outdoor foodie experiences.

Never forget - real men cook with fire...

Tuesday, November 11, 2025

Armistice Day

On the eleventh hour of the eleventh day of the eleventh month of 1918, there was a temporary cessation of hostilities on the Western Front of World War I as a consequence of the armistice signed by the Allies and Germany.

American troops in France celebrate the armistice

On its first anniversary President Woodrow Wilson proclaimed November 11, 1919 as the first celebration of Armistice Day.  In 1938 this day officially became a federal holiday.  Later, in the aftermath of World War II and the Korean War, Armistice Day became known as Veterans Day in the United States.  And while the allied nations honor members of their armed forces on Armistice Day – we commemorate it as Veterans Day.  

Inasmuch as today is Veterans Day I figure I'd take a moment to talk about my favorite veteran - Howard Gaertner.  Who also happens to be my dad.  Dad has been gone now for more than fifteen years already but I'm sure he'd appreciate the mention. 

This picture of him was taken in Kidderminster England, November 2, 1944. 

He'd already spent more than three months in combat - including the invasion at Normandy, the battle of the hedgerows, the breakout of the bocage at Saint-Lô, the dash across northern France with Patton's forces and the liberation of Belgium.  He was evacuated to England after being wounded in the Meuse River crossing in September of 1944.  Following his convalescence he returned to Europe serving until the cessation of hostilities in May of 1945 including the Army of Occupation.  

This was turning out to be much more than an average adventure for a previously skinny depression-era kid who was drafted after graduating high school.  

Thinking of dad today and giving a shout out to all of my acquaintances and friends who have served in the armed forces of our nation and call themselves veterans.

Monday, November 10, 2025

Vampires

In the month-long run-up to Halloween, Crossroads at Big Creek has celebrated traditional “spooky” creatures—bats, owls, and vultures. Though these animals have long been associated with evil in folklore, they are beneficial predators that do enormous good for the environment.

But last week, the focus shifted to a truly menacing creature—one that really is destructive and anything but beneficial: the Sea Lamprey!  Consequently, and in the interest of life long learning I checked it out last Friday afternoon.

As part of the 2025-26 Fish Tales Series, Crossroads offered two free showings of the award-winning documentary ‘Fish Thief: A Great Lakes Mystery’ Thursday evening and the following day.  

Fish Thief’ uncovers the mystery behind the near disappearance of the most prized fish in the Great Lakes—the largest freshwater Eco-system on Earth. This ecological collapse devastated jobs, businesses, towns, tribal communities, and First Nations across Canada and the United States.

These are, singularly, among the creepiest critters I’ve ever witnessed up-close and personally.  Yuck!



How’d you like these in your home aquarium…..?

Remembering The Fitzgerald

Today is the anniversary of the wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald on the big lake they call Gitche Gumee.
 
Did you know that the Mighty Fitz had Sturgeon Bay connections?
 
Two crewmen, sons of Sturgeon Bay (Door County), perished in the sinking of the SS Edmund Fitzgerald on November 10, 1975.  Oliver J. "Buck" Champeau - Third Assistant Engineer, age 41 and Russel G. Haskell - Second Assistant Engineer, age 40.
 
You can learn more about the story here at the Door County Maritime Museum and Lighthouse Preservation Society.  We Are Holding Our Own, is a highly personal temporary exhibit that opened in October at DCMM honoring the 50th anniversary of the wreck.  If you're here for a visit be sure to check it out as it will run thru the end of 2025.

Another Sturgeon Bay connection is this ice-breaking tug. 

The USCG tug Naugatuck was the first Coast Guard vessel to respond on the scene of the missing freighter.  The crew recovered life rings, jackets, life boat oars and other debris over their three days on the scene.

photo ChatGTP

The (former) Naugatuck is still working on the Great Lakes now as the Jimmy L of Sarter Marine Towing in Sturgeon Bay.

When she is not at work you can find her berthed along the west waterfront adjacent to the Oregon Street bridge.  Jimmy L is presently operated under charter by Great Lakes Towing Company.

Last, but not least, there is the Arthur M. Anderson, sister ship of the Edmund Fitzgerald.  The Anderson was the last ship to have contact with the Fitzgerald before the sinking and the first on the scene in a vain search for survivors.

I snapped these photos from the water in the port of Green Bay. 

 

 

The Anderson is still in active service and from time to time it is spotted in Sturgeon Bay.

Small maritime world around these parts.... 

Sunday, November 9, 2025

Asleep At The Switch

May you live in interesting times - frequently referred-to as an ancient Chinese curse is likely of 19th-century British origin; possibly from speeches by Joseph Chamberlain.  Nevertheless, we're living in the midst of an interesting period of time.

The results of last Tuesday's elections were interesting.  The extent to which president Trump's on-again, off-again messages and policies played a role is open to speculation.  For the left there is presently an air of glee.  For MAGA world the president is blameless.  For independents (including myself) arguing that prices are coming down while prices are obviously rising rings hollow.  Trust me; I do the grocery shopping in our household and everything from coffee, to orange juice, to beef is soaring as a consequence of import duties.  For my household this extra tax burden is an expensive annoyance.  For working families not so much.

It is easy to say you are concerned about economic worries in the homeland.  Juxtaposed with foreign travel, lavish Mar-A-Lago parties, jetting-off on Air Force One for a round of golf, gilded White House renovations book-ended by demolition of the east wing contradicts the feigned concern.  It's bullshit.     

It is hard to argue you care about the working poor and elderly while simultaneously arguing to defund SNAP benefits. 

The bottom line is blaming Dems for the government shutdown while you have absolute and complete control of the White House, both houses of Congress and the Supreme Court is nonsensical.  See paragraph three, above.

Don't take my word for it; Donald Trump's approval rating is beginning to slip even among his own supporters.

Some days I wonder if maybe the lunatics have taken over the asylum; then I am reminded that we've been to this rodeo before.   In case you haven't noticed; I'm still waiting for the administration to improve your and my prosperity and general lot in life.  Along with making the world a safer place.  You snooze you lose....

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Semiquincentennial

As with any other historical event the Midnight Ride of Paul Revere has morphed over time and become mythologized - mostly as a consequence of Henry Wadsworth Longfellow's poem.  Longfellow, by the way, was a poet - not a historian.  The best description of the events of April 18, 1775 are found in Revere's own words which follow.  Misspellings too.

On this date Revere had proven himself one of the patriot's most reliable and trusted messengers having traveled thousands of miles to deliver messages throughout the colonies.  Many of these deliveries included reports of the movement of occupying British soldiers.  In the words of Revere:  Upwards of thirty, chiefly mechanics, who formed our selves in to a Committee for the purpose of watching the Movements of British Soldiers , and gaining every intelegence of the movements of the Tories.  Revere, like other patriots, was a spy.

Three days earlier, April 15, the committee observed that: The boats belonging to the Transports were all launched, and the Grenadiers & light Infantry were all taken off duty.  From these movements, we expected something serious was [to] be transacted.

Old North Church

Consequently, the very next day Revere rode to Lexington to warn that something was afoot.  Of his ride home that Sunday Revere wrote: Returned at Night thro Charlestown; there I agreed with a Col. Conant, & some other gentlemen, that if the British went out by Water, we should Shew two Lanthorns in the North Church Steeple; & if by Land, one, as a Signal; for we were aprehensive it would be dificult to Cross the Charles River, or git over Boston neck

We climbed the steeple of the Old North Church from where the lantern signal was relayed to Revere and Dawes about the movement of British troops to neighboring Charlestown on the opposite bank of the Charles River.

The eight bells here are the oldest set of church bells in North America.  They were cast in Gloucester, England in 1744 by Abell Rudhall and installed in the steeple in 1745. As a teenager, Paul Revere was a bell ringer at this church.   

 

View From the Steeple

On Tuesday, the 18th Revere wrote:  It is observed, that a number of Soldiers were marching towards the bottom of the Common.  About 10 o'Clock, Dr. Warren Sent in great haste for me, and beged that I would imediately Set off for Lexington, where Messrs. Hancock & Adams  were, & aquaint them of the Movement, and that it was thought they [Hancock and Adams] were the objets.

Unsure of the British troop movements the patriots initially concluded that the redcoats would attempt to arrest John Hancock and Samuel Adams who were staying at the parsonage in Lexington.  The truth of the matter was that the British troops were mustering  to march on Concord, seven miles beyond Lexington, to seize rebel armament and munitions.

When I got to Dr. Warren's house, I found he had sent an express by land to Lexington; a Mr. Wm. Dawes.  Dawes was back-up; a contingency in the event of a messenger being captured by the British.

Revere walked a couple of blocks to the waterfront and had to row across the Charles River passing under the guns of the British ship Somerset anchored mid-river to guard against anyone crossing.  Dawes, who went by horseback, had to pass through a British checkpoint at Boston Neck and feign innocence in order to pass.  Arriving on the shore, Revere borrowed a horse and like Dawes had to proceed across terrain teeming with British patrols.  A third rider dispatched from Charlestown never made it to Lexington.

Revere continues:  I left Dr. Warrens, called upon a friend, and desired him to make the Signals.  I then went Home, took my Boots & Surtout [overcoat], & went across the Charles River, a little to the eastward were the Somerset Man of War lay.  It was then young flood [tide], the ship; was winding, & the moon was Rising.   

The story gets better.  When Revere and his pals got to his rowboat they lacked a cloth to muffle the sound of the oars.  Afraid to return home one of his accomplices went to his lady friend's house.  After a whispered conversation a window was thrown-open and a flannel petticoat - still warm from the wearer's body - was tossed to the men. 

Arriving in Charlestown, Revere:  Got a Horse of Deacon Larkin.  It was then about 11 o'clock, & very pleasant.  Taking a direct route Revere was blocked by two Officers on Horse-back, standing under the shade of a Tree.  One of the soldiers chased Revere for about 300 Yardes until becoming mired in mud.   

Revere arrived at the parsonage after midnight.  Having left earlier, but traveling further, Dawes showed-up 30 minutes later.  Hancock and Adams were notified of British troops landing at Charlestown by boats.  Mission accomplished, Revere and Dawes set-off to warn the Minute Men at Concord.  Along the way they encountered Dr. Samuel Prescott who joined them.  Halfway to Concord they were stopped by a British patrol.  Prescott escaped and in a stroke of good fortune successfully delivered the warning.  Dawes bluffed the British soldiers but was subsequently thrown from his horse never to arrive at Concord.  Revere was arrested.    

Detained for a short while the British troops eventually released Revere; he returned to Lexington on foot.  Deacon Larkin's horse was the first permanent detainee of the imminent conflict.

Revere was not initially noted in the annals of history as a midnight courier who rowed, rode, was arrested and walked home. He was better-known as a silversmith and manufacturer.  

85 years passed before Longfellow - inspired by a visit to the Old North Church - published Paul Revere's Ride in the January 1861 issue of The Atlantic Monthly.   

That's likely the revisionist tale you know best.....


 

 

Saturday, November 8, 2025

Lox Anyone?


In a continuing quest of life-long learning and terrific food; I learned how to make bagels this week.  

The three sesame beauties in the upper left hand corner are mine.
 
The elongated 'things' are fancy wieners in a bagel dough shroud.  Very yummy!
 
Since I already know how to make Gravlax; homemade bagels complete the circle. 

Highway Patrol

The 1961 Ford Fairlane Police Interceptor was part of Ford’s strategy to compete in the police fleet market by offering powerful V8 options in relatively light, midsize sedans.  The 1961 Fairlane Interceptor was part of the transition era in American police cars — lighter than the postwar tanks, but still muscular.  Ford’s use of the “Interceptor” branding predates the famous Crown Victoria Police Interceptor and was used as early as the 1950s.

The Fairlane was Ford’s full-size car until 1962, slotted below the top-tier Galaxie.  It was often used by police departments as a more affordable alternative to the heavier Galaxie, while still being able to house big engines.

The Interceptor package included:  Heavy-duty suspension, brakes, and cooling.  Reinforced frame, 12-volt electrical system with high-output alternator and a certified speedometer (up to 120 or 140 mph).  The vehicle was prepped for spotlight mounts, siren and radio.  There was also an optional blackout or “no chrome” trim for unmarked use.

For the Police Interceptor version Ford offered high-performance V8s, including a 352 cu in (5.8L) Interceptor V8 (a popular police engine) or  390 cu in (6.4L) V8 (Hubba Hubba).  Drive train offerings were a 3-speed manual or optional automatic (Cruise-O-Matic).  

The 4-door sedan was the most common configuration for police use; although, some 2-door sedans may have been used for pursuit work or highway patrol.  

Never forget, as fast as the highway patrol is - you cannot outrun Motorola....

Friday, November 7, 2025

Fall Colors


Lest you think colorful fall foliage is done for the season; guess again.

I snapped this photo in the yard Wednesday afternoon.  The tamarack are beginning to turn a brilliant shade of gold in preparation for shedding their needles and the maple in the yard persists with its bold, crimson hue.  

Naturally, the dog photo bombed the moment I snapped the pic. 

Friday Music

This is some really excellent acoustic guitar work and except for this there is virtually nothing on the web to learn more about James Rigby.

Enjoy the guitar work... 

Thursday, November 6, 2025

November Night Lights

Took doggo out last night for one more potty call before bedtime and we were greeted by the aurora borealis - the northern lights.

Side benefit of living near the 45th parallel. 


 

You snooze you lose.... 

 

 

November Night Sky


This evening and tomorrow night - November 6 and 7 - a waning gibbous moon will be surrounded by Jupiter and the bright stars Capella, Betelgeuse and Aldebaran.  They'll be out all night long and you'll be able to see them until sunrise the following morning. 

To view them use the handy chart above.   

Fingers-crossed for cold, clear viewing conditions. 

Wednesday, November 5, 2025

Fine Dining

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On the way to class this morning I spotted one of our resident bald eagles accompanied by three juveniles dining on a road-killed whitetail in a neighbor’s field.

The third juvenile had just taken to the air; look for it in the center of the photo (trees in the background).  

Bald eagles develop their distinctive white head, neck, tail feathers and yellow beak and eyes around five years of age. 

Want to read previous posts on the subject of bald eagles?  Use the handy Label feature to the left or click on this link

Licking Our Wounds

 
We returned late Monday from five days in South Dakota. That dog with the scuffed schnoz really delivered the goods. At barely 2.5 years old she’s maturing into a terrific upland bird hunter. Excellent family member too. 
 
Halfway into Saturday I was not having a good day.  The hunting was fine yet my phone had gone missing from my jacket.  I was convinced I lost it somewhere in the cattails or some other nonsense.  A first rate inconvenience. 
 
Later, working a slough someone took a couple of pokes at a rooster that glided out of sight over the rise of a picked bean field. Nobody figured it was hit. Nevertheless, in hot pursuit Ruby disappeared over the rise and wasn’t responding to my hollering or her electronic pipper. All I could think of is I started my day losing my phone; and now I lost the dog. 
 
After several long stressful minutes the dog materialized over the hill from out of nowhere with a dead rooster in her mouth.  She dropped it at my feet.
 
She owns the record retrieve of the trip.
 
There is no photo as it turns out I left my phone in the car.
 
We're both a wee bit limpy and gimpy from all the fun we had.  Metaphorically and in reality licking our wounds.... 

 

Tuesday, November 4, 2025

Wiley Coyote

From the trail camera trap line are some coyote video shorts


 

And because coyotes are opportunistic predators - a deer with a broken leg  

 

November Night Sky

November's full moon is called the Beaver Moon.

Full moons often take their names from the traditions of native Americans and European Settlers.  November is that time of year that beavers reinforce their lodges for the duration of winter.  As a consequence of their pelts being prime this was also the time of year that fur traders trapped beavers.

The Lakota people recognized this as the Deer Rutting Moon, Cree and Assiniboine called this the Frost Moon and with the spawning of this fish species in November the Algonquin called this the Whitefish Moon.

This year brings us a bonus as this our second Supermoon of 2025.  Because it is closer to earth, Perigee, it will appear larger and brighter than usual. 

The best times to look will be tomorrow, Wednesday, November 5th immediately following sunset; or moonset (before sunrise) on Thursday for softer colors and a dramatic horizon view.  See below.

11.19.2021

 

This is not a sunrise.  It is a photo I took at sunrise of the Full Beaver Moon setting in the west, 2021.

This was a nice balance of low sunlight in the foreground from the rising sun behind me to the east and the moon dropping quickly below the western horizon.

Sometimes this stuff happens quickly.

You snooze, you lose...


Monday, November 3, 2025

Crashed

Most days my dog gets a dose of outdoor exercise; an important factor to successfully raising a puppy.  Especially a sporting breed.  As a consequence my dog takes her sleep very seriously.


And by the time this post is published Braumeister and I will be driving home following a trip to South Dakota to chase pheasants.  It's likely he, me and the dog are gonna crash tonight.

Check-back in the next week for photos and if we were successful.  Or not.

As Randi Dix says;  Shoot 'em in the face! 

Semiquincentennial

This small wooden house located in Boston's North End is the oldest surviving structure in the city.  The home of Paul Revere, it was already 90 years old when he purchased it in 1770.  

On April 18, 1775 the middle-aged silversmith set out on a ride popularized by the poet Henry Wadsworth Longfellow making Revere one of America's most celebrated and remembered patriots from our road to independence.  Consequently, his home survives to this day having not been demolished in the name of urban renewal.   

 

The dwelling has been remodeled over the years; a modernization added a partial third floor, subsequently removed in the early 20th century to restore the home to its original 1680 appearance.  Without the third story the structure had seven rooms and a basement.  For the Revere family in 1770 it was a cozy home for Paul, his wife Sara, five children and Paul's mother Deborah.

In all, Revere fathered sixteen children over 29 years.  Five died at a young age and at most only eight ever lived at home at any one time.  Sara died at age 37 from complications of childbirth of their eighth child.  Revere remarried within six months and his second wife - Rachel - bore him eight more children. 

 

Rachel and Paul Revere
    

Being a silversmith in colonial America was a respectable trade.  In the absence of banks families retained wealth in the form of silverware and decorative objects such as trays and teapots.  Nevertheless, under British subjugation times were difficult and Revere performed copper plate engraving for purposes of printing and fashioned false teeth for his side gig of practicing dentistry. 

  
Paul Revere Tea Service - Minneapolis Institute of Art

After the revolution Revere became in early industrialist inventing a method for rolling sheet copper sheathing for ship hulls and other uses.  He established a foundry to cast artillery pieces and some of the earliest bells in America.  He later founded Revere Copper and Brass eventually pioneering clad copper-bottom cookware in 1939. 

As an early patriot Revere was an organizer and his politics evolved into what he is most known-for today.  As a member of the North Caucus, the Masons and the Sons of Liberty Revere became one of the trusted few who knew how to arouse popular sentiment.  He was a talented propagandist.

Besides organizing the masses he was an express rider who couriered message to distant colonies.  His fist documented ride was for the Committee of Correspondence in 1773.  He was also one of six riders who warned other seaports not to allow tea ships to land their cargoes.  Shortly afterward Revere carried the news of the Boston Tea Party south to New York and Philadelphia.  He likely rode thousands of miles as a courier for the patriotic cause. 

Paul Revere's most famous ride carried him only 13 miles to Lexington; yet it would be nearly a year before he dared to return to Boston.  Rachel and the children joined him in the relative safety of nearby Watertown and the eldest son Paul stayed at home to protect the house and shop from plunder at the hands of British troops.

By now farmers, merchants, tradesmen and other colonists had been drilling the military arts and honing skills previously learned during the French and Indian War. They were know as the Minute Men.

Minute Man National Historic Park

 

Sunday, November 2, 2025

'Tis The Season

Heating season that is.  Overnight lows have been in the forties lately and we've had a handful of hard frosts.  Consequently, I have to fetch the last of the firewood piled up at the north boundary to the porch under the lean-too of the granary and plant my wild ramps.  The former has to do with stove wood the latter has to do with the frosts.

I also have to clean the glass on the wood stove too... 

Menagerie

From the trail camera trap line is a virtual menagerie of critters.  Including....

A bobcat 


A squirrel and a blue jay gathering acorns

A skinny red fox

A skunk in the daylight

Mama deer and her triplets

Our resident bearded hen (and brood)

And a buckaroo

Saturday, November 1, 2025

The Madness Of Resetting Clocks

Yup - it’s that time of year when we make the switch between Daylight Saving Time and Standard Time. 

The jury is still out as to whether or not this is an antiquated and grand inconvenience or sensible change of the clocks.  What we know for sure is that beginning tomorrow the return of Standard Time means an extra hour of sleep.  The sun will rise earlier - which is great if you rise early.  However, if you’re like this retired guy I’d prefer to see the sun a bit longer at the end of the day.  

So the operative questions are:

  • Do we permanently switch to Daylight Saving Time?  
  • Switch to Standard Time altogether? 
  • Or continue with the madness of resetting clocks twice a year?

Steve Calandrillo, University of Washington professor of law, has studied this subject at length.  He has concluded that among other things, we need to abandon the concept of Standard Time inasmuch as early evening darkness is associated with more crime and automobile accidents when contrasted with early morning darkness.

Corporate America concurs.  With more daylight at the end of the day consumers stay out longer spending their money.  And if you like to squeeze-in a late season round of golf you understand the logic.

There is also the mental health angle as well.  Research has suggested that the switch to Standard Time is correlated with depression - a change not associated with the Spring Forward switch.  

Sure, Standard Time is old school and likely more in-sync with our prehistoric hunter-gatherer circadian rhythms - all hard-wired into our DNA for millennia and long before we had time-keeping devices and a Chamber of Commerce.

Nevertheless, this retired guy would enjoy more sunlight during his active time of day.  Opinions are a dime a dozen.

No matter how you slice it the sunshine pie in a given day is always finite.  It's all about being a slave to clocks.  

Before we had time-keeping devices none of this was a problem.

It's madness.....