Optically Delusional, Or Pulling a " scan "

Couple of scan.... I mean scammers

Les and Richard, ( Les on left, Richard on right...DUH ), show up at my door the other day with this tall tale of slamming em up at Eleven mile res. Well to humor the two of them I took some photo's with my camera phone. Well was I surprised when I up loaded them to this blog. I noticed something was definitely amiss. I don't know about you, but I've never caught fish with scales that look like bar codes, have you? Look closely and you may be able to see them yourself! UNBELIEVABLE! These two will go to any length to get on this world renowned blog. They must have stopped at Safeway or King Soopers and bought them. I'm sorry they had to lower them selves to such underhanded tactics. I'll tell you, Richard never used to be like this. That damn Les has ruined another perfectly good human being. Dragged him into the gutter. Poor Richard probably never even saw it coming. Hell, Les will have him dumpster diving within a week! Please don't think all of my friends are like this, god no! I try to distance myself and shield my friends from this type of riffraff. It's just unfortunate the few can try to ruin it for the masses. I guess I'll have to be a bit more cautious before I answer the door again with out identifying whom it is!

" That sinking feeling"

Well I said after our shakedown cruise the boat was running well. I was wro.....mistaken. Greg and Loyd said the out drive sounded loud to them, so I figured I'd change the fluids in the upper and lower units. I drained the lower unit, fluid looked fine. I drained the upper unit and came to the conclusion it should be full of fluids other than pure H2O. We pulled the out drive off the boat, pulled it apart and found every bearing and seal toasted. Also found the water pump housing and impeller toasted. I mean put a fork in it, it's done toasted! I called Keith at N.A.P.A and had him scrounge up all the bearings,races and seals I needed then ordered a new pump assy from e-basic power on line.(Great place for replacement marine parts). I got all the bearings and seals replaced that I could. Greg and Loyd came over and gave me a hand removing a bearing race I couldn't get out of the upper case. Loyd had a slide hammer puller that did the trick quite well. The upper unit is all together now. I'm just waiting for the water pump assy to arrive, (Tuesday) so I can join the upper and lower units and reinstall them on the boat.
Gregs luck isn't much better. On the shakedown cruise he said his wasn't running quite right. He went to install a fresh set of plugs in his 200 hp Evinrude and found water in the number 6 cylinder. OUCH! The head gasket was okay but the exhaust air box gasket was leaking. It scored the piston, but we think,(hope)it'll last this season and we'll fix it in the fall. Things could have been worse. I just wish the previous owner would have made an attempt to do regular maintenance so this shit wouldn't have happened. At least now we know everything has been completely gone thru, so we foresee no more problems. Maybe. Please. I hope.

More photos

The love of my life, Mijah


She loves the boat



Harry at the helm




Ditto





His Highness, Greg Titus

We got'um wet

Gregs Bayliner. Beautiful boat

Mijah checking out the beach.

Me and Dock Holiday

Harry with his girl frie..... Sorry, with a stick

Dock Holiday

Well there you have it. March 20th 2009. A date that will live in infamy! Greg and I got both boats wet today. We ran them down to Pueblo reservoir for their shake down cruises. Our old National ran just fine once I realized the fuel had to be turned on and all the petcocks closed! Greg says he had a hell of a time getting his started and it seemed like it was sucking air but he blew by me like I was tied to the dock! Greg had his buddy Loyd with him and I snagged Harry and my dog Mijah. Damn that dog just loves playing in the water and cruisin in the boat. She whined like hell when she saw Greg but she just wouldn't jump between the two boats. That damn Greg...... he gets all the girls! Well, I guess we just gotta wait for the ice to thaw on the lakes we like to fish. It'll be a couple or three weeks before that happens. Our favorite spots are in the high country and it hasn't been warm enough for long enough up there. Damn, that bug has bitten me hard this spring,

Earl Scheib beware!

Put a fork in'er. She's done!


I like the blue



Cut the bimini top about 14 inch's



I thought the end was near. Darwin has completed all the wood work and it's all been installed. The new side panels are in, the tires have been pumped up, there's gas in the tank. The Bimini top has been cut down so we don't need clearance from air traffic control. We've even picked a name for her, " Dock Holiday ". Pretty much ready to go except for installing one interior light and laying down some carpet, right? WRONG. I had to go and open my mouth saying I wish the stripe on the boat wasn't such a god awful ugly brown. It would have been okay if I hadn't thought out loud and Greg and my buddy Paul weren't standing there. Next thing I know, the three of us and Harry are scraping registration numbers, filling holes and sanding the above mentioned " god awful ugly brown ". We picked a real nice royal blue we found on a NAPA parts box. We did find out the boat was originally registered in Florida and it was the thirty seventh boat ever made by National Boat Corp. ( It might have also been the last!) We even painted the transom and trailer fenders to match! I don't know about the rest of the guys, but I think it looks fantastic! I have to once again thank Greg, Darwin, Paul and Harry for the great help and effort they put forth. I couldn't, ( and wouldn't ), have done it without their help and expertize.

I've been jones'n for fish'n!

New seats and carpet

Home made glove box

Les doin what he does best. Nothing

Okay, I think it's been long enough. If I don't get out on a body of water pretty quick, somebodys gonna get hurt! I've got everything done on the boat other than carpeting the bow, removing those god awful ugly no skid strips, and Darwin is making some really nice bow step plates to match the ones he made for the gunwales. We built side panels, gunwale steps, repaired the windshield, installed a glove box and interior lighting. ( See photos ) I'm running out of stuff to do, and when that happens the ice had better be gone! Every time I'm working on her, I can see my rods and tackle box giving me the evil eye! they want out of the garage too! Les stopped and helped me today, (It's him at the helm ), and brought us a boat ladder. Good. He'll need it if he starts catching more fish than the rest of us and starts to give us shit about it! Of course there could be a mutiny and those s.o.b's could make ME have to us it. Not really, they'd tie the anchor around me AND the ladder and chuck us both overboard!

Congratulations in order!

I am happy to announce the birth of a beautiful baby girl to my daughter Karianne and her husband Terry. Kira Kendall Rand weight in at 8.4 lbs at a full 20 inches with a full head of hair. She must of got that from her maternal grandmothers side of the family! I am so very happy for and proud of the new parents. I'm sure she'll grow up to out fish me and the rest of the crew. Kira we love you!

" Let the games begin ! "

Greg called me today and asked if I wanted to take a ride to Canon City with him. After deliberating,( work or ride...work or ride? ) I said what the hell. When we got there we realized we hadn't brought our walking sticks, we had mistakenly grabbed our fishing poles! And instead of my lunch bucket I had grabbed my tackle box! Then, unbelievably, there, in the back of Gregs pickup, magically appeared a bucket of minnows! Imagine our surprise! Okay, the truth. We decided to check out any action on the Arkansas River. It's still really early, but Greg wanted to feel out a couple spots to try and figure out if they were hitting, and on what. We fished for a while just west of downtown, but the river seemed too fast. We then headed west, over by the power plant, to try our luck. After about thirty minutes Greg caught a beauty. A nice brown. Well to me it was a beauty. For Greg it has to be of the size that would make Captain Ahab proud. We then headed to the other side of the river and hit a couple spots we thought were gonna produce. WRONG. We headed a little further west, to another spot that looked promising. I caught my little brown there, but then nothing, nada, zip and zilch. It was getting late so we gave it one more try at a nice spot that had " Fish Me " written all over it. Well the fish me part must have drifted from somewhere up stream because they for sure weren't there! All in all it ended up being an OK day. It was nice to get out by the water with a good friend, and neither one of us got skunked. Spring training has begun.

The " Hole " Story

Well the bull has begun to fly. Les tells us he went ice fishing up at Skaguay last week and caught 6 keepers. That part I can almost believe. What follows is his story with no documentation or proof other than his word. It seems on the last catch of the day the trout wanted his tackle more than he did. Les watched in horror ( I would guess ) as his rod and reel disappeared beneath the ice. Now most of us would say what the hey and buy new equipment. Not tight ass Les, no sirree. He spends the better part of a beautiful afternoon drilling a total of eleven ( that's ten plus another ) new holes trying to recover his Barbie rod and reel. Jesus Les, I'll let you take my Walmart card to buy a new one! Thirty bucks worth of gas and two stroke oil for a eight dollar rod and reel. I guess when you get down to brass tacks it was worth it, for two reasons. First he did retrieve his gear with the trout still attached, and secondly we didn't have to listen to him whine! I'm sure the whine will come into play before too long. " Oh the wind blew in my fishing hut and I got soooooo cold ", or " I had to carry all the fish by myself ". Oh yea, It's just a matter of time.......