Yeah, I know the drill. Had rats living in my pickup and RV. You need a barn cat. That's one that hunts and doesn't live in the house. Worth their weight in gold. I had one for awhile and something ate him. Then the rats moved in. We have a few barn cats around now (neighbors who feed them but they aren't pets) and the rats disappeared.
In the P-F basket of deplorables.
I liked fishing on the gulf coast. Can't go to MX anymore so the gulf coast or Alaska might be it.
Fresh water fish was never my thing. Lots of that here but I just don't like to eat it. More or less a personal taste.
Looking for some fresh Sockeye to smoke this month.
Last edited by Borderland; 06-13-2022 at 08:41 PM.
In the P-F basket of deplorables.
I cant speak to living on a lake but I can speak to living on a river x2 times. The first place I could stand on the back patio and toss a rock into the river. I wouldnt do it again unless I had a water front lot.
Id say do it. Get a big enough lot you have a decent amount of space for activities like bonfires horse shoes parties etc etc. I had a tennis court net I used for a volleyball net, a fire pit with benches, a horseshoe pit and a super thick rope for tug of war. The parties were pretty epic. All the strippers made it even more fun.
its cooler in the summer, theres a constant breeze, its the first place to get green and the last place for the leaves to fall off.
I didnt have a power boat just a canoe. But I was in the palisades in a big pool, multiple times a week during summer after work Id be going home and the neighbors golden retriever always followed me home. We would jump in the canoe and paddle up river tie off to a huge rock that had slid into the river, swim and toss sticks into the river for the dog to fetch. River people are a different bunch of folk, it would be best to mind your manners there, Id say lakes are a lot more civilized.
Last edited by UNK; 06-14-2022 at 08:04 AM.
I'll wager you a PF dollar™ 😎
The lunatics are running the asylum
I've got a friend who lives on Lake of the Ozarks year-round. She told me that in the summer, it's as though they've turned on a giant Asshole Magnet that pulls people in from 200 miles around.
If we have to march off into the next world, let us walk there on the bodies of our enemies.