Wheres the Beef, hes got that covered, of course being a past wheat producer Im going to need to see a shovel, grain auger, and a pile of wheat on the ground, hopefully without those pesky whitetail feeding and trashing it around.
Seans great photos of course bring back wonderful memories and if he can make it through those country winters (has he got his snowplow greased up)his baptismal will be complete.Oh the deet,dont forget the deet Sean.
Cheers
LIVE GOPHERS …LIVE GOPHERS !!!
WHAT THE …?
I’m going to post this link for all the folks in the east who are convinced that the Prairies are flat and boring.
Back in the early ’70s, a farmer from the praries retired to the west coast and was interviewed by a newspaper reporter, (who asked him how he liked the mountains?) The farmer replied: “The mountains are nice, but they sure hide the view.”
I’ve always said there’s nothing wrong with British Columbia that couldn’t be fixed with a D9 Caterpillar.
Richfisher, those are prairie dogs, not gophers, I believe. Granted, I left Sask in ’78, but memories are vivid. These pics are from Sask, right, Kate? Sure looks like it.
Damn. Haven’t seen a prairie dog since ’78. Nor a single tumbleweed. The only cricket I’ve seen in NB was a stowaway in a moving box! I’m tired of catching five-inch brook trout instead of the mighty, proud northern pike.
Ah, the nostalgia. Makes me dream anew…
At least I have wildlife visiting my lawn at home here in NB, just on the outer edge of the concrete jungle. Groundhogs, squirrels, raccoons, skunks, even deer. Poor little things… being forced out of their homes by nearby housing developments… I have an affinity with them. After all, I’m Canadian and am being forced every which way the bleeding Libranos deem… someday we little critters shall rise up…
Harvesting prairie oysters? THAT is some seriously disgusting shit. I’d rather see baby harp seals being clubbed to death.
One shudders to think of the implications for that calf’s self-esteem
Wheres the Beef, hes got that covered, of course being a past wheat producer Im going to need to see a shovel, grain auger, and a pile of wheat on the ground, hopefully without those pesky whitetail feeding and trashing it around.
Seans great photos of course bring back wonderful memories and if he can make it through those country winters (has he got his snowplow greased up)his baptismal will be complete.Oh the deet,dont forget the deet Sean.
Cheers
LIVE GOPHERS …LIVE GOPHERS !!!
WHAT THE …?
I’m going to post this link for all the folks in the east who are convinced that the Prairies are flat and boring.
Back in the early ’70s, a farmer from the praries retired to the west coast and was interviewed by a newspaper reporter, (who asked him how he liked the mountains?) The farmer replied: “The mountains are nice, but they sure hide the view.”
I’ve always said there’s nothing wrong with British Columbia that couldn’t be fixed with a D9 Caterpillar.
Richfisher, those are prairie dogs, not gophers, I believe. Granted, I left Sask in ’78, but memories are vivid. These pics are from Sask, right, Kate? Sure looks like it.
Damn. Haven’t seen a prairie dog since ’78. Nor a single tumbleweed. The only cricket I’ve seen in NB was a stowaway in a moving box! I’m tired of catching five-inch brook trout instead of the mighty, proud northern pike.
Ah, the nostalgia. Makes me dream anew…
At least I have wildlife visiting my lawn at home here in NB, just on the outer edge of the concrete jungle. Groundhogs, squirrels, raccoons, skunks, even deer. Poor little things… being forced out of their homes by nearby housing developments… I have an affinity with them. After all, I’m Canadian and am being forced every which way the bleeding Libranos deem… someday we little critters shall rise up…
Harvesting prairie oysters? THAT is some seriously disgusting shit. I’d rather see baby harp seals being clubbed to death.
One shudders to think of the implications for that calf’s self-esteem