Relief from summer’s heat

Diffuse Knappweed with visitors

In the high desert, even during a normal summer, the grasses have dried by mid-June. This year the forests and saged plains are tinder dry.

But on a river’s edge there is still an abundance of lush green growth.

Canada geese

This summer the heat of the day hits mid-morning and we’ve been fortunate to avoid most of the smoke and haze. So this week we headed to the river and the shade along its edge.

Now typically I’m focused on the insect life when wading a stream.

However, Jacqueline turned her attention, and camera, to the grasses lining the stream. It turns out there is a trove of tiny winged critters tucked into the leaves and stems.

Teasel

We spotted wasps of different shapes and sizes, as well as some less lethal insects among the plants.

There were purple blossoms on nearly every stem which might have been the main attraction.

Tip didn’t seem to notice as he made numerous trips to the water from our shaded seating area.

Working with aquatic insect life

Of course I concentrated on the bugs skipping across the water’s surface … trying to blend in and lure a fish to strike. The day’s heat is always degrees cooler along a river. Not sure how much longer the wildfire’s haze will be directed away from us, so we take advantage of any clear day.

Smokey Days

 

Wildfires are burning all around us. This week instead of subjecting you to another appliance upgrade ‘update’, we’re just going to leave a picture of this morning’s sunrise on the AM walk. Yeah, it’s kind of smokey.

There are 600 acres burning on the eastern edge of La Pine, 4 houses were lost and a bunch of outbuildings. That blaze has a fireline around it. However, there are 6 thousand acres burning east of Sisters that still threatens homes up there. To the southeast of us is currently the largest wildfire in the western US. The Bootleg Fire is burning 220 thousand acres and remains very active.

A heat dome and the wildfires have kept us pretty much at home. Hope you’re doing better than us … though as the winds shift you don’t need to be close to a fire to still get covered with smoke.

This is an interesting web site to track not just fire activity but the smoke cover. We’ve seen a shift from good to poor air quality as the winds moved more westerly this last evening.

It’s Was a Hot One

Ice melts in a failing fridge

The past week was marked by record high temperatures in the PNW. As Oregon melts, we are in the middle of an appliance install project. A new laundry pair is in place. Kitchen appliances are ‘staged’ which means they exist somewhere in a wonky supply chain.

Mask wearing is only part of pandemic pain. Try buying a major appliance. We had to make choices around availability when it came to the pieces that really needed to be replaced. Even so, we are over a month on the first delivery and another 4 weeks (maybe) on the last.

Even just a LED makes laundry day a bit better.

The laundry (which is complete) was a big job as we had to repair some water-damaged dry wall. A process that evolved into pulling cabinets and a small counter off the wall which added to the repair work.

Sheetrock, mud and tape is not my strong suit but the job was small enough that we managed to end with a decent looking wall. New paint and shelves help camouflage imperfections in the patch work.

Paint was a big part but we also pulled up the vinyl flooring and put down tile. Setting floor tile is a bit more in my comfort zone. The room isn’t exactly square which made for some interesting ‘fitting’ moments, but we managed to lay down a nice new floor covering.

Now we wait on the delivery pipeline. The freezer side is more ‘just colder’ these days.

However, we did find a suitable fridge that will be here end of week. Hopefully there will be minimal melting.

The other good news is we have AC so the heat wave didn’t really hamper our efforts. With a bit more luck our home will be updated by end of summer.

 

Home Fix-it

What started as a project to replace a washer and dryer … became so much more.

This week’s adventure is a bit closer to home …  like at home. Just a few weeks ago our dryer started to take longer to dry and the start knob needed some creative fixing. So we decided it was time.

Old laundry room and appliances

Appliance shopping post pandemic qualifies as an adventure, but to add to the complexity, we discovered a small leak where water feeds the washing machine.

Now we have the task of getting delivery on a laundry pair and repairing ruined drywall. The problem is complicated by a laundry area just wide enough to fit machine and walk-way.

The subsequent juggling of appliance delivery, plumber to cap the natural gas line and wall fix turned into a re-do on the whole room. New flooring, baseboard, paint and shelving.

New drywall in, walls prepped for priming.

The smallest detail will stall out a home improvement project. Thanks to having built a house, we have skills and no shortage of tools. However. it will take multiple trips to the hardware store before we have collected all the bits and bobs required.

Appliances get delivered the week this is posted. Presently we’re in the thick of the “mess” with any luck there be a load of laundry tumbling in a re-furbished space by weeks end.

The Hatch

First step; string the rod.

Our fishing adventures are not season dependent. We’re on the stream all times of the year. However, there are some aspects of fishing early summer that add to the enjoyment. Prolific bug hatches bring dry fly fishing and that is the best.

Waiting on the strike.

Now there are aquatic insects constantly crawling, or swimming, regardless of season, weather, or temperature.

As temperatures rise, insect activity increases. In summer the hatches are more frequent often bigger bugs and peak dry fly season is here.

Sometimes all it takes it one size smaller.
Basalt cliffs of the Crooked River

The zenith, in our area, is the Salmon Fly a large stone fly hatch on the Deschutes river. Closer to home is the “mother’s day caddis” a prolific hatch at the end of May (thus the name).

This event brings the Crooked River out of winter’s quiet crowd-less days and into a near fishing derby atmosphere. Venture up there on a weekend to find every pull-out and camp site is filled with rod vault festooned trucks. The river is littered with wader covered bodies thrashing flylines on the water.

We share the stream with osprey, though it seems they are the better fisher.

We manage to avoid most of this nonsense by hitting the stream mid-week, though there are still above average crowds. In a few weeks the Crooked’s banks will quiet down, but for most of June it’s game on.

Wading staff waits on the next move upstream.

There is clearly sport found in swinging nymphs and cold weather isn’t the limiting factor. Fish are always feeding and fisherman find success in sub-surface presentations. The biggest catches are typically taken on nymphs or streamers drifted through feeding lanes.

Tip has become a “river dog.” He is quite adept at reading the water and finding just the right spot to wade in for a drink.

That said, there is nothing that compares to fishing over a hatch. Floating an imitation along the top of the water, waiting on a flash of silver, the reaction to hook set, and the rod bending to the fight. It’s just more exciting to take fish on a dry fly. Thus we are here, sharing the river with too many hatch seekers and shrieking with joy even at the strikes we miss.