Over the past couple years I haven’t done nearly as much fly fishing as I used to, and this year I missed the opener as we were away at Merlefest. I’ve finally got around to going through my gear, making sure everything was in order.… Read More
All posts by “Eugene Knapik”
I’ve had a complaint…
Apparently, the planned obsolescence model practiced by the IT world has not reached all parts of the fair province of Ontario, and a reader with either a painfully slow computer or a painfully slow connection or maybe even both has complained it took him 8… Read More
She likes kielbasa better than fish…
Somebody entered “she likes kielbassa better than fish” into a search engine and came up with this blog. You asked for it buddy, you got it. It’s polka time on 27th St. Here are Buffalo’s own Scrubby and Trojak But while we’re on a Polish… Read More
Trout Magic
Regular readers will recall that I recently re-read Anatomy of a Murder by Robert Traver. Since doing so, and also because I’m planning a little trip to Michigan’s Upper Peninsula in June, I decided to re-read his trout fishing books as well, Trout Madness and… Read More
The spring garden
Although the garden season is just beginning, there are a few spring highlights….
Working on a new mountain banjo
This design is much different than that of the oil cans. With the oil can banjos, as with gourd banjos, the neck has a dowel stick, typically one piece that goes through the pot. The mountain banjo has a pot made from three rings of… Read More
The Imagination Stations
The summer before last, I created a lean-to out in the back yard, and then last year I made a second one. Maintaining the back garden, with all the mature trees and the shrubs in the back, generates plenty of sticks of various sizes and… Read More
Spring garden clean-up
Tuffy P has been working on cleaning up the front gardens as the season’s new growth begins. In a few weeks, this photo will look very bare, but for now the garden looks fresh and clean and full of new growth. Tuffy has planted a… Read More
The Grand Old Man of 27th Street
Jerry.
Fiddleheads
What a perfect day for a walk in the woods. My friend Tiffanie had mentioned quite a while ago that she’d like to pick fiddleheads. Since I know where to find some and since ’tis the season, I suggested we go pick a good bag… Read More