Saturday, July 08, 2017

Of Rifles and Creeks

Yesterday I picked up Anselm (formerly known as the little boy) and we went to the DMV to get my handicap placard.  Yes, I am officially lame, according to my doctors and the state of California.   At least I'll always have a place to park my car now.  After the DMV we went to Bass Pro and I bought Anselm a Marlin 60.  He wanted a larger calibre rifle but after I told him to compare the price of a box .22lr cartridges to the price of a box of .375 H&H cartridges he agreed that the Marlin 60 was the right rifle.

Today I took Basil and his friend to Los Gatos Creek.  The official trail does not go by the part of the creek we were in.  It was overgrown with trees and other vegetation; about as wild as one can get in the city.  We identified lots of edible things: fennel, pepper, blackberries, elderberries, figs, and onions.  A flock of geese splashed down right next to me.  A family of ducks swam past.  The boys found a deep place and jumped off rocks into the water.  It was fun to watch.

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