March 31st, 2002:
Spring arrived last Wednesday, a week late but no less
welcome. We were in Kelvington in the afternoon, and the water was
running down the street in a torrent. Here at the Park there was more
road surface visible but not much different otherwise. Since then we got
some very strong winds, especially Friday, and that took the snow down.
Funny – it was only -2· but with that wind, walking was colder than
it was in the winter!
Then it turned cold again. Yesterday there was a very
strong north wind all day, with temperatures well below freezing. It's a
bit better today - still cool, but the wind is much lighter.
Another sign of spring - the ice fishing huts are
disappearing from the Lake. I believe they have to be off by tonight.
There seemed to be a fair number of anglers hoping for a last minute
catch; if the deep freeze isn't full by now they will have to do without
for a few weeks.
Congratulations to Lana and Derek Woulfe on the birth
of their son, Hunter Michael. Hunter arrived on Saturday, March 23rd at
Melfort. Mother, father and baby are all doing fine, but Jack looks a
little stressed out.
At the Doghide River Festival last weekend, I met a
couple from northeast of Tisdale who, like a lot of us, like to feed the
wild birds. Also like a lot of us, they don't claim to be bird experts,
but they do know a goldfinch from a grosbeak. For the past three months,
they have had a pair of cardinals coming to their feeder, one a
brilliant orange/red, the other with more muted colors, more brownish.
That sure matches the pictures in my bird book! It says the cardinal is
non-migratory, but has been gradually expanding its range both north and
south in the 20th century. I have heard of the odd one being seen in
Winnipeg, but never this far north. I suggested to the couple that they
try to get a photo of it, and notify the Sask. Natural History Society.
Doreen suggested that I not mention their name for fear of having them
inundated with bird fanciers, which is what happened to Donna Wickstrom
when she had a painted bunting in her yard. I will keep in touch with
them, though, and give their name when they say it is okay.
Last week's Bjorkdale Bandits Ice Fishing Derby was
another success, though the fishing was unimpressive. A total of twelve
fish were caught, and the winner was under two pounds. I phoned Rocky
Chysyk and he said they sold over 200 tickets, but there weren't more
than about 150 people fishing. Candace Thorpe with her 1 lb. 14 oz. jack
won first prize; Ed Yablonski won second, Donna Clark took third, and
our own George Renneberg got 4th. Of course, modest old George wouldn't
say a word about being a championship angler - not much!
I heard an interesting story about a fishing derby
over at McBride Lake: an angler was calling it quits and reeling in his
line, but noticed a minnow following his lure. He scooped it out and
took it to the judge's stand where it was duly measured, weighed and
recorded, and it won 22nd prize!
I spoke to Peggy Looby at the Doghide River Festival.
Peggy has a moose dog, and by that I mean moose wander all over Peggy's
yard, and Shep watches them. Doesn't do anything, wise dog, just
watches. I was puzzled, though, and asked Peggy if she named all her
dogs Shep. The reason I asked is several years ago, Shep had an accident
on the road and after that they called him Tripod. "Didn't I hear
that he had a further accident that ended his career?" I asked her.
"No," she replied; "We tried, but he was too wise. Since
then, we haven't been able to catch him." He must have recovered
from that first accident, because I heard no further mention of Tripod.