Tuesday, March 31, 2020

2020 Coronavirus & Eastern Sierra Trout Opener


By kiki





For over 50 years now, my boys and I have eagerly waited for the last April weekend to make the trek up Highway 395 and onto the Eastern Sierra for our traditional fishing trip on the opening day of the trout fishing season. 

But this year, 2020, nature has thrown us a curve with the coronavirus epidemic.




My boys and I were looking forward to showing some new friends our favorite fishing holes. But a few days ago, the June Pines Cabins manager called James and told him that because of the virus, they, and most of the June Lake Loop, would not be open for the opener. She gave James a choice to get back the money that had already been paid or save it for a later date. After James talked to his fishing mates, it was decided to keep it for a later date. Now the question is when? Because nobody knows when this virus that is killing people all over the globe will itself be dead. So, for now, everything is in limbo.



The fishing tradition started in the mid-1960s by my late cousin Tony Adame will need to take a back seat to the fight against the Coronavirus. We need to win this war, but I hope we will not lose the war or any of our fishing group members in winning the battle. God willing, the tradition for the boys and friends will continue next year. 



I decided late last year that I had made my final trip to the Sierra because of age and health issues. However, I do have one last hope, and that is to end: where it all started, my participation in the trout fishing tradition, with a few mid-summer days in the Independence and Lone Pine area. The Independence and Lone Pine area fishing is mostly creek and stream fishing. That was my favorite type of fishing in my younger days, but my legs haven't cooperated for about the last 15 years; they just won't walk me up and down the creeks anymore. So I have had to settle for lake fishing, which is okay, but I miss looking for the pools in the streams. 
Hopefully, if I spend a few days in the area, my legs will become young again. I'll settle for just a few days. 


     

Tuesday, March 3, 2020

For Frank and His Beloved Chata

By Randy De La O

You cannot own a dog anymore than you can own another person.

If you are lucky and blessed enough to find a dog that loves you and loves you unconditionally then you have found something special.

A friend that will run with you, play with you, bring out the boy that lives inside of you and comfort you when you have the blues.

They will bark like crazy when someone passes by the house or knock on the door but even when it drives us nuts we know why they do it. They are protecting their family.

All they ask in return is to be fed and watered, a spot in the house to find comfort and a spot in your heart to be loved.

Their time with us is always too short. The time with our beloved friends always ends too soon. We mourn their loss when their time comes.

People that are lucky enough to know the unconditional love of a dog know something that cannot be shared with words. It can only be experienced.

You will never have a more loyal friend!

Monday, March 2, 2020

Our Beloved Chata AKA Miley

By kiki


                                            Our beloved Chata

We have lost our beloved Chata. Chata, our English Bulldog has made her transition journey, and in the process, she took a piece of my heart with her to doggie heaven. I vividly remember the day I first met Chata: one early evening in 2008 I was lying in bed watching TV when James walked into my room and threw a bundle of joy at me. I caught the bundle in midair and I took one look at her smashed face and I was a goner. On that day Chata and I embarked on a friendship that took many twists and turns. Twists and turns because like most females she was a moody creature; one moment she wanted to kill me by knocking me down and biting my feet; in the next moment she would be, with a sorry look on her face, licking my face. We all wish her a peaceful and painless journey to doggie heaven. Rest easy Mija, and know that we love you and that we will never forget you.
  
                                                             Chata

Every living thing has its time, every living thing begins and every living thing ends. And as much as it hurts; let us not shy away from that reality. 


                      Our beloved Chata is home, where she belongs