Several years ago, Phyllis and I purchased a vacation home in the Lake Tahoe, California area davidrealty.com as a remote spot for all of our family to enjoy for years to come.
We had visited there many times with family and stayed at my sister’s home on the lake and fell in love with the area. We joined the Tahoe National Forest Preserve and almost every time we visit, we see coyotes and bears cross our back yard looking for food or just passing through.
Generally, the wildlife will not bother people unless harassed. One bright crisp morning Phyllis and I stepped out on the back porch to look at the magnificent view through the forest only to come almost face to face with a medium size brown bear at our back porch.
Phyllis has never been what I would call a fast runner, but friends, that day she moved rather speedily. We watched this magnificent animal from inside for almost 20 minutes until it wandered away. I wondered to myself, what is that bear thinking? Does it mean us harm or is it just curious?
We know that bears have an astounding sense of smell and have been known to break into houses and ransack the fridge and everything else if they sense there is something to eat in there. They are protected by law and it is illegal to feed them, although an eccentric lady that lives behind us does it quite frequently.
So, I am thinking why some fool like me would buy a house knowing it is a highway for carnivores and get a thrill out of watching them almost eat us?
We also rent this cabin to weekend vacationers and their biggest event is also seeing a bear. Go figure.
Most of the permanent residents around there take all of this in stride, as these happenings are a way of life and have been for many years. Could I ever get used to something like this on a regular basis? What do I do if I open the door after flying 2,000 miles and find my beautiful house has been trashed by a hairy monster?
Well, thanks to the local bear league, and some contractor friends we have implemented harmless ways to discourage these curious creatures – so we hope. One even ate the insulation under our pier and beam house after spending time snoozing there. Welcome to the great outdoors and life at the top of the mountain. At least the air is clean and pure at 6,500 feet.
The mouth of the righteous is a fountain of life, but the mouth of the wicked conceals violence. Prov. 10:11
I have always been a curious guy. I remember vividly riding with my dad and asking him why some electric poles were crooked and some were straight and why a used car sells for a lot less that a new car?
The answers are obvious now, but at 10 or 11 they were a mystery. And after marrying my childhood sweetheart (53 yrs.), 3 children and their spouses and 11 grandchildren I still wonder about lots of things.
I am an amateur musician (piano) – hence – offbeats in the blog name. I am the oldest of 5 children, born in Northwest Louisiana and still living here. My family has been heavily involved in land and timer interests in Louisiana since 1923. I tried working for family for a while, but it was not meant to be, and settled on a career in real estate investments which Phyllis (wife) and I still do today.
Phyllis and I have always enjoyed humor in raising the kids, life and work. Even though our kids have been adults for many years with grown children, we still call each other when we see a funny billboard sign, advertisement or just hear something that makes us bend over laughing.
We have been members of a local Southern Baptist church since 1989 and for the most part are satisfied spiritually there. During that time, we have had 6 Pastors.
Our current friends are mostly people we first met in the 1970’s and 1980’s. We travel a good deal since our kids and grandkids are scattered, mostly by air but some by car, as our night driving abilities have diminished.
I will attempt to keep this blog lively, humorous and current.
I welcome feedback. Just keep it civil and to the point. There will also be some promotions from time to time – but not in excess.
Come along with me and enjoy life’s humor.
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine. Prov. 17:22