So I'm spending a few extra minutes before the darkness descends upon the pond trying to get a fish to bite again. The family has already taken the suburban up to the big house leaving me the ATV. So noticing there are no fish being tempted by my tasty flies, I pack up and hop on the 4-wheeler for a chili ride home. Oh yeah, the days may be shorts and t-shirt hot, but the nights are definately sweatshirt and pants cold.
I arrive at the door and here's my mother shushing me and scurying me inside to check out a wolverine on the porch. I'm trying to visualize what she's talking about since she's more excited than scared as hell if it had been a wolverine. So I look out on the deck and it seems to be a badger-like spiny and shy creature.
What course of action does the Claus family have, but to surround it armed with my camera and a flashlight to try and see what it was while at the same time leave it completely cornered. Lucky for us we identified it as a porcupine which are not very afraid of people and sort-of shy and dumb. Furthermore, we named it "Boof." Us city folk don't get to see too many porcupines in the wild, so pretty neat. I'm just glad it wasn't a wolverine. Thanks Boof for not being a wolverine.
I also have a picture of me attempting a 360 on my wakeboard which did not really work out. I think if I would have just held on...maybe.
Lastly, a picture of my sister driving the boat in honor of her freshman year at P.L.U. Go Lutes, whatever they are.
