Have you ever seen an eagle's nest? It is huge! There's an active eagle's nest right in down town Homer, complete with two parents and a chick. It's awesome and often traffic-stopping. It's been fun to watch. See, even eagles know that two parents is best!
All you who live in central Pennsylvania are used to tractors. They are essential to work on a farm and are used for lots of tasks. But have you ever seen one used as a boat launch? Yes, I'm serious----a boat launch! There's a beach near here where dozens of boats go out to the bay daily. The boats are launched with the help of big tractors. It's like a valet service. With the people on the boat and the boat on the trailer, the tractor hooks up to the trailer and drives onto the beach and into the surf. The boat slides off the trailer into the water and takes off. Meanwhile the tractor parks the trailer on the beach where it will be picked up later to reverse the process and bring the boat out of the water. Slick, right?
So what happens if you have a good-sized pick up truck and decide to do the same thing yourself, sans the tractor? Then you will probably find yourself sans a truck! We saw such a situation a few days ago. It was quite a scary sight watching the water coming up higher and higher onto that truck. It was completely stuck about 30ft out in the water. Just happens the tide was coming in. Did I mention that the tides are huge here? Yep, there's 20-25 ft difference twice a day everyday, unless there's a storm. Then the difference increases!
Fortunately, the tractor driver finally took pity on the truck owner and pulled the truck out of the water. The tractor operator took over an hour to make the decision to do that though. Apparently, there was a money dispute between the two men.
Then there was the horse fiasco in our yard. Those of you who have a lot of "horse knowledge" will be able to picture this easily, I'm sure. Instead of moose in our yard, we had two escaped horses last night. Three people showed up to try to corral them. After much yelling, chasing, shooing, and flapping, one horse was harnessed.
As one of the people was trying to saddle the harnessed horse, however, the other horse decided it was a great time to try making baby horses! Off fell the saddle and the blanket. Then there was even more yelling, chasing, and shooing, but the flapping turned into wild, frantic flailing at the male horse, with a few curses sprinkled in. This went on for more than a few minutes. The male horse was very determined and quite obviously ready!
Finally one person started running through the brush toward home leading the female. The male horse followed, still bouncing around trying to position himself. The rest of the party was at the end of the parade. I could only see flashes of the horses above the brush as they proceeded, but every so often an arm could be seen high in the air, flapping wildly. Apparently the male horse was still being-----determined!
Now, would I have experienced all this in PA? Most definitely not! See how traveling teaches you new things?
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