Hello everyone and welcome to another adventure of a different type.  This one is with my Dad at a time when he really enjoyed collecting insulators.  I am going to do a post one day introducing you to the joys of collecting these fascinating little items.  But at the time of this adventure with my Dad, I was not too thrilled about collecting them, Dad was however, so we often went on these little adventures looking for these glass and porcelain things.  Sorry I don’t really have any pictures from those adventures, wish I did, but neither of us had a camera at that time.  Sigh.  But here is one of our adventures for you to enjoy.

Right now it is very nice and sunny and warm, just the kind of day that Dad and I like for insulatoring. So off we went. It was a wet year, unlike this one.  After a mile of walking we really didn’t have much to show for our efforts. Only half a dozen very common types, but at least they were in nice condition. Then came a marshy area. Some poles had been cut down and were left lying in the water. Complete with cross arms and insulators. Unfortunately they were out of reach. If we could only reach out to that grassy clump we could get a number of insulators. Hmm.

Dad found part of an old pole. We stood it up and dropped in towards the grassy clump. Whump! Splash! We did it. Amazing. Go out and get them, said Dad. Why me, I asked? Because you’re smaller and I will sit on the pole so it won’t move, replied dad. Pole is solid, I said, and you have better balance, and also it was your idea to go insulatoring today. Fine, said Dad. And off he went. Made it easily. He started taking off the insulators. I sat on the pole watching.

Good and solid, as I tried to rock it. Then it moved. Just slightly. Got Dad in the back of the legs. And he sat down. On the other side of the pole. With a noticeably loud schlump! He was waving his arms. I can’t get up, he called. Why not, I asked? Don’t ask questions, just come and help me, he yelled. So I found a stick and walked over to where Dad was sitting. Wow, you’re in deep, I said. Haha, said Dad. I tried poking my stick under him. What are you trying to do, asked Dad? Pry you out, said I. BONEHEAD! Odd that he would be enjoying this. That’s gooey mud, I said, I think you are sinking deeper. Very funny, said Dad. Maybe if I lift your legs, I said. Which I started to do. AAAAAAAAAAA!!!!! Don’t lay down, I said, that’s water behind you. Put my legs down, he said.  Hmm.

Here, I’ll roll you over. Nooo!!! Dad’s arm went underwater that time. Now you’re getting wet, I said. BONEHEAD, said Dad. Double odd. AAAAAAA!! What’s that, asked Dad? I put the stick under you when I rolled you over. It actually worked. Sort of. Dad managed to pull himself out. Wow, look at the size of that hole you made, I said. Haha, said Dad. Since you’re here, help get the rest of these insulators, said Dad. Nothing much exciting here, I said. Get that one, said Dad. Can’t reach, said I. Move closer, said Dad, it’s solid. I did. It wasn’t. My feet disappeared. AAAAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!! Wet feet, I said. Oh, said Dad. I think he did that deliberately. Finally we were both back on solid ground again.

 The gulls were squawking overhead. Just like they are now. I really enjoy that sound. A real sound of summer. Muffin is enjoying here patch of sunshine by the window. Sun and a nice breeze too. Nice. If the weather is nice, get out and enjoy the outdoors.  I hope you have enjoyed this little adventure.  Until next time, enjoy the remainder of your day and God bless!

Steve and Muffin.

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