BOATHOUSE PHOTO GALLERY–3

Richie’s Ode to Boathouse Barrels: Will you still pop in? Will you still float me? When I’m sixty-four?

Building a wall with Paul, who chain-sawed Barbi’s house out of ice back in 1989.

Building a new plank while mallards quack for corn to be tossed onto the ice. 2018.

New generation visits. Nephew Chris. Great-nephew Eddie. 2018

Eddie on top of the world at the boathouse.

Eddie celebrates his birthday, cooking snow on the woodstove.

Blessed in Winter.

Blessed in Spring.

Blessed in Summer.

Blessed in Autumn.

Blessed by Lake Itasca, headwaters of the Mississippi River 1989.

Blessed by the headwaters 2014.

Blessed by Barbi’s green thumb.(Monarch butterflies lose an estimated 6,000 acres of habitat every day in the United States, according to Bicycling with Butterflies, Sara Dykman, p. 92.)

Covid-19 project. New plank for Barbi’s boathouse. Summer 2020.

River-rat Writer in his lair. “I was so much older then, I’m younger than that now.”

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About Richie

Richie explored North America by bicycle 1977-2006, frequently visiting Indian reservations. He writes fiction, bird articles and an occasional book review and newspaper column.

He has monitored bird populations for professional institutions and as a citizen scientist since the 1980s.