My first remote control plane.

August 29th, 2012

It has been a while but I thought I would finally write something about the remote control plane Sarah got me for Christmas (2011).

For years now I have been whining like a little girl about getting a remote control this and a remote control that. As prices keep going down and more and more junk toys are available in the malls I kept threatening to get one even though I knew they wouldn’t last long and my interest would rapidly die away. As luck would have it sarah started work at a local firm in Kingwood and happened to be sitting next to a guy who has been flying RC planes for years. Having heard him talk about it and mentioning that she was thinking of getting me a remote control helicopter he, fortunately, talked her out of that and showed her everything that would be needed for an awesome and totally unexpected, Christmas present.

What I ended up with was a Pelican from Crash Test Hobby. This may not be the best looking plane in the  world but it is probably one of the best for a total beginner, but more of that later.

More caribou pictures

October 4th, 2008

Here are some more pictures of caribou. The day after the main event Roger and I were taken down to the end of the lake so we could have a look around and see if we could see some more caribou. Just as we got there we climbed a hill and saw a massive herd of caribou about half a mile away. Shortly they started to move out so we went down the hill we were on and up the next to see if we could cut them off and get some pictures. As we got to the top we saw them moving away in the distance. As we got close we stopped by a rock to watch. After a while they stopped going past. As we waited we looked round and saw a small herd of about 10 animals coming right towards us. As we were behind a rock it took them a while to spot us. See if you can tell which was the first to see us…

Caribou herd six

Caribou herd five

Caribou Herd three

Caribou herd two

Caribou herd four

Here is one of a few from the initial herd after we caught up:

Caribou herd seven

We made it

October 1st, 2008

So, we finally made it back from Sufferville (the local name for Schefferville and I can see why). It was a successful trip but transportation was a nightmare, full details of which will follow when I make it back to the UK.

In the mean time, this is the result:

Roger got the first:

The first and biggest...

Roger’s second, this was the last:

Rogers second and final

My first with lovely velvet antlers:

My first with velvet

My final Caribou:

My second Caribou

So, as you can see we got four nice Caribou three of which had double shovels (the very front part of the antlers above the nose) which is pretty rare.

The meat tastes pretty good, more tender than beef and sweeter.

How Remote?

September 19th, 2008

Today we heard from our guys on their trip up North. We were glad to hear from them, because we hadn’t had any contact since Tuesday. It seems that they couldn’t dial out of the hotel they were staying at, and there wasn’t any sign of a mobile connection at all. Paul was able to get on to some WiFi someplace, as he posted some pictures to Rudders NOT at Home, and sent me an email, which I only received this morning.

They were finally able to call this morning as they’ve just arrived in Schefferville. Apparently, their train was 6 hours late, and according to Dad, they didn’t get in until 3am. There was some snow which contributed to the lateness, and Paul says the outfitters are now trying to get everyone out to camps. He reckons since they were last in, that they’ll also be the last out. Bummer for them, I think. But, they’ve still got a week ahead to hunt.

One last shot…

September 16th, 2008

Paul and dad have been talking about this great adventure now for ages. It’s finally here, and they all left on Monday morning, bright and early. I’ve been bugging Paul about updating this blog for ages, because it’d be nice to know a bit about the route they’re taking, the things they’ve put together to take, etc. On top of that,  the whole hunting aspect of the trip has been changed slightly because of caribou migratory patterns. Now, wouldn’t people like to know about all that? I think yes, but there’s not much I can do.

But, I do take photos, and I do know how this blogging software runs, so I thought I’d at least update some of the stuff that I can. With photos. Classic photos of Paul and my dad. An odder couple, I’m not sure it exists. :) So, here’s some pics with some commentary. Love you both lots.

The day after we got home, Dad had Paul shoot his gun. Paul didn’t have to buy a gun for this hunting trip, because my dad apparently had a spare. It was important Paul shoot the gun before they left for a multitude of reasons. I’ll let Paul fill you in on those reasons. I just like how my dad looks like he’s imparting all of his wisdom on Paul. Really, he’s saying: “You do know how this works, don’t you?”

Looking over the gun

Here’s another classic shot of Paul aiming and getting ready to fire. Actually, because dad doesn’t have his fingers in his ears, and I’m taking a picture, this leads me to believe that this was after Paul actually shot the gun, and he’s looking through the scope to see if he actually hit the target.


Here’s where he sent my father up to the top of the hill to retrieve the used target. Isn’t that awful of him, taking advantage of an old man like that?


And here’s the last picture I have in this series. It’s a bit of an odd site, and definitely not one you see every day. Paul holding a gun. You can tell he’s just posing – he doesn’t have his ear muffs on!

Paul and the gun

He did pretty well with the target shooting. I only hope he does so well when facing down a caribou.