Monday, May 13, 2019

Rancho Springo Bloomo

 This is grandson, 16 year old Thatcher, giving rides on the Ranch Rocket. The kids love this motorized thrill producer. Thatch was a most careful driver knowing that he was hauling precious cargo. 

This is Miss Moira who fits handily in the cargo bin. She's are real basket case, eh? 









Connie all but swore her kitchen was never going to smell like a chicken coop again. Well...that didn't happen. Here's our dozen plus two baby chicks. Each was selected by the grandkids who even named some of them.





 Here's grandma helping try on the new clothes for a doll. She and the gals sewed them up right pretty! 

The Howden clan. I keep telling their mother that, "If you keep feeding them, they'll just keep growing!"

"What's up, Doc? Haven't you ever seen a golden laced wing Wyandotte chick before?" This is a week after the kids departed.

Here's the entire hen herd. This is their first day in the cage. The cage is actually in the coop. We'll keep them in there for a couple of weeks or so until the weather gets a tad warmer.




Here's garden box #1 with #2 in the background (the squash have consumed it!). #3 is hidden behind #2. These are a special green bean of some sort that Connie
wanted to try so she could can
a bunch of them. Works for me. 
On the other half of this box is
where the eggplant are hiding.






Well!  Plant the okra and water my ‘maters! It’s May…..2019!  If that doesn’t just make you want to dig out your “Dick and Dee Dee”, “Paul and Paula”, and “Peaches and Herb” collections, I don’t know what will!

Just where is the time going (he ponders for the zillionth time)?! Oh, well; no sense dwelling on things like, “Why do steam rollers always go straight to the bottom when crossing a pond?”.  You just can’t change some things.
Moving along: here’s the latest from ROR and it’s still…interesting around here.

Got grand kiddies?: yep! Sure do! In fact, we had seven grand kiddies come up to see us! Connie’s daughter, Trixie, and her young’uns  came up for a three day visit. Trixie’s husband, Dan, is being transferred to Houston from Torrance. That means, of course, that they will be 1,722 miles away (25 driving hours) instead of 189 miles (3 hours driving time). So, we all wanted to get together prior to the big move.

It was a really grand time! Some of the fun centered around the young ladies helping their grandmother with the cooking. Granny had much of the itinerary planned and prepped so the gals all joined in and made a great spread! We had food!!

That’s not all, though. They had all been used to getting to play with our bird herd when here. Since there hadn’t been any chickens around for a while, it was determined that the old folks needed to have at least a few hens on hand for fresh eggs (which is exactly our thinking four years ago i.e. no plans for a huge hoard of hens).

So, to make things interesting, we hauled the kids down to a couple of feed stores and let them pick out a couple of birds each. They couldn’t have been happier! They each got to hold and pet their day-old puff ball and name it.
5 year old Warner Philip (obviously a comedian in the making) named his, “Randy”.  He gave specific directions on how to take care of his baby birdie buddy while he was away.

An excited 6 year old, Moira, came and grabbed Connie and pointed to her bird (who was hunkering down to take a nap). “She’s laying an egg!”, she exclaimed. Connie was hard pressed to keep herself from rolling on the floor laughing. “Honey”, she said, “She’s a baby bird and a couple of days ago, she was an egg!”. Reckon we’ll have to get back to Moira at a later date and explain more about ranching.

The pressure’s on! : not long ago (when lots of things happen around here), we were employing our “Power Pressure Cooker” when it decided to release its grip on the lid locking pin. “Oh, swell!”, lamented the long-suffering chef in charge of high-pressure food maceration. “Looks like we won’t be taking beans to the pot-luck!”. “Well, praise the Lord!”, Connie the Sous Chef gleefully proclaimed (reckon beans are not her friends).

Anyway, after making sure that I wasn’t offended by her “Menu B” substitution, she recommended that it was time to call the company and tell them that we had a busticated pot.

I have to hand it to the good folks that vend these big babies; they stand by their big steaming chunks of metal with both feet. A quick explanation of the issue was given to the agent and then she was asked how to get a replacement lid or such.  

After explaining that we had the ten quart model, the nice lady on the phone got our full name and address and advised that they would be shipping us new unit! Zowie!  I was thinking that it would cost us thirty bucks for a new lid and twenty more for shipping! In only about a week, we had our new bean nuker and were back to “Menu A” for the next pot luck!

There was more good news! It was an entirely different cooker! This one was beefier, had a stainless steel pot (the other was Teflon which scratched up) , and it has one more cooking selection than the old one; it has sous vide!

I’ve wanted to tinker with sous vide for a long time. But,  the Ol’ Rancher wasn’t about to pop for another appliance around here that was likely going to be used only a couple of times per year. This new highfalutin pot will likely change my thinking by quite a bit!

There’s rain in them thar foothills!: yep! We got our seasonal rains and a bunch more! The rivers, creeks, canals, and ponds are all full! The crabs and the fishes are doing the be-bop-be (thank you, Hank Williams - "My Bucket's Got a Hole In It")! After 5 years of meager precipitation (the clouds were being squeezed so hard they were moaning!), we are rejoicing in our wonderful spring bloom! Seems that Rancho Relaxo will no longer look like it belongs in Lake Havasu City! We’re green!

What’s the latest buzz?: the bees are prospering what with the grand bloom. We have two hives now so we’ll be checking on the honey production soon. There hasn’t been a honey harvest in four years so we won’t feel guilty for robbing the boxes. However, we may just pass on this year’s harvest since we already have an abundance of honey on tap and in storage.

A gardening we shall go!: the four garden boxes did get planted this year. Box 1 has a special green bean that Connie the Canner ran across. She wants to can a bunch of them for this next winter. In the same box, egg plants are to be found. That was Rancho Ran’s idea because he’s armed with a bunch of recipes (but doesn’t know how to use them yet). There were a couple of extra tomato plants so they were stuffed in with the other boxes with the greens (making a total of eight tomato plants).

In Box 2, there are both zucchini and summer squash and four tomato plants. These are the largest most prosperous squash plants that we’ve yet seen (rain and water are our friends!). Their huge leaves form a beautiful canopy over the entire box and are crowding the 'maters! So far, there are several small squash sprouting out. In a couple of weeks, we’ll be serving up fresh summer squash!

The old folks at the ranch can’t get enough squash. When it’s squash season, we have loads of soups, stews, and sautéed zukes (of the “gad” variety, no doubt) around here. Of course, without giving away a ton of them, we wouldn’t have room to turn around in the kitchen. So, friends, relatives, and neighbors will get enough of them to be tired of them by late summer.

Box 3 is a mix of green bell peppers, tomatoes, and zucchini, all of which still allow room for a small patch of oregano. The oregano started out as a mark down at a grocery store. So, the Ol’ bargain hunter shelled out a buck for some fresh oregano that still had roots. He then plopped it into the garden box and watered it and, before he knew what happened, he had a nice patch of ready-to-pick oregano. Spaghetti, anyone?

Box 4 is also a mix. It sports green onions, potatoes, asparagus, and a gopher. The last item is the unwelcomed one, don’tcha know. The green onions were also mark downs but from “Lowe’s”. We got a big batch of them and planted them but didn't much care if they grew or not. They did grow and are ready to harvest. I had a handful of them a couple of weeks ago with dinner.

The asparagus was planted almost as a total lark. They were closeouts and cost almost nothing so we picked up a couple of them. Just about everything you can do to kill an asparagus plant was done but the two small lonely bunches survived. They’re there mostly for decoration since they look so weird.

On the other hand, the spuds were a total lark. We had a lot of them going to seed so they were whacked up and planted. Lo and behold if they didn’t immediately prosper! Alas, one of the local gophers had just commenced a “potatoes only” diet and began noshing and feasting with all alacrity through the fifteen or so plants. According to the assessed damage, we’re now looking for a twenty pound gopher who is stuck in a tunnel in the garden bed.

Hamming it up: the ham shack is coming along (albeit at a pace that’s comparable to trying to suck a golf ball through a water hose). One issue is location (as in “location, location, location”); Rancho Relaxo is surrounded by hills. This is not a good thing if you’re a ham operator.

For the electronically disinclined, radio signals don’t really bore holes in hills. They need the hole to already be there or need someone to move the mountain out of the way. One way to surmount the issue is to use a repeater. Well, that works for VHF/UHF but not for HF which is an important part of long distance communication .VHF/UHF is “line of sight” transmissions and  confined to local use (or roughly a 20 mile radius in most cases). Using a repeater (without linking) gives a larger radius of about 50-100 miles (depending upon a number of factors like antenna height and repeater output power).

A 35’  “Slinky” style horizontal dipole project was finally completed for HF /low bands use. In the beginning, it appeared that it would load up and work on most ham bands. However, the tuning was all done when the weather was rainy which made the grounding aspect of the station much more efficient. After things dried out, the antenna just wouldn’t load properly.

The dipole was selected for two main reasons. One was that it was easy to build (the Ol’ Hamster has built a number of them in the past) and it was inexpensive to build (El Cheapo at your service). The other reason is that the dipole has a much higher radiation pattern than a vertical antenna.
Being located in a “bowl” necessitates a higher radiation pattern. “NVIS” (near vertical incidence sky wave”) is the recommended approach for that environment and the recommended antenna is the dipole.

However, since the dipole wouldn’t load, and since it would take a while to rebuild the thing so that it does load correctly, it was time to try another direction.

A couple of years ago, an old 11 Meter CB antenna was acquired at a yard sale. It was a standard 5/8 wavelength vertical with four radials. It was in dire need of an overhaul (hey…it was…cheap!). Fortunately, said overhaul only took about an hour to complete and only required a cutoff wheel grinder, a wire brush wheel, small sheet metal and machine screws, and some elbow grease.

It was mounted on a tripod about 5 feet off the ground. This isn’t all that optimal but it’s still usable if you have radials and decent grounding. An extension cable was run out to the area behind the barn where the worktable was and my ham gear was established there. The rig was an ICOM IC-735 transceiver with the matching power supply, an MFJ-949E tuner, the stock ICOM mic, and a fully automatic CW/Morse Code keyer. I like noise so I hooked up the auxiliary speaker. 

There was no doubt that the 21.5’ vertical would tune the 10 meter ham band because there's only a one meter difference between the bands (11M CB is 26.965 mhz to 27.405 mhz and 10M ham is 28.0 MHZ to 29.00 MHZ). That had been done before using a CB mobile antenna which was mounted on my Chrysler during the road trip in ’03. A 25 watt Realistic HTX-100 mono-band 10M transceiver was run to a Mobile CB antenna by tuning it with an antenna tuner. Piece of pie. 

Did it tune to the 12 meter ham band? Nope. It didn’t. But, that wasn’t a big letdown since most commercial verticals have an issue with that band, too (I’ve never operated on that band anyway). 

How about 15 meters? Yep. In fact, it tuned with an absolutely flat SWR (standing wave ratio). OK, but how about 20 meters which is the band that is usually open and used by most hams? YEP! That one too!  20M also tuned with a flat (1:1) SWR. What was surprising was that it also tuned down to the 30M band (10.100 mhz - 10.150 mhz) and with a perfectly acceptable 1.5:1 SWR. Love it.

Ah, but would it get out of the bowl? A sweep of the 20M band found a net controller on 14. 300 mhz. He was in Missouri and was the eastern part of the net (the other part being in Torrance, CA). I checked into the net with no problem and was tickled that our signal strength reports were the same! That’s called “getting out”!

So, using the vertical will work for now for the upper HF bands. However, there’s a brand new 100’ off-center fed G5RV dipole that is waiting to be mounted out back. That will be a reference for the lower HF bands which are 40M, 80M, and even 160M (if it will tune that low).

It will be mounted 7’ off the ground with three slightly-longer-than 100’ ground radials running 6’ apart and parallel to the antenna (acting as a reflector). This should also reflect much of the signal upward and, hopefully, will take advantage of the NVIS principle. 

There you have it: another episode of what's happening at Rancho Relaxo, home of Rancho Ran, the world's foremost authority (the previous one died) and Connie the Canner (world's greatest side-cook): where the air smells like a giant hot loaf of bread (when there aren't any dead chickens lying around): where things can get...interesting, and where...you just never know.