Wednesday, July 18, 2012
1000 MILE CANOE QUEST
Hooray! I just paddled across the 1000 mile mark in a canoe. I started documenting my outings twenty years ago. Sixteen rivers, forty lakes, and several bays in Puget Sound have felt my paddle. I also completed a route from Portland Oregon to the Canadian border. This was accomplished in several legs over the last ten years.
Labels:
Canoe Stories,
Captain Capsizer,
Larry Krackle
Sunday, December 4, 2011
UPDATED WEBPAGE
I have a new and improved webpage. It has photography, artwork, and several pages of interesting stuff. Come on over and take a peek.http://larrykrackle.com/
Friday, October 28, 2011
IMPERIAL BULL ELK
Spent a week in Banff shooting wildlife photography. Lucked out with a couple shots of wolves and several of large bull elk. This one grazed only 12 feet away and posed for me. He has 7 points on each side which makes him an Imperial Bull. Only wished it was hunting season and he'd be hanging on my wall.
Saturday, July 2, 2011
COSTA RICA
My son, Ben, and I traveled to Costa Rica in March. We stayed at the Volcano Lodge near the Arenal Volcano. We visited butterfly gardens, frog farms, and went on several eco-tours. The area is in a cloud forest which differs from a rainforest because the moisture from clouds keeps it moist. We went to Tabacon Hot Springs for a day. A river flows out from the volcano at 105 degrees. It is in a steepsided valley filled with tropical trees and plants. It is the closest I've been to Eden.
Labels:
Alphasaurus Raz,
Buzzed Bear,
funny black bears,
Larry Krackle
BUZZED BEAR
Labels:
Alphasaurus Rax,
Buzzed Bear,
funny black bears,
Larry Krackle
Saturday, March 20, 2010
APHASAURUS RAX
Alphasaurus Rax, my outdoor humor book is being edited and getting ready to be sent to the publisher. If nothing gets in the way it will be on the shelves in two months. Here is a preliminary front cover.
Saturday, January 23, 2010
CLICK ON LINK
TIMBER WOLF RUNNING THROUGH THE FOREST
Friday, January 15, 2010
MIRACLE SOUP
Someone suggested I post this recipe. It might not be tasty but it's super healthy. Some have noticed a difference within a week.
DRAIN
SIMMER THE BEANS, GRAINS AND WATER 2 1/2 HOURS
DANIEL'S PULSE
DANIEL 1:8-17
20 SERVINGS
1 CUP 15 BEAN SOUP MIX
2 CUPS GRAINS (BARLEY, RICE, QUINOA ETC.)
I CAN MIXED VEGETABLES (USE FRESH VEGIES IF YOU HAVE THEM.)
1 CUP CHOPPED MIXED NUTS
1 CUP MIXED DRIED FRUIT (ADD CHOPPED DATES AND RAISINS)
2 CUPS V-8 JUICE
1 QUART WATER
1 CUP CHOPPED ONION
4 CLOVES MINCED GARLIC
3 TBS CURRY (MORE IF YOU WANT IT STRONGER)
1TBS ITALIAN SEASONING (MORE IF YOU WANT IT STRONGER)
2 TBS SALT
SOAK BEANS TWO DAYS (STARTS THE SPROUTING PROCESS WHICH TURNS STARCH AND SUGAR INTO LIVE NUTRIENTS)
SOAK GRAINS OVERNIGHT
DRAIN
SIMMER THE BEANS, GRAINS AND WATER 2 1/2 HOURS
ADD NUTS, V-8, ONION, GARLIC, SALT AND SPICES
(OPT. ADD 2 CUPS MEAT OF YOUR CHOICE)
SIMMER 1 HOUR
ADD VEGGIES AND MIXED FRUIT
SIMMER 30 MIN
90% PROTEIN
100% COMPLEX CARBS
MOST AMINO ACIDS
MOST FATTY ACIDS
ALL VITAMINS
MOST MINERALS
THIS IS SIMILAR TO THE ANCIENT HEBREW PULSE. (INGREDIENTS 2 SAMUEL 17: 28,29) THEY MADE A PILAF AND ALSO MIXED IN GOAT OR LAMB MEAT AND CHEESE.
THIS DISH HAS INGREDIENTS THAT NOURISH EVERY SYSTEM IN THE BODY.
(DIGESTIVE, NERVOUS, LYMPHATIC, BLOOD. ETC.)
IT ALSO CAN PREVENT ALL OF THE MAJOR WESTERN ILLNESSES
(HIGH CHOLESTEROL, BLOOD PRESSURE, DIABETES, ALZHEIMER, CANCER, ETC.)
SOME HAVE NOTICED A DIFFERENCE WITHIN A WEEK.
TRY IT! IT MAY MAKE A DIFFERENCE!
Monday, January 11, 2010
EUROPEAN CASTLES
Here is a YouTube slideshow of the castles we visited on our European tour.European Castles Link
Friday, December 4, 2009
I've adopted the Rice Krispies Crackle to be my mascot. My buddies and I had a Garage Rock band in the 60's. That's when the Beatles, Rolling Stones and The Animals were popular. We played 'Louie, Louie', 'Lucy in the Sky' and other three-chord Rock songs. Buck (His name changed to be a character in my future book) had a mother-in-laws cabin out back where we set up our amps. We even had a mixing console engineer who was into electronics and wired speakers all over the walls. I think he wired us also; we were a wild, wired trio! The place vibrated and boomed with music as loud as we could play it. I wish we had gotten a photo of us all dressed up. I'll just have to let this picture I drew to let you create a picture in your own mind.
Monday, November 2, 2009
www.larrykrackle.com
Horray
Jeff just posted my new website. It still needs some work but is fantastic.
Come on over and visit
Larry Krackle
Jeff just posted my new website. It still needs some work but is fantastic.
Come on over and visit
Larry Krackle
Sunday, October 11, 2009
KRAKEN
I finished my winter project; a cedar strip kayak. It took me approx. 1000 hours. She is named after the legendary sea monster, Kraken, that is in the Pirates of the Caribbean Movie. She weighs 32lbs and is 16.5ft long. She glides through the water like we're floating on air.
Visit redfishkayak.com to see more kayaks that people have built.
Friday, August 28, 2009
ARTWORK

Here is a website that you can see the drawings that will be in my new book. Be patient not all of them are drawn and posted yet.
http:///artistsites.org/larrykrackle/
Monday, August 17, 2009
Rainbow Rattlers
RAINBOW RATTLERS
The morning mist was creeping through the pine trees along the river. Buster, Dad and I were flyfishing along the upper reaches of the Snake River in Yellowstone. Dad, worrying as usual, gave us our pre-fishing lecture.
"Be careful of the drop-offs and swift currents, boys."
"Keep an eye out for grizzlies and rattlesnakes."
Buster was deathly afraid of snakes. I didn't help his phobia. I thought snakes were very interesting reptiles and enjoyed examining them. I'd chased him with rubber and garter snakes, just to be ornery. When Dad mentioned snakes, Buster switched into action. His attention was divided between his casts, the slippery footing, scanning the hillside for bear and the grass for snakes. I was impressed by the way he multi-tasked.
I bushwhacked around behind him to fish a riffle upstream. In the process, I brushed a rattlesnake weed and the pods rattled. Buster sprang into action. He commenced to do the 'Riverdance'. While turning in circles he thrashed the water with his pole. Water splashed in every direction. I stood there flabbergasted. It reminded me of the Bellagio fountain show. He could have choreographed livelier music into the act.
"Uh, uh, Oh, oh, Ee, ee, Ah, ah!"
"Splash, kick, stomp, splash!"
"Snaaa, snaaa, Snaake!"
A splitshot case flew out of his vest pocket. It dropped down between his legs and he hacky-sacked it up and down his waders. The clatter was comparatively close to a rattler. My rascal bone acted up. I grabbed the snakeweed and rattled it along with the beat of the flypole. My rendition was added to his performance and I began to shake with the beat.
"Rattle, rattle, hiss, hiss, rattle, rattle!"
"Uh, uh, Oh, oh, Ee, ee, Ah, ah!"
"Spash, splash, bump, splash, bump, bump!"
"Snaaa, snaa, Snaake!"
Much to my dismay Dad appeared around the bend. He noticed Buster in the middle of the river putting on his show. A surprised look appeared on his face. He was Dumbfounded by the aqueous escapade.
"Buster! What on earth is going on?"
"Wha, wha, What?"
The yell from Dad snapped the grip of the watersnake trance. Buster looked at Dad sheepishly. His fishing line was tangled all over his pole and upper body while the splitshot case floated down the river. I burst out in laughter and tears streamed down my cheeks. Buster waded out of the river, totally drenched and exhausted. He collapsed on a log and hung his head. Dad gave me a dirty look and bent over Buster, comforting him.
"That's enough fishing for this morning." He announced. "Let's go have breakfast."
Buster led the way up through the brush toward the road.
"TDTDTDTDTDTDTDTDTDTDT!"
"Be careful of the drop-offs and swift currents, boys."
"Keep an eye out for grizzlies and rattlesnakes."
Buster was deathly afraid of snakes. I didn't help his phobia. I thought snakes were very interesting reptiles and enjoyed examining them. I'd chased him with rubber and garter snakes, just to be ornery. When Dad mentioned snakes, Buster switched into action. His attention was divided between his casts, the slippery footing, scanning the hillside for bear and the grass for snakes. I was impressed by the way he multi-tasked.
I bushwhacked around behind him to fish a riffle upstream. In the process, I brushed a rattlesnake weed and the pods rattled. Buster sprang into action. He commenced to do the 'Riverdance'. While turning in circles he thrashed the water with his pole. Water splashed in every direction. I stood there flabbergasted. It reminded me of the Bellagio fountain show. He could have choreographed livelier music into the act.
"Uh, uh, Oh, oh, Ee, ee, Ah, ah!"
"Splash, kick, stomp, splash!"
"Snaaa, snaaa, Snaake!"
A splitshot case flew out of his vest pocket. It dropped down between his legs and he hacky-sacked it up and down his waders. The clatter was comparatively close to a rattler. My rascal bone acted up. I grabbed the snakeweed and rattled it along with the beat of the flypole. My rendition was added to his performance and I began to shake with the beat.
"Rattle, rattle, hiss, hiss, rattle, rattle!"
"Uh, uh, Oh, oh, Ee, ee, Ah, ah!"
"Spash, splash, bump, splash, bump, bump!"
"Snaaa, snaa, Snaake!"
Much to my dismay Dad appeared around the bend. He noticed Buster in the middle of the river putting on his show. A surprised look appeared on his face. He was Dumbfounded by the aqueous escapade.
"Buster! What on earth is going on?"
"Wha, wha, What?"
The yell from Dad snapped the grip of the watersnake trance. Buster looked at Dad sheepishly. His fishing line was tangled all over his pole and upper body while the splitshot case floated down the river. I burst out in laughter and tears streamed down my cheeks. Buster waded out of the river, totally drenched and exhausted. He collapsed on a log and hung his head. Dad gave me a dirty look and bent over Buster, comforting him.
"That's enough fishing for this morning." He announced. "Let's go have breakfast."
Buster led the way up through the brush toward the road.
"TDTDTDTDTDTDTDTDTDTDT!"
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