Tuesday, April 5, 2016


This year at the Shot Show, a company I like, Pedersoli, who make lots of western type firearms and reproductions and some cool guns like a .20 gauge black powder double barreled sawed off shotgun (legal without federal license because it's black powder muzzle loader).

I don't own any of their guns, but I've shot a few over the years and have no objection to owning one. So it was with much delight when I read they were introducing a Double Barrel pistol chambered in .45 Colt that will later this year be chambered also for the .410 shotshell.

See the TFB review here with a picture of it. Obviously, a .45 Colt that chambers .410 is nothing new. Going back over 35+ years to the Thompson Contenders likewise chambered, single shot guns, well that's what my dad and I carried at our country places as snake guns.

At the time, we both often remarked, as did many of our friends who thought the TC's in 45/410 were a great idea, how we wished it was a double barreled gun with a follow up shot capability.

Then came along, apart from some very large and heavy .410 revolvers the name of which escapes me, the Taurus Judge and the S&W Governor. For the life of me, I can't understand why the same shell in the far lighter and smaller Governor has less felt recoil to me than the several times heavier TC. Oh well, I sure do like the Governor. It's a great handgun for a fisherman as snakes tend to hang out in fishy areas. Having a few backup shots in .45 long Colt for any hogs behind some snake shot is not a bad feature of the Judge or the Governor.

Nonetheless, I like these guns. I don't care at all at first glance for the grip style and angle. I'd rather have some sort of TV like grip
I could put a Pachmayr signature grip on, or perhaps even a grip that resembles that of a sawed off Remington 870/1000 wood grip.

I have found that shooting near 90 degree handgun grips in small shotguns (AOL's or SBS's) is not so comfortable. Even shooting magnum shells in a 18" barrel pistol grip gun I don't find so comfortable. I always preferred sawing off a wood grip off a full sized shotgun shot for that angle that it possesses.

As an aside, while I'm talking about guns I like, a few years ago at a gun show I encountered a legal sawed off Remington 1100, with the wood stock sawed off and an extended magazine. I think he wanted $350 for it. I'd like to build my own such Remington.

But I'm looking forward to this double barreled .45/.410.

Saturday, March 12, 2016


I've been extremely remiss in not remembering my dear friend and noted Houston drummer, the late Orville Strickland. He passed from brain cancer in Houston twenty years ago last January or so. It was early in the year and I'll google later and correct the date if I can find it.

One of Orville's relatives posted some very nice comments HERE on a post about legendary drummer Roy Brooks where I referenced Orville. Since receiving those comments recently, I began remembering some of my times with Orville, and thought I would share them for his family and many friends who might sometime stumble upon this.

I want to do some fact checking and find out some particulars about who he played with over the years. I know he did an album with a band called "The Cheaters" or "Cheaters" and have seen a copy of it years ago.

I'll post more later when I get everything I'd like to say about Orville. I'd love to have some photos of him.

Friday, February 26, 2016


I was really hoping to see Ruger step up to the plate and make a gun in this caliber. I've read where others have requested Ruger build a gun in this caliber for various popular bolt actions like the American series.

The 7.62 x 54r is a great round, and of course it's a very cheap round. It's also an accurate long range round, one befitting the 26" or 28" barrel one would find on a post-Mosin-Nagant Russian sniper rifle in that caliber. I like the PSL rifles, and kick myself for not buying one for about 8 bills a few years ago.

Still, I really don't need a semi-auto in that caliber, I'd like a nice bolt action. And I think the Ruger Precision is a mighty nice candidate for a gun in this caliber with a long barrel.

I really like the Mosins I have, a long one and a M44 carbine. They are what they are. I like the M44 with iron sights for close range hog hunting. 

But I'd really love a MODERN rifle in this caliber and although Savage, Mossberg, Browning, Remington or any other large rifle makers take notice of this, there is a huge market out there for a reasonably priced bolt action in this caliber.

Heck, I'd like to see a Browning BAR in this caliber as well. Or an FN rifle either semi or bolt.

But Ruger would be my first choice. Make it rugged. Make it strong. My Ruger guns have lasted and lasted and lasted.  A nice Ruger Precision with a long barrel in this caliber would be a great thing to see under the tree this Christmas!

Happy New Year!... and how about that Rick Perry?

Yes I'm a Texan and a big Rick Perry fan.  My dear friend and often written about fellow on this blog named Billy Ray is not. 

Rick just got exonerated and you can find the story elsewhere via google news. I'm very happy for former Governor Perry. He's not my bro or anything, but I got to work in his campaigns for many years and got to spend a bit of time talking to him. He always remembered my name, and that of my wife. 

The night I got to spend about 4 hours sitting next to him at a dinner, about a decade ago, he was introduced and took my name tag off for a photo. We talked about his drumming with ZZ Top and Delbert McClinton at President Bush's then recent inauguration. A friend of mine who was there and who is also a good drummer said Governor Rick did a great job on the skins that night, doing several numbers with each band.

After talking for several hours, mostly about drums and drummers, he gave a speech and in the course of the evening probably greeted a thousand people as it was a large affair. At the end of the night, he remembered my name, and I had no name tag on and my date that night, a friend whose husband was ill, had not mentioned my name.

I was highly impressed he would recall my name with all the people he saw that night, after about 4 hours of hearing it once.

I saw him several years later during a legislative session at the Capital. Again, he greeted me by name. That's a great memory, and pundits attack his memory. 

I feel fairly sure, although I am a relative nobody politically speaking and I'm not a big contributor to anyone, that Governor Perry would recall my name were he to run into me at the Apple store or a gas station.

Most of my friends, other than Billy Ray, are very happy for the Governor. Rick, we feel your vindication!

Friday, December 25, 2015

Merry Christmas from El Fisho!

I just want to wish a very Merry Christmas to those who visit this blog on occasion and to those great friends like Zach and Ed that I've made writing this blog. I actually have some time on my hands this merry night, and have a few new stories to tell.

Happy Holidays, Kwanzaa and all other varieties of Christian and Interfaith celebration!

Friday, October 2, 2015


I took the summer off the blog, quite unintentionally. I meant to sit down and do some writing many times, but never even got as far as pulling up the page.

I took the title from a 1983/4-ish answering machine message my former roommate and friend Roberto and his then wife had on their machine when they were living in San Diego in a nice condo with NO AIR CONDITIONING during a record heat wave.  Of course, being from Houston, he ran out and obtained the largest window unit he could find, and in violation of deed restrictions and  such, installed it in the bedroom window.

"Hi. We're hiding in the shadows in the bedroom during the day during this heat wave. We'll be happy to return your call when the sun goes down and it's safe but yet still unconfortably hot to go into the living room where the phone is. So please leave a message."

It wasn't the record hot/draught summer we had a few years ago that was so totally unbearable with over 100 consecutive days of 100 degree + temps and no rain (if I recall correctly, something like that), but there were many day this summer that it was mis-er-a-ble outside.

Frankly, we've just been busy. Nothing horrid this summer, although for sure it was a horrid year for a death in the family, the loss of my dear mother, and that's cast a shadow over lots that's been going on. We are grandparents now, and that of course requires a certain amount of effort. We still have one at home, El Fisho Jr., who is an extremely talented and active kid with no behavior or teenage issues at all. None. No drama at all.

One of my dear friends became a famous Judge last year of a very important court, and I'm so proud of him. Good fortune has shined on us as a family this year, despite some minor (in the scheme of things) medical stuff that as per usual with us and a highly athletic kid. We had WAY LESS medical stuff this year than in the previous two years, so again we've been blessed.

So I've got another post to write at least tonight, but wanted to say Hey. HEY!

Saturday, May 2, 2015


I put two adventurers but really there were three main characters in the two stories, plus lots of
other adventures with the story of the Amazon Jungle explorers some 55 years ago.

You can read here about the extraordinary but deadly adventure that Richard Mason took with a fellow named Kit Lambert who later managed the wonderful rock band The Who, apparently in their early rise to fame as Mr. Lambert died at a young age.

The Mason adventure took place decades ago, long before the next adventurer I'll talk about was born. Yet, although one was venturing through unknown jungle territory, the other ventures alone through open oceans and seas and does so not as a trust fund kid but as a regular person really living a dream.

I like reading some of the stories in the Daily Mail, although I'd complain they've gone a bit more sensational over the past several years, which to many Daily Mail readers is apparently no new thing. Even the subscription newspapers, the few left of some repute yet almost with an entirely liberal bent, do cover more of the hard news, but I like to read a variety of news sources in order to get a balanced idea of what's going on in the world.

I like a good human interest story. There is so much war and death and destruction and absolute inhumanity of all kinds that is violating millions around the world that it's nice to hear the story of someone who escaped the 9 to 5 and has actually discovered a fantastic way of life.

 A young 34 year old woman named Liz Clark has been sailing solo on a Catalina 40 for much of the last 10 years, surfing in lots of exotic locales and just generally leading an enviable life for those of us who have enjoyed sailing and like beaches and fishing and the feeling of floating with the wind on a gorgeous day on the ocean or water.

Ms. Clark has some advantages. The story goes that after graduating from college and bar waitress working she meets a retired professor who gives her a Catalina 40 with the promise she'll document her travels, and he gifts this to her because he never got to live his dream of doing that and wanted someone to that shared that dream to actually do it in that boat.

What a great man. Apparently she's been at it off and on, doing about 25,000 miles since 2005. She takes time off, and apparently on one trip home to California a few years ago she broke her neck surfing, after already sailing thousands of miles around the world solo with no similar injuries. And apparently she got right back on that horse, so to speak, and has been back world traveling via her boat and surfing like nobody's business all over the globe.

So I don't say, what a strong woman, no, I say what a strong person. Man or woman, I don't care who you are, that's an impressive accomplishment SOLO for that many years. Dangerous. Scary. Mother Nature can be very nasty, and trust me on this, a 40 sailboat is but a mere speck on the water thousands of miles from land in any direction. Ballsy, at the very least.

Feel free to google her. There's several articles from other mags and on the Patagonia website, one of her sponsors. She has all the facebook and instagram and other pages but I didn't look at them. She does have a great blog I want to look at some time.

And the kind of guy I am, and how I earned the moniker I use here on this blog, namely El Fishing Musician a/k/a El Fishing Musicano, being an inveterate fisherman.

One of the pics in the article linked above shows her with a huge fish she caught. 

I see she's all into surfing and more power to her but I'm into fishing as much as she is into surfing and I could just imagine the fun of fishing for all kinds of fish, both saltwater with the added bonus of some jungle freshwater fish at some of the places visited.

Me and Wife and the family, not perhaps crusing the ocean blue as Ms. Clark does, would love as a bucket list item to do some of the more protected area cruising in island chains or along certain coastlines. 

Can you imagine spending a few months in wonderful waters with all kinds of other worldly scenery and pristine beaches, particularly in some of the parts of Asia with scenery from James Bond or other movies or in the Fiji chain or around Tahiti or even the legendary fishing in the Christmas Islands? 

Yes, yes I can that. An emphatic yes. And the wife is such a beach fanatic and would love living on a decent sized boat ( as long as she is in charge of all below deck matters, decorations, fixtures, ovens, fridge, arrangements, etc. 

You've got to give it to someone like Clark. She's young enough, were she inclined to start a family in a few years, she and her family could come back and find employment and live that workaday life we all do.

But you'd almost hope they'd live as they are doing. Maybe having some ports of call during infancy, but nothing says the trip around the world has to be a race around the world. Without checking Wiki or the web, I'm sure there are lots of women or at least some who have sailed solo around the world in a certain record amount of days. Perhaps it's record frequently broken. I don't follow such things.

But I like Ms. Clark's approach. General Destination and see what happens. I'm pretty sure had I been lucky enough to be her that I might have found a place I might have wanted to hang for awhile by now. Maybe even if it were more of a home base from which to continue her worldly trek. But man, some of the places she's been and shown look so ideal to live such a wonderful life on.

I once had a friend like Ms. Clark named Kathy. She passed on some 17 years ago, from breast cancer. I know she had fought it once before I met her. Kathy was about the age of Ms. Clark now.

Kathy too had acquired a Catalina sailboat, hers a 27 footer, identical to the one I spent my youth learning to sail in. 

Kathy's  dream was to do the same the Ms. Carter is doing now, but Kathy was using the 27 footer that she had bought cheaply as a trainer in the Gulf of Mexico before she invested in a larger boat. Her plans were for a 50 foot boat as I recall and she was doing shopping around for one when I was spending time with her.

I met her in my twenties and she had already been in a fight with breast cancer of some sort. She really didn't want to talk about it much, and was fortunate to have an extremely high paying job where she was stashing away incredible amounts of money in her plan for world travel and buying a much larger boat.

Unfortunately, she never got to make that trip. The monster returned and claimed her life. So I know Kathy would be envious that Ms. Carter is living that dream, which is obviously a dream that more than one person shares.

Anyway, Ms. Carter does some pretty hardcore maintenance work on her craft and obviously has been doing well in the McGyver department when need be. You can imagine the perils of open sea travel and breakage or equipment issues occur. Not only must you find a way to remedy the issues, but sometimes you may be doing repairs in rough seas whilst trying to pilot the boat in a safe fashion.

I suspect there are plenty of long days and sleepless nights during bad weather and such, but I bet they are damn worth it when those good days on the water come together.