I would like to say THANK YOU to all my supporters. Even though I lost the mayoral race, I still have two years left on my city council seat. I will continue to work on the issues I feel are important for Maple Lake, be visible in the community and fight for the citizens and the future of this great city. Please feel free to reach out to me at anytime with concerns or ideas for the city.
Contact: deb.geyen @ci.maple-lake.mn.us or (320) 963-3890.
Again, thanks for the continued support. It's much appreciated.
Maple Lake City Council
We would like to thank everyone who helped with our November 16, 2016 Bloodmobile. We were able to send 87 units to the American Red Cross. Thank you to all the volunteers and organizations for their time and donations. To all the callers who scheduled the appointments and volunteers who either worked at the bloodmobile or donated. To Monica, staff and American Legion Post 131 who provided the hall and paid for all the food for the workers and donors and to Margaret Webb and the Legion Auxiliary who baked bars and helped that day. Thanks to Celeste Dahlstrom and the Irish Mentors for promoting the bloodmobile and putting up posters in the businesses.
A special thank you to Marge Pavlik, who prepares and serves lunch to the donors and workers. You are a special volunteer and your time and talents are greatly appreciated.
A Howard Lake gentleman, Jim Wackler, who I got to know while I was working for the Howard Lake Herald years ago, as a town team baseball fan, and a Rock Lake winter angler, had the experience of a lifetime deer hunting this year. He bagged a huge 36-point buck (above) Friday while he was hunting near the end of a corn field and woods. He was armed with a 20 ga. Winchester pump shotgun and slugs. As the story goes Jim said he heard the deer in the corn field from his lawn chair several times and it sounded like a freight train. He waited until the deer stuck his head out of the corn and seeing its size, thought “O’ boy this is a big feller”. When the deer got near enough to shoot he hollered. The buck stopped and that’s when he pulled the trigger. Jim felt the buck had 32 points in its rack, but a closer count was 36. He said he isn’t very steady on his feet and consequently shot the deer through the chest from his lawn chair.
“Awesome” was the word I came up with to describe the Maple Lake High School Volleyball Team after they won the Class AA tournament Saturday afternoon. It’s a word that pretty well describes their performances as well in the two games prior to the final game (3-0) with Concordia-Academy. The team was really focused for their three games which is necessary to win and a credit to the girls for maintaining a winning attitude. I suspect their coach Marty Kiebel had a hand in keeping the girls on an even keel during the three day affair. My congratulations to each of you and thanks for bringing home a championship trophy for MLHS. . .
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Messenger employee, Linda Ordorff, provided us with this photo of a doe taken from one of their trail cameras before the firearms deer season opened. It looked to us like it was posing. Linda said her husband, Rich, has taken up bow hunting after getting a compound bow for Christmas. He’s been waiting for a buck. Her son, Zack, harvested a buck he arrowed south of Maple Lake.
We, Mike Muller, Daryl Hennen, myself and four dogs, still haven’t found the “mother lode” of pheasant roosters this fall, but we decided Lac Qui Parle County isn’t the hot bed it was several years ago. I had the only opportunity last Wednesday when we went after a rooster that flew out of corn stubble into grass in a WMI (Wildlife Management Area). Apparently, the wiley cock figured flushing near me was its best chance for survival. And it was, despite my throwing two loads of No. 3 steel after it. I heard some comments about the importance of capitalizing on scoring when a person has a chance, especially when there don’t seem to be many birds! On the way home we saw a red fox on the shoulder of the road, the first one any of us have seen for several years. I had a chance to redeem myself Sunday afternoon in the company of Daryl and his grandson, Evan, but I blew it again on a rooster that flushed about 12 feet ahead of me. Vanna wasn’t on the bird and it was a total surprise.
Unfortunately, The Maple Lake Messenger was unable to publish any letters to the editor that pertained to the election in the November 2nd newspaper. The purpose for this is we like to give our readers a chance to respond to letters, which they would not be able to do before the election. We are, however, posting the election letters we received for the week of Nov. 2nd on our website. Readers are welcome to email their responses to firstname.lastname@example.org and we will post them to our website as we receive them during business hours. Happy voting!
I was toying with the idea of going grouse hunting last week until I got a call from the retired Mike Muller who suggested a pheasant hunt on Thursday in the Odessa area. We decided a half-day hunt might work and asked Daryl Hennen if he was available, but one of his vendors at the lumber yard had extended a pheasant hunt to him for the same day at one of Minnesota’s many pheasant farms which he would have been nuts to turn down. Muller and I, along with Vanna, and Mike’s English Setters, Lucky and Jack (a young pup), picked a WIA (Walk In Acres) with harvested corn on three sides. We split up, each going down one side, with plans to come back through the middle. Mike had the first action, a long shot, when a rooster jumped ahead of his dogs, which he missed. Vanna was next when she was on a bird which flushed and cackled as it broke out of the weeds.
I’ll give Vanna 95% of the credit on our first bird of the season when she pointed and held the rooster until we caught up with her and were able to flush the fully colored pheasant. It made my day! (Photo by Harold Brutlag)
Summer and fall fishing for me is officially over as of last Thursday when I winterized the boat and motor and will push it into the backyard for the winter. George Palmer and I gave angling a final go Tuesday, again on Rock Lake; but we didn’t have the success we did in previous outings. Apparently, the sunnies moved from the hot spot or they were taking the day off. We ended up with 15 keeper sunnies and one crappie, but didn’t find any concentration of fish. Anyway, it was a good summer and, hopefully, hard water fishing will be better than a year ago. . . On Wednesday I loaded Vanna up in the car at 6:20 a.m. along with the minimal hunting gear we needed for the day and headed for Granite Falls. One WMA (Wildlife Management Area) we have enjoyed hunting in previous years because it contains a food plot, had a food plot, but it was harvested soybeans and I don’t think any self-respecting pheasant would choose that spot because of the lack of cover.
Maple Lake is a fine community that I believe has a bright future. There are many issues that people are concerned about and if we want our city to continue to be a city that we can all be proud of we should be looking at growth and what can be done to make it grow. I was raised in a small town of less than four hundred people and I like the small town feeling that many residents of Maple Lake enjoy. However, the way of the world is that if we want to survive we must focus on growth. If we do not have a sufficient number of families with children we may wake up some morning to hear how our school conciliated with another neighboring school. The greater St. Cloud Development group members make it clear that the number one thing for a community to have is profitable companies providing high quality jobs! Jobs will attract people to build homes and be residents to support the economy and the school.
I made a brief trip to Rock Lake early last week and when I was called off the lake for a non-emergency I released the six keeper sunfish that ranged from 9 1/2 inches down to eight. I may live to regret it, but from the way they were biting I have a hunch there will be another day! Another Rock Lake angler caught one keeper walleye (18 inches) out of two, along with a smattering of Northerns, bass, crappies and sunfish the same day. I’m getting close to calling it a season with hunting now in full bloom, but another day on the lakes would suit me fine. . . I’m also waiting for that perfect fall day when the leaves turn to dust when hit by the lawnmower blade.
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