MOPanfisher

Straw hat is correct, when flooding is an issue dams shut down. Unless there is a lot more rain somewhere than around my home I don't see flooding being a problem. I had 2.5 inches in the rain gauge and the creeks didn't even come up much that I can tell, a little muddy but didn't see much run off. The very first of the rain here yesterday morning was hard and heavy, but since then it was great soaking in rain. Dry soil and vegetation do a wonderful job of slowing it down and letting it soak in. There may have been a lot more in other places though.

Great information sir.

Awesome, if we are going "lame" tonight I humbly submit my supper. Leftover hotdogs, a can of Hormel chili (no beans) some bagged shredded cheese, and a quick diced yellow onion. All warmed up in the microwave. All eaten while sitting in my recliner, and licking iy off my shirt when chunks fall off.

I believe the most recent generation of inflatables have been reclassified as type III, which makes them legal.

I have used both and have confidence in both. Well at least the good inflatables, I really want to buy a cheaper inflatable but I don't intend to ever need it unless unconscious and then it dang well better work. We have $250 Mustangs at work and they are fabulous, comfortable, and you quickly forget you have them on. The regular ones you never quite forget about them if you are wearing them. There are different types of inflatables, or at least there used to be, ones that were manual only (pull the string), tablet activated ones with an alka-seltzer type tablet that dissolved and activated the vest, and the most common is the hydrostatic, it has essentially a pressure switch to activate it, supposed to take about 4 inches of water to trigger it, and has a manual backup. We have tested them during our boat operator training, and never had one fail yet. We were using them because the inflating mechanism had expired and we were going to replace it anyway so why not see if it works. regular PFD has around 15 lbs of buoyancy and the inflatables have around 30. I wish I had a Mustang for my personal use, but I am still just to dang stingy to buy one. The re-arming kit for our Mustangs is about $50, not a lot of money but something to think about as you will need to replace them periodically.

The graph is probably correct, however the "normal" or Multi-purpose Pool (MPP) is 867.0, so a lot of that early in the year sharp drop was flood water evacuation from the late December 2015 flood. Yes I believe there is a level below which SWPA is required to stop generating, but I honestly don't know what it is. The amount of water Springfield pumps from Stockton lake seems like a lot but when you consider that the top 12 inches of Stockton consists of roughly 8 Billion gallons of water, it really doesn't amount to much. I can't remember what the amount of water Springfield is allowed to pump, but if they pumped 30 million gallons a day it would take 271 days to get that top 12 inches of water. In comparison at full capacity generation it would take maybe 3 days. that is not throwing in any variables etc. just some quick generalized calculations. TR is currently in the same "boat" for low levels due to generation, as is Harry S. Truman.

AKA Yard Carp.

The electricity generated goes into the SWPA Power system, from there it can be essentialy sent anywhere in the country. I would still be curios to know, and I don't know whom to ask, if SWPA is generating more this summer to cover for a coal or nuke plant that is off line for repairs or upgrades somewhere.

Hopefully "they" have come to take back their Presidential Candidates.

They generally time the clean up for late summer, which usually coincides with lower lake level. The lake was not lowered for the clean up though. If you look at the hydropower lakes right now many are somewhat low. SWPA is generating and we have had some rains but not much in the way of run off precipitation, at least nothing beyond the quick rise and fall in an isolated area.

There is something about pork and apples that just make thing right.

Apples is one thing I eat a lot of. Having a bunch of apple trees and an 82 yr old mother, she will totter out every other day and pick half a dozen or so, peel and slice them and simply cook them down, the one thing that takes me way back is the fact that she puts a hand full of red hot candies in them for cinnamon, sweet and a nice red color. She used to make apple pies to the extent that I would almost get tired of them by end of winter. There are enough different apply types in my orchard that we can have fresh apples almost all winter, if you count the old arkansas blacks that we pick up and put in a cardboard box in the shed through the winter, and many times I have dug through the snow covered crabgrass to get some fresher ones, they are fantastic flavored and keep like no other apple. They aren't as many or as big this year (thank you japanese beetles) but there are enough. Fresh still warm apples sooner over a dish of vanilla ice cream, that's dessert.

Several reports in Hickory County that heard it. I haven't heard a sonic boom in years.

What is this " leftover ahi tuna " you speak of. Never had any left overs. Does sound much better, but I fear tuna casserole is one of those things ruined by childhood trauma for ever. Just the smell (or thought of the smell) makes me queasy. Tonight's victuals are nothing more or less than a skillet full of bacon and another skillet of over medium fried eggs. Sammich anyone.

Quick look out the window, is LOZ still there? Seriously I did not notice it at Pomme de Terre Lake.

AHHH, sounds better than regular tuna casserole. Tuna casserole was one of those things as a kid I was forced to eat, was nothing but noodles, canned tuna, and I think cream of mushroom soup. All things I like, combine them and I am OUT. Dad and I seemed to find a lot of evenings to go fishing on tuna casserole nights, supper often consisted of a Mr. GoodBar and a Bit-O-honey candy bars on those nights.

Usually bad accidents have some of both involved. Often a bad choice that they have "gotten by" with for maybe years, suddenly catches up to them when things go bad. I believe there was a drowning on Stockton over the weekend, someone jumping off a rock overhang. May have done it a thousand times, but the reports indicated they landed flat on their stomach, I assume knocking the wind out of them, family/friends recovered the victim. Fishinwrench, the son of a feller I fish with occasionally has little plastic box that holds a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, hangs around his neck. I remember when I was a young snot, fishing with my dad at Caplinger Mill. the rocks were slicker than raw snot on a hot skillet, I slipped and went down, struggling and flopping around before finally getting back to my feet. My dad was laughing, of course I asked what was so dang funny about that. he said when you fell you stuck your rod up in the air, and I could see where you were by watching the rod you were holding above the water. Slick rocks in the creeks used to be my nemesis, I once fell for 100 yards down a small creek that the bottom was all shelf rock and slimy/slick, didn't think I would ever get past that stretch, and dang sure wasn't getting out of the creek cause there weren't any fish on the bank. One more even though it didn't involve fishing but I ended up at the edge of a creek. Forsyth, Just outside of Shadow Rock Park, along a county road, that lead back up Swan Creek. One sleet covered day, I stopped my truck and was looking at a small trail that lead down a fairly long steep slope. Suddenly I was on my backsliding down the hill at an ever increasing speed, on the crust of frozen sleet, right toward the very cold looking creek. Fortunately right at the bottom it leveled off before hitting the water, I rolled to within about 6 feet of the creek, stood up and looked around to see if anyone had seen me go for a ride. Nope, looked up the hill, truck still there, door open and engine running. I moved to the side, and stomped holes through the crusted sleet and moved hand over hand through the trees and brush back to the top before finally rolling over the top back into the road. Sore for days, oh did I mention I was in full uniform.

What is tuna free tuna casserole? I have begun leaving persimmon sprouts in clumps around my property. Neigh or dozed all of the ones along the fence out. In 20 years or so maybe I will have some nice persimmon groves to help draw in deer for my wife to shoot. Wait that would mean I still have to clean her deer when I am 70, sure hope so. Otherwise someone else will either be happy or really ticked off at the persimmons.

If (when) I get tangled in a trotline, I will do my best to pull it to the surface where I can get hold of it enough to retrieve my lure. It does irritate me when the line isn't marked as I wouldn't have snagged on it to begin with if it were marked. But that is life.

Well this is nothing special but it does have gravy, and a salad with cukes and sugar peas to go with. It has the grandson slobber of approval.

So who was the unsafe one, the first person who put out the jugs, or the boater pulling the tuber through them.

Not me, I never have any accidents. OK maybe one way back when I was in college. I had gotten up early and headed north out of spfld to Morrisville and caught some white bass. Being a starving college student I kept anything edible. I was squatted down filleting them on top of my cooler with my lititle Rapala fillet knife. Went to put it back in its sheat on my belt, missed the sheath and stuck it into my ankle. Of course it was covered in vlood, guts and white bass spooge. Didn't think too much about it until the next day when it was all swollen and sore. One more I may have told before, cleaning crappie at home. The fish were quite lively and I don't like them flopping around while I fillet them. Usually there is a screwdriver or old fish scaler lying around to give them the coup de grace, but this time the only thing I could find was an eye bold about 6 inches long, grabbed it and gave the first one a good hard whack. Immediately it dawned on me that the large eye of the bold had made a solid contact with the base of my thumbnail on the hand holding the crappie. It may have been the most painful thing I have ever done, put me on my knees, with tears and nearly other things squirting out. Lesson learned.

Brush hogging I have found a few that were on broken branches etc. That had sort of ripened. Not sure I have the nerve to try the persimmon spirits.

I will keep my distance from them as many responders have advised. BUT ... if I catch a fish and it tangles into his jugs .... the fish comes first because I release 90% of my fish. . And there you go, you have the answer. Realistically there is not another answer, while not a particularly nice thing to put the jugs there he is legal to do so. Fish on sir.

Well it still looks good the second time. My son wasn't too bad with friends over, but my daughter having a friend over to watch scary movies often turned into up to 7 teenage girls spending the night. All of whom professed to not be hungry until as I was making breakfast one of them decided she would have some of my vanilla/cinnamon french toast. They then proceeded to consume an entire loaf of french toast. Of course I remember college and living on leftovers until at least Tuesday after coming home for the weekend. Just glad to have him home occasionally.