Terrierman

I'd like a case of Stag, but not enough to drive to St. Louis and fish for trout in a pond to maybe get it.

Chili from last night,on poltenta browned in a bit of butter and some pickled jalapeno slices. Couple of drams of the Famous Grouse. Life is good.

Did that last weekend. It is early a bit.

Lewis and Clark were out just galavanting around I guess. Come on man, you're a lot smarter than that.

Their "people" as you dismissively refer to the men who weren't Lewis or Clark were critical to their journey. Does not change one iota the magnificence of what was accomplished by the Corps of Discovery. or the leadership of Lewis and Clark. And one further comment. How do you know what you say to be true?

I was collecting a water sample in Sam Baker State Park one day. Had my hand in the water about 18" from a water moccasin sitting on a rock. I don't think I've ever seen a fatter snake. Maybe 24" long and bigger around than my wrist. And when that mouth came open and all that white showed -- I still remember seeing fangs. I gave it the creek back in no time. They're rare and really unmistakable.

What a great place. See you at jigfest!

In a dugout!

I was in my 30's before I could afford a decent rifle and hunt with friends on a good place to get my first deer. They weren't as thick then as they are now. Successful hunts back then were in the lower teens percentage wise. These days they are everywhere and a nuisance in lots of places. It wasn't always so.

My parents were divorced when I was very young. My love for the outdoors, hunting, fishing, camping, floating - all of it - came from friends and my love of reading. I read all the time as a youngster, outdoor magazines, books you name it. I fell in love with it as much from the printed page as from anything else. One second cousin used to go rabbit hunting with me in my early teens. That was pretty much it for family actually going out with me. But. Family mentors are a blessing. My mother and grandmother both encouraged it for me, but I pretty much had to do it and learn it on my own. Which in looking back on it, was really OK. When I say the things I know I learned the hard, hard way, it's not really a joke. Daryk, you're lucky to have friends who will help teach your son. Keep encouraging it!

There's a lot to be said for making your own meat. On so many levels. That one will be a perfect eater and a great memory from now on. Congratulations to your son.

I need to put couscous back into my rotation. So good and so easy. Lambsicles sound just fine too and so does the broccoli. Great sounding meal.

Venison meat loaf, smoked of course. That's Oklahoma Joe's mustard style BBQ sauce on top. Good sauce, has a nice bite to it. Hickory today for smoke. The side will be steamed cabbage.

Best toast ever. As long as there is lots of butter.

I'm going to make Tarragon Chicken in white wine later today. Saw it yesterday on Rachel Ray and this is the right kind of day for a dish like that. It smells great. Shout out to mopanfisher: those carrots are in sprite!

Thanks to you, I now do my own.🙂

Weather this week may change that in Gavin's favor. I'm rooting for him to see some fresh puddle ducks.

Good job Chief.

Good luck. Ted Shanks can be a tough hunt. Or it can be a great one, very weather and wind dependent.

Speaking of cold water to stop cooking. I have a method for great hard boiled eggs - for eating right now or deviled or whatever. 1. Cold water to cover the eggs. 2. High heat to bring water to a rolling boil. Set timer for seven minutes when they start to boil. 3. Reduce heat slightly but keep a decent boil going. 4. Get a bowl of ice water ready. When seven minutes is up, put the eggs in the ice water. Let them set a few minutes. 5. Start peeling at the fat end of the egg. They peel great, they are more tender than most any HB egg I've had and the yolk is done and also tender. Give it a try. No joke.

North wind/cool front like this one coming through usually does. Especially early like this. Later on you just never know. Late birds move when it gets cold enough to freeze them out of a place to sit. Or so it seems. Early teal have already moved. They were all over the White a few weeks back. Don't be fooled though, they can show up anytime and anywhere.

Snows off and on today during daylight hours. It was cloudy all day here and I never saw them. But let there be no doubt, the migration has begun.

That's one bossy wife you got there.

I was out for a few minutes for halftime. The specks were up in the sky above me, cackling to each other headed to Texas or wherever. Made me totally miss being a waterfowler. What a great time of year this is.

We're going to a house concert this afternoon. Bringing potato soup (the ham will go in about an hour before we leave) and cheesy beer bread.