Terrierman

I keep chickens for eggs and fun. They're a PITA to butcher, I'll just buy my chicken to eat in the store.

Eric and Christine are supposed to be there sometime, not sure when.

You can fish most of that river with a boat like that as long as you pay attention and keep your head screwed on straight. Not run through shoals but there's a lot of river to fish.

Everything he says is subject to change depending on the day. Still, he's fun to have around, keeps the forum imagination vivid.

Duane is a great hunter, fisherman, guide and lure maker. But there are other parts of his life that tell the rest of the story about what kind of a man he really is. Proud to know him even just a little bit.

That's one of the dumbest moves a person can make. Especially if there really is someone/something going on outside.

I just looked at the weather forecast again. Still reasonable temperatures but some showers in store now.

That's too cheap IMHO. A strip of kevlar fabric and some more good epoxy would have that boat as good as or better than new.

Honesty compels me to admit the time that Jack Daniels and Peppermint Schnapps got me lost in my own bathroom. We won't be talking about anybody peeing in the hamper then either. In my defense, it happened a long time ago.

I want to grill fish that Cody brings any night.

What'll you take for a few of those vintage jigs?

We're staying at Riley's Station just like every proper - no, wait - every Jig fest ever. Looking forward to seeing you and the other usual suspects.

I'm not much of a praying man but whatever wanting good outcomes for you is worth, you at least have that.

I can fish two plus myself. Michael is planning on fishing with me Thursday and Friday. After that who knows.

Bends and thrusts from now on. Ready. Begin. Never for me on a flight deck but definitely in the well deck. Not bivvied but living in the bowels of the USS Denver.

Lovey just mentioned a pineapple upside down bundt cake.😎

There is a difference between lost on a piece of land you know and lost on a piece of ocean that no man truly knows. There are so many incredible stories of men lost at sea who still somehow made it. I do not want to learn the difference first hand. When I was USMC on ship in the South China Sea, we told the sailors they all signed up for a hitch in prison, with a chance of drowning.

It's that place we got rained on.

No wind just makes it worse.

Bass Pro Guidewear Bibs and Jacket for me. With appropriate layering I just don't get cold - except for my feet if it's brutal. Gore Tex with tough outer layer is the key.

I was reading on another website and this thought came up. Have you ever been lost in any of your outdoor adventures? It's only happened to me once and it was quite a while ago - back in the 1970's. I used to night hunt with hounds and was out one night with one of my usual hunting partners. Right across the road from his house was a full section with not a house or barn or other structure on it. Mostly wooded with a few open spots scattered around. We hunted it a lot - rabbits with beagles, quail with an English Setter and a Pointer, squirrels with a .22. So we knew that section very well. The night we got lost we were coon hunting there, following dogs, listening to the two of them when they would open and nipping now and then on some blackberry brandy. It started snowing and we were excited as we thought it would only help. It got to snowing harder and then really hard. At least 4 inches on the ground when we decided we might call it a night and go back to the house. Just one problem. We had zero idea where we were on that section or any idea what direction the house was. We walked around a bit to try to get our bearings but we were both still as bewildered as ever. Finally decided we needed to walk a straight line in one direction and eventually get to a road. We did that and got to a road where we could finally tell where we were. We were on the opposite side of the section from where the house was. So we had a good long walk in the snowy dark with plenty of time to talk about how weird it was to get so lost so close to home. I don't remember getting anything that night other than lost and eventually found. Anything similar to this ever happen to any of you?

I've got Les's cowboy caviar recipe so it will be there too. Have any idea where I can find a 50 pound bag of Fritos Scoops?

I'd rather stay in and visit. You always bring good stuff so that's my vote.

Lovey wanted me to do one of those deals so I did. Found out that I have a bunch of distant relatives that I've never heard of. Fascinating I tell you.

I'm going with feral hog.