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It's a month late by the calendar, but if the water temp's in that magic 52-48 range, that coose deal I told you about should be worthy of checking with a walkabout at dusk.

Attaboy!

To eat, or to walk (jump/swim) with?

It's just gotta be prepared right. 😁

True dat. I have to walk under a huge roost to reach one of my morel spots, there's about a 40 yard circle that's painted white, covers the ground and half way up the trees.

Like these? They were all lined up for a shoebox-full of road kill. When a car passed, the lone 'eater' would fly to the back of the line, and the next one up would take his place. Pretty funny.

Can't be too secret with those concrete steps leading down to it... ...but it's secret enough that I don't know where it is.

Denny Laine of the Moody Blues and Wings has left the building.

FIFY

How come you're holding it upside down? 😁

Cool! I remember kicking up 2 or 3 of them as a kid. First one scared the devil out of me. I think that was the same trip my dog pointed 3 turkeys in a little patch of cemetery grass. Seems they have a cult following at woodcockmigration.org . Here's a GPS track of 6 that were tagged in Canada.

Having no remaining family in the area, I've been 'adopted' by a family of my best friends for holiday gatherings. I'm so thankful to them for their enduring friendship. That said, at least six of ten are what I'd call somewhat obsessed with 'dietary accounting'. That's well and good, but if you can't simply cut loose occasionally for the sheer pleasure of it makes no sense to me. So, I usually bring something different to make that point. This year I went so far as to include a disclaimer; Southern Fried apples with candied bacon bites. Most of them just took a couple spoonfuls on their plate to be polite, but when the go-boxes came out the bowl was empty. One of the Head Accountants thought she could warm up the Martha Harps rolls in the plastic tray they came in;

Yeah, I've only been to the Lanagan hole-in-the-hill once too. 🤢 Buddy and I went to Hatfields for a ham & stuff, only a hop from there to Undercliff. Hadn't been there in a few years, they've fixed it up a bit. Had my heart set on meatloaf, but we arrived during the breakfast menu, so I got a Boxcar (biscuits, ham, eggs, gravy, HBs) and buddy got the chicken-fried steak & eggs. We figured we'd need go boxes when it arrived, but there was nothing left, so it must have been pretty good. Decent margy. New overflow parking lot gives the impression they get pretty busy sometimes.

You're married, right?

Undercliff? Headed there today.

...The Outlaw Jose Oneshot...

That's the real kicker. AFAIK, there could be, shad certainly spend enough time grazing that depth. However, if it's only a 50' to swim to the grocery store, it could happen.

Good looking horse.

Escapees, but they rarely lasted long between the fishermen and herons. Both places took on 20-30 times normal inflow during floods. Surface runoff carried leaves that plugged the screens. I just put on my body rubber and cleaned end to end and back until it was running clean and losses were few. Then I went to do a catering gig at Mulberry and the place got 6" one night. Don't know if the wife really tried or not, but at least 1,500 1 - 1.5 lbers escaped downstream. I heard of a catch at Noel shortly after, probably mine.

Mr Keith built the trout farm that I ran in the '90s, also the one in Cave Springs. He spent his final years in a modest brick home overlooking the place from trailer hill. He must have been watching me, because when I drained and cleaned the big pond back to gravel for the first time in ~40 years, his wife called and said he wanted to see me, please come over. He said he was so pleased to see someone fixing the place up, as it had declined several times from previous managers. I had so many questions to ask him, particularly on the what and where of buried piping. He got up and pulled the hardback trout hatchery manual that he had used to build it off the shelf, signed the liner, handed it to me and said thank you. I'll never forget that. He passed a few months later. A Truly Great Man.

My smartassery was just in reference to your opinion of biologists in general, and had nothing to do with your "question". 😌

You do know biology is one of the sciences, right?

I found a good free-to-read book of a couple young bucks' journey on the Oregon Trail in the 1840s. Interesting enough that I read it all in a couple hitches. The Oregon Trail - Sketches of Prairie and Rocky-mountain Life

A Jimador is the caretaker and harvester of blue agave. El Jimador is an old tequila distillery that makes it like they always did, no additives. Reposado is the intermediate grade of aged tequila, in oak barrels for ~2-3 months. Not sponsored by a movie star, so it's still ~$25.

I have a No Mo cousin that has won lots of competitions with his mules. Some paid well. He says they get a bad rep, cause people try to treat em like horses. They're not horses.