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There was a kid in the neighborhood where I grew up that had a monkey. That thing was aggressive, mean and nasty and as far as I know spent its entire life in a cage. I can't see a monkey and not think of that critter. That whole family was a little different.

There aw There was always that rush to get out to western KS for opening day, but often it was just plain hot, vegetation was still green, dogs didn't do as well and there were too many people. More tradition and social than serious hunting. I always enjoyed the later hunts, even though the birds were smarter, and I really liked it when there was snow. Like you said, the birds sat tighter, the dogs scented better, and there were less folks out. But...there were some brutally cold and windy days along with that too. This was a few years back -- a preserve hunt with ness 2.3. Our beloved Max's last hunt. He was completely pooped and ready to go by the time this pic was taken. Both dogs are in here but a little hard to see. Ruby about dead enter, Max closer in.

We drove through there in October. I think they wanted $5, and said it was because they are not state funded but funded privately by the James Foundation. That's nothing new, but being charged just to go in was new to me.

Ok, let me un blur the photo

Rich and hearty creamy roasted chicken wild rice 🤪

🎶 When the stars make you drool just like ?????

Still cooking over here. Several faves lately: fried chicken, etc. meatloaf, pasketti and meatballs, seafood chowder and blueberry Dutch baby.

...and then there's 'shag'

It made me smile that instead of "Restrooms" the signs said "Toilet" over there.

US - British: Fries - Chips Chips - Crisps Cookie - biscuits Restroom - loo Car trunk - boot CAr hood - bonnet Then there's the z - s thing: Analyze - Analyse, etc.

I like it! You're right that idea should catch on at BBQ joints.

Thanks for the additional details. In his autobiography, Zebediah did mention he liked the Inn, but he boycotted it when he walked in and the blue plate special was "Sweet and Sour Rainbow". The original Inn burned to the ground just days later, but he always denied responsibility.

Dang!

Welp, I heard back. The boy is down on the Current with the gang doing the annual winter float. At least that's what he said. He'd better not be over at my creek!

He has been summoned🤪

Well, you just talked your way out of an all-expense-paid guided trip! 🤪

Well, now that the cat's outta the bag, I'll give you the rest of the story. My great-great grandfather, Zebediah ness, was conductor of that very train. A couple days after the hijacking, under the cover of darkness, he went back to Crane Creek. An accomplished fly fisherman and early proponent of catch-and-release fishing with barbless hooks (homemade), he caught a couple dozen of the fish, placed them into milk cans and transferred them to the steam at the old family farm a couple counties over. The trauma of the two moves led to only two of those fish surviving - the very largest, strongest and smartest of them all, according to family lore. Fortunately, they were cock and hen (That terminology is rarely used these days, but was common in fisheries management in the 19th century). Through some miraculous genetic mutation and decades of adaptation, a thriving population of supertrout developed in that creek. The family farm was sold years ago, but Zebediah put on a 500 year conservation easement for the benefit of his direct descendants. I've fished many times and they're really something to behold. I have petitioned for the recognition of this subspecies (I suggested O. mykiss ness) but haven't heard back from those guys. It's a closely held secret, and I have only allowed one other person to see and fish the stream: @ColdWaterFshr. If he'd like to chime in and substantiate, even embellish this story, I'm fine with that. He knows what not to say.

You're not the first

I like cabbage rolls. Sadly. SWMBO doesn't care for them so we never make them. A couple recent ones from here. First, Christmas Eve dinner. Star of the show was baby brother's strip loin and sauce. Sauce makes it look like a pile of chocolate pudding, but there's beef under there. Couple family-favorite casseroles and bourbon maple glazed carrots. Christmas morning tradition, B&G New Years Eve carnage New Years morning indulgence

What, your subject tracking autofocus couldn't handle 100 things the size of a grain of salt all moving in different directions? I think you did an admirable job catching them! First pic especially.

Talking about easy earlier...this veggie soup is that. 50-50 chicken broth and V8, some cabbage and whatever veggies we had around. Parsley, marjoram and red pepper flakes.

If in Cody, and want something other than fishing, I'd highly recommend the Buffalo Bill Center of the West museum. https://centerofthewest.org And, watch for Big Boy outside Wapiti! https://www.roadsideamerica.com/story/40377

Love The Onion!