When you're ready to move up to the best try this brand if Amazon has any, otherwise you'll have to come to South Carolina. Actually, the store locator on the web site lists quite a few around the country who carry it...
Used to do the raft races downstream from there every June; one of my favorite places though I knew it was in trouble the last time I was there. Too many large houses built there in the valley, and when I saw a slower vehicle move over onto the shoulder as if it was a farm and market road in you...
In years past there was usually a big pot of chili and plenty of Dinty Moore beef stew. Sometimes a large smoked whitefish was around the tent and a time or two a pot of Indian keema came along.
I know of a few people up here who go to FL on their vacations just to catch Oscars, reputed to be excellent eating.
There seems to be no end to the fish, reptile and animal fanciers who insist on dumping their unwanted curiosities in the local streams or woods when they tire of them or their...
Never heard of the warmouth being called a bass but apparently it's common in some areas. We always called them warmouth perch or more often Goggle eye because of the way their eyes bulge out.
They're pretty good table fare and fight like the dickens for about 10-15 seconds before giving up and...
I also use the Pilkington's method, but as far as finish I do a 50/50 mix of mineral spirits and spar varnish. In the absence of any alkanet root I've been known to use a little bit of mahogany furniture stain to impart a reddish tint. Just be sure to plan sufficient time to finish the job...
Made me even more proud to be a member of the AF family. I was never stationed at Keesler but did play golf there once and have set through Hurricane Hazel as a child, a four day typhoon on Okinawa and more recently Hurricane Hugo, I can only imagine the degree of destruction and human trauma...
My neighbor Bob was holding a special draw cow tag and I came along for a couple of days while waiting for mulie season to open. We were in NW CO on the plateau above Dinosaur NM seems like eons ago when I came across a track in the snow with a broken hind leg. It had been spitting little round...
Born into it! Some of my first related memories are of the smells of Hoppes solvent and spent shotgun shells. I grew up surrounded by relatives on neighboring farms and my cousins and I would roam the woods and fields in the winter with our Red Ryders in pursuit of squirrels but mostly birds and...