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Sorry for your loss, Jerry.

I like the USPS also & have known some outstanding personnel.

When I worked in Bremerton back in the 70's I stopped by the B&I on occasion. One time a couple nuns were squiring a group of grade school kids on an Ivan visit. Ivan evidently was "excited" by all the attention & became somewhat distastefully "animated." The nuns were shocked & frantically...

Craftsman tools were prized possessions that lasted back in the day. My fav mail order wish book was Herters. I still have a couple knives, some hooks, a tying vise & some reloading stuff (plus 1 old catalog). I wish I would have hung on to my LH Herters Sitka Magnum recurve bow; it was a beauty!

If it was a bit smaller, I say a Cicada burrow/hole. They generally make a very tidy hole with no dirt pile.

Pure treasure, Pat.

Wow! Sounds like a great trip, Rich! Great bird shots.

Not anadromous, but I had a Rat Fish draw a pint of blood one time . . .

Chicken

Interesting! Thank you.

Yup. The ones that float around on their back laughing at you while you're switching flies and wondering why the bass aren't hitting . . . 'Course my hat was off so they might have thought I was Mumbles . . .

The first time my Son's Jack caught a mouse and he witnessed the characteristic "beating rodent senseless against the ground" procedure, he called me at work with this report: "Sadie caught a mouse. Holy shit Dad, she's brutal." 200# attitude in a 9# body.. My Lab even deferred to her.

I'm glad no one else was hurt. The idiot earned his prize. "Play stupid games, win stupid prizes."

Peace.

That's part of the reason I cherished it so. Not all that many years ago, I rarely saw others in there. The Bass version of "Curtis Creek" . . .

Nice day, @Billy !How was the road? Many Terns & Osprey around?

I was bird-sitting out front, accompanied by Sinbad in his cage when a somewhat scantilly clad young lady walked by. Sinbad immediately wolf-whistled. The girl shot me an angry glare even though I pointed & told her it was the bird. Fortunately "Sinner" whistled again & rescued me. When the...

My Daughter's African Gray was a superb mimic. Whistled for the dog when I opened the door, said "hello" in my Daughter's voice when the phone rang & imitated the microwave "beep" so well that I got up and checked it several times. It knew over 75 words & phrases & his sense of timing could be...

Condolences to his family. We were of the same generation. Skip was a real talent and an honest man. He lived his life his way.