| Today was opening day for ducks and pheasants for our state. My 30 year hunting partner from Denver, Rick Goodman, rode to Kearney yesterday with Candy and I on Candy's trip home from working a week. Rick and I were out of bed at 4am and down to the backwaters of the lake for ducks. A good number of ducks were around, but zero wind and clear skies kept them from flying much. I got one duck and Rick never fired a shot. Home by noon and change hunting clothes from breast waders to jeans and field vest for pheasants. We walked my sunflower field and sure enough, just where they belonged at the end of the rows, a rooster and a hen jumped (roosters only!). We both missed him and that was the great pheasant hunt. We're going up to the country bar 5 miles from here, in an hour for prime rib - 20 ounce cut with baked spud and salad bar for $17. So first the munchies and good Scotch for Rick and I, Candy had white wine. I had a new bottle of Johnny Walker Gold from my 60th birthday party as a gift from Rick - so we had a good sample!. Now we'll leave for the joint in 30 minutes or so. Tammy and Craig will meet us for dinner, as he worked today. Hunting was the sh----, Scotch drinking was just fine! I'll get Rick on Amtrak tomorrow morning at 2:40 am (or so?), for his way back to Denver. What a great time the three us have together. To bad Rick's wife, Lois was not here to join us. Her and Candy would have hit every quilting shop with in 30 miles. Cliff |