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Yeah, Bob. Clean. Know exactly what you mean. That's an apt descriptor! Clean works for me. Steve- those pics really struck some deep, resonant chords with me. I could smell the pines and the water and the air. And all was clean... and timeless ... nothing to place them in a...

Thanks, Jeff, for taking us there. Great report! That cedar you describe should, alone, have been worth the trip. What kind of maples were they ? - or should I just presume that they were sugar / hard maples? Yeah; I guess that makes sense. Never mind (unless I'm wrong...) Dave

Something about..."it's the gettin' there, not the there that's the thing..." ?? Dave

Terrific photography, Steve. Thanks for posting them! Dave

involves having really long (10+ minute) shutter times, and "painting" the scene with colored light, either via flashlight or via a camera flash. Ben, Fascinating effects! What camera did you use? And have you tried illumination from an LED flashlight? Neat stuff. Let us see more when...

Clearly ... a snake hot on the trail of a pines buggy... Dave

cranberry sauce-nostalgia Yeah! Cranberries. Sugar! My Grandmother and her several sisters (my Great-aunts) vied for the best cranberry sauce "reciept". Aunt Edna used just cranberries and a little sugar; Aunt Frieda's was sweetened just a bit with molasses and sometimes with a little...

Oh man! I'd kill for some good Lebanon balogna ! Closest they come to it out here in the northern plains is something they call "summer sausage" - but Lebanon bologna IT AIN'T! Switzer's. Fetzer's. Those are some decent brands I recall in York and Lancaster Counties, Pennsylvania. And...

That's neat! In 1975 I saw the identical behavior by a red fox and, independently, by a grey fox at the DeSoto Bend Wildlife Refuge along the Missouri River between Iowa and Nebraska. The "Bend" is a big cut-off horseshoe bend of the river and the associated refuge serves incredible numbers of...

They are canid tracks. Lack of toe splay is real suggestive of coyote, but they are much too large. Best guess? Probably a young (2 yr or less) long-legged, lighter-bodied coursing-type large-breed dog (gt.dane? Scottish deerhound? Irish wolfhound?); the older they get, the more splayed the...

Ah yes ! Grand evenings of that sort are either never-to-be-forgotten ... or simply not remembered at all - depending upon the individual's capacity and adaptive hepatic enzyme levels! Cheers! Dave

Ahhh... Gotta tell ya; for many years I've listened with envy to my many friends who, like you, wax ecstatic about the varieties and virtues of their particular favorites among the corn-likker-sort o' whiskey, and I'll have to admit that it's been probably too many years since I last gave the...

Yeah, Steve, I do suspect that Jack Daniel's does have that deadening capacity of which you speak. And I envy you, Steve, for your ability to appreciate both corn likker as well as Scotch! Would that I could, but, sadly, I'm not among that limited and privileged number that can. And I...

Here's an easy test to see if you'll possibly appreciate a single-malt scotch whisky: If you can get neat ("straight up", undiluted) bourbon ("corn likker", " Kentucky sippin' whiskey") past your nose, you probably won't like either blended or single-malt scotch whisky - and vice-versa. Those...

I'd sure like that! I definitely plan to spend a few days in the pines on my next trip back east - whenever that happens - and hope to meet some of this congenial crowd I've gotten to know thru thru these discussions. What are some of your favorite malts, Bob ? I've been favoring, savoring...

shed skin does not reflect a record A shed skin is typically from 20% to 25% longer than the snake that shed it (due to the skin between the overlapped scales being added to the length of the skin as it is stretched during the shedding process). This is why shed (and "skinned" skins) are...

The several dictionaries I've consulted are in substantive agreement that "to hunt" involves a process of searching for something, the actual location of which is not known. That was essentially what we did in the 50's when we went out hunting in central Pennsylvania and Upstate NY. The...

Day-um! Niver DID thank Ah'd hear "high lonesome" outta the Jersey Pines. Ah jes gots t'tune up mah fiddle... Dave