What did one volcano say to the other? I lava you!

What did one volcano say to the other? I lava you!

KZ Country Cheesy Joke of the Day 11/11/24

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By STEVE GILLILAND Exploring Kansas Outdoors

Our raised deer blind sits on family land just a stone’s throw away from the property line, and each year as I sit and stare over into the neighboring property, I’m reminded of this deer harvest several years back.

The glowing full moon that had bathed the land in orange for two nights in a row was quickly fading and the pink light of morning was struggling to emerge from behind a bank of clouds when the deer began to appear. Like tawny ghosts they silently slipped, one at a time from the tall grass and weeds of the neighbor’s overgrown pasture that concealed them so well. The first two deer to show themselves were mature does, then tagging along were 3 little does we had seen often and figured to be this year’s fawns and maybe even siblings. They were all a little nervous that morning and headed quickly away from our blind toward a nearby open wheat field. Out of the corner of my eye I saw antlers appear from the same spot at the edge of the grassy pasture and a young 6-point buck stepped into view. I should have let him come out a bit farther into the open, but I was afraid he too would be spooky and run, so I put the scope crosshairs just behind his shoulder and shot. He spun and disappeared across the corner of the pasture.

I’ve never put much stock in hunting deer according to moon phases, but I remember that both that day and the day before were rated by the moon phase hunting calendar as “Best” and the previous morning Joyce and I had seen more deer in 5 minutes than in the last 7 days combined; one young buck had even found his way into our freezer via my wife’s invitation, so my interest in the subject was piqued. I still had my tag to fill, so that morning, there I was in the blind, bright and early, awaiting to see what a second day in a row rated as “Best” by the moon sign hunting calendar would offer.

It took only a short while to find my buck, the problem was that the dead deer was completely landlocked because of a deep creek that snaked its way like a tangled garden hose all through the pasture. He had managed to cross the steep-sided creek bed and wound up on the other side. It would be impossible to drag him back across the creek, and going the other direction would mean dragging his carcass a couple hundred yards to a fence I couldn’t get him across when I got there. The landowner has been clearing the trees from the pasture, so stacks of brush and piles of thorny trees and limbs were everywhere. No vehicle of any sort

with rubber tires would stand a chance among all the thorny brush. I cleaned the deer, walked out to my truck and drove around the corner to the landowner’s house in search of options.

Turns out, to help clear the brush, the landowner used a Bobcat skid loader on hard rubber tracks, the perfect tool for “packing-out” my deer. Deer had been playing havoc with his electric fences, so he was glad to help me remove one of his “trouble-makers.” Because of a steep hill and downed tree limbs and brush, it took the farmer awhile to figure a way back to where the deer lay. Once we were past those obstacles, I walked ahead and guided him as he maneuvered the skid loader around stacks of cut trees and limbs, occasionally having to stop long enough to push brush and overhanging limbs from his path. Finally, with the deer laid across the pallet he’d carried in on the forks, we retraced our winding path back and deposited the deer in the back of my truck.

If not for the help of the landowner and his skid loader on tracks, I might still be wondering that overgrown pasture dragging that deer carcass and looking for a way out. A Bobcat skid loader, forks and a pallet; that’s what I call packin’ out a deer Kansas style! Continue to Explore Kansas Outdoors.

Steve can be contacted by email at stevenrgilliland@gmail.com.

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 </figure>By STEVE GILLILAND Exploring Kansas OutdoorsOur raised deer blind sits on family land just a stone’s throw away from the property line, and each year as I sit and stare over into the neighboring property, I’m reminded of this deer harvest several years back.The glowing full moon that had bathed the land in orange for two nights in a row was quickly fading and the pink light of morning was struggling to emerge from behind a bank of clouds when the deer began to appear. Like tawny ghosts they silently slipped, one at a time from the tall grass and weeds of the neighbor’s overgrown pasture that concealed them so well. The first two deer to show themselves were mature does, then tagging along were 3 little does we had seen often and figured to be this year’s fawns and maybe even siblings. They were all a little nervous that morning and headed quickly away from our blind toward a nearby open wheat field. Out of the corner of my eye I saw antlers appear from the same spot at the edge of the grassy pasture and a young 6-point buck stepped into view. I should have let him come out a bit farther into the open, but I was afraid he too would be spooky and run, so I put the scope crosshairs just behind his shoulder and shot. He spun and disappeared across the corner of the pasture.I’ve never put much stock in hunting deer according to moon phases, but I remember that both that day and the day before were rated by the moon phase hunting calendar as “Best” and the previous morning Joyce and I had seen more deer in 5 minutes than in the last 7 days combined; one young buck had even found his way into our freezer via my wife’s invitation, so my interest in the subject was piqued. I still had my tag to fill, so that morning, there I was in the blind, bright and early, awaiting to see what a second day in a row rated as “Best” by the moon sign hunting calendar would offer.It took only a short while to find my buck, the problem was that the dead deer was completely landlocked because of a deep creek that snaked its way like a tangled garden hose all through the pasture. He had managed to cross the steep-sided creek bed and wound up on the other side. It would be impossible to drag him back across the creek, and going the other direction would mean dragging his carcass a couple hundred yards to a fence I couldn’t get him across when I got there. The landowner has been clearing the trees from the pasture, so stacks of brush and piles of thorny trees and limbs were everywhere. No vehicle of any sortwith rubber tires would stand a chance among all the thorny brush. I cleaned the deer, walked out to my truck and drove around the corner to the landowner’s house in search of options.Turns out, to help clear the brush, the landowner used a Bobcat skid loader on hard rubber tracks, the perfect tool for “packing-out” my deer. Deer had been playing havoc with his electric fences, so he was glad to help me remove one of his “trouble-makers.” Because of a steep hill and downed tree limbs and brush, it took the farmer awhile to figure a way back to where the deer lay. Once we were past those obstacles, I walked ahead and guided him as he maneuvered the skid loader around stacks of cut trees and limbs, occasionally having to stop long enough to push brush and overhanging limbs from his path. Finally, with the deer laid across the pallet he’d carried in on the forks, we retraced our winding path back and deposited the deer in the back of my truck.If not for the help of the landowner and his skid loader on tracks, I might still be wondering that overgrown pasture dragging that deer carcass and looking for a way out. A Bobcat skid loader, forks and a pallet; that’s what I call packin’ out a deer Kansas style! Continue to Explore Kansas Outdoors.Steve can be contacted by email at stevenrgilliland@gmail.com.

Exploring Kansas Outdoors: Packin’ out a deer Kansas style

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OSBORNE- Today, the Todd Becker Foundation, a nationally recognized high school outreach group, announced that they are bringing their presentation, “Hear the Story. Be Moved.” to Osborne High School on Nov. 20.

The event, which is free and open to the public, will take place in the gymnasium. Doors open at 6:40 p.m., with the event starting at 7:00 p.m. 

The night will feature a live concert from the band “All the Noise”, followed by an impactful and life-changing message from Keith Becker.

About the Todd Becker Foundation:

Started in Kearney, NE, the Todd Becker Foundation was created in the spring of 2005 following the tragic death of 18-year-old high school student, Todd Becker, in an alcohol-related car accident. Keith, who was the older brother of Todd Becker, unfolds the true, and life-changing story of his younger brother’s untimely death and the events shortly thereafter that changed his own life. 

Since 2005, the Todd Becker Foundation’s outreach program has reached close to 100,000 students in over 500 high schools across the nation.

SubmittedOSBORNE- Today, the Todd Becker Foundation, a nationally recognized high school outreach group, announced that they are bringing their presentation, “Hear the Story. Be Moved.” to Osborne High School on Nov. 20.The event, which is free and open to the public, will take place in the gymnasium. Doors open at 6:40 p.m., with the event starting at 7:00 p.m. The night will feature a live concert from the band “All the Noise”, followed by an impactful and life-changing message from Keith Becker.About the Todd Becker Foundation: Started in Kearney, NE, the Todd Becker Foundation was created in the spring of 2005 following the tragic death of 18-year-old high school student, Todd Becker, in an alcohol-related car accident. Keith, who was the older brother of Todd Becker, unfolds the true, and life-changing story of his younger brother’s untimely death and the events shortly thereafter that changed his own life. Since 2005, the Todd Becker Foundation’s outreach program has reached close to 100,000 students in over 500 high schools across the nation.

'Hear the Story. Be Moved' presentation set for Nov. 20 in Osborne

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On this episode of Forward Ever: Leading in Challenging Times, host Gary Shorman speaks with entrepreneur Kris Munsch.

<div><iframe width="560" height="315" src="https://www.youtube.com/embed/L_j7J8c_66g?si=kAHfEv8jxgGZL6_b" title="YouTube video player" frameborder="0" allow="accelerometer; autoplay; clipboard-write; encrypted-media; gyroscope; picture-in-picture; web-share" referrerpolicy="strict-origin-when-cross-origin" allowfullscreen></iframe></div>On this episode of Forward Ever: Leading in Challenging Times, host Gary Shorman speaks with entrepreneur Kris Munsch.

🎤Forward Ever: Entrepreneur Kris Munsch

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From the first time I visited a relative who owned hens and gathered eggs, I wanted to live in the country and raise chickens. That dream came true when I fell in love with a man who also liked rural living and fresh eggs. My mother-in-law gifted us a flock of leghorns, and poof--I was a chicken lady!

Over decades, we’ve raised Easter eggers, Plymouth Rocks, Buff Orpingtons, and now ISO browns, learning that white-eared chickens lay white eggs, red-eared hens brown, and funny-eared ones pink, blue, and green. Years raising chickens has provided info nuggets about this creature scientists identify as the closest living relative to a T Rex.

Chicken keepers aka tenders know their birds are smart. It’s time others learned too. As a kid, I marveled at a hen at Knott’s Berry Farm playing tunes on a tiny piano. While I never had the patience to teach our girls this trick, they know their daily snack schedule and line up at 8 a.m. for fresh veggies and again at noon for mealy worms. If delivery runs late, they tattle to the neighborhood. They even know when I hunt grasshoppers and wait impatiently to gobble crunchy treats.

I always suspected my chickens had their own language. Research confirms this. They make at least 30 different sounds and combine those for scores of purposes. Though we no longer have broody hens, I loved listening to mommas talking to eggs incubating beneath them and later to their fluffball chicks. Once those peeps matured enough mom could take them on a walkabout, I’d hear her instructing them about where to forage and what to eat. While studying chickens, I learned hens teach their young to drink. Now, I have to figure out what chicken noise means “Salud.”

Not only can chickens talk to one another and their developing chicks, they have better vision than humans. They see more clearly, in more colors, and according to one source, each eye has its own job—the right sees food and near objects while the left focuses on distances and danger. No wonder I can’t sneak up on the wily boogers. Another site stated that they see ultra violet light as well, which aids them in determining chick and egg health. That might explain how hens know to roll bad eggs out of nests. Why waste energy on a defective egg? Several sites state that chickens recognize at least 100 faces. For sure, our girls know who’s who at our house.

They confirmed this recently when the hubs left town on a long hunting trip. They laid their normal number of eggs on day 1 and 2. Production then dwindled from 4 to 3 to 2 and finally to 1 before he returned. Once he delivered their morning greens, we gathered the normal 4 eggs a day. Although I delivered treats on schedule, they missed seeing him!

After spending decades with chickens, I’ve decided a T-Rex for a pet might be okay. If they act anything like their miniature descendants, they’d make us laugh every day. However, those eggs would be doozers. Not sure I own a big enough skillet. As for cleaning the pen—yech!

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 </figure>By KAREN MADORINFrom the first time I visited a relative who owned hens and gathered eggs, I wanted to live in the country and raise chickens. That dream came true when I fell in love with a man who also liked rural living and fresh eggs. My mother-in-law gifted us a flock of leghorns, and poof--I was a chicken lady!Over decades, we’ve raised Easter eggers, Plymouth Rocks, Buff Orpingtons, and now ISO browns, learning that white-eared chickens lay white eggs, red-eared hens brown, and funny-eared ones pink, blue, and green. Years raising chickens has provided info nuggets about this creature scientists identify as the closest living relative to a T Rex.Chicken keepers aka tenders know their birds are smart. It’s time others learned too. As a kid, I marveled at a hen at Knott’s Berry Farm playing tunes on a tiny piano. While I never had the patience to teach our girls this trick, they know their daily snack schedule and line up at 8 a.m. for fresh veggies and again at noon for mealy worms. If delivery runs late, they tattle to the neighborhood. They even know when I hunt grasshoppers and wait impatiently to gobble crunchy treats.I always suspected my chickens had their own language. Research confirms this. They make at least 30 different sounds and combine those for scores of purposes. Though we no longer have broody hens, I loved listening to mommas talking to eggs incubating beneath them and later to their fluffball chicks. Once those peeps matured enough mom could take them on a walkabout, I’d hear her instructing them about where to forage and what to eat. While studying chickens, I learned hens teach their young to drink. Now, I have to figure out what chicken noise means “Salud.”Not only can chickens talk to one another and their developing chicks, they have better vision than humans. They see more clearly, in more colors, and according to one source, each eye has its own job—the right sees food and near objects while the left focuses on distances and danger. No wonder I can’t sneak up on the wily boogers. Another site stated that they see ultra violet light as well, which aids them in determining chick and egg health. That might explain how hens know to roll bad eggs out of nests. Why waste energy on a defective egg? Several sites state that chickens recognize at least 100 faces. For sure, our girls know who’s who at our house.They confirmed this recently when the hubs left town on a long hunting trip. They laid their normal number of eggs on day 1 and 2. Production then dwindled from 4 to 3 to 2 and finally to 1 before he returned. Once he delivered their morning greens, we gathered the normal 4 eggs a day. Although I delivered treats on schedule, they missed seeing him!After spending decades with chickens, I’ve decided a T-Rex for a pet might be okay. If they act anything like their miniature descendants, they’d make us laugh every day. However, those eggs would be doozers. Not sure I own a big enough skillet. As for cleaning the pen—yech!

MADORIN: Chicken nuggets

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By BECKY KISER Hays Post&nbsp;

The holiday season is here and November is already filled with lots of events and activities in Hays for the entire family to enjoy.

Melissa Dixon, Convention and Visitors Bureau executive director, talks about some of the fun happenings in Hays this month.

For an updated list of November activities, check the Hays community events calendar on the CVB website at <a href="https://www.visithays.com/calendar.aspx">visithays.com</a>.

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🎥 Holiday happenings in Hays kick off in November

A guy walked into a bar, approached the barman and asked, “Could I have a pint of Less, please?” “I’m sorry, sir,” the barman replied looking slightly puzzled. “I’ve not come across that one before. Is it a spirit?” “I’ve no idea,” replied the guy. “I went to see my doctor last week and he told me I should drink less.”

A guy walked into a bar, approached the barman and asked, “Could I have a pint of Less, please?” “I’m sorry, sir,” the barman replied looking slightly puzzled. “I’ve not come across that one before. Is it a spirit?” “I’ve no idea,” replied the guy. “I went to see my doctor last week and he told me I should drink less.”

KZ Country Cheesy Joke of the Day 11/06/24

BUNKER HILL, KS – On the next&nbsp;Traveling Kansas, we visit Rooks County and check out some of the many things to see and do. We will learn about their diverse economy, outdoor recreation, and special events. This episode will air on&nbsp;November 14th&nbsp;at 7 PM.&nbsp; It will also re-air on&nbsp;11/15 at 2 PM, 11/21 at 7 PM, and 11/22 at 2 PM.

“We’re thrilled to feature Rooks County in this episode of&nbsp;Traveling Kansas,” said Chuck Becker, Senior Sales/Underwriting Associate. “The beauty of Kansas lies not only in its landscapes but in the stories of its people, and we can’t wait to share the story of Rooks County with our viewers.”

Traveling Kansas&nbsp;showcases the unique stories, landscapes, and communities across the Sunflower State. In this special Rooks County episode, viewers will explore local treasures like&nbsp;the Rooks County Historical Museum, Webster State Park, and&nbsp;the Barn Quilt Wall in Stockton, as well as meet the residents whose pride and passion bring these places to life.

“The&nbsp;Traveling Kansas&nbsp;series produced by Smoky Hill Public Television are high quality shows that highlight the uniqueness of our communities and counties of western Kansas,” said Roger Hrabe,&nbsp;Rooks County Economic Development Director.&nbsp; “Rooks County is proud to have our attractions, businesses, and events featured as part of the series.&nbsp; We look forward to welcoming all our visitors!”&nbsp;

Smoky Hills PBS invites everyone to tune in on November 14 and discover why Rooks County is a must-see destination in Kansas. This episode will also be available to stream on the Smoky Hills PBS&nbsp;<a href="https://www.smokyhillspbs.org/">website</a>&nbsp;and the&nbsp;<a href="http://bit.ly/StreamSmokyHillsPBS">Smoky Hills PBS YouTube channel</a>.

For more information on the premiere or how to support Smoky Hills PBS programming, visit&nbsp;<a href="http://smokyhillspbs.org/">SmokyHillsPBS.org</a>.&nbsp;

Traveling Kansas&nbsp;is a Smoky Hills PBS production that highlights Kansas communities, events and natural wonders.&nbsp; Previous episodes can be viewed at&nbsp;<a href="https://video.smokyhillstv.org/show/traveling-kansas/">SmokyHillsPBS.org</a>.

This episode is made possible by:&nbsp;Rooks County Economic Development, Rooks County Health Center, StrataKan Exploration, Midwest Family Health, BirdDog Aviation, Stahl Products, LLC, Damar Community Foundation

To watch this documentary, tune into Smoky Hills PBS, which can be found through antenna, on many cable systems, Smoky Hills PBS<a href="https://video.smokyhillstv.org/livestream/">&nbsp;LLS Channel</a>, DirecTV, Dish Network, LocalNow app, YouTube TV, HULU+LIVE TV.&nbsp; You can also access Smoky Hills PBS via the FREE mobile app for Android and iPhone devices.&nbsp; For more information, visit<a href="http://smokyhillspbs.org/">&nbsp;SmokyHillsPBS.org</a>&nbsp;or call 1-800-337-4788.&nbsp;

Smoky Hills PBS serves 71 counties in Central and Western Kansas.&nbsp;&nbsp;Smoky Hills PBS is committed to providing educational and entertaining programming for viewers of all ages.&nbsp; As a trusted source of quality content, we strive to inspire, inform, and engage our community through television, online platforms, and community events.

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 </figure>SubmittedBUNKER HILL, KS – On the next&nbsp;Traveling Kansas, we visit Rooks County and check out some of the many things to see and do. We will learn about their diverse economy, outdoor recreation, and special events. This episode will air on&nbsp;November 14th&nbsp;at 7 PM.&nbsp; It will also re-air on&nbsp;11/15 at 2 PM, 11/21 at 7 PM, and 11/22 at 2 PM.“We’re thrilled to feature Rooks County in this episode of&nbsp;Traveling Kansas,” said Chuck Becker, Senior Sales/Underwriting Associate. “The beauty of Kansas lies not only in its landscapes but in the stories of its people, and we can’t wait to share the story of Rooks County with our viewers.”Traveling Kansas&nbsp;showcases the unique stories, landscapes, and communities across the Sunflower State. In this special Rooks County episode, viewers will explore local treasures like&nbsp;the Rooks County Historical Museum, Webster State Park, and&nbsp;the Barn Quilt Wall in Stockton, as well as meet the residents whose pride and passion bring these places to life.“The&nbsp;Traveling Kansas&nbsp;series produced by Smoky Hill Public Television are high quality shows that highlight the uniqueness of our communities and counties of western Kansas,” said Roger Hrabe,&nbsp;Rooks County Economic Development Director.&nbsp; “Rooks County is proud to have our attractions, businesses, and events featured as part of the series.&nbsp; We look forward to welcoming all our visitors!”&nbsp;Smoky Hills PBS invites everyone to tune in on November 14 and discover why Rooks County is a must-see destination in Kansas. This episode will also be available to stream on the Smoky Hills PBS&nbsp;<a href="https://www.smokyhillspbs.org/">website</a>&nbsp;and the&nbsp;<a href="http://bit.ly/StreamSmokyHillsPBS">Smoky Hills PBS YouTube channel</a>.For more information on the premiere or how to support Smoky Hills PBS programming, visit&nbsp;<a href="http://smokyhillspbs.org/">SmokyHillsPBS.org</a>.&nbsp;Traveling Kansas&nbsp;is a Smoky Hills PBS production that highlights Kansas communities, events and natural wonders.&nbsp; Previous episodes can be viewed at&nbsp;<a href="https://video.smokyhillstv.org/show/traveling-kansas/">SmokyHillsPBS.org</a>.This episode is made possible by:&nbsp;Rooks County Economic Development, Rooks County Health Center, StrataKan Exploration, Midwest Family Health, BirdDog Aviation, Stahl Products, LLC, Damar Community Foundation###Ways to Watch:To watch this documentary, tune into Smoky Hills PBS, which can be found through antenna, on many cable systems, Smoky Hills PBS<a href="https://video.smokyhillstv.org/livestream/">&nbsp;LLS Channel</a>, DirecTV, Dish Network, LocalNow app, YouTube TV, HULU+LIVE TV.&nbsp; You can also access Smoky Hills PBS via the FREE mobile app for Android and iPhone devices.&nbsp; For more information, visit<a href="http://smokyhillspbs.org/">&nbsp;SmokyHillsPBS.org</a>&nbsp;or call 1-800-337-4788.&nbsp;Smoky Hills PBS serves 71 counties in Central and Western Kansas.&nbsp;&nbsp;Smoky Hills PBS is committed to providing educational and entertaining programming for viewers of all ages.&nbsp; As a trusted source of quality content, we strive to inspire, inform, and engage our community through television, online platforms, and community events.

Smoky Hills PBS visits Rooks Co. on next Traveling Kansas

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A state trooper pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the elderly woman behind the wheel was knitting. The trooper cranked down his window and yelled to the driver, "Pull over!" "No!" the woman yelled back. "It's a cardigan!"

A state trooper pulled alongside a speeding car on the freeway. Glancing at the car, he was astounded to see that the elderly woman behind the wheel was knitting. The trooper cranked down his window and yelled to the driver, "Pull over!" "No!" the woman yelled back. "It's a cardigan!"

KZ Country Cheesy Joke of the Day 11/05/24

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A man spent $300 on a limousine service and discovered the fee didn't include a driver.&nbsp; Can't believe he spent all that money and has nothing to chauffeur it.

A man spent $300 on a limousine service and discovered the fee didn't include a driver.&nbsp; Can't believe he spent all that money and has nothing to chauffeur it.

KZ Country Cheesy Joke of the Day 11/04/24

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Veterans Day Program planned

So, I woke up this morning to the strangest sound. It’s like a constant “pattering” sound of some sort on the roof. Oh wait, it’s raining, almost forgot what that sounded like! As I sat here contemplating this week’s column, the soothing sound of the rain and the dark morning brought back memories of this deer hunt years ago on a morning just like this.

Naturally, after the driest summer on record, it started to rain when deer hunting and trapping seasons arrived. It had rained most of Friday night and was still drizzling at the crack of dawn Saturday morn. Ever the macho deer hunter, I still crawled from beneath my electric blanket at zero dark thirty to brave the elements. The problem was that either a lengthy drive or a long walk was required to get to all our stand spots but one, and after the amount of rain we had gotten, walking was the only option. Again, being the macho deer hunter, I’m not against a bit of an early morning walk, but I know each boot would have accumulated five pounds of mud and I’d have been soaked once I arrived. so, I drove to that one stand where I could park in an old farm yard and walk just behind the buildings to a nice raised stand built from an old fuel tank support. That took care of the mud part, but it was still raining, so instead of setting on top, I crawled beneath the floor of the raised blind and got comfortable in a camp chair.

The floor of the stand was about two feet above me and not totally water tight, but an occasional drip sure trumped sitting in the rain. We’d always heard a pair of great horned owls at this old farmstead, and that morning I also got to watch them as they wound down from a nights hunting and geared up to snooze the day away. The first owl sat on a power pole a couple hundred yards in front of me and called to its mate that I could hear but not yet see. Soon the mate silently flew to the top of a tall cedar so that they were just a stone’s throw away from each other. I had no idea which owl was the male and which was the female, but the calls were very different. Both calls used the same number of syllables, but one call was higher pitched like a woman’s alto tone, and the other was more of a baritone pitch. After awhile, one owl flew off, then the other and the woods was quiet again except for the slow staccato of the drizzling rain and the “plop” made by the occasional drop dripping through the “roof” onto my vinyl vest.

Then came the blackbirds; probably numbering into the tens of thousands, the flying horde actually made a low, muffled roar like the wind blowing through the trees. They landed in the wheat some ways away, but like waves in a living sea of black lapping against the shore, the huge swarm was constantly on the move. Birds from one end would fly up and move to a different spot so that the assemblage appeared to crawl slowly across the field like a giant ameba. Once in the air again, the monstrous flock swirled and twirled like a Kansas twister marching across the plains.

In the distance I began again to hear a muffled roar like the wind slowly picking up. “Was it more blackbirds” I wondered? No, this time it was a rain shower as it crawled across the field. The drone became louder and louder until it encompassed the deer stand and the occasional drip became a constant stream. I waited it out and when it had subsided some, I put my hood up and headed for the dry safety of the pickup.

Maybe these sorts of things seem to you like odd topics to write about, but not to me. I know I get so caught up and focused on shooting the deer or catching the fish that I totally miss everything around me. So, the next time you’re sitting in a deer stand or rocking with the waves on a boat in the lake, concentrate on seeing things you usually miss, then close your eyes for awhile and just listen to nature around you and learn to experience God’s marvelous creation in its entirety. Continue to Explore Kansas Outdoors!

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 </figure>By STEVE GILLILAND Exploring Kansas OutdoorsSo, I woke up this morning to the strangest sound. It’s like a constant “pattering” sound of some sort on the roof. Oh wait, it’s raining, almost forgot what that sounded like! As I sat here contemplating this week’s column, the soothing sound of the rain and the dark morning brought back memories of this deer hunt years ago on a morning just like this.Naturally, after the driest summer on record, it started to rain when deer hunting and trapping seasons arrived. It had rained most of Friday night and was still drizzling at the crack of dawn Saturday morn. Ever the macho deer hunter, I still crawled from beneath my electric blanket at zero dark thirty to brave the elements. The problem was that either a lengthy drive or a long walk was required to get to all our stand spots but one, and after the amount of rain we had gotten, walking was the only option. Again, being the macho deer hunter, I’m not against a bit of an early morning walk, but I know each boot would have accumulated five pounds of mud and I’d have been soaked once I arrived. so, I drove to that one stand where I could park in an old farm yard and walk just behind the buildings to a nice raised stand built from an old fuel tank support. That took care of the mud part, but it was still raining, so instead of setting on top, I crawled beneath the floor of the raised blind and got comfortable in a camp chair.The floor of the stand was about two feet above me and not totally water tight, but an occasional drip sure trumped sitting in the rain. We’d always heard a pair of great horned owls at this old farmstead, and that morning I also got to watch them as they wound down from a nights hunting and geared up to snooze the day away. The first owl sat on a power pole a couple hundred yards in front of me and called to its mate that I could hear but not yet see. Soon the mate silently flew to the top of a tall cedar so that they were just a stone’s throw away from each other. I had no idea which owl was the male and which was the female, but the calls were very different. Both calls used the same number of syllables, but one call was higher pitched like a woman’s alto tone, and the other was more of a baritone pitch. After awhile, one owl flew off, then the other and the woods was quiet again except for the slow staccato of the drizzling rain and the “plop” made by the occasional drop dripping through the “roof” onto my vinyl vest.Then came the blackbirds; probably numbering into the tens of thousands, the flying horde actually made a low, muffled roar like the wind blowing through the trees. They landed in the wheat some ways away, but like waves in a living sea of black lapping against the shore, the huge swarm was constantly on the move. Birds from one end would fly up and move to a different spot so that the assemblage appeared to crawl slowly across the field like a giant ameba. Once in the air again, the monstrous flock swirled and twirled like a Kansas twister marching across the plains.In the distance I began again to hear a muffled roar like the wind slowly picking up. “Was it more blackbirds” I wondered? No, this time it was a rain shower as it crawled across the field. The drone became louder and louder until it encompassed the deer stand and the occasional drip became a constant stream. I waited it out and when it had subsided some, I put my hood up and headed for the dry safety of the pickup.Maybe these sorts of things seem to you like odd topics to write about, but not to me. I know I get so caught up and focused on shooting the deer or catching the fish that I totally miss everything around me. So, the next time you’re sitting in a deer stand or rocking with the waves on a boat in the lake, concentrate on seeing things you usually miss, then close your eyes for awhile and just listen to nature around you and learn to experience God’s marvelous creation in its entirety. Continue to Explore Kansas Outdoors!Steve can be contacted by email at stevenrgilliland@gmail.com.

Exploring Kansas Outdoors: Sights and sounds from beneath a deer stand

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Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar, Hays' new destination for delicious food and an urban atmosphere, is thrilled to announce the launch of its new seasonal menu, now featuring steak and lobster options for dinner. Guests can indulge in these culinary delights while enjoying the welcoming ambiance that Breaks is quickly becoming known for.

Conveniently located at 3203 Vine Street, Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar offers a delightful dining experience from Sunday to Thursday, 7:30 AM to 1:30 PM, and Friday to Saturday, from 7:30 AM to 1:30 PM and 5:00 PM to 8:30 PM. Reservations can be made by calling (785) 621-2662.

"Our new seasonal menu is designed to elevate the dining experience for both our local regulars and visitors," said Executive Head Chef Shaun Wood at Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar. "Steak and lobster are classic favorites, and we’re excited to bring them to our Friday and Saturday dinner offerings," said Executive Head Chef Andrew Victoria at Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar.

Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar prides itself on crafting a menu that delights every palate, from scrumptious breakfasts to satisfying lunches and weekend dinners. The addition of steak and lobster complements a selection of unique cocktails, fine wines, and champagnes, ensuring that every meal is special.

With a dog-friendly patio and attentive staff, Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar remains committed to creating memorable experiences for all its guests. Whether you’re celebrating a special occasion or simply enjoying a meal with friends, the team at Breaks looks forward to welcoming you.

For more information about Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar and to explore the new seasonal menu, please visit www.breakseatery.com or call (785) 621-2662.

Join us at Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar—where delicious food meets a warm, inviting atmosphere!

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 </figure>"Our new seasonal menu is designed to elevate the dining experience for both our local regulars and visitors," said Executive Head Chef Shaun Wood at Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar. "Steak and lobster are classic favorites, and we’re excited to bring them to our Friday and Saturday dinner offerings," said Executive Head Chef Andrew Victoria at Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar.Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar prides itself on crafting a menu that delights every palate, from scrumptious breakfasts to satisfying lunches and weekend dinners. The addition of steak and lobster complements a selection of unique cocktails, fine wines, and champagnes, ensuring that every meal is special.With a dog-friendly patio and attentive staff, Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar remains committed to creating memorable experiences for all its guests. Whether you’re celebrating a special occasion or simply enjoying a meal with friends, the team at Breaks looks forward to welcoming you.<figure>
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 </figure>For more information about Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar and to explore the new seasonal menu, please visit www.breakseatery.com or call (785) 621-2662.Join us at Breaks Eatery &amp; Bar—where delicious food meets a warm, inviting atmosphere!

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A livestock truck overturned on a highway and a reporter sharing the story during a broadcast stated, "Following the accident, two cows, Black and Gus, escaped into the nearby woods." After a commercial break, the reporter corrected himself, "About the overturned truck, the two cows were Black Angus."

A livestock truck overturned on a highway and a reporter sharing the story during a broadcast stated, "Following the accident, two cows, Black and Gus, escaped into the nearby woods." After a commercial break, the reporter corrected himself, "About the overturned truck, the two cows were Black Angus."

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