A nice summer day in the forest. The back sight target was in a clearing near a field. Then several flycatchers, more aptly called the Eastern Phoebe, decided to take a rest on top of the back sight target. Worse, they pooped all over it.
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Thanks. That was very kind of you to provide them a perch.?ÿ
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That was very kind of you to provide them a perch.?ÿ
Here's another one.?ÿ Enjoy!
And here I was thinking you were going to go with something different than 16 1/2', sure, but, yeah, this is definitely something different....
Brings back memories. At old southern fish camps, there was flounder and maybe a few other things, and then there was perch. One cook at such a place told me that perch was any fish they couldn't identify as a flounder or one of the other things. It was the cheapest menu item and we surely did not know what we were eating.
Essay: A Charlotte Native Remembers Fish Camps - Charlotte Magazine
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Flounder are saltwater fish, perch are freshwater, typically pond and small lake fish. they are essentially a long panfish, like sunnies and bluegills and all have the taste of mud. Typically we would eat them filleted for breakfast, floured and fried with eggs.
Some days a large batch of them can be fun to catch. Once caught you have an obligation to eat them as throwing them back deprives the pond of more room for bigger gamefish. In the spring we would have buckets of small panfish and plant one with each sweetcorn seed that went into the garden plot.
Paul in PA
That would be the Squanto method of fertilization.
For some reason, I can remember reading a book in about the Fourth Grade about Squanto and how he helped the Pilgrims.
Note that what something is named on a fish camp menu does not have to fit in any way to a real-world definition.
Everything I know about fish came from my Grandma.?ÿ She fished nearly every day in her old age.?ÿ If she had said this look means this is a hedgehog fish, I would have believed her.
I had never even heard of a fish camp until I went away to college. We always caught our own trout, bass, crappie, and the ones Paul mentioned, all fresh water. Some of the bass came from brackish water on the coast, but those were somewhat rare.
There was a fish camp about 10 miles from campus. It was a long narrow frame building with open windows and long tables with benches for "dining."
Every Tuesday night, they featured all-you-can-eat perch for 2 dollars.?ÿ
Perfect for poor college kids with cast iron stomachs.
A nice summer day in the forest. The back sight target was in a clearing near a field. Then several flycatchers, more aptly called the Eastern Phoebe, decided to take a rest on top of the back sight target. Worse, they pooped all over it.
Out last week in the field, hot (relatively) and sunny, was wearing my straw hat when a Robin landed on top of my head and decided to hang out there while I was walking about. I turned to my helper and asked if he could snap a picture of me with a Robin perched on my head. Just as he pulled out his phone to take a picture, the Robin took a big wet dooky on my hat and flew off. Must say, I didn't see that coming.
that is the kind I like
had a co-worker go out on a boat the other day...and they didn't fish...not sure what is wrong with him
Birds make a habit of draining the waste valve before taxing to the runway for takeoff.?ÿ Never park near a metal tower that provides a great oasis for migrating birds.?ÿ One near the nearest court house is the one place around the block one should avoid when parking a vehicle for any length of time.
Everyone knows a perch is 16.5 feet.
