Sunday, July 19, 2015

Bad things happen to folks with good ideas. When the flood gates are open the catfish bite and early morning is a good enough time as any.

Except, watch your footing:

Emergency crews are searching for a 26-year-old man who fell into the Walnut River, east of El Dorado, on Sunday morning, El Dorado police said.

The man, who was in a fishing area off the river near U.S. 54 at Riverview Park, fell into the spillway around 7:30 a.m., El Dorado police Lt. John Stewart said.

The water, which is released as overflow from El Dorado Reservoir, is moving at a fast rate, hampering rescue efforts, Stewart said.

“We’ve had people in the water. We’ve got people checking downriver,” Stewart said. “People are on rafts searching for him.”

Authorities have not had any contact with the man since he fell in.

Read more here: http://www.kansas.com/news/local/article27858217.html#storylink=cpy

Watching the Open again this morning. Didn’t like the picture so I started fiddling with the controls. I still don’t like the picture, but would rather suffer a bad picture than try looking around the handi-cap script that I cannot get off the screen.

Life is difficult.

All the flooding around us and we could use some rain. Anyway, here’s a picture over the back fence from a bit earlier this year – when I was considering bitching about all the rain we were getting.

That is the tree I spoke of that was growing up through the willow I took down. You can see the stump behind the funny trunk. The brushy head of the tree is between the trunk and the fence. It took about two seasons for the tree trunk to thicken to this size from around four inches, with the top very flexible.

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From the reaches,

Ten Whiskey

About tenwhiskey

User tenwhiskey is also the author of this blog. He currently lives in small town Kansas in a semi-retired condition. His kids are married and gone (thank you). An empty nester. Divorced. Very happy with life as it is. Ten Mile maintains a personal blog here, writing of events as they appear to him; commentary, and opinions abound. He deviates into fiction as the mood strikes and creates flash fiction stories and short stories. He will not warn the reader when he drifts from fact to fiction. He feels adults are, generally, smart enough to figure out which is which. He does, however, attempt to make his fiction sound as true to life as possible. You have been warned. He, as time permits, writes and occasionally sells writing. More often than not he gives it away to various non-paying publishers of Ether Magazines, forums or for entertainment on a wall for in need of a hand friends. He likes candy, pies and a certain amount of strife. In the matter of strife - in his yourth on the farm, he became embroiled in a slinging fight. The fight involved lath as a launcher, fresh cow patties as ammo and it was a six way free for all. A little mud only adds (Umm?) a certain taste to life.
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