Category: Tales From The Field

The Rabbit Had Game
Tales From The Field
BJ Tucker

The Rabbit Had Game

It was late in October, the weather had turned cold, at least late in the night and early in morning. Compared to the temperatures of the past summer, with the hot wind blowing in from the east… whereby lies Death Valley. Climbing up to 3600 feet with the frost still on the road is a welcome change. It beats the thermometer pushing 116 degrees Fahrenheit, at 11 in the morning.

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The Game With No Name
Tales From The Field
BJ Tucker

The Game With No Name

About the time I was studying for my California surveyors?license, I was working in a small civil engineering ?surveying company in this foothill town.

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