Temp was in the low 60s yesterday with a pretty good wind out of the north. I grabbed the 600 and some Gatorade and headed to a bean field. Rats! The farmer was still combing beans but was almost done. Plan B was the school yard. I managed a couple of green wheats and a few clad there. I went back to the bean field and the farmer was unloading into a wagon. I tossed him a bottle of Gatorade and he smiled and waved me on to hunt. It's little things like that people remember you for and it does open other doors! I ended up getting 3 orange buffalo nickles but I can't read the dates on them. I still consider it a good hunt! HH! Ted