I listened as we enjoyed a massive steak at the nearby Beehive Saloon (Albany), a baked potato ("loaded," as in split wide and stuffed with sour cream, cheddar cheese, and bacon bits), and a soft drink as big as a lunch bucket. I love Texas for many reasons, and tend to spring turkey hunt it annually. The next day, I pulled the trigger on a Rio Grande gobbler right after fly-down on the opener. (Check out my previous SZ post.) We'd gotten on the board.