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Narrative by Tick JimboB and Tick were talking one day and decided they needed to learn more about the art of photography. After brain storming for about 10 seconds (you should understand why) they decided Owd Bob was their man. After many emails and some begging, Owd Bob agreed to come over and give them some instructions. Only one condition, JB and Tick had to foot the airfare. Is that a oxymoron? Desperate to learn more they agreed. Now Owd Bob being the frugal sort had a brainstorm himself. It also lasted 10 seconds. He had read where Hummingbirds hitch a ride on geese and a light went off in his head. Granted it was a 10 watt bulb. He remembered Sheddy had been raising Homing Hawks and one was quite a bit larger than the rest. “Hmmmm, you don’t suppose?” He realized he could pocket the money and enjoy many shots of Scotch in the future if Sheddy agreed. Sheddy had been dying to test a Trans Atlantic flight so the plan was put in motion.

JB and Tick were more than a little frightened when they saw the enormous Hawk circling the landing field. They saw a man straddling the Hawks neck and he was singing merrily. They knew Owd Bob was flying SFA, but they didn’t realize it stood for Sheddy’s Frugal Airlines. Now they understood why the Owd Timer had picked this spot he had googled. The Hawk landed and Owd Bob wobbled as he fell off the Hawk. When asked about his flight, he said it was a soft as a feather, but he was a little nervous that he might be the in-flight meal. He wanted to get right at the photo lessons because Sheddy said the Hawk would want to come home within 12 hours and would get a little upset if Owd Bob wasn’t ready.

Owd Bob started taking shots and talking about settings faster than a bean through a goose. JB and Tick tried to slow him down and said they had paid for his flight and wanted better instructions. Owd Bob said they have a saying in his country. "Ye canna tell yer granny how to suck eggs!". JB and Tick just looked at each other as Owd Bob kept shooting and talking. They were taking notes and marveled how fast he moved around from shot to shot. They took him to all the sites and in spite of his rapid teaching methods, they felt they were learning a lot. It turned out to be a great day until they realized they were over the 12 hour time limit. It was then the Homing Hawk flew in and it was hungry. It had decided it didn’t want to return to Sheddy’s stable. The hawk had found a crane that was quite attractive. The crane was helping construct a high rise down town. Love was in the air. So was hunger. JB and Tick hit the rooftop and hunkered down while Owd Bob was crawling on the ground like a big worm. Obviously he made a tasty site as HH opened his beak and was ready to enjoy his lunch................

About that time Owd Bob felt the cold water on his face and looked up to see the Wor-Lass standing over him. How many times have I told you not to sit on those high bar stools when you are getting snockered? “Sorry luv,” was all he had to say.