Throughout most of Nevada, Saturday is opening day of the chukar partridge, quail and duck seasons. The one exception is in the Overton Wildlife Management Area, where duck season won’t open until Nov. 1.
The eBay item is listed as 87871, not to be confused with a different collection of numbers that identified O.J. Simpson’s latest police mug shot.
You need to lose a championship before you know how to win one. What nonsense. What stupidity.
Excuse any typos in the following because it is October and UNLV football has yet to be eliminated from bowl consideration and that kind of radical occurrence might tend to play tricks when hunting and pecking for ways to comprehend it all.
Napoleon Aniciete is caught in that frustrating place of holding the short straw with no opportunity to choose again.
With the focus of horse racing on the lead-up to the Breeders’ Cup at Santa Anita on Oct. 24 and 25, it’s easy to overlook the exploits of Peppers Pride.
There was a time when the great thing about living in Southern Nevada was its wide-open spaces, most of it on public land. One could travel in just about any direction and find someplace new and interesting to visit or someplace new and inviting to hunt.
Lenny Ware is one of those people who humble us. Who is making the kind of difference most can’t comprehend. Who is giving back in a phenomenal way.
The latest UNLV football loss to UNR is over, which means Wolf Pack coach Chris Ault is somewhere dancing on a couch wearing a lampshade and the Rebels now can just have nightmares about tackling Frankie Albert rather than looking pathetic trying to do so.