BACULITES AND LITTLE LEAGUE, AUGUST 21, 2014, #1346

Many people living within a few miles of North Sulphur don’t appreciate the fossil treasures which abound there. Understandably, not every person is interested in the same thing, but for those interested in fossils, North Sulphur is a place some paleontologists drive hundreds of miles to visit. For as long as I can remember I have looked in channel gravel for sharks’ teeth. Thousands of years ago this part of Texas was under water and...

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SLOBBER AND PURDY ROLL, AUGUST 14, 2014, #1345

Saturday morning my dogs needed some exercise and a man was having hog trouble in his maize patch. Let’s go hunting. While still dark, dogs Zack, Purdy, Slobber, and I were waiting at the Charleston Square for Johnny Hurley that was supposed to go with me and bring a catch dog. It was his idea to meet at 6:00 but he didn’t show up. I had wanted to meet at 7:00 to get an extra hour of sleep. At 6:10, I drove toward North Sulphur and...

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COBWEBS AND GOLIATH GROUPERS AUGUST 7th, 2014 # 1343

The storm that came through Wednesday, July 24, did quite a bit of damage but did bring us over an inch of rain at Charleston. Electricity was off over much of the county for a few hours and some families almost panicked without their television programs. Two or three told me they had to resort to old time sitting by lanterns and just talking. At Brad Richey’s house west of Charleston talk drifted to spiders and spider webs. Brad...

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Monkey Blood, July 24, 2014, # 1342

Ivan Eftink and some of his family come down from Missouri each winter to hunt hogs with me. Recently I got a text message from him asking if I ever heard of the antiseptic mercurochrome called by any other name. Sure, all we ever called it was monkey blood. Somehow that didn’t sound as scary as the longer, technical term of mercurochrome. Maybe he was having an argument with someone. Maybe he had heard of monkey blood and wanted to...

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Prairie Mounds July 17, 2014, #1341

Just about all my life I have observed little mounds in pastures with sandy loam type soils. Most are about the size of a Native American’s teepee so it seemed natural that these early Americans would want to build a mound to keep water from getting under them while sleeping. Friday, I stopped by the County Agent’s Office to see if they had any information on these mysterious mounds. Manning (or womaning) the office was Mrs. Willie...

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WILD HOGS IN SCOUT CAMP JULY 10, 2014, # 1340

Did anyone besides me get their days mixed up this July 4 weekend? Seemed like I was a day off one way or the other half the time. Most communities celebrated with activities including fireworks. Charleston had an all-day volleyball tournament then unbelievable fireworks after dark. There were hundreds on the Charleston Square. Thanks for our great country and let’s hope she stays strong. From my ledger in 1986. (Scoutmaster Marion...

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OSMETERIUMS AND ORANGE DOGS JULY 3, 2014 #1339

B.G. Smith of Port Neches came to Cooper Lake a few years ago to catch largemouth bass. While he was here he bought a copy of The Cooper Review, liked the paper, and bought a subscription. Every few weeks he sends me an email and his love of the outdoors is evident. Recently he saw strange looking caterpillars on his lemon tree and after searching the internet found they change into swallowtail butterflies. These caterpillars have a...

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Coons and Canoes #1338

A few days ago we traveled to Galveston for our annual June fishing trip and following are some of the high lights: Monday’s departure time coincided with a norther and heavy rain that stayed with us almost all the way. Our travel trailer wasn’t quite level enough at the campground to suit Jean and I had to raise up one corner and put one sheet of toilet paper under it. Not really. Fished Tuesday at Retillion Road Beach and used...

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