122 Pound Catfish, October 30, 2014 #1356
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122 Pound Catfish, October 30, 2014 #1356

Things were a little slow this week other than getting a boar at Kensing’s Clark Branch on Wednesday with Ronal Kennemer and Clinton Harrington and catching some nice blue catfish at the lake Thursday. At times like this I have to go back to my ledger and see what was happening before I started writing these articles. In 1989 they began appearing in The Cooper Review but I had been keeping a ledger since back in the Sixties. From time...

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Fire Whistle, October 20, 2014, # 1355

Back in the Eighties I was on the jury during a murder trial at the courthouse in Cooper. Seemed like it lasted almost three weeks. Judge Lanny Ramsey presiding and Jim Chapman prosecuting. Witnesses, reporters, and just the ordinary curious attended the trial. Some days the testimony would go a little past noon before we dismissed for lunch. Right at noon, somebody in City Hall would flip a switch and the very loud air raid siren...

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Knock On Wood # 1353

Our annual first Saturday in October squirrel hunting camp lasted from midafternoon Friday until late afternoon Sunday with a Sunday morning break for church. Everyone is welcome to these gatherings but the crowd was shorter than usual since I couldn’t start texting folks until after the front came through Thursday. Very much rain would have prevented us from getting down the dirt road to the river. Fishing has been good the last...

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Waving Girl, October 2, 2014 # 1352

From my ledger. July, 1986 vacation to Smoky Mountains. Greg, Jean, and I went to the Smokies then circled south before heading home. Tuesday, July 8, 1986. Breakfast at a Maggie Valley restaurant. All you can eat for $1.89. To enjoy the scenery we selected a table on a screened in porch. A nearby sign proclaimed it to be the most photographed view in the Smokies. We have seen several of the most photographed places in the Smokies. An...

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Columbus Bean And Poor Man, September 25, 2014 #1351
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Columbus Bean And Poor Man, September 25, 2014 #1351

More about our recent fishing trip to Galveston. Tuesday, September 9. Wind and tides bring strange items to the beach. Among the seaweed this trip we found three, relatively rare, large seeds. Some were heart shaped, mahogany brown, and two to almost three inches in diameter. A quick glance reminded me of a buckeye seed and later research showed the seeds to be good luck charms like buckeyes. One looked exactly like a little...

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MOSQUITOES AND BALLYHOO, 09/18, 2014 #1350

More on the eight day Galveston fishing trip. Saturday, September 6. Day 3. Our camp was southwest of Galveston at Jamaica Beach. Today we traveled back to Roll Over Pass to fish with our group. While riding the ferry we watched porpoises and birds. A group of first class birdwatchers trained their expensive binoculars skyward as they watched a fairly uncommon magnificent frigate bird. These large sea birds are related to albatrosses...

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Maggie Valley, September 4, 2014, #1348

In 1986, Jean, Greg, and I went on vacation to the Smoky Mountains. After visiting Gatlinburg we crossed south over the mountains and spent the night in Cherokee, North Carolina then moved on to Maggie Valley for a $1.89, all you can eat breakfast. This little town of 1150 was named after Maggie Mae Setzer, daughter of the town’s first postmaster, Jack Sidney Setzer. His descendants have scattered but return to Maggie Valley each...

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Rattlesnakes and Birthday Cakes, August 28, 2014 # 1347

Sunday afternoon daughter in law Jinger Williams was riding her bike on County Road 1170 south of Charleston and saw a four foot long, canebrake rattlesnake crawling across. She called Jean to see if we wanted to see it and we headed toward her, just around the corner by the Templeton gate. I was afraid it would crawl off in the woods before we could get there but for some reason it stopped just off the road and coiled up. Since these...

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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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