Month: May 2023
Ugly little buggers
IN the 1950s and early ’60s, Turner Falls was a lightly developed swimming hole south of Davis, Oklahoma. We lived north of there in Maysville, but Turner Falls was fairly…
Continue readingGood neighbors
And good people. They are where you are and they will find you.
Continue readingMemorial Day crowd
I sorta thought our visitor count Easter weekend was impressive. Unh-uh. For this weekend, all 105 of our campsites and cabins were reserved well in advance. The owner of Allegheny…
Continue readingBucket List
Along about 1962 — I was in the fifth grade and brother Bert was in the third, so let’s accept that I was 10 years old and a happy enrollee…
Continue readingCalm before the storm
Tonight I’m sitting in front of our wheeled-house. I’ve got a book courtesy of Kilgore’s public library. Millie is standing guard. I’m going to say there are 18 occupied camp/cabin…
Continue readingWeigh-in
Walleye fishermen were out today on a cool — 50-ish degrees on the water — rainy day to compete in a big-fish contest. $1000 and some merch to the winner….
Continue readingBill, skywalker
Until 2003 it was a railroad trestle. Built in 1882, the 300-foot-tall — at the deepest point in the canyon — structure originally stood on cast iron legs and spanned…
Continue readingToo Little Trout
The problem with frying a nine-inch trout is that you’re frying A nine-inch trout. And, doggone it, that’s not much of a meal. However, this one was gifted to me…
Continue readingHow Green Is My Valley
Some days you’re elbow-deep in toilets. Some days it’s Monday morning, the campers have almost all gone home and it’s just Millie, me and our little green valley.
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