Author: Bill Woodall

But when we were watching the beaver paddle around, she was absolutely uninterested.

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…

And good people. They are where you are and they will find you.

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…

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…

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…

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….

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…

A whisker over 40 years ago, the family and I up and moved to Oregon. Me, move, Oregon… that’s really all the explanation one needs. A dear friend whose knowledge…