Author: Bill Woodall

Today is Monday. The picnic areas are empty. All but a few campers and a handful of fishermen are home, on the job in their office, their store, or their…

Willow Creek — clear, cool and from time-to-time home to tasty trout — provides a restful place for a mid-day break. But the water level is dropping. We’ve had .25…

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….