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How low can they go?
You have no idea how it hurts an old time outdoorsman like me to roam the Ozarks and witness what is happening to the wild turkey. What hurts most is to know it is likely to be this way for years and … more
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Some gobblers I shot recently… with my camera.
Watching Them Disappear
I never thought I would see wild turkey flocks in the Ozarks drop to the level I have witnessed this past winter. It is a serious situation and state conservation departments from Oklahoma to Alabama … more
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Born too late
Bought some fishing line at Walmart the other day and took it up to that place where they have computers which you are suppose to operate on your own so they can hire fewer people. I ask a lady if … more
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With no kiln drying, this cedar came from logs that have been dead for more than 70 years. The center plaque is a sample of the ones Walnut Hollow Farms got from us in the 70’s. They sold a huge number of these.
A Place to Be, Someday! Culmination of a Dream
I know that folks in Houston Missouri have doubts about the Big Piney-Old Time Ozarks museum I am going to build. But it is going to happen, in time, and here is why. Logs, lumber and fireplace … more
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The Little Niagara River’s trout
Many, many years ago I bought a 12-year collection of old Forest & Stream outdoor magazines, from 1910 through 1922. Occasionally I read through some of them, always finding something new. In the … more
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The weird story of two walleyes
I will swear with both hands on two bibles that this is the truth, but heck, I wouldn’t blame you for not believing it. It was the first week of March maybe a half dozen years ago when three of … more
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Fishing in February for whatever we can catch.
No Danged Luck
When I am fishing in February and March, I like water just a little bit above normal, with not so much mud in it, or floating debris.  I like it green colored and gently flowing, enough so that … more
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In 1972, guide Dickie Bailey holds a 20-pound-plus walleye from Greer’s Ferry’s Little Red River tributary.
The Glass-Eyed Battler of Early Spring
I never caught a walleye when I was young because the Big Piney, where I grew up, didn’t have any. That seems strange to me now because so many Ozark streams have plenty of those glass-eyed … more
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A Master Sculptor
Last week I wrote about my dream to create a museum along Highway 63 between Houston and Licking, dedicated to the early history of the old-time Ozarks and the Big Piney River where I grew up. I was … more
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Duck Season Gone
It is a sad time for us hunters. The last of the duck season ended Monday. But there is still some of the Canada goose hunting season remaining as you can still hunt them until Feb. 6 in Missouri, … more
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These two Big Piney Beavers are likely the biggest ever taken in the U.S. — 90 pounders. Taken in 1952, the story behind them belongs, with photos, in a museum.
A Special Place to Remember a Better Time
What I would like to leave behind me when I am gone and forgotten, originated in a dream from 30 years ago.  That is when I began to think about a special museum somewhere between Cabool, … more
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Lad’s first retrieve
Bolt and his grandson Lightnin’ Lad
It is hard to describe the feelings and emotions you have watching an old companion you have raised from a puppy make his last retrieve. Unable to see now, Bolt, my 12-year-old chocolate Labrador, … more
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Bolt in better times.
Pond Ducks, New Memories
What happened to the ducks this fall? Well we had far too little water here in the lower Midwest, but the big problem was the lack of water in northern breeding grounds of Canada and the Dakotas. Way … more
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Leafing out and blooming — flowering quince bush and dandelion — I have never seen either like this in January.
January Flowers
I wonder sometimes if common sense in our nation is a thing of the past.  At a meeting of outdoor writers some greatly admired turkey hunter who worked for the Forest Products Institute told … more
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When I write about the old men we called the front bench regulars in the pool hall, some people think I am making them up. I am not. I am trying to scrape up pictures of as many as I can. This photo was taken of ol’ Bill Stalder in the early 1950s. he was my grandfather’s trapping partner, a WWI veteran born in the 1890s a big influence in my boyhood. He and my grandfathers and men like them made me what I am today.
New Years Eve — 1963
We had several New-Years Eve celebrations at the pool hall in the sixties. If you want to call it that! Nobody was all excited about seeing the year behind them gone for good, and the worst of winter … more
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Christmas Socks
I am going to give some money to needy families to buy presents for kids, not because I have to, but because I want to. It won’t be much because I don’t have a lot to … more
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I’D RATHER HAVE A DUCK OR A DEER ON THE COVER, BUT IN THE DOLLAR STORE, YOU TAKE WHAT YOU CAN GET.
Christmas Cards for the Outdoor Family
I found some really nice Christmas cards this past week at the local dollar store, although now, due to the way things are improving in our country it is now called the dollar-and-a-half-store.  … more
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Beagles and Cottontails
For most of two hours, the little beagle had struck trail after trail, and hotly pursued a half dozen cottontails in circles that wound around broam sedge, cedar thickets and patches of briar and … more
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A Gentlemanly Sort of Outdoorsman
Back about the end of October I spent a day and fishing with a lady. I recommend that very thing for all you grizzled old veteran outdoorsmen, if you can find any ladies which will indeed go fishing … more
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Grouse Hunting
If you don’t see one close up, I don’t know that you would describe the male ruffed grouse as a beautiful bird. They are a little bit drab.  They are a bird of thick undergrowth … more
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