Don’t Overthink It!

You’d be surprised how many columns—like this one—I come up with while sitting in a Tom Cat climber. For instance, here I perch way up on this pine, see, silent and still. Glancing to the right, I  pick up movement… Does your mind wander? Well, it probably would if you’d put that stupid phone down.…

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Talkin’ Okefenokeeese

Chaos. Imagine being surrounded by a dozen different languages, all at the top of each screamer’s voice. They meld into an echoing cacophany that renders making sense of what’s going on nearly impossible. Nearly. It has taken half a lifetime to scrape together a pidgin which is workable quite possibly in my mind only. I…

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Walk This Way?

Ever ask yourself rhetorical questions? Aloud? While hobbling? And bleeding? Example: “How many times does a redneck have to walk around a tailgate before he remembers there’s a trailer hitch underneath?” My shins ain’t got much skin. Mostly because I keep it peeled off by doing such dumb stunts as hurrying to grab a dove…

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Of Jake And Hormones

It’s only about every five years—and yes, I’m thankful for small favors—that Jake The Hermit goes into rut. I only wish it could be as simple as pawing dirt, licking branches and traipsing around like a schizoid. One question: why me? Well, it’s because Pap, Daddy and I were the only three folks on the…

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Tricky Transportation

The concrete floor in that old enclosed one-car garage is probably just as hard now as it was back on that cold December night so long ago. The day before, I’d driven off in, and started making payments on, my first car—a 1967 Dodge Coronet 440 that I wish was sitting in my garage now.…

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Trail Cam Glam

So yeah, following tremendous trains/strains of thought and endless categorization, I’ve elevated to the top of your Pre-Op List… a spankin’ new trail camera! Oh, you’re not facing surgery (that you know of) in the immediate future? Well, file the info away for future use; it’s inexpensive and just might come in handy later. Per…

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Oconee River Striped Bass Seek Cool Water In July

The striped bass come and go throughout the year, up and down south and middle Georgia’s river corridors. As the spawning urge kicks in March-April, they begin to range from the Altamaha’s brackish estuary up the Ohoopee, Ocmulgee and Oconee rivers. When the spawn is over, it’s time to seek out cooler waters. Most fishermen…

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Okefenokee Bear Hunt, Missing Jackie Carter

In the nightmare, terror is just behind and gaining. Big, eight-ball black and much too close, the roaring mass with teeth and jaws popping and claws swiping, steadily closes the distance. There’s seemingly no escape: attempting to run—even for your life—as if in deep water is a dire, daunting, even hopeless task. The only hope…

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Watch Your Back

Our eyes locked, for but a moment, because I had never been more nervous with any woman. “Strip all the way down,” she said quietly while extending a garment, “and put this on.” I took it, hands trembling, without reply. Didn’t seem to be a whole lot to say. Ok, ok, get your mind out…

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This Takes Talent!

And you think YOU’RE going crazy waiting for deer season to open… What do you think these idle summer months are doing to the whitetails? Let’s take a look at a recent episode, from a couple of viewpoints; both of which prove that you’re never too old to learn. In this age of trail cameras,…

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