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Saturday, October 25. 2008
The coveted title of â€˜Aceâ€™ is bestowed on fighter pilots that have shot down a minimum of 5 enemy aircraft.Â Would you believe this honor could be attached to a Suburban?
Pulling out of Lawrence Marshall Chevrolet in Hempstead, Texas on my way to Goldthwaite, I was admiring the new Chevy Suburban that I had just picked up for Layla.Â It had everything but 4WD - cargo doors, leather, trailer pulling package and I even had them put on a heavy, duty cattle guard.
I was picking her up in Goldthwaite and we were heading 80 miles west to Millersview to open Quail season.Â The hunting that day was fabulous, near limits and no rattlesnakes and we packed up and headed home.
A few miles east of Millersview we noticed large herds of deer in the fields on both sides of the road and one doe was rapidly changing positions, and we were right in her sights and, â€˜crunchâ€™, she slammed into the rear panel of the new Suburban!Â She went spinning off, dead, on to the shoulder of the road.Â We stopped and checked the damage and it was minimal.Â We called USAA and set up a repair job for the next week.
The repair job went quickly and the next weekend, after a morningâ€™s deer hunt we, Brad, Mike Mitchell and I, hooked up the Jeep and headed out to Millersview for some Quailing.Â Results were excellent again and heading home, in exactly the same place we had hit the deer the week before, here came another one and she nicked the rear bumper and slammed into the Jeep.Â Another dead deer, rear bumper problems on the Suburban and a small dent in the Jeep.Â Another call to USAA and they cheerfully took care of the problem.
Deer 3 was another doe, in the same place, east of Millersview, that we hit, head on as it crossed the road.Â The cattle guard saved us, but we still had almost $4,000. in damages!Â Another call to USAA solved the problem.
Deer 4 was recorded on Hwy. 16, north of San Saba, early on New Years Day.Â We had attended a party down there and I had 2 drinks and because of this, Randy said heâ€™d better drive home.Â Relenting to his request, I cautioned him that on this dark night there would be a lot of deer out, so slow down.Â He didnâ€™t slow down and at 70 MPH we hit another one.Â Another call to USAA and they passed on to us that it appeared that we were in a high, deer impact area.
The coveted â€˜Aceâ€™ title was achieved when driving to Houston, Layla, was routed around some construction and on the shoulder of the road where a group of buzzards was cleaning up a dead coon.Â Passing them, one flared toward the Suburban, hit the right rear view mirror destroying it and crumpled dead.
Calling USAA, they took care of the problem and the representative quipped, â€That makes 4 deer and one buzzard.Â This Suburban qualifies for â€˜Aceâ€™!
Posted by Jon Bryan in Hill Country Happenings at 08:05 | Comments (0) | Trackbacks (0)
Wednesday, September 3. 2008
The more the merrier makes for a great dove hunt!
On September 1, Sons, Grandsons and friends met at Tedâ€™s house outside of San Saba to welcome in this yearâ€™s opening of Dove season.Â Rusty Williams from Canyon is shown getting ready to go out.Â Last time I hunted with Rusty was in Friona, Texas, and it was 25 degrees, snowing, with a 40 MPH wind, not today, 80 and calm at sun up.Â
Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Â Just before shooting time, Brad and his Nephew, my Grandson, Wesley, from Paris, (Texas, that is), both had big smiles.Â Brad shot a pile of doves and Wesley â€˜shaggedâ€™ them!
Randy, a Baptist Pastor, and his Son, Austin, my Grandson, display birds they just had shot.Â Austin showing off the first white wing of his career and Randy displaying a European collared dove, ring neck dove in Texas.Â Notice the size difference, the ring neck being almost as large as a pigeon.Â On August 9, Austin, a running back and linebacker, has his first middle-school football game.Â Iâ€™ll be attending and will report on it.
Really enjoying the day hunting with friends and my â€˜boysâ€™, I thought back, and over the years, had shot more birds, but this hunt was especially enjoyable.Â One Grandson getting his first white wing and another learning how to â€˜shagâ€™ them and heâ€™ll be shooting at them in a year or two himself.
After the morningâ€™s shooting, we retired to Tedâ€™s house for fried fish and grilled doves.Â The doves were wrapped in bacon with a slice of a jalapeno and side dishes were all fresh from Tedâ€™s garden â€“ boiled squash and onions, boiled okra, black eyed peas and sliced, chilled tomatoes.Â This feast was topped off with Tedâ€™s special chocolate cake and then a nap before the afternoonâ€™s hunt.Â
We all had a great time!Â What a great day!Â Â
Posted by Jon Bryan in Hunting at 08:05 | Comments (0) | Trackbacks (0)
Friday, June 6. 2008
Yesterday, Ted Red, who lives in San Saba, and I, took our Grandsons fishing in the San Saba River. The boys are Wesley, age 9, and Will, age 5, Culbertson, from Paris, Texas (that is).
The boys have been staying with Layla and I and the three of us headed out for the river early. Both boys wanted to go by way of the old bridge that was built over the San Saba River in 1900. Looking at it, it is a scary thing! It looks like weâ€™re heading to The Christmas Place.
While we were fishing, Wesley pulled up with a turtle, a Red-eared Terrapin, Trachemys scripta elegans, he sat it down and the reptile never moved or showed it head the entire time we were fishing.
Ted and I were fishing in the same area when our floats both went under and we pulled out two Gaspergou, or â€˜Goos, fresh water Drum, Aplodinotus grunniens, that are great eating, but we threw them back to grow up.
Again, Ted and I, had great fun with the boys, but we didnâ€™t catch any real big ones, but maybe out throw line will entice a whopper?
Posted by Jon Bryan in Fishing at 08:05 | Comments (4) | Trackbacks (0)
Saturday, April 26. 2008
On this past Monday, one of my friends, Ted Red, left, invited me to go fishing with him. He lives along the San Saba River, 18 miles south of my ranch. I readily accepted and was treated to a real surprise.
The San Saba River originates west of Menard, Texas and flows east, through some rugged western and west central Texas landscape, to where it meets the Colorado River.
It flows through the town of San Saba and is fueled by the mighty spring in that town. Since its discovery in the early 1700's, this spring pours out 6 to 8,000,000 gallons of water daily!Â We fished just below where it enters the river, just upstream from the small rapids and the setting is almost tropical, except for the Rattlers!
The river has been deeply involved in Texas history, exploration and Indian fighting. During the Spanish period, 1650-1800, there was a big Indian raid, killing all the inhabitants of an early Spanish mission and my 3G Uncle, Buck Barry, even had a good â€œscrapeâ€ along it during the 1860â€s. History aside, it also offers excellent fishing!
Ted and I didn't score on any of the big Catfish that the river is locally famous for, but we enjoyed several hours of steady action on the bream, small channel cats, and one, keeper size gaspergou, or freshwater drum.
The â€œgouâ€ that I caught wasnâ€™t huge, this past weekend in Lake Austin, that flows through our capital, a fisherman caught a 22.5 pound monster, but mine was keeper size and was thrown back to grow into a monster!
The next time we fish the river, weâ€™re going to take along a heavy rod, keep the little bream, use them for live catfish bait and catch us some of the big â€œcatsâ€ the river is famous for!
Posted by Jon Bryan in Fishing at 08:05 | Comments (2) | Trackbacks (0)
Tuesday, October 23. 2007
This past August 28, I visited Scott and White Clinic in Temple, Texas to have the skin Docs look at a small, rough place below my left eye. My personal diagnosis was a pre cancerous spot they would freeze off and I would then continue to prepare for the opening of Dove season the coming Saturday, September 1. One look at the spot under my eye and my Doctor went into high gear, not even bothering to do a biopsy, calling in the head of the Dermatology Department for a look, scheduling me for surgery at 8:00 AM the next morning and chiding me for not noticing the spot sooner.
Notice the difference in size between the smaller White Wing and larger "Ring Neck Dove". In Texas there is no closed season or bag limit on
Shortly, several large Doves, not White Wings Doves, Zenaida Asiatica, are boring in on me and picking one out I swing, and BAM, the bird crumples. I retrieve and identify it as a, what we call, Ring Neck Dove, better known as an European Collared Dove, Streptopelia Decacto. This bird is twice as big as a Mourning Dove and half again as big as a White Wing and just as tasty as a Mourner, especially if you wrap them in bacon and tuck a sliced jalapeno in their breast bone cavity.
Posted by Jon Bryan in Hunting at 08:05 | Comments (8) | Trackbacks (0)
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