Minden Press-Herald

Wednesday
Oct 01st

End of year wrap-up is very satisfying

Sitting at my computer on a rainy day-after Christmas, I’m in the process of doing what I have done every year at this time for the past umpteen years.

I’m looking over the columns I’ve shared with you folks the last twelve months. Some brought a smile of satisfaction or a chuckle at something humorous; others caused my brow to furrow when recalling problems or bad news that came to my attention.

First, the bad, which can be summed up in one word – drought. In all my years, I don’t recall our part of the world being under such a siege as we watched hundred year old oaks die and ponds reduced to puddles from a total lack of moisture. I keep records of daily rainfall that tell the story. On June 21, my rain gauge recorded 2.8 inches. Except for a couple of brief showers over the next few months, the next measurable rain occurred on August 24 when we got just over an inch and two months later on October 27 when 1.85 inches fell. Add day after day of triple digit temperatures and it was a summer to forget.


I met some inspirational folks during 2011, none more amazing than Alabama’s Clay Dyer, a professional bass fisherman who was born without legs and only a stump of an arm on one side; none on the other. Think you have problems? Do an internet search on Dyer, read about him and then thank the Good Lord that your problems are infinitesimal in comparison.

Turkey hunting has become my outdoors passion over the past couple of decades. Although Louisiana gobblers succeeded in feeding me humble pie over the course of our spring season, I was fortunate to get to hunt in a part of Texas where there are more turkeys than people and thankfully, some are downright dumb.

For the past two deer seasons, I have had the privilege of writing articles for Louisiana Sportsman magazine (www.louisianasportsman.com) about trophy bucks taken in Louisiana. Given my ineptness in bagging big bucks myself, it has been fun and rewarding to peer over the shoulder of a dozen or so hunters who have brought home the bacon – or venison – this hunting season.

What amazes me is the fact that most of these braggin’ sized trophy bucks have come from north Louisiana. Of the 13 bucks I have written about, all except two were taken in north and central Louisiana with three Red River Parish bucks topping the charts. Jerry Hester, David Long and Lewis Lawson all bagged eye-popping bucks in Red River Parish.   

Lincoln Parish made the news with Ron Pace’s buster buck he bagged near Dubach and even a former governor’s daughter got in on the big buck scene when Pam McKeithen Plummer, daughter of the late Gov. John McKeithen, downed a handsome buck on her dad’s farm in Caldwell Parish.

Perhaps you remember a year ago when I wrote about a young dog that showed up at our hunting camp, threatening to disrupt our hunting by its habit of following us to our deer stands. I wrote an article pleading for help, a couple from Homer read the story and adopted the dog.

A similar scenario took place again this year when I took trash to a dumpster and found a puppy in a box with dish of dog food and water alongside. My article prompted sympathy and as a result, the “dumpster dog” had a new home.

During the year 2012, I want very much to continue to enlighten and entertain my readers with hunting and fishing articles. I do not want to become a home-finder for unwanted dogs. Two years in a row are plenty, thank you!

Happy New Year!

Glynn Harris Outdoors is proudly sponsored by DSK, Ltd. of Minden.

 

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