Suzi and Bob taking a break from playing on the wheelers on the sandbar at the Mississippi River.
This was our favorite spot of all at Brown's Point. It's in a cove of the Mississippi River and such a scenic place to sit and watch the riverboats and barges go up and down the river. This is where I went skinny dipping for the very first time!
This is the main camp house at Brown's Point Hunting Club. We had an upstairs room to the left. The camp had two black ladies that would come in and cook meals for the hunters around Thanksgiving and Christmas. Our friends Reed and Doris looking the camp over. The good ole days!
Sitting around talking and telling tall tells of hunting. In chair is Mike, on bench is Larry, Doc and Bob.
Greg (my step-son) showing off his 8 pt. that he harvested at Brown's Point Hunting Club. Greg is fortunate to still be a member there. He served as Treasurer for several years.
Bob's 8 pt. that he harvested close to his deer stand called, Triple X. Look closely and you can see his stand in the background. These pictures were taken in the mid 80's and early 90's. A lot of memories captured at this hunting club. (More to come)
A Dixie Lady Deer Hunter
Article by Fred Messina, editor of "On Target Outdoors" from The Vicksburg Evening Post on Friday, January 19, 1990. Photo by Bob Phillips.
Bob Phillips came up the other day with a photo of his wife Marian and a deer she got on Brown's Point New Years Eve. The deer was an 8-point with 16 inches of inside spread that weighed in at 190 pounds. A nice trophy in anyone's book. However, the tale Bob told is that this was Marian's fourth deer this year and he claimed that he would have done better than he did if he had not spent so much time hauling Marian's deer out of the woods. Come off it, Bob. We all know who the hunter was.