Thursday, January 31, 2008
Wednesday, January 30, 2008
The Vicksburg Post stated that Zachary “Zach” Beard, 14, died as a result of injuries sustained in the accident at about 2 p.m. on private land, a Jefferson County Coroner Bob Rollins said. Zach was a home schooled ninth-grader.
The vehicle hit an obstacle on a narrow riding path still wet from rain and ice storms over the weekend, Rollins said.
Survivors include his parents, Kenny Jr. and Mickie Beard of Brandon; his maternal grandparents, Lamar and Velma Shumaker of Pearl; his paternal grandparents, Ken Sr. and Faye Beard of Terry, and aunts and uncles. A memorial service will be at 2 p.m. Wednesday at the Kingdom Hall of Jehovah’s Witness in Brandon under the direction of Ott & Lee Funeral Home.
It is so sad to hear about an ATV accident and that a loss of life has occurred. As Kristine said, “Riding an ATV can be a fun activity for friends and family to share with each other. Like any other activity, it can have its dangers, but, as with many other activities, if care is taken, and safety precautions are followed, your ATV ride can be a fun and enjoyable experience.”
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
Monday, January 28, 2008
Sunday, January 27, 2008
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Friday, January 25, 2008
It was Saturday, October 20, 2007. I had already killed a doe on the morning hunt, and I was now preparing for the afternoon hunt. At 2:00, I headed off to my stand. I had my heart set on a nice buck. It was a beautiful day, a little warm, but I don’t like the cold, so I didn’t mind. I was hunting a climbing stand on the edge of my food plot. My food plot is in a creek bottom, and I had it planted in turnips, mustards, and rape. On my previous hunts, I had seen a small six-point and a spike on a regular basis. I had already killed a small seven-point year before last, so I had let the six-point walk. My goal was to get a buck larger than the one I had killed in the past. A little after 3:00, the spike came in on my left. He grazed the length of my food plot and eventually fed on off towards the creek to my right. Then at 4:30, my little six-point came in from the creek to my right. I could see another deer with him about twenty yards behind. Because of a limb that we had left in front of me for cover, I couldn't see the head of the second deer. Both deer were feeding towards me. I finally got a look at the second deer, and I immediately knew that he was the one I wanted. I could tell he was a nice buck, so I started talking to myself in order to calm down! The six-point fed on off to my left, and had gotten out of sight. My total concentration was now on the eight-point. As he fed on over directly in front of me, I waited for my chance to draw my bow. I got worried because he had reached the exact spot that I had shot the doe (110 lbs.) that morning. He stopped, and smelled the ground, and acted like he may spook. I didn’t want to take a chance on him running off before I could get a shot. So I drew back, tried to steady my breathing and my knees, and released my arrow. It was a thirty yard shot, and I could tell it looked like a good hit. He spun around, and rand back up the food plot, and into the wood line. I tried to listen to see if I could hear him fall, so that my husband wouldn’t be made at me for not paying attention after the shot! My knees were shaking so bad I had to sit back down, and take deep breaths. I waited for about thirty minutes, and then climbed down to see if I could find any sign of blood. I didn’t see much blood, and didn’t want to take a chance on trailing him so soon. It was getting dark, so I made my way back to the camp to get my husband. I pulled into the camp yard blowing my horn, and flashing my lights!! We gathered up a few helpers, and some good flashlights, and went to look for him. We found him not fifty yards’ from where I had shot him. He had pretty much fallen as soon as he hit the wood line. We got him back to the skinning shed to get our measurements. He was a nice eight-point with 20-inch main beams, 15-inch inside spread, 4-inch bases, and weighted in at 165 lbs. All the guys were congratulating me and telling me that I had the best luck of anyone they knew! They said bow hunting was tough and I made it look easy by killing two in one day! I couldn’t have been prouder and I put on my baseball cap that says, “So Who Says Girls Can’t Hunt??” That was probably a once in a lifetime day for me, and I will definitely be one that I will never forget! (A week later Tanis got another doe (l25 lbs.) with her bow. You go Girl!
Thursday, January 24, 2008
Wednesday, January 23, 2008
NorCal Cazadora-Huntress - This blog is about a professional lady from Northern California hunting in an arena dominated by men. She did not pick up a shotgun until the age of 41. This is her journey into this new world of becoming a Cazadora (rare bird) or huntress.
Camp Chicken Chronicles - posted by Cathy Smith who lives in Sault Ste. Marie in Michigan with her best friend Arlene and a cat by the name of Kitten Mitten. Camp Chicken Chronicles is named for her Mother's beautiful 80 acres of woodland property near Pickford that has been in her family for nearly 100 years. It is their family's camp and a getaway place to be close to nature and to enjoy the sport of hunting.
Hunt Smart, Think Safety - is written by Kristine Shreve who works for Guns Safety Innovations in Michigan. She writes about hunting, hunting tips, women in the outdoors and gun safety. The company she works for makes products like the GunTriever (purchased) which is a cord that is used to raise and lower your gun in a safe way while getting in and out of your deer stand. She is also a hard working planner/organizer for our 2009 Outdoor Bloggers Summit.
Then There Was Sweetthing - a great get-a-way to see what sweetthing ‘Nickel‘ is up to. This name was given to her by her husband (GuyK) who she claims is a grumpy retired military man and must be watched to make sure he takes his med. I have met her in person and she is truly a very sweet lady.
Andy and Julie Outdoors - A married couple who shares the same interest in the great outdoors as my husband and I. I've enjoyed reading about their adventures of hunting and fishing together in the great outdoors.
Fishing Fiesta - Michele, who is Canadian, calls herself a Rocky Mountain Girl. She enjoys fly fishing and landscape photography. I really enjoy going to her site and looking at all the beautiful pictures she has taken of mountains and lakes and reading her stories. She also maintains three other blogs: Life in the Owl-Light, The Earth and Weather Space and The Rocky Mountain Retreat.
Cid69 - A newly retired Colorado man who loves to hang out with his “Circle” of friends and his family. His travels, adventures, ramblings, ravings, opinions, comments and associated thoughts as they occur to him are very personable and interesting.
Timber Life - An Iowa lady hunter and grandmother who has taken up the pass time of hunting on her home farm/timber property. She enjoys being a homemaker and meeting new friends in the great outdoors.
Outdoors With Othmar Vohringer - Othmar was born and raised in Switzerland and since his childhood has loved the great outdoors. He came to the United States when he was an adult and later settled in British Columbia. Othmar is an avid hunter/fisherman and a freelance writer and also holds seminars on outdoor events. He is a founding member of the Outdoor Bloggers Summit, a host to four more blogs, a forum and newsletter; My Wild Outdoor Kitchen, Whitetail Deer Passion, Wild Turkey Fever, My Stand and a Hunting Chat Forum.
Deer Camp Blog - A deer camp that makes you feel right at home, whereby you can sit back, relax and enjoy the fellowship, drink coffee and read/listen to all the fun hunting and ghost stories by the great storyteller himself, Rex. He is also a founding member of the Outdoor Bloggers Summit.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Yes, Women Really Do Hunt Too!
Just met an avid lady hunter with two young sons from the suburbs of Houston, Texas. She and her husband hunt on their family's property in Delhi, LA., across the Mississippi River from Vicksburg. Her new blog was born today called The Lady Hunter. She wants to be able to chronicle one of her hobbies and thought about it this weekend as they were driving home from the last weekend of rifle season in Louisiana. She has so many stories and so many memories that she wants to treasure. She said it is a work in progress, but she hopes to back track about 8 years and retell the stories of how she fell in love with such a beautiful sport. Go over and wish her good luck and make her feel welcome. The Lady Hunter also has another blog called, The Busy Body!
Monday, January 21, 2008
Sunday, January 20, 2008
Saturday, January 19, 2008
Officials from that agency and the U.S. Fish and Wildlife Service started Tuesday trying to determine who shot the protected animal.
"It's really bad that it happened in Rolling Fork - with all the support they've given for black bear preservation" said MDWFP black bear biologist Brad Young.
Sharkey County is home to The Delta National Forest, an area known for its black bear population. Rolling Fork also host a festival, called the Great Delta Bear Affair, an event that pays homage to President Theodore Roosevelt's famous bear hunt that resulted in what is now the "teddy bear." The affair also aims to increase awareness of bear preservation.
Officials were unable to determine the sex or age of the bear, which Young indicated had been there a while. In fact, knowing for sure it was a bear wasn't simple task. "We identified it by its skull and its feet," he said.
The bear was not one of the six bears that Young and his department have tagged with radio collars, used to track migration patterns. Of those tagged bears, three were tracked in the Delta National Forest when Young last did a fly over in December. He said two were in Issaquena County and one was in Washington County. Sharkey and Issaquena counties combined are suspected to have between 15 and 20 of the threatened species. About 100 are believed to be in various other parts of the state.
The Bear's death marks the second time in about seven years that a bear has been found killed in Mississippi, Young said. Eric Wade Mobley of Grace was convicted in 2002 of killing a black bear and dumping its remains at a hunting club in Issaquena County a year earlier. A forensics exam of the bear showed bullet fragments from the fatal shot. Because of his violation of the Lacey Act, a law that protects plants and wildlife by creating civil and criminal penalties for an array of violations, Mobley was order by a judge to pay nearly $10,000. He was also ordered to perform 20 hours of community service and was placed on a one-year probation and also prohibited him from hunting.
The most recent incident remains under investigation, and no arrest have been made. "I really want to catch the guy who did this, "Young said.
In November, black bear crossing signs were placed along U.S. 61 South near the Big Black River to serve as both a warning and a tool for awareness about the presence of black bears in the area. Other signs were posted along Mississippi 16 near Rolling Fork. More signs were planned to go up in areas where the bears are prevalent. The effort was spawned as part of an initiative of the Bear Education and Restoration Group of Mississippi, a group that sets out to educate and provide viable population of black bears in the state.
Friday, January 18, 2008
Thursday, January 17, 2008
A stranger came by the other day with an offer that set me to thinking. He wanted to buy the old barn that sits out by the highway. I told him right off he was crazy. He was a city type, you could tell by his clothes, his car, his hands, and the way he talked. He said he was driving by and saw that beautiful barn sitting out in the tall grass and wanted to know if it was for sale. I told him he had a funny idea of beauty.
It came to me then. We're a lot like that, you and I. Only it's on the inside that the beauty grows with us. Sure we turn silver gray too... And lean a bit more than We did when we were young and full of sap. But the Good Lord knows what He's doing. And as the years pass He's busy using the hard weather of our lives, The dry spells and the stormy seasons to do a job of beautifying Our souls that nothing else can produce. And to think how often folks holler because they want life easy!
They took the old barn down today and hauled it away To beautify a rich man's house. And I reckon someday you and I'll be hauled off To Heaven to take on whatever chores the Good Lord Has for us there.
And I suspect we'll be more beautiful Then for the seasons we've been through here... And just maybe even add a bit of beauty to our Father's house.