Stories of my hunting experiences with family, friends or whatever else I want to blog about.
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.
As you can tell by now I love to go to the overlook and take pictures of the towboats going up and down the river. Well, yesterday after we made some short errands, went by the overlook and there was a big tow just sitting on the south side of the bridges. Usually, I see the towboats slow up after they pass under the bridges going south but this time it was coming north and slowed down. What he was doing was getting supplies to make the trip up north to its destination. I decided to go down to the Riverfront Park and wait for the towboat to pass. As we walked over to a bench you could smell the river from the breeze with the warm sun beaming down on us. Just before we sat down I thought I head a boat motor and looked over and saw this small boat going by. It was the delivery boat. Then I heard a loud whistle blow from the bigger boats perhaps for the children playing on the playground. We waited for the towboats to make it's way in front of us, so I could get the names off of the boats. Two boats were pushing this big load. As it passed by, I waved, and he blew his whistle at me! I was so surprised and not expecting that! As he made his way passed us, I was able to get the name off of the back end of the bigger boat and it said, MV Jinx P. Smith, Port of Vicksburg. Never saw a boat with Port of Vicksburg on it before and found out that it was named after a deceased riverboat pilot from Vicksburg. (see link under towboat picture) It was an exciting and unexpected experience for sure. We left after the towboats finally made their way around the bend in the river heading north.