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Deer Camp Blog- the outdoor column of The Bodock Times- (a satirical periodical) Humor and Hunting at the famous Christmas Place Plantation Hunting Club on the edge of the Mississippi Delta

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Friday, March 30, 2012

The Turkey Trek


This weekend I am heading to the Christmas Place for my annual Turkey Hunt. Should be equal to the rest of the hunts I've had.
Denise is going with me and we have decided on a new place to try out the metal detector. That might be fun. Camo is really looking forward to it! Hopefully the beautiful weather will hold and we will have a fun and relaxing time. See you Monday!

Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Recently Spotted


The camp members have been all aflutter after this fella was recently spotted on our property. He had a dead coyote in one hand and a wild hog under his other arm. Thank God he is helping out around the place! I need to warn him to lay low though, heaven help him if he comes between my Dad and a big old Gobbler.

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Monday, March 26, 2012

Hershel Hears A Hoot

No turkeys were taken this weekend at the Christmas Place. Good news is that Dad finally did hear a turkey gobble. There is some nasty talk that this could not possibly happen unless the turkey was actually in the blind with Dad.
In all fairness to him, the picture to the right is misleading. Dad did not use an ear trumpet when he served in the Revolutionary War.

Thursday, March 22, 2012

The Ancient Trunk

Paul and I found the old trunk easier than you might think. As kids we had a desire to collect old artifacts of all kinds. Arrowheads, old coins, old bottles, whatever was old and might be valuable one day. I can't tell you how many old creeks we walked, how many old dumps we dug in or how many old hearths and floorboards we checked. We both have an eye for things like that and realizing that the old bathroom was not as deep as it should be intrigued us. Breaking into the small space we found the old trunk. It is well preserved and full of parts of journals, photographs from the turn of the century and how the Christmas Place became a hunting legend. The man behind it all was Horatio S. Christmas, the famed explorer and big game hunter. A man obsesssed with the rarest, most extraordinary creatures in the world.

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Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Under The Lake


Needless to say, all members (especially Burney) and GUESTS (you know who you are) have been banned from swimming in the lake.

Tuesday, March 20, 2012

An Old Picture


The old home on the Christmas Place held many clues to it's mysterious past. Hidden in an old trunk we found this picture from 1937. No names but boldly written on the back were the words. Tasted like chicken! Hmmmm....

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Monday, March 19, 2012

Christmas Place Camera Tour




I recently took this picture of one of our many strange creatures around the property. We don't see many of them as they are very reclusive. Paul says they taste like chicken.

Friday, March 16, 2012

Spring Camera Tour

At this time of year the famous Christmas Place is beautiful. Dogwoods are blooming and the big forest are a joy to walk in. So in honor of the striking sights to be seen on the property, I have decided to post pictures of not only the beauty here but of some of the commonly seen strange sights that you have heard about.
Here is a picture of the lake and one of the darn critters there that we have to fish around. Damn thing will still your bait and stringer of fish too. So be careful while you are up there fishing.

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Thursday, March 15, 2012

Springtime For Thunderhoof

Spring is in the air at the famous Christmas Place. Everything is turning green and most days you can see Thunderhoof sunning himself in the large food plot beside the camp enjoying the weather. It is time for fishing, golf, cooking out and hunting turkeys. Dad is down there now hunting turkeys and chasing Thunderhoof out of the garden with a broom. Crappie fishing and turkey hunting, what could be better?

Tuesday, March 13, 2012

Hunting The Prom

Sarah enjoyed her Senior Prom this weekend. No hip boots, no fishing rod, no weapons and unfortunately no camoflague were allowed. So she dressed up in a knock 'em dead, beautiful prom dress and headed out with her friends. She looked fantastic and had a wonderful experience to remember from now on.

We are very proud of how she has handled herself as a Senior this year.

Monday, March 12, 2012

Thank You All

Thank you all, for the many nice birthday wishes sent my way this weekend. For your information, I did not win those millions of dollars at the casino I was expecting so you will have to put up with me a little while longer.
My dog thanks you, Thunderhoof thanks you and I thank you.

Wednesday, March 07, 2012

Bright Lights And Blonde Haired Women

Finally, Denise and I are going to take a long weekend and are headed to the famous Beau Rivage on the Mississippi Gulf Coast. A little warm weather, a little salt air, a little night life, and hitting the jackpot for 3 or 4 million dollars should get me jump started again. I will try and remember all you little people when I come back with all that money.

Tuesday, March 06, 2012

30 Pound Crappie!!

Ummm, I meant 30 pound Grass Carp. Paul Jones caught this monster at the famous Christmas Place on a 4 lb. line and battled him for over an hour. He got the fish, got his picture taken, and gently released him back into the water in hopes that Jody will one day come down and catch him again.

Monday, March 05, 2012

Dad and Sam-I-Am

Dad and Sam Goodwin like to get together when the crappie finally start biting and they are just now starting to bite like crazy. I think they caught a jillion this weekend. Here is Sam in action.

Friday, March 02, 2012

The Lammey Trap


Judge Jim Lammey leaned back in his leather chair, put his feet on the desk and gazed out the window. It had been another long day of goofing on the internet and oogling secretaries. A truck pulled into the lot outside, screeched to a halt, half blocking two spaces and a man hopped out and hurried up the steps to the courthouse holding a speeding ticket in his hand. Holy crap! He recognized him! It was Mark Stewart, his old hunting buddy. Judge Lammey thought a minute, picked up the phone and called downstairs to the courtroom.
Mark, the old Mailrider went to the desk to pay his ticket and the pretty little girl told him not to worry about it, he was only going a few miles over the limit and his license was in good standing. She tore up the ticket and wished him a good day.
Wow! What a stroke of luck, Mark thought as he practically skipped out the door and down the marble steps to his pickup. Unfortunately there was a brand new parking ticket in the center of his windshield. Damn! What a screw-up! He looked around, shook his head, got in the truck and drove off.
Judge Lammey, peeping out the window, almost had a heart-attack laughing so hard.

Thursday, March 01, 2012

Hogs and Turkeys and Fish, OH MY!


It is spring at the famous Christmas Place and there are a lot of things to do and see. Grab your fishing pole, your turkey call or your favorite rifle and head on down.