A Day From the Past Remembered

This day happened when I was the ripe old age of 14. We used to spend a whole week every year at a place called Many Islands in Arkansas, trout fishing on the Spring River. Well, my dad had bought a trolling motor to help in getting around on Spring River. The owner of the campground had poured a concrete pad to aid in loading gear into boats and canoes.

He rented a boat and pulled it up to the pad where our gear was waiting to be loaded into the boat. My dad had one foot in the front of the boat and one foot on the pad. He had me hand him the gear and he loaded it into the boat. He assured me that his knot would hold and keep the boat in place.

Well, everything seemed to be going pretty well and then I noticed the boat was getting farther from the concrete pad, but my dad would pull the boat back to the pad with his leg. As long as the knot held, everything would be fine.

Then it happened. The knot failed and my dad was struggling to pull it back. I stared in horror as I realized he was approaching the point of no return. My gut told me this wasn’t going to end well and it sure wasn’t going to be pretty. Then it happened. The gap between the concrete pad where my dad’s foot was planted and the boat where his other foot was planted became too wide for him to recover and into the water he went. FYI the water temp is cold and colder. His head went under water and then after what seemed like an eternity, he emerged from the water resembling the Phoenix rising from the ashes. I learned a whole bunch of new adjectives that I would never be able to use in school. Needless to say, we didn’t go fishing that morning.

Bollinger Mill State Historic Site

The Bollinger Mill State Historic Site is located in Cape Girardeau County in Missouri. The park was established in 1967 to preserve the mill and the Bufordville Covered Bridge that predates the American Civil War in Bufordville. The bridge is listed on the National Register of Historic Places. The park offers tours of the mill and picnicking. The Missouri Department of Natural Resources has the responsibility of managing the park.

Around 1800 a gentleman by the name of George Frederick Bollinger began building a wooden dam and the mill on the Whitewater River only to rebuild the mill and dam using limestone. upon his death, his daughter Sarah Daughtery along with her sons kept the mill operating until the Civil War. In an effort to prevent the supply of flour and meal to the Confederate Army, Union soldiers burned the mill.

After the war Solomon R Burford bought the mill site and 1867 completed the current four-story brick mill. It is built on the limestone foundation of the original mill. He kept the mill operating until 1953 at which time the Cape County Milling Company took over the operations and continued operating until 1953 when the Vandivort family bought the site. In 1961 it was donated to the Cape Girardeau County Historical Society and in 1967 it was donated to the State of Missouri. It was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1971. The bridge was added to the National Register of Historic Places in 1970.

The Whitewater River was used to power the mill. When water levels are sufficient, milling demonstrations are performed using the original milling equipment.

Thanks for taking the time to stop by and read about the Bollinger Mill.

“The power of imagination makes us infinite.” -John Muir

The End of a Good Time

For two years this was our home for 8 months out of the year. I really loved being a campground host. It did have its moments though when I wondered why I am doing this. The good moments outweighed the bad moments. Once I was done with the daily duties, I was able to do the things I enjoyed doing. I thank Chris Woods of the US Forest Service for giving me this opportunity.

The Forest Service provided us with a golf cart to get around the park. These two got used to the cart and got over their fear of it. I watched these two for about 25 minutes to get this capture.

The Herons were hard to stalk. Always on alert for any movement and ready to take flight. One morning I was lucky enough to get close enough and capture it as it was taking flight.

These are some of my favorite captures from the park.

Credit Jason Wilson Photography

I got to hike the trails, fish and pan for gold. Last year I put over 30 pounds of fish in the freezer.

Sadly, I won’t be returning in 2025. I was diagnosed with peripheral foot neuropathy, which is very painful. I am currently receiving treatments from PC Medical Center in Cape Girardeau, MO. I have only had 4 treatments, and I am very satisfied with the results I have received. It also affects one’s balance. Mine was so bad I couldn’t pass a sobriety test stone cold sober. They have even helped with me with that. I am also retaining water in my legs and feet, and I have an appointment with a vein specialist in March.

I also made a lot of friends. I introduce Jason who I met at the park. He too is a photographer, and damn good at it, we took a lot of pictures.

Another chapter in my book of life comes to an end. I am going to miss this place, but I will be visiting frequently, if my health allows me to, in the capacity of one of the campers visiting Silver Mines Campground.

I am currently working on publishing a coffee table book titled, Missouri Through the Lens. It will be made up of photos of rural Missouri. Places not on the beaten path. It will contain some photos taken Silver Mines.

In Memory of Meddlin’ Kate

Having a dog will bless you with many of the happiest days of your life, and one of the worst.” Unknown

Dogs’ lives are too short.Their only fault, really.

Agnes Sligh Turnbull

                        

They grieve, have feelings, listen, can fill a house with joy and give unconditional love. Yes, there are some dogs that have behavioral issues but there are people that do too. They aren’t perfect.

Kate was my ride dog, and we were basically together 24/7. She wasn’t just a dog, no, she was a family member. I have very fond memories with Kate. No one can take those memories away from me.

Meddlin’ Kate 1/1/2011 – 1/25/2020

Brrrr….Baby It’s Cold Outside!!

Wow! Just wow. Once upon a time we were visited by warmer than normal temperatures day after day, even though it was officially winter. In the back of my mind, I knew we would pay for that nice weather. Then! Then it finally happened, and it wasn’t pretty. No sir ladies and gentlemen it wasn’t. We were enjoying highs in the 40s and 50s with lows in the upper 30s.

Quickly our highs went to highs of low 20s to single digits and lows from 5 to -10 with strong winds and the snow arrived. Accumulations were never above 5 inches. For the record I am one of those crazy people who love snow and the colder temperatures, but in my old age the cold air seems to have a bit more bite to it, then it used too. 

I did manage to get out a couple of times to hike. The first one was to Elephant Rocks State Park. When I headed out it was a balmy 22 degrees and by the time, I got back to the truck it was 18 degrees with a 20 mph Northwest wind. No snow on the ground but I did manage to get a few shots and one very interesting one. I called them “dirtcicles”. They originated from underneath the ground and formed icecicles with dirt at the very top. Picture below.

I also got a couple of other pics.

Then I really went off the deep end and decided to take a brisk hike up Hughes Mountain. That was my first mistake. When I got out of the truck it was a warm 8 degrees and a dusting of snow on the ground. Just enough to make walking challenging. Well against my better judgement I started up the trail. I soon ran into a section covered in ice. With some creative hiking I managed to get about halfway up and took a couple of pics overlooking the valley below. The first pic on my post was one of them. Now with the next two you will know how the valley looks at 8 degrees. I know deep down you really want to know, LOL.

Now it was time to head back. Apparently, my creative hiking had went somewhere warmer, because all of a sudden, my feet went out from underneath me, and I was headed downhill rather quickly. I’m sure it wasn’t a pretty sight to behold, and I’m sure if anybody heard my screams, they thought I was being attacked by a mountain lion. Gary Fultz, just how hard are you laughing right now? I finally came to a stop. I finally arrived home safe and sound.

Now what does this photographer do when he can’t get out? He hones his photography skills by taking pictures of birds. Lots of pictures. I will only bore you with a couple.

Thank you for stopping by and reading my post. You are very much appreciated.

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Loess Bluffs National Wildlife Refuge

Golden eagle.

First, I give thanks to my wonderful wife for her patience and supporting me in my photography. She inspires me to do what I do. Thank you, Evelyn, you are the best.

On December 6, 2023, a good friend of mine, and fellow photographer, Jason Wilson, and I departed for Loess (pronounced “luss”) Bluffs National Wildlife Refuge located in northwest Missouri, 30 miles northwest of St. Joseph, MO. The refuge consists of 7,440 acres located along the eastern edge of the Missouri River. Every spring and fall, the refuge is visited by thousands of waterfowl migrating south for the winter.

I believe these are Trumpeter Swans. Too far away to say for sure.
Trumpeter Swan

The refuge was established in 1935 by President Franklin D. Roosevelt and many of the roads, trails, dikes and buildings were constructed by the Civilian Conservation Corps in 1935 and 1936. The primary purpose of the refuge is to provide habitat for migratory birds and other wildlife. There are 3,180 acres of wetlands, 2,175 acres of grasslands and 1,200 acres of forests. There has been as many as 2,000 trumpeter swans visit the refuge during the winter months along with 1.4 million snow geese and 200,000 ducks during the spring and fall migrations. I noticed a very significant number of muskrat dens throughout the wetlands, and it seemed the bald eagles enjoyed their use as a handy perch.

The refuge designed many avenues for observing the wildlife who call it home and to those visitors that drop in from to time. Roads and hiking trails have been provided along with viewing towers, and spotting scopes in various places throughout the refuge. Trails consist of Loess Bluff Trail, Munkres Homestead Trail, Callow Trail, Turkey Ridge Trail, Paw Paw Trail and Eagle Pool Overlook Trail. A ten mile Auto Tour is also located in the Refuge. One important bit of information is that restrooms are only located in the Refuge headquarters. The Refuge opens a half hour before sunrise and closes a half hour after sunset. For the most up to date information visit http://www.fws.gov/refuge/loess_bluffs/

The Visitor Center/Headquarters

We weren’t the only photographers visiting the Refuge. Even during the week there were still many photographers present snapping photographs. I couldn’t believe the large numbers of bald eagles present in the park. One time we counted 11 eagles perched on muskrat dens and nearly 40 perched in the trees along the roads. All in all, it was a great time. Camping isn’t allowed in the Refuge, so we camped at the MDC Bob Brown Conservation Area that was 15 minutes away.

Bald Eagles
Bald Eagles
Trumpeter Swans
Trumpeter Swans

FYI, be sure to take an appropriate lens that is able to reach out and grab the closeup you’re looking for. Don’t be a Wayne. I still made do with what I had. You aren’t going to be afforded too many close-up opportunities. Thanks for stopping by and taking the time to read my blog.

Silver Mines 2023

St Francis River inside Silver Mines.

Silver Mines is located in the Mark Twain National Forest on the St Francis River in Madison County near Fredericktown, MO. There are 67 campsites, 11 sites with electricity, the rest are primitive. There is a group site that can accommodate up to 75 people. It is normally open from March to the end of October. Amenities include picnic tables, vault toilets, water spigots, campfire rings and lantern posts.

Picture of old mine building. Picture given to me by one of the camp visitors. No idea when picture was taken.

Looking up the St Francis River.
Trail going to the damn and Turkey Creek.
Another section of the trail.

Section of trail.
Early morning looking down river.
Sun setting in Silver Mines.

There are 3 Day Use areas where visitors can park. They are open from 6 am to 10 pm and there is a fee of $5 per vehicle. There is also a covered pavilion that can be reserved. There are also 6 vault toilets located in the park. There is an abundance of wildlife in the park and the fishing is good. The trails are what I would call moderate. There was a 90 year old man that hiked both trails this year.

Doe crossing road at Turkey Creek gate.

This fawn got use to our golf cart and got pretty close.

I took a whole lot of photos that I plan on sharing with everyone. It is truly a photographer’s paradise. Thanks for taking the time to read my blog. It is very much appreciated.

Silver Mines dam

Silver Mines a Missouri Gem

Believe me when I tell you as a campground host in Silver Mines, that you won’t become rich in a monetary sense, but you will leave rich in memories. Part of our job was to lock the gate into the Turkey Creek Day Use Area at 10 pm and unlock it at 6 am. I would leave at 5:30 am to go unlock the gate. I loved that part of my job. The deer became use to our golf cart and would let me get pretty close to them. I also saw some beautiful sunrises.

Bulletin Board at Turkey Day Use area. The pay tube is to the right of it.
River Loop Campground Bulletin Board. There was electric at these sites.
Sunrise on the St Francis River in Silver Mines

Steps on the trail leading to the Summit Campground.
One of the trail signs.

We would police the park for trash every day. I wish I had a penny for every cigarette butt we picked up. We probably picked up a coffee can full a week. Soda cans, beer bottles, Wal Mart bags, fast food wrappers, and even dirty diapers along the road were also a problem. We worked hard to keep the park free of litter.

Water over the old highway D bridge.
Flood water rushing over the rocks, on the St Francis River.

It was a weird year as far as the weather. The first week we were there in March we had a lot of rain causing the river to rise. The river came up pretty fast and then it crested. That was a teaser because a couple of hours later, it started rising again with a vengeance, rising 2 foot an hour. We almost had to move the camper to higher ground, it was close, very close, but at the last minute, it started dropping. The river got over the old highway D bridge 5 times this year.

Thanks for stopping by and reading. It is very much appreciated.

Campground Hosts at Silver Mines

What does a campground host actually do? I can only answer to what we did at Silver Mines. To be accepted as campground hosts, we had a background check, got fingerprinted and signed a Volunteer Agreement. We read it but we don’t remember what it said, it was back in March, and we never did get a copy of it even though we were told we would get one.

Our duties were to clean firepits and bathrooms, empty the garbage cans, keep the park clean, police campsites, (picking up any litter left by campers), and stock pay envelopes. Campers and day use, users filled out the envelopes, put payment inside the envelopes, sealed them and put them in a tube where forest service employees would come by and collect. This was done on an honor system. As volunteers we weren’t allowed to touch the money. We didn’t nor the forest service know if these people had paid or not.

We were also responsible for posting reservations on the campground site. We couldn’t take reservations, they were done online. Reservations were faxed to us on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Then as soon as possible we would post them on the proper campsites.

We also made sure campers abided by the rules. We rode through the park 2 to 3 times a day and the last we did at 10:00 pm to see if everyone was observing the “Quiet Time”. We helped campers find their sites, answer any questions that they might have. We gave out trail information, we hiked all of them to familiarize ourselves with the trails. The trail that goes to the Einstein Mine seems to be the favorite.

On a good note, we did get to meet a lot of good people, make new friends, and see some beautiful sites. There is an abundance of wildlife in the area. Beaver, herons or egrets, racoon, squirrels, and possums and its cousin the armadillo.

Thanks for reading.