The lightnin’ ridge I mention so often is the ridgetop where I live. It is suppose to be the highest point in this county. I have my home and office here and twenty acres of big mature trees of all species, which comprises this separate parcel of land since the 1850’s at least, according to the deed. There are deep ruts here on this ridgetop made by the cannons and wagons of union forces during the Civil War passing through here toward a crossing on the Pomme de Terre river a mile or so below me. I have about 12 inches of a broken saber blade which was found here, and a few other items I think may have come from that time.
I’ll bet those soldiers ate a few deer and turkeys with poke greens and wild onions and wild raspberries along this ridge when they camped here in 1862 and ’63. And I’ll bet there were a few Yankee soldiers buried here, because far more of them died from disease and malnutrition and exposure than they did from battle. I have seen a few ghosts up here on this ridgetop late at night but I never got a good look at them because they always are adorned in white sheets, as you would know if you ever saw any ghost movies.
It would be a beautiful place to be buried, because you can see the most beautiful sunsets from my porch, and when it storms I watch the rain and dark clouds roll in from the west, and streaks of lightning stabbing at the earth, knowing soon a bolt or two will clobber something here on this ridgetop with a violent flash of light and a great roar of thunder perhaps much like a blast from one of those cannons a hundred and fifty years ago. Buried soldiers wouldn’t see that of course, but their ghosts would because they have holes cut in their sheets for eyes!
In the interest of journalist integrity I must report that the night fishing at Bull Shoals beneath the lights was disappointing, although the editor of my magazine, Sondra Gray caught another 17 -inch crappie. It was the second one of that size she has caught in 3 years! That is amazing. Seventeen-inch crappie are as rare as honest politicians.
Once again she out fished me and her husband, because we had a hard time getting shad for bait and he and I kept giving the good ones to her. It is something like those times when I open the door at the post office for some lady and then she gets in line in front of me.
But I can report that early morning and evening fishing for bass with topwater lures around the flooded bushes on Bull Shoals was very good, and Sondra’s grand-daughter Maddie caught a bunch of big white bass when they found them schooling one calm, still evening. If you fish night-crawlers or jigs tipped with minnows during the day, you can catch lots of walleyes, though the majority will be under the 18-inch length limit.
Page 2 of 2 - I would need three columns a week to report on everything going on in the outdoors this summer, but I will get to everything in time. In the meantime, come by and see us at the Christian Publishers Outlet bookstore in south Springfield this coming Saturday from 11:00 a.m. until 2:00 p.m. where I will be inscribing and signing any of my seven outdoor books you might like to give to your dad for father’s day. We are also going to give away a bunch of our Lightnin’ Ridge Outdoor magazines, free!
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