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cold winterA Cold Winter Day from Owens Hollow

This image reminds me of the creek near where I grew up in Owens Hollow Ky. The name of the creek is Richland Creek. It travels down 229 and meanders it’s way into the Cumberland river at Barbourville Ky.

This cold winter day reminds me of times when school would be out because of bad weather and my brother and I would get our old coats and put on a couple of pairs of socks with a plastic bag in between the two pair. 



The bag held the heat in and kept the water out when our shoes got wet. We couldn’t afford the fancywater-proof boots! πŸ™‚

We would get whatever leftovers there were from breakfast and yesterday’s supper! Most folk called it dinner. We called it supper. That is a country term! The leftovers usually consisted of a couple of homemade biscuits, cornbread, a piece of sausage or two and maybe a piece of bacon.

Sometimes there might even be fried egg left! We would gather this up in a bag and stuff it in our old coats and take off on the long trip to “The Creek”. That was our term for Richland Creek. Sometimes we would take our old shotgun and hunting knife! We would track anything that moved if it had snowed. Rabbits, Squirrel, Grouse, Deer,  etc.  Anything that left a track we considered our prey.

Of all the trips we took in the winter’s I don’t remember ever bagging even one critter! (Bagging is another country term for catching or killing)  We would travel through the woods on those cold days and go by the old abandoned house that was known as the Wollum House!

Our main objective was really not hunting but to get out of the house and run around in the woods! The shotgun and hunting knife just made us look official I guess. πŸ™‚ If I remember correctly, every time we began tracking something, we always ended up spotting something that needed investigated and off we would go in another direction! 

This was also a great place to fish in the summer! There was a big slough (pronounced, “slew”) there and lots of good fishing! That is another story! We would come out in the big bottoms near the creek and travel back down the creek banks toward 25E.

Somewhere along the way we would get hungry and stop and have our lunch from the leftovers we carried with us. These were some of the best meals of the winter! πŸ™‚ We would get to what we called the “Little Bend” in the creek, this was a small bend in the creek that made a good fishing and swimming hole.

Part of this area of the creek would ice over on those cold winter days. This is where most of us kids learned to swim. There we would leave the creek and head back through the mountains and cross another old farm that was deserted many years before.

This route would bring us back out on Owens Hollow road in front of the old Higgins place. This trip would pretty much take up most of a day and by the time we got home we were famished! Boy, was supper good after one of those trips! There wasn’t many leftovers after one of those long trips! πŸ™‚

Thanks for traveling down a Back Road on a cold winter day with us again!

Charles N Sandra K.

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