Tuesday, December 28, 2010
January Eagle Awareness
Each year approximately 100 bald eagles visit the Twin Lakes area. We are fortunate enough to have some of these majestic birds feeding and wintering along our stretch of the river. Our discounted rates continue through the month. At Bull Shoals State Park you can enjoy programs and activities centered around our national symbol. Activities include lake and river cruises, guided bird walks, guest speakers, live bird demonstrations, and live entertainment. Contact the park for a detailed schedule or call us for information.
Thursday, December 16, 2010
Friday, December 10, 2010
Smallmouth on the White
This micropterus dolomieu seems to have lost it's way as many do this time of year! When the water temperatures of the Buffalo River drop closer to the average frigid temps of the White River you have a good chance of reeling one in from the bank as this guest did this morning.
Friday, November 19, 2010
Corporate Event Location
Looking for a place to entertain customers or reward top salespeople for your company? Hoping to mix a little pleasure into your next business meeting? There are a number of ways we can help you plan your next event and keep it hassle-free. There's plenty to do, see, and experience on our stretch of the river.
Monday, November 8, 2010
This has to be my favorite time of year-
Don't forget we have discounted rates in December and January.
The fishing is always good and it would be SO NICE to get away, wouldn't it?
This poem starts to rattle around in my head just about now; I hope you'll indulge me for including it here. Notice the last four lines (if you make it through that far!)
WHEN THE FROST IS ON THE PUNKIN
by: James Whitcomb Riley (1849-1916)
WHEN the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,
And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;
O, it's then's the times a feller is a-feelin' at his best,
With the risin' sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest,
As he leaves the house, bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.
They's something kindo' harty-like about the atmusfere
When the heat of summer's over and the coolin' fall is here--
Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossums on the trees,
And the mumble of the hummin'-birds and buzzin' of the bees;
But the air's so appetizin'; and the landscape through the haze
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days
Is a pictur' that no painter has the colorin' to mock--
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.
The husky, rusty russel of the tossels of the corn,
And the raspin' of the tangled leaves, as golden as the morn;
The stubble in the furries--kindo' lonesome-like, but still
A-preachin' sermuns to us of the barns they growed to fill;
The strawstack in the medder, and the reaper in the shed;
The hosses in theyr stalls below--the clover over-head!--
O, it sets my hart a-clickin' like the tickin' of a clock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock!
Then your apples all is gethered, and the ones a feller keeps
Is poured around the celler-floor in red and yeller heaps;
And your cider-makin' 's over, and your wimmern-folks is through
With their mince and apple-butter, and theyr souse and saussage, too! ...
I don't know how to tell it--but ef sich a thing could be
As the Angels wantin' boardin', and they'd call around on me--
I'd want to 'commodate 'em--all the whole-indurin' flock--
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock!
The fishing is always good and it would be SO NICE to get away, wouldn't it?
This poem starts to rattle around in my head just about now; I hope you'll indulge me for including it here. Notice the last four lines (if you make it through that far!)
WHEN THE FROST IS ON THE PUNKIN
by: James Whitcomb Riley (1849-1916)
WHEN the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock,
And you hear the kyouck and gobble of the struttin' turkey-cock,
And the clackin' of the guineys, and the cluckin' of the hens,
And the rooster's hallylooyer as he tiptoes on the fence;
O, it's then's the times a feller is a-feelin' at his best,
With the risin' sun to greet him from a night of peaceful rest,
As he leaves the house, bareheaded, and goes out to feed the stock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.
They's something kindo' harty-like about the atmusfere
When the heat of summer's over and the coolin' fall is here--
Of course we miss the flowers, and the blossums on the trees,
And the mumble of the hummin'-birds and buzzin' of the bees;
But the air's so appetizin'; and the landscape through the haze
Of a crisp and sunny morning of the airly autumn days
Is a pictur' that no painter has the colorin' to mock--
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock.
The husky, rusty russel of the tossels of the corn,
And the raspin' of the tangled leaves, as golden as the morn;
The stubble in the furries--kindo' lonesome-like, but still
A-preachin' sermuns to us of the barns they growed to fill;
The strawstack in the medder, and the reaper in the shed;
The hosses in theyr stalls below--the clover over-head!--
O, it sets my hart a-clickin' like the tickin' of a clock,
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock!
Then your apples all is gethered, and the ones a feller keeps
Is poured around the celler-floor in red and yeller heaps;
And your cider-makin' 's over, and your wimmern-folks is through
With their mince and apple-butter, and theyr souse and saussage, too! ...
I don't know how to tell it--but ef sich a thing could be
As the Angels wantin' boardin', and they'd call around on me--
I'd want to 'commodate 'em--all the whole-indurin' flock--
When the frost is on the punkin and the fodder's in the shock!
Thursday, November 4, 2010
October Sky
Red sky at night...sailer's delight...
Fisherman's delight...
Every season here has a beauty all its own.
We have plenty of cabins, campsites, and Camper Cabins available for a Fall Getaway.
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
Want a break from meal planning?
We will cook for your group with 48 hour advance notice. We cater delicious homemade meals for groups of 6 or more. Ask to see our menu or call to discuss your selection.
Sunday, August 8, 2010
Kayaks Anyone?
We're the proud owners of two new Malibu X-Factor Kayaks! These stable one-man kayaks are ideal for fishing, floating and diving.
Call to plan your next float trip on the White in one of these!
Check here to learn more about Malibu Kayaks: Malibukayaks.com
Room For Improvement
Here are a few things we've changed up this Summer at the Resort!
Two years after flooding damaged our property, we are finally remodeled and back in our permanent office.
Our dock, (which also suffered flood damage,) has undergone construction to replace and repair damaged wood.
Two years after flooding damaged our property, we are finally remodeled and back in our permanent office.
Our dock, (which also suffered flood damage,) has undergone construction to replace and repair damaged wood.
Thursday, June 3, 2010
California Loves Arkansas.
A few weeks ago some family friends came out from California to stay with us for the first time. Here's some thoughts on the Ozarks from one of the girls. You can read the original post in her blog here:
"Aux Arks
Well I am in love.
Having just returned from my sojourn at The White Buffalo Resort, I must say how very impressed and not a little affected I was by my experience there. The simple beauty of the trees and rivers, the number of animals--ranging from armadillos and box turtles to squirrels, foxes and deer--that roam freely, and the sweeping peace of the place really showcases some of the highlights of the marvelous country that stretches throughout parts of Oklahoma, Kansas, Missouri and Arkansas, known as The Ozarks.
Unfortunately, I must say that my bad luck with cameras has struck once again, and I broke mine and Leah's camera on my very first day at the resort. (What is that, Leah? Number 5?) Therefore, I have no photos to display as documentation of our lovely trip.
I will say, however, that on returning home, I swiftly googled The Ozarks to find out more, and found some pretty interesting stuff. For example, that the word "Ozarks" is thought to be derived from a linguistic corruption of the French abbreviation "Aux Arks," (short for "of Arkansas"). Or that is was an abbreviation for "aux-arcs-en-ciel," French for "towards the rainbows", which are common sights in the region. (thanks, wikipedia.)
And thank you to the wonderful Olwell Family and all their Ozarkian goodness!"
Monday, May 24, 2010
Just Another Brown Trout.
25 inches, four and a half pounds, caught by an annual guest at the Resort!
Thursday, March 18, 2010
2 year Anniversary Today (3/18) -Great Flood '08
This is a story our daughter wrote about the flood:
The day the water of the White River rose began like any other day. Cate looked out the window of her bedroom early that morning to find that rain was still pouring steadily outside. It had been raining for three days straight, with no signs of letting up. Around the little river cabin, puddles grew larger and larger and the river’s waters became swifter as the rain made the waters rise above their usual size. Cate got up and went down to the office of the resort her parents owned. When she arrived, her parents were talking about the rising river waters that could possibly place her family’s business and home in danger of flooding.
All day, talk of flooding was heard in the small office. By dinner time, there was news that the Buffalo River was expected to crest at an incredible 52 feet, almost five times its usual height. The owners of the resort set to work moving things above waist high in their camp store, just in case the water rose that high. Small cabins called camper cabins were cleared of all their belongings, such as refrigerators, heaters, and mattresses when they figured they couldn’t completely move the cabins themselves. By midnight, most of what the owners could move was moved to higher ground. The water was rising a foot per hour and by 2 a.m. the people camping in the resort’s campground had to be evacuated.
By the time everyone was safely evacuated, the owners went back home to rest, knowing they had done all they could. They had been working almost all night without stopping. At 5 a.m. a police officer came to the owners house and told them they had to evacuate also. Knowing the waters of the risen Buffalo River were already destroying their business, the owners had to then leave their home to the will of nature, only this time, they had no time to prepare their home for the destructive waters.
Everyone knew that when they came back, there would be immense destruction. They mentally prepared themselves for whatever was to come. When they returned they saw something they had never experienced, a feeling of complete helplessness. Nature and the will of God is unstoppable. Water was five feet high in what used to be their office; the pool, hidden under murky, still water. Picnic tables and benches were nowhere in sight. All that they had known was gone, changed forever. As they stood on the waters edge, they were still about 500 feet from their office building and could do nothing.
The next day the water receded leaving mud 6 inches thick on top of everything, and in every crevice. The cleanup would take weeks, maybe months, and the owners were just coming into their busiest part of the season. They feared they would have to close and lose business for a while. People from all over, who had once been part of the owners' lives through the business drove to help them clean. Neighbors they had never met offered their days off to help wipe mud from desks, chairs and papers. Although they worked harder than they ever had, and had just lost a major aspect of their lives, the owners were happy in a way they had never been before from the love they were shown those next few weeks.
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Life goes on and God allows suffering in each person's life to be used for His greater good. Today I am asking for prayers from all of our White Buffalo family for David McLaughlin who many of you remember as our Camp Host from previous years. David has just been diagnosed with cancer and will be starting a rigorous chemotherapy and radiation routine.
The day the water of the White River rose began like any other day. Cate looked out the window of her bedroom early that morning to find that rain was still pouring steadily outside. It had been raining for three days straight, with no signs of letting up. Around the little river cabin, puddles grew larger and larger and the river’s waters became swifter as the rain made the waters rise above their usual size. Cate got up and went down to the office of the resort her parents owned. When she arrived, her parents were talking about the rising river waters that could possibly place her family’s business and home in danger of flooding.
All day, talk of flooding was heard in the small office. By dinner time, there was news that the Buffalo River was expected to crest at an incredible 52 feet, almost five times its usual height. The owners of the resort set to work moving things above waist high in their camp store, just in case the water rose that high. Small cabins called camper cabins were cleared of all their belongings, such as refrigerators, heaters, and mattresses when they figured they couldn’t completely move the cabins themselves. By midnight, most of what the owners could move was moved to higher ground. The water was rising a foot per hour and by 2 a.m. the people camping in the resort’s campground had to be evacuated.
By the time everyone was safely evacuated, the owners went back home to rest, knowing they had done all they could. They had been working almost all night without stopping. At 5 a.m. a police officer came to the owners house and told them they had to evacuate also. Knowing the waters of the risen Buffalo River were already destroying their business, the owners had to then leave their home to the will of nature, only this time, they had no time to prepare their home for the destructive waters.
Everyone knew that when they came back, there would be immense destruction. They mentally prepared themselves for whatever was to come. When they returned they saw something they had never experienced, a feeling of complete helplessness. Nature and the will of God is unstoppable. Water was five feet high in what used to be their office; the pool, hidden under murky, still water. Picnic tables and benches were nowhere in sight. All that they had known was gone, changed forever. As they stood on the waters edge, they were still about 500 feet from their office building and could do nothing.
The next day the water receded leaving mud 6 inches thick on top of everything, and in every crevice. The cleanup would take weeks, maybe months, and the owners were just coming into their busiest part of the season. They feared they would have to close and lose business for a while. People from all over, who had once been part of the owners' lives through the business drove to help them clean. Neighbors they had never met offered their days off to help wipe mud from desks, chairs and papers. Although they worked harder than they ever had, and had just lost a major aspect of their lives, the owners were happy in a way they had never been before from the love they were shown those next few weeks.
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Life goes on and God allows suffering in each person's life to be used for His greater good. Today I am asking for prayers from all of our White Buffalo family for David McLaughlin who many of you remember as our Camp Host from previous years. David has just been diagnosed with cancer and will be starting a rigorous chemotherapy and radiation routine.
Saturday, March 13, 2010
A Light in Every Window
This weekend marks the (official) start of our season and we are happy to report that every one of our nine cabins are booked! What a sight to see all the windows lit up along the river as I drove down the road towards home last night after a busy (good) day of greeting old friends, and meeting new ones. We also have some hearty souls who are camping with us, and some of our Camper Cabins are also occupied. After an unusually cold and snowy winter it is comforting to have people here again- especially the nice folks who always make plans to spend their Spring Break with us fishing for trout on the White River. John has worked very hard to get us back into our "pre-flood" office, and we are just putting the final touches on that. We hope you'll make your plans soon to come back to the resort and see all we've done to make it even better than you remember.
Friday, January 1, 2010
Happy New Year 2010
This morning we are busy filing away paperwork from 2009 reservations, thinking about ordering a computerized reservation system, and gearing up for getting some long-dreamed-of projects accomplished during the winter "down time"...
We have plans for making White Buffalo Resort better than ever; so if you've visited us in the past we look forward to seeing you again in 2010. If you are contemplating a trip in the future for the first time, we hope you'll be sufficiently intrigued by our website, by what you read on our blog, or what you hear on the radio ads to call and make a reservation. For all of you who reserved your dates for 2010 as you departed in 2009- we will be calling you soon to confirm those reservations. We wish all of our White Buffalo Resort friends a very happy, healthy, and blessed New Year.
We have plans for making White Buffalo Resort better than ever; so if you've visited us in the past we look forward to seeing you again in 2010. If you are contemplating a trip in the future for the first time, we hope you'll be sufficiently intrigued by our website, by what you read on our blog, or what you hear on the radio ads to call and make a reservation. For all of you who reserved your dates for 2010 as you departed in 2009- we will be calling you soon to confirm those reservations. We wish all of our White Buffalo Resort friends a very happy, healthy, and blessed New Year.
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