A 76-year-old juvenal indulges in his annual big game hunt, and, as usual, brings down his moose
THE human family is prone to seek enjoyment in divers ways. There is a goodly number that finds pleasure in getting back close to Nature and away from the busy scenes of professional and commercial activity and from the routine of every-day life, where the business cares and worries may be laid aside and, for the time being, forgotten, and the brain can rest.
THIS sure is a low-down thing. But at that, you can’t expect any decency in these days of commercialism. Here, all my life I’ve been working toward a secret—and now that I’ve gotten it, I go and part with it for a mess of potash. What the rest of the gang will say when they know I’ve up and turned loose with the inside stuff on catching trout—well, I guess I’ll just have to stand it and tell ’em that I did it in the great and common cause of sportsmanship.
AMONG the lessons the world war taught us was that in order to live 100 per cent efficiently we must attend to our physical wellbeing—get outdoors, exercise, rest from business cares and refresh our minds with contact with the world apart from our own—| to recreate, in other words.
The slayer of several big bears writes of his impressions of the Ursus family, their moods and dispositions
I DO NOT believe that I have ever met a man who has even so much as seen a bear, but who had some pet “bear story” to tell his friends. And I am sure that a selected collection of these would make most amusing reading, not only for the general reader, but especially for those who have known bears as they really are.
BILLS are admittedly annoying things, coming as they do at unexpected intervals, to add to our burdens and to make us choleric. But of all the bills that disturb man’s peace and quiet, surely the bill of the mosquito is the most harassing. There is nothing in the universe to be compared with the penetrating power of the bill of this insect, except possibly the x-ray.
A Leviathan of the lakes is taken on light tackle by a California fisherman in Oregon waters in a race that was almost lost by the angler
Dr. A. E. Sykes
AFTER one has been tied down to his business or profession for eleven long months, and vacation time arrives, the fishing tackle having been overhauled, additions made, and everything packed ready for a start, the real boy spirit rises high in the offing, and enthusiasm and anticipation stimulate the mind and body.
Its great fishing, bathing and other sports graphically described by a lover of the outdoors
THE Island of Catalina is one of the most romantic and in many respects the most unique of the pleasure resorts on the Pacific Coast. Composed of precipitous mountains, bald and void of vegetation save for the clumps of low-growing bushes which spot its sides like an erysipelas, its deep canyons yet yield a greater profusion of wild flowers, and in greater variety, perhaps, than is to be found anywhere else in the semi-tropics.
THE world is small, and it is a friendly place if you take it right; always I have found men and women interesting and more ready to smile than to cry; you can wool any dog around if you rub him behind the ears and scratch him under the chin while you look into his eyes and talk friendship to him—and people are not so much different.
Perhaps some of the many readers of Outdoor Life, like myself, have often wondered what a “close-up,” as the movie people term it, of the Angling Editor and his wife looks like. The many pictures that he has sent to the magazine show them in so many poses and in such “fishing” postures as they may indulge in at the time, as with their backs to the readers, as when on the march, or in contemplative study over the fishing situation, or in bending over the study table mending tackle, that we scarcely know what a “close-up” really is.
A live-bait fisherman’s discussion on Terminal Tackle— leaders, sinkers, hooks, etc. Conclusion
(3) SNELLED HOOKS
(4) WEEDLESS HOOKS
(5) FROG HARNESSES
(6) VARIOUS BAIT HOOKS
(7) CARE OF HOOKS
It would hardly seem necessary to say that all live-bait hooks should be snelled. I have in mind now the simple hook with no attachment; we will talk of the various “harnesses” later. I have experimented quite at length with snelled hooks and those knotted directly to the line, and am ready to stake my reputation as a teller of fish stories that one can take two fish with a snelled hook to one with a simple-eyed hook—in the same water and under similar conditions, of course.
A series of papers having to do with a subject of increasing interest to every trout fisherman
O. W. Smith
IT is my purpose in this chapter to prepare quite an exhaustive digest of the works bearing upon the subject of the dry-fly. At once the well-read angler exclaims over the “large order” I have given myself, for he understands what an extensive literature has been produced ; something perhaps the rank and file of trout fly fishermen do not realize, for to the average angler it seems there is a dearth of information.
(Editor’s Note: Here is an angling—if it is an angling tale—that is different. Perhaps it has no place in an Angling Department, or maybe it has ; at least one angling editor thinks it mighty good stuff. We give it to the readers of this section without fear and await their opinion.—| O. W. S.) ONE day some years ago I was wending my way down Grand River, Colo., fishing for the elusive “Speckled Beauties,” and life to me seemed sweet and well worth while.
The attractiveness of fly-fishing is twofold—many-fold to be accurate—the fascination of the study of entomology, and the attractiveness of casting. It would be very difficult to say which allurement is the stronger. As will be brought out and emphasized again and again in the papers now running on dry-fly fishing, the exact duplication of the natural insect is of paramount importance, a question which has received comparatively little attention in America.
THERE is no equipment more distinctly built for the sole purpose of autocamping than the tent bed combinations. It is the old story of killing two birds with one rock. By combinations of tents and beds into one unit for transportation and erection, the double problem of shelter and sleeping is solved.
Autocamping Editor Outdoor Life :—Recently I note that you recommend for outdoor cooking purposes the cast aluminum fry pans or else the steel. I have a pair of pans that came in a regular outfit, which I understand are pressed metal (aluminum), and they seem to work all right.
Can the paraffin and wax mixture be used for waterproofing hunting coats, caps and trousers? How do you make and use this mixture? What other means of waterproofing do you advise?—| Chas. H. Schmell, Bethlehem, Pa. Answer.—Any cotton goods can be effectively water-proofed by the paraffin and wax mixture.
Many kinds of wild animals are tamed by taking them when very young. We once picked a couple of bob-cat kittens off the top of a bush, within reach, while the mother prowled around within shooting range, but out of sight. These kittens were as docile as house cats for several days, remaining so as long as they were handled a great deal every day; but later they were placed behind bars and taken out but very little, which caused them to revert again to their wild habits, and in a couple of weeks of this seclusion it was almost impossible to remove them from their cage with heavy gloves.
There are a few errors in my article on testing a pistol in a rest which appeared in February Outdoor Life that I would like to correct. Groups were measured from centers of outside shots instead of inside, as printed. The posts for the rest were 4x4 and 4 feet 6 inches long, not 4x6 inches long.
Efforts to Control Shot Pressures Shot Concentrators
Capt. Chas. Askins
E. M. Sweeley
THE loss due to strip and deformation of pellets was so heavy, amounting to nearly half the quantity of shot in some instances, that further progress was dependent on getting this trouble under control or devising some means of checking it.
There are a lot of small-bore rifle shooters, especially those just starting at the shooting game, who are greatly concerned as to whether or not it will ruin a gun chambered for the .22 long rifle to shoot shorts in it. Occasionally one reads an article where the writer declares that the use of only a few shorts will spoil the long rifle chamber; while another fellow is equally certain that this is not the case.
Pull—Bang—Missed! After the squad had returned to their chairs you exclaim, “I do not see how I came to miss that one bird, for I held right on it; had it centered perfectly; I was timed to a second, and I know that it could not have been over 35 yards away, as I time myself to get them at that range, and you fellows will notice that I got all of the others at the same distance; also it was such a nice slow bird I don't know how I came to miss it."
"WILL you kindly tell me how to reload?” has of late months been the boiled-down substance of about half the letters I get concerning gun affairs. Of course, the universal slump in all financial and business affairs is largely the cause of shooters turning from the cartridge shelves to cheaper loadings if they can be had.
Here is a simple little device that can be made in an hour or so by anybody, and the beautiful thing about it is, it really works. That is the only beautiful part of it, as its looks don’t atnount to much, but it also has several practical features.
I have read the friendly criticism of C. G. Williams in your January number. I have no intention of attempting to reply to him in detail. Mr. Williams is a ballistic engineer; he has access to nearly all the works, domestic, British and European, that have been written on the subject.
I would appreciate it very much if you would answer the following questions : What is the extreme accurate range of the .256 Newton? What is the extreme accurate range of the .30-’06 Government? Would you consider the .256 Newton, in every way, as accurate as the .30-’06 Government?
Except in the high mountains, Canada and Alaska, most furs begin to deteriorate by March. Wolves and foxes are shedding, and some may be rubbed; mink and coon are shedding and color somewhat faded, while most other of the land animals are more or less “springy”—that is, show the effect of soon shedding if not already actually begun.
The shed antlers of a big seven-point elk are seen in the above picture, which was photographed in the White River country, Colo., by Guy Stealey. Both antlers are usually found pretty close together—this applying to deer as well as moose, etc.
That in man which does not perish is his personal influence. Since we are creatures of environment and heredity, if you wisely shape the environment of those about you and and transmit that which is good to your—and their posterity, you will live.
I read in the current number of Outdoor Life an article containing excerpts from J. A. McGuire’s late book, “In the Alaska-Yukon Gamefields,” dealing with “Sheep — Both White and Dark.” My one and only experience with mountain sheep resulted in a near-accident so exactly similar to one Mr. McGuire described as having happened to him while sheep hunting in the upper reaches of Grizzly Creek in the Hell-Roaring country north of Gardiner, Mont., that I am constrained to tell you about it.
When my crony, Yost, and I found that our respective vacations coincided, and that they fell in September, and that I had already decided to go home to Wyoming, and that we could get there in time to hunt elk, we proclaimed ourselves thrice blessed.
I read in the December number Jas. R. Gill’s article, “A Western Idaho Bear Hunt.” His mention of a fat bear in May brings to my mind an incident that occurred over twenty years ago in Nova Scotia (my native province), and which may be of interest to readers of Outdoor Life.
In the North woods strange things often happen. Killing a bear with a motor car is not an experience that falls to the lot of many of us—nor is it one to be envied from a sportsmanship standpoint—but Guy Folsom of Markesan, Wis., and Will Dykes of Iron Mountain, Mich., pulled off the little stunt accidentally not long ago on a road in the Fence River country of Northern Michigan.
A year ago we advised our readers to have any gun repairs or alterations done that they might want done before the next shooting season opened, and to have it done as soon as the shooting season of 1921 was over. Thousands of shooters did as they were advised to do, with the result that the gun factories were able to get the work done and the guns back to their owners before the shooting season opened.
A few years ago New Mexico trout fishermen were somewhat taken aback by the appearance of “No Fishing” signs on several ranches along the Pecos River. This posting of private lands gradually spread and was gradually accepted by the trouting public on the assumption that the ranch owners who posted did so because they wished to enjoy their own fishing on their own lands.
This picture shows a herd of ten young antelope secured by the American Bison Society in Alberta, Canada, last fall and later shipped to the Wichita National Bison Range in Oklahoma. M. S. Garretson, secretary of the above society (and who, by the way, was kind enough to send us the photograph), writes that the antelope arrived at their destination in fine condition.
Can you tell me what breed of hounds Paul Rainey took on his first trip to Africa? —Fred Benesch, San Francisco, Calif. Answer.—We understand that Mr. Rainey breeds a special strain of hounds for his particular work. On his first trip to Africa he made the mistake of not taking enough hounds, as well as the added mistake of taking old ones.
On December 12 and 13, 1921, over 500 interested men attended the Eighth National Game Conference, which was held at the WaldorfAstoria Hotel in New York City. The American Game Protective Association held the first national game conference in 1915.
I have a 4½-months-old Chesapeake Bay pup which has growths on his lips and one on the stomach, which look very much like warts on the human hand. There is no discharge of any kind from them, and they seem to cause him no trouble, as he never bothers them at all.
As a means of capturing poisonous snakes the forked stick is a much mentioned, but seldom used, possibility. The readers who wish to assist the work of our museums and scientific societies by contributing living specimens of venomous snakes will find a snake strap similar to the one used in the accompanying illustrations a safe implement to use in catching and handling them.
From Denver to Matewa Bay, Fiji Islands, a copy of Outdoor Life, like the song “Tipperary,” has “a long way to go.” You mail it in Denver, and the rail takes it to San Francisco; then a steamer to Honolulu; then another steamer to Suva, again a small steamer to Levuka, then an auxiliary cutter to Vanua Levu, and then by Indian mail runner sixty miles to Nukudrau—and here, amongst giant cocoanut palms, in a land of eternal summer, I read it.