The writer of this interesting story has spent ten years in Alaska, during which time he has had the opportunity to enjoy many hunts. His specialty is bear hunting, and when he gets on Bruin’s trail there’s no quitting until Mr. Bear is ready for the taxidermist.
All who read the first part of Mr. Hoover’s story in this issue will need no further inducement to continue next month. In the concluding instalment the writer tells of the realization of his life’s ambition, hunting lions, leopards, hippos, elephants and other big African game.
FOR years it was my ambition in life to have a big-game hunt in what most writers call the “jungles” of Africa or dark Africa. My brother Charles and I have hunted the largest game of North America, in New Brunswick, British Columbia, Alaska and Wyoming, and the specimens we got in these places urged us on to Africa.
O, give to me a hut of logs in deep and silent woods, Afar beyond the paths of men, in trackless solitudes, Where smiles a lake of emerald and flows a crystal stream, And naught of human clamor breaks the quiet of my dream, Where I a moment may forget, within that still retreat, The restless deeds of restless men, the tread of human feel!
S. E. Griggs, A.B., M.D. I HAD always been an enthusiast for upland bird shooting. October days, open country and a dog were the ideal for me. There may possibly have been an element of the bliss of ignorance in it; however, I was content and enjoyed my simple amusement.
With Pack Train and Tepee in the Rockies of Alberta
Frank Conger Baldwin
THE spot which Nick and I had selected for this camp site was one of Nature’s most beautiful gems, and the first rays of sunlight the following morning revealed it in all its glory. At our feet lay the alpine lake, a great sapphire, in its purple setting of surrounding mountains.
There’s a moose call o’er the marshes, And a brown bear on the hill, And the mate-boom of a wolf that’s high and true; While the twilight’s getting married To a tall old prophet pine, And deep in my empty heart a call for you. All the aspens understand it, They are crying like a girl; By the beaver pool the tall birch bows her head; And the wind that stirs the hemlocks Seems repealing like a dirge, He is dead, the one who loved us, he is dead.
STANDING on the highest point of one of the mounds of earth which go to make up the foothills over on the western side of the Rocky Mountains, there stood a dwarfed and twisted tree. It had thrown out long tentacle-like roots that extended out over the shale-rock covering the mountain side, here and there getting a foothold in a bit of earth between layers of surface rock.
A GOOD DEED is a monument unto itself. It does not need to be accompanied by things of material worth to keep it alive in the memories of those who have been benefited by it. If a personal friend does us a good turn, we express our appreciation with words of thanks.
SOME fishermen contend no method of angling excels that of dry-flying for trout, and the great pleasure derived while using the lighter tackle goes any other method one better. While I would not attempt to argue this matter with a dyed-in-the-wool trout angler, it is my belief that “buggin’ fer bass” via the flyrod route stands on an equal footing, and the thrill that comes when a wily bronze-back dashes for the bug, as it slowly floats past a lily pad, is equal to the wild rushes of the rainbow as it leaps skyward with the tiny hook of a trout fly embedded in its upper lip.
MALHEUR LAKE, in eastern Oregon, was, before the Government erected it into a bird refuge, one of the greatest duck waters in the United States. There are hundreds of square miles of tule marsh studded with reedy inlets, where tire myriads of water fowl find safe breeding places and rear their young undisturbed.
IF YOU are one of those born woodsmen who never become lost, stop reading at once. The chances are that you will never be far enough from a policeman to need to worry about the direction, but if you are just a fisherman or big-game hunter you may some day have to find your camp when out in the bush.
SO MUCH has been said and written regarding “Calamity Jane,” the well-known frontier woman, who generally made Deadwood her “hang out” in the middle ’70s, that I am constrained to submit the following item, which was printed in the Deadwood Pioneer-Times, under date of August 3, 1903:
I HAVE heard that the word “Arizona" really means arid zone. Perhaps this is not correct, but I am quite certain that a great many people think of that wonderful state as an arid zone. On the contrary, I am quite reliably informed that it contains more acres of valuable yellow pine timber land than any other state in the Union at the present time.
THE Florida quail is a species unto itself, smaller in size and darker in color than its brethren found farther north. However, its habits are not materially different; its flight is just as swift, and it provides just as much sport as does the larger bird. Quail shooting, to my way of thinking, is one of the greatest of all sports.
THE first known road was a trail, or path. that represented the shortest distance between food and shelter, or food and water, and such paths are as common today as they ever were. Along about 1840-something men started into wander west of the Missouri River with ox teams.
NOW at last we have before us something of a tangible nature to consider with regard to Alaska—a game bill introduced in the Senate (S. 2559) by Mr. Norbeck, and in the House (H. R. 5949). Alaska game and fish protection (like such protection in many of the states) has heretofore failed to be of the most satisfying kind, particularly to the Alaskans.
A series of papers having to do with a subject of increasing interest to every trout fisherman.
CHAPTER XV - PART I — TIME OF DAY, WEATHER AND VARIOUS MATTERS
MUCH has been said and written upon the subject of weather, and so long as men and women shall fish at all it will remain a subject of supreme importance. How many quarrels have taken place and how many close friendships ended just because two anglers could not agree as to whether morning or evening offered the best opportunities for the fly.
JUST as a matter of placing a safe bet, I’ll wager a can of “wums” that there are more boys who know the meaning of the word “fishin' ” than any other word of seven letters pertaining to the field of outdoor recreation. Seemingly, fishing is a form of sport possessing a very strong urge or pull for the average red-blooded lad when the aforesaid youngster arrives at the age of about eight or ten years.
Members of the various fishing clubs banded together in the Anglers’ and Hunters' Council are delighted over the receipt, thru A. P. Halliday, inspector of fisheries, of an order-in-council passed in Ottawa on January 15, extending the open season for trout fishing on the streams in the peninsula south of the Fraser River.
OLD BEN had been the patriarch of Clackamas River since no one knows when. The name of “Old Ben” had been attached to him thru a process closely resembling the law of natural selection. How ancient and historical the very sound of the name as it twangs over the vocal cords with its soft but resonant consonants!
IN the May issue of Outdoor Life, 1923, there is an admirable article relating to the subject of the manipulation of the singleaction reel, its position on the rod, etc. R. L. M. seems to prefer to remain hidden behind those three initia s. Maybe he fears there wouild be a lot of whacks taken at him otherwise that he dodges by that method.
It is gratifying to note the growing interest in the retaining-pond idea, and the success which sportsmen have met who have given careful thought to the establishment of these ponds. For many years it was the custom to ship the baby fish from the hatchery troughs directly to the streams where they were to he released.
Every lover of Walton and collector of books is always in hopes of securing a “Pickering,” which is one of the smallest known to collectors. Now, I have several editions of the “Complete Angler” on my shelves, which means that they cover many years and are in a great variety of formats, from the modern, beautifully illustrated volume to the ancient and rather ugly tome.
OTHOU, who has peopled the waters of the earth with the tempting creatures that lurk in the depths thereof or swim in the shallow places: Grant that only favorable winds may blow when I go out to fish, but preserve in me a saint-like temper should the winds blow out of the east.
Say, Mister! Are you got a hook? Reason why I ast you ’Cause the fishes took Only one I finded In the old tin pail, When I hunted over All the screws and nails. Then I got a string, that Sister fixed me fer my kite, ’N’ I sneaked off quiet ’Cause I Was scared I might Frighten mother, fer she says ’at Little boys like me and Jim Ough’n’t ever to go fishin , Fer We’d like as not fall in.
Editor Angling Department:—Your articles on the barbless hook in the January number were surely followed by many readers with interest. I made my first acquaintance with these hooks when I took Edward G. Taylor of the Chicago Daily News out to Sweetwater (fifty miles from here). Mr. Taylor was then using the barbless hook.
How long does it take for game fish to grow up ; that is, to meet the requirements of the laws governing the size of the fish to be taken? I saw a lot of minnows in a small brook that empties into a lake. I wondered how long it would be before they would be big enough to catch.
THE people of the West are living in an illustrated story book today and have been for over a hundred years. Along the Old Oregon Trail, stretching from the waters of the Missouri to the shores of the Pacific, there was enacted a constant drama of adventure, romance, hardships, determination, blasted and deferred hopes and ambitions and of ultimate accomplishment.
OREGON, Washington and British Columbia each claim the Columbia River as its own. Several hundred miles away from Portland in the Windermere Lake Country in British Columbia, the mighty Columbia has its source, flows a couple of hundred miles north, turns around and winds its way gradually to the westward until it flows into the sea at Astoria, dividing the two great states of Washington and Oregon.
PROBABLY no other spot on earth furnishes so unique and enthralling a back ground for the fisherman as Crater Lake. Imagine yourself casting a fly while standing at the foot of a great circular precipice, 25 miles in circumference and from 700 to 2,000 feet high.
A PUBLIC motor camp in a rain is an interesting place. It shows up the ability of the camper to pitch his camp so it will be high and dry and provide comfort in sleeping and protections for cookery and dining. It also proves the real worth of a tent.
This umbrella tent is a master of every conceivable tourist situation from the standpoint of a perfect, portable, water-proof shelter, which may be used with any kind of automobile, or separately, without changing its position. The material is closely woven 10-ounce khaki watershed, and will not harden, peel, crack or mildew.
Crater Lake.—In southwest part of state. Renowned on account of the extreme depth of lake and its extraordinary color. It fills the crater of the prehistoric Mount Mazama —a volcano which collapsed within itself. The lake is 6 miles in diameter, surrounded by brilliantly colored lava sides, which rise from 1,000 to 2,200 feet above the water.
IT IS with pleasure that Outdoor Life announces a new service to its readers thru its Radio in Camp Department. Outdoor Life is the first in the outdoor field to offer expert information thru a special department on this subject. Motorcamping and touring is established now as the greatest American outdoor sport, and radio reception is the greatest American indoor sport, and it is only natural that we utilize radio outdoors as well as indoors, for it is entirely practical to add this as an adjunct to make vacation days and nights more enjoyable and worth while.
Why the .22 Long Rifle Should Interest Every Sportsman
WITHOUT seeming to “stray far afield,” I find it utterly impossible to deal with the .22 long rifle in a broad sense. As it is my desire to do the most possible good, I have confidence that the opinions which I would value will sympathize more than criticize my efforts, especially as the subject would easily fill a large book.
I have never seen this way published in any sporting magazine and I have been taking Outdoor Life since 1904. I have all the shooting dope bound in book form, besides other magazines, the same. First, I mix my lubricant, consisting of tallow, beeswax, paraffin and cylinder oil.
NOW when you shoot at steel—warning— be careful. Shots were fired at steel at 20-odd yards from the .405, the .250-3000, the Savage .300, the Springfield and some others of no particular interest here. Shooting into steel seems to me a waste of good powder, so I will deliberately cut out what the shots revealed, except just one thing, and this is highly important.
MANY enthusiastic shooters are disappointed with their skill in the field and at the trap and cannot locate their trouble. At the suggestion of some firearms representative they change guns frequently, try everything everyone suggests, only to find that they are not benefited in the end.
The club was formed on the evening of January 28, 1924, with about forty members. John Hession was elected president and the other officers are: Vice presidents, P. H. Agramonte, Lawrence J. Corsa, Joseph Martin; secretary, Lieut. A. M. Siler; treasurer, Robert McLean Glasgow; executive officers, Jerome M. Hilborn and J. W. Gillies.
If your favorite gun needs a little doctoring, there is no more appropriate time to have it done than right now. It may be that the gun is in good condition but needs the stock altered somewhat so it will fit you better; maybe you have been figuring on trying a different set of sights.
IN MOST states a steam engineer must pass a rigid examination before he is granted a license to handle a throttle. Physicians, dentists, lawyers, chauffeurs, plumbers and many others must prove before the constituted authorities their.
CAN nothing retard a bullet's velocity? It is not my desire to challenge the conclusions of Dr. Bevis in bis article which appeared in Outdoor Life for February. I realize that it may seem highly impertinent to even so much as question the major premise employed by so prominent an authority.
As a result of the three-day tryout on the Marine Corps rifle range at Quantico, a team of American riflemen was elected to represent the United States in the International Olympic Matches at Chalons and Rheims. The personnel of the team and the scores upon which they were selected are as follows:
BY SMALL game, T’d define rabbits, squirreis and birds. I doubt if we have a small game rifle which is at all perfect. The rifle that is not lacking in one respect is lacking in another—the trouble may be lack of power and may be the cost of ammunition.
PRACTICALLY all opposition to firearms, as expressed by those who seek to legislate such arms out of existence, altho attack is first to be concentrated against revolvers and pistols, is based on the assumption that such arms are the chief tool of the criminal class; hence, in order to abate crime, the so-called reform element claim that it is absolutely necessary to pass laws that will effectually prevent the manufacture and sale, anti all traffic in revolvers and pistols and in cartridges used in such firearms.
Please advise us by wire whether Askins’ ballistics on Hoffman three seven five and four hundred four cartridges, June issue, were authenticated by actual tests or only submitted figures by Hoffman. We are advised that powder capacity of these cartridges insufficient to produce velocities claimed.
In the May number, 1923, of Outdoor Life there appeared an article, “Gun Talks No. 38,” by Chauncey Thomas, which contained many good pointers on bullet molds and bullet molding. Mr. Thomas’ wet gunny sack and pillow arrangement to drop the bullets on is the best and handiest thin for the purpose I have yet tried.
Just by way of permitting readers of Outdoor Life to make ready estimates of energy when velocities are given, I am here publish ing a table taken from Henry Sharpe’s “Modern Sporting Gunnery.” Having the velocity as shown under velocities in feet per second, look under the energy column and find the energy per 100 grains of lead for that velocity.
The Winchester Repeating Arms Co., Inc., announces that on appeal from the United States District Court of Connecticut, the United States Circuit Court of Appeals has decided that the Winchester Repeating Arms Co., Inc., has the right to use its own name and trade mark on all goods manufactured by it.
Why have the 8 mm. Mauser with 154-grain bullet and the .30 U. S. ’06 practically the same velocity when the cartridge case of the ’06 shell is so much larger? This is the case also with the new .300 Savage, which I believe claims to duplicate the velocity and energy of the Springfield when using 150-grain bullet.
I have read in the January issue of Outdoor Life the story by Dr. B. T. Jones regarding wild turkeys. I have been a hunter for more than forty years, and till I left Texas eight years ago most of my hunts were along the Colorado River and it tributaries.
I am very glad to hand you with this a copy of a statistical report we have recently compiled showing the estimates made by our field men of the number of big-game animals found on our national forests in the various states. These are estimates, of course, but made by men who have earnestly endeavored to have them rather below than above in order to be on the safe side.
I have been keeping pretty close tab on what the game wardens say about the shortage of game, the game hogs, the millionaire, reserves, and the propagating of game fowls. I certainly appreciate the way Warden J. B. Doze of Kansas writes about every mud hole in the state being leased just to keep the waterfowls on the move.
Duck hunters in California take a toll of not less than 1,000,000 ducks during each open season. What is the source of supply of the hordes of waterfowl that annually winter in California and that make such a harvest possible? As everyone knows, most of the ducks killed are reared in the marsh areas of the north.
A game sanctuary of 110,000 acres was established recently by the Yakima County game commissioners in the Cascade Mountains of Central Washington. Ninety-five thousand acres of the new refuge, which is called the Rattlesnake Game Preserve, lie within the boundaries of the Rainier National Forest, embracing some of the most picturesque country in the West.
What is known to be the largest white-tail buck deer ever killed or heard of in this part of Texas was bagged by W. O. Russell and party, consisting of V. F. Daley and J. L. Houge. Mr. Russell was the only lucky one in the party to meet up with a buck, and succeeded in killing him with the first shot, at 200 yards, running.
SEASON closed indefinitely on grouse; no more quail shooting till 1930; pheasants put on protected list for next five years; doves taken out of game-bird class! These are but a few of the “acts” which state legislatures find it necessary to impose from year to year, brought about as a result of overshooting—big bag limits and long open seasons.
It has been reported that more than 200 deer have been drowned during the past winter in the cement-lined canals of a water and power company operating in the high Sierras of California. According to a newspaper report, a hunter in Michigan thought he could decoy a buck deer to him by wearing antlers on his head.
I have been reading your valuable magazine and note the fairness of your articles and that you are willing to publish the truth, so am sending a contribution. I am a member of the Cleveland Chapter of the Izaak Walton League, also a member of the Ohio State Fish and Game Protective Association, and both of these local organizations have unanimously endorsed the Public Shooting Ground-Game Refuge Bill asking that a definite part of the license fee shall be spent within the state wherein contributed (say 25 cents out of each license), also that no shooting be permitted or grounds artificially fed.
As is the case during every epidemic, the foot and mouth disease which has been causing so much concern in California has been the source of much theorizing and many wild suggestions. Naturally, the thing which is uppermost in the minds of the people is the various ways in which the disease may be transmitted, and it is not strange that our wild life should receive its share of attention in the attempts which have been made - to explain the situation.
The state of Oklahoma is doing a great deal toward protecting our game. June 1 a 25c bounty on crows begins. Something like 10,000,000 crows stay in the state of Oklahoma in the winter. They have almost exterminated our quail. The state has also licensed the fishermen as well as the hunter, which is a good thing.
Am enclosing clipping from the Lincoln State Journal, which I wanted you to see. As the old cowhand says, “This should break these curs from sucking eggs.” Eh? God bless the judge: Two deputy state game wardens, Elmer Henitzelman and J. J. Gilligan, stationed at Grand Island, reported to Chief Game Warden Koster Friday the arrest of three men with sixty-one ducks killed out of season.
The California Fish and Game Commission reports there are 400,000 deer in California. To make an estimate of the deer in California would be like estimating the number of ants in an ant hill, while they were continually going in and out.
One of the great political parties of our state at its convention in Hutchinson, April 2, adopted the following resolution: “We favor the rigid enforcement of all laws and the enactment of such legislation in both state and nation as will conserve the natural wild life of our country, including wild game and game fish.
Among other States, California has been doing excellent work on the Game Refuge Bill. A vast majority of sportsmen there are heartily in sympathy with the measure, and, not only that, they are willing to devote their time and attention to see that the members of the congressional delegation from that state understand the bill.
One of our readers, who is visiting in England and France, has this to say in a recent letter : “I have purchased in England the fine greyhound, ‘Top Gear,’ sired by Blondin and dam was Top Lady, grandsire winner of the famous Waterloo cup. I have had a great trip over here and have seen some interesting new breeds, one, the Afghan gazelle hound, faster than the greyhound, and another breed obtained by crossing the Airedale with the Gorman shepherd.
For years I have been an interested reader of Outdoor Life, and recently bought a police puppy thru an advertisement carried in your magazine. This is the first time that I have ever taken a personal advantage of your magazine for my information.