A ROLLICKING, humorous, well-told story of prairie chicken and bob white quail shooting on the Kansas plains, with Old Whip and Comanche Rap, two excellent dogs of the pointer strain, working prettily in typical chicken country, where the birds were plentiful and covey after covey was flushed to offer sporting shots and resultant satisfactory bags for the fortunate hunters.
In southwestern Colorado, directly accessible by the Denver & Rio Grande Westert Railroad, are the sheerest and most rugged peaks of the whole Rocky Mountain system. The section known as the Needle Mountains was the location of one of the annual mountain climbing excursions of the Colorado Mountain Club and the writer was on this trip.
Taos—the most typical Indian village of the entire southwest a wonderland for tourists, accessible by rail or automobile and a world famous rendezvous for artists who make this their home in depicting the characteristics of the old time Indian.
Adjustment of the boundaries of the Yellowstone National Park in Wyoming for the addition of the Teton Range with its lofty mountains towering 7,000 feet above the surrounding country, provide an area lying below the southwest end of the park, and it is planned to administer it as a separate unit, leaving the area immediately to the north of the Tetons in the Teton National Forest.
Some of the finest hunting and fishing of the South is found along the sea coast of South Carolina, which abounds with deer, turkey, duck, quail and many other forms of bird life; in fact, the only other place on this continent where more birds are to be found are the breeding grounds of Alaska and Canada, and that holds for a short time when they come back by the millions.
Hunters who have been in all the world’s greatest big-game fields agree that there are no better fields than in the region of the Kluahne Lake and White River and the McMillan River districts of the Yukon Territory—a region so vast that you will likely never see another hunting party during the period of your hunt.
The first of two installments of a most interesting, unique and entirely worth-while big-game hunting story of the far North
C. E. Sykes
SAY, Dad; you know I can join the Boy Scouts next year?" "Uh, huh.” “Well, I’ll tell you what I would like to do. When I join I would like to decorate the Scout hut with some moose, caribou, sheep and bears that I kill myself. Will you take me up to Alaska or the Yukon and let me get them?"
Trouting in the High Sierras, where the California golden beauties are plentiful and strike with a satisfying viciousness at the feathered lure
LAST June, J. (Jack) P. Arthur of Los Angeles invited Colonel Herbert G. Thompson of New York City; Charles Ingersol, Nome, Alaska; Ernest Harper, Oakland, Calif.; Fred Arthur (brother of J. P.), and the writer, to be his guests on a fishing trip to Hart Lakes, for California golden trout, in the High Sierra mountains, at an altitude of about 11,500 feet.
Can't see why he isn't grouchy, lots of work he has to do, Always choppin’ wood, or somethin’, when the other boys are thru; Yet he always is a smilin', nothin’ seems to irritate, Tho you would think he’d get peevish when the gang gets in too late.
IN the heart of the new Northwest, is an immense extinct volcano standing almost 3 miles high above sea level and over 100 miles around its base. Of all the fire mountains which, like beacons, once blazed along the Pacific coast, Mt. Rainier is the noblest.
An authority on the popular sport of outboard racing herein gives some first-hand information which may enable the speed enthusiast to increase the "m. p. h." of his portable motor outfit
THE sudden rise of the humble putt-putt from its former 7 to 8 mile status to a really fast motor, already past the 25-mile mark and well on its way toward 30 miles an hour (the official world's record now stands at 29.268 m. p. h.—Editor), has naturally brought a great increase in the interest in outboard motor racing.
A story with a moral. The average farmer and landowner is a pretty human sort of fellow. Treat him fairly and there will be fewer "No Trespassing” and more "Welcome, Sportsmen” signs in evidence
HEY! Hey, you! Git outen there! Git offen my land, dodgast yo'! Ain't yo' saw them signs down thar— huh? Git offen my land I tell you'! I'll sic th' dog onto yo'! I'll....!" I judged, from the noise made by the party of the first part to this explosive outburst (there was considerably more of it that didn’t register, for I tuned out, sat down on an old stump and lighted one of my own brand of cigars), that he was, to be technical about it, in what the doctor would describe as “a state of extreme agitation under mental stress."
Blue fox farming—and a personal glimpse of the lonely, sometimes adventurous, and always healthful and soul-satisfying, lives of the hardy men and women who make their homes on storm-swept islands off the Alaskan coast
Walter H. Bacon
AN OREGON, Washington, Idaho and other western states, where the principal industry is lumbering, one will find that 75 per cent of the population never saw a "donkey engine" pull a log out of the woods, and 50 per cent know nothing whatsoever of the process a log passes thru before it is ready for the house or other purposes.
Royal sport with the feathered aristocrats at the famous Duck Island preserve
William C. Hazleton
FELLOWS, if you had been specially favored by fate to have a unique experience among the water fowl at a famous ducking haunt, could you be blamed for telling brother hunters of the thrills which it had been your generous fortune to feel? The Illinois River has a prestige thruout the world as a duck-shooting ground, and deservedly so.
Angling for salmon and trout in the Margaree River in Nova. Scotia—a fisherman's paradise
N. Milton Browne
DOES a salmon rise to a fly because the lure has been expertly cast— placed directly in front of the quarry's nose, as your veteran would sag— or is it immaterial how the feathers approach his Kingship as he rests in or sports about the pool? When the fish are in the mood and rising, does it matter if the line be laid neat, and smooth and fine, so that the fly curves in an approved semi-circle across the current; or if it be flung out with disregard for all the tenets of skillful fishing?
An archer of skill and long experience outlines the finer points of target archery as a recreational pastime rapidly increasing in popularity
Samuel G. McMeen
SHOOTING the English long bow at targets differs from shooting that weapon at game. In the latter use of the bow, the aim is taken instinctively, with the eye rivited on the object to be hit. In target shooting the prevailing method of aiming is to fix the gaze on some object other than the center of the target, bringing the tip of the arrow up to coincide with that object, and holding it there during the release.
This is the last of a series of four papers by the angling editor, dealing with the rainbow series of trouts. Next month he will write concerning the char, commonly known as the eastern brook—its history description and distribution
O. W. Smith
THERE has been quite a little said upon our subject, and yet the last word has not been uttered; indeed, never will be. When the angler thinks he has mastered fly fishing for silver-sides of fresh water, knows all about his tricks and ways, behold, the man is riding for a bad fall.
When the golden sun is rising With the dawning of the day, And all homely, sordid duties Still seem very far away, Then we stir the pancake batter And we put the coffee on, And we think about our dreaming Thru the quiet night that’s gone. When the horses have been saddled And the packs are in their place, With the frying pan and coffee pot Tucked in some empty space, Then we hit the trail and travel When we know the fires are dead, And the hills repeat our laughter As we gaily go ahead.
FISH on! Wow! Whooee! and far across the fishful Deschutes echoed the tenor voice of a happy fisherman. The fun had started. 'Twas cheerful June morning as my pal, Wallace, and I rolled out of our berth 200 miles from the “City of Roses”. The Northern Lights were much in evidence, and the cool air from timbered hills put new life into a couple of office employees as they lightly trekked their way to the beautiful Deschutes River, a half mile away.
I have long been a reader of Outdoor Life, a magazine that I have preferred to all others of this character, due to the fact that its stories are not only interesting but educational to the sportsman. But I must say that I cannot agree with the short article written by El Comancho, entitled, “The Grayling and Where to Get Them,” appearing in the May issue.
TODAY is Sunday, the day of rest. On yesterday I went a fishin', and snagged a mess O' bream, to be divided between the Maxwells and the Paynes (the preacher and his wife, who lives just across the alley, down in what I call Happy Valley). Yes, the Paynes received seventeen of my twenty-five “keepers,” while I and my domestic sparring pardner made out with the balance, supplemented by a few products from the garden and grocery store—and I’ll tell the squint-eyed world, we had some dinner!
In these columns it is our purpose to mention angling notions and wrinkles as the makers may send us for examination and try-out. We are simply commenting on new things, leaving the wise angler to determine for himself whether or not they are worth while.
Editor Angling Department: Please tell me how to stain gut or leaders a mist color.—G. L. P., Mont. Answer.—There are many substances used for coloring leaders, tho one must exercise considerable care lest he rot the gut. It is not the part of wisdom to employ commercial dyes, for they are not formed with the thought of preserving silk-worm “gut.”
Several factors should enter into your selection of a guide for ocean fishing. Does he understand a gasoline engine? When you go several miles out to sea and fish rough water in search of big fish, you are always interested in getting back. If a captain does not keep his boat up, if the engine stops occasionally, it chills me, as the idea of being towed in, maybe, is not too pleasant.
Four of us spent seven very pleasant months on board a three-room scow type houseboat cruising about on the waterways of Southern Florida. We started from Titusville, on the Indian River, moved down the river slowly, thru Lake Worth, passing Palm Beach and then Miami; after that thru Biscayne Bay, Barnes Sound and around Cape Sable (there are three capes); then along the West Coast of Florida.
About as exciting a scene to witness as you can find in big-game fishing, is to have a big tarpon trying to pick up your bait from the bottom when it is in some place he cannot get it. This situation happened once on a recent Florida tarpon trip. It was mid-afternoon and the tide had just gone into the ebb, which meant that in only a short time the tarpon would not bite at all.
TRAVEL excels every other form of instruction; it is Nature's university. It brings you new contacts with human activities and with the geography of this great country of ours. The type of country you choose for your vacation objective has very much to do with the success of your trip.
TRANSCONTINENTAL motor touring is becoming yearly more populalr as the roadways are improved permitting good time to be made over long stretches and making the long tour feasible for the average short vacation time of the Amercan people.
In the old days when the pioneer blazed his way into our wilderness, he carried a most meagre outfit and wrested from the woods and waters his sustenance and habitations, all of which required a sufficing aptitude in woodcraft. Nowadays camping-has been developed to such a high degree, stunts which contribute to comfort and expediency are so varied and ingenious and have to do with so varied a list of subjects pertaining to the necessities and hobbies, that a broader term than woodcraft must be used to designate these methods.
WE ALL must work. There is joy and delight in it. The jingle of the telephone, the clang of the electrics, the noise of pavements and the hustle and bustle of the city are all attractive to us. But there comes a time when we would like to banish all of these from our eyes and ears; when we would like just to lie down beside Mother Nature and watch the silvery moon as it glistens across the lake, and drink in the odor of the pines and hemlocks.
Making your own equipment for the different kinds of camping is an interesting handicraft and it goes a long way towards keeping the vacation expenses down to a minimum. We have an expert who has worked out a series of blue prints showing plainly how to make many useful camp items at home, and each of these blue prints is accompanied with printed instructions giving every needful detail in construction.
The complete commissary equipment constructed as one unit and directly available without hunting all over the car for separate units, and carried on the running board, leaving the tonneau room free, is the latest development in the art of ideal autocamping equipping.
FOR over ten years, and more especially during the last two years, many articles have been published in magazines on the noise that a bullet makes while traveling past one. All kinds of explanations have been advanced to designate these sounds and to give theories why they sound as they do.
DO YOU sight your rifle, shotgun, or pistol with both eyes open? And if you do, did you ever try to discover the difference between sighting with one eye closed and sighting with both eyes open? Beginners usually learn to sight with one eye closed.
The most of the condemnation of pocket firearms is due to the misunderstanding by the general public of the actual capability of such weapons. Ask the average man who knows nothing of a pocket pistol (unless corked) and he will assure you that “you can’t hit anything with one,” or that “a club is better,” or that “a man clever with his hands will lick a room full of pistol fighters.”
NATIONAL RIFLE MATCHES AND SCHOOL OF INSTRUCTION TO BE RESUMED
THE National Rifle and Pistol Matches and the School of Instruction for citizens of the United States at Camp Perry, Ohio, which was discontinued because of lack of funds in 1926, will be resumed this year, according to information received from the National Rifle Association.
DETECTIVES, police officers, bank messengers and other civilians whose business necessitates the carrying of a concealed weapon, are confronted by a number of exasperating problems, because the clothing now in vogue is not adapted to support or conceal a very formidable armament.
EVERY now and then the question bobs up as to whether or not one man can set rifle sights for another. Sometimes he can and sometimes he can't. Neither can it be told exactly why not—maybe the eyes, maybe the shoulder backing the gun, and it may be the grip.
My last gun was a No. 16 Winchester, Model 1912, with 28 inch barrel, and it was a “lallapaloosa”—if you know what I mean. It made an almost perfect pattern with 4s, 5s, 6s and 7½ shot, using store load of 2¾ drams E. C. and ⅞ ounce chilled shot. I killed five buffle-headed shell-drakes in five shots— and there were only five in the flock! My last fowling-piece previous to this was a No. 20 by Parker Brothers.
An article in your magazine started me, and a .25-20 Savage Sporter furnished the gun. Reline a .25-20 Sporter to .22 and chamber for .25-20 case necked down to .22, and see if it won’t put ten shots in the bull at 100 yards, that a silver half dollar will hide.
I HAVE often wondered as to what the source of the of this mild form of dementia commonly known as "Gun Bugitis" might be. Has any of the shooting and crank fraternity ever stopped to analyze the desire which possesses a man at the sight of a good rifle, which the chances are very good he does not need, and when, despite the fact that in all probability the wife needs a spring bonnet and Bill Jr., is more than ordinarily in need of a pair of shoes, generally winds up in his collection?
In your May issue, I notice an article by W. R. MacIlrath in regard to buckshot patterned in a shotgun. I have seen my grandfather, years ago, load and pattern buckshot in a shotgun many times. His method was as follows: Load shell with amount of powder necessary and place 2 felt wads of same gauge on top, then one of a large gauge; for instance, a 11 in a 12-gauge.
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While certain species of insects, fishes, and mammals have ranging habits such as to put them in the migratory class, none can compare with birds in the extent of their migrations. Some of our birds nest in the arctic regions and winter in the extreme southern parts of South America.
First of all, I want to inform you, gentle reader, that this yarn is a low-down, mangy, unbelievable lie—“by a liar, to a liar and for the liars.” It does not contain a word of truth and it was written merely to show a few sportsman authors that they are not the only flies in the soup.
North Carolina anglers this year are paying their first state license fee, such a requirement having been made by the recent General Assembly. Previously, by special local acts, licenses had been required in a few of the mountain counties.
In connection with conservation, I wish to outline to you, and to the editors of other influential sportsmen’s publications, an introductive plan I have studied for some years. I would like to have your views in this connection. If possible I would like your endorsement, with my assurance that I seek no connection with the project once it is embraced.
In the far North lives the real aristocrat of the feathered kingdom—the penguin. His natural costume might well serve as the pattern for male evening attire. From the side he looks like a collegiate on his way to the blue ribbon football match of his alma mater; a front perspective reveals him the gentleman of the old school, with spotless shirt front and caped evening coat.
I am contemplating a two-weeks’ big-game hunt in Wyoming this fall and would like to have the companionship of two other sportsmen, preferably those who have had some experience in the game fields of the Thorofare country west of Cody, and who are making preparations for such a hunt this year.
Since early boyhood I have been fond of hunting and outdoor life, but now for scarcity of game and lack of time I hunt but little. I am very sorry to see the game being destroyed as it is. When I was a boy the turkeys were plentiful around home, but the range has given way to the ax and then the plow; and with the increase of hunters they have been gone for many years.
Pheasant feeds are costly affairs, as a hospitable native of Portugal, now residing in California, learned to his sorrow recently, when Justice E. H. Barker of Galt, Calif., fined him $500 with the alternative of 180 days in jail. Two deputies descended upon the young man with a search warrant after twelve persons had just finished a pheasant dinner. One pheasant was found that had not been used at the feast. Ham and eggs would have been a more economical meal, or even porterhouse steaks.
I have read in your magazine some curious incidents as to the actions of animals, and am relating this strange incident asking the explanation or what others may think of it: While my wife and I were car riding one afternoon about 5 o’clock we saw a Mrs. Badger in one rut of the road trotting leisurely along.
Among the record heads taken by hunters of the Rocky Mountain sheep is this one, taken by Jack Brewster, noted guide and hunter of Jasper National Park, Alberta, Canada. With regard to this head, Brewster writes: “I do not know exactly what place this head holds among the records of the Ovis canadensis (big horn sheep) but I think it ranks about second and certainly not lower than the third largest head ever secured.
On page 12 of your January issue of Outdoor Life, I noticed an article on “Our Vanishing Ducks,” First let me state that I will soon turn my 50-year post, and I have been a hunter ever since I was big enough to point a gun, having hunted all kinds of game and birds as well as fish.
A perfect day!—The bright sunshine Goes to the head like rare old wine. And gentle zephyrs fan the brow, While Robin Redbreast on the bough Pours forth his soul in swelling notes Of budding trees and sprouting oats. As from the window pane we guy At peeping grass and tinted sky, Our breath comes in short pants, and oh!
DIG up all the ant hills you can find this month and bring them to your upland game chicks of all kinds, as well as to the peachicks. The soil around ant hills is light and sandy and will purify the pen floor if you have your birds in pens. There is no better food for game chicks, whether they are on free range or in pens, than ants, ant eggs, ant larvae.
FOX ranchers sending pelts to the New York market early this spring had a pleasant surprise, as some of the best pelts in half-silver went as high as $500. This would mean a solid basis for the future, as the Montreal market showed as high prices on the average as the later New York market.
THE most prevalent, oldest-known and —excepting only one disease, hydrophobia—the most dreaded disease of dogs is probably distemper. Certainly it has killed millions of promising puppies and will be the cause of death of countless more in spite of our best efforts, modern science and faithful nursing.
Having read in a number of issues of Outdoor Life, letters written by airedale owners in which they praise their dogs very highly, leads me to come forth with a little praise for my airedale, Sandy. He is of Oorang strain, is registered in the American Kennel Club and is 4 years old.
I have a four-months-old police dog which has only one ear standing up. Will the other ear straighten when she growns older? It there a preparation sold that be painted on the inside of a dog’s ear to help nature to straighten it out?— L. L., Bartunek, Ohio.