Behind the scenes with some of those who made this issue what it is
EXPLAINING the simple way to make things comes naturally to R. H. Jenkins, author of"It’s Easy to Make Sinkers.” You see, he’s Professor of Industrial Education at Humboldt State College, in California, and his special interest has always been in working out the easiest methods of making useful and novel objects—especially if they presented him with a challenge in simplifying some process.
YOU expect bears to do unexpected things. They do. Full-grown bear trotted down main street of Calumet, Mich., recently, pried into garbage cans, and paid a lot less attention to humans than humans did to him. . . This bear can’t read: As fast as a crew of wardens puts up signs at Baxter State Park, Me., these announcing that area is a game preserve with no shooting allowed, a bear tears them down.
ANY SPORTSMAN'S SUBJECT YOU'RE INTERESTED IN? WE PRINT AS MANY OF YOUR LETTERS AS WE CAN
Let 'Em Run!
Predatory Wild Dogs
Promoting the Gordon
Puzzling Goose Law
Coyote Chases Buck
EDITOR Outdoor Life
THE more I read of J. C. Hammond's article “Don’t Go Light,” the more determined I was to get my say in. If you want to cover so much territory and drag along all that equipment, why not take a train? Toting 125 lb. over rough ground just so you can have an outboard to push you down a lake seems foolish.
Regular readers of this department know that we never publish letters that praise our magazine. We receive plenty of them, and it’s not through modesty that we withhold them; but we feel that you don’t need to be told that OUTDOOR LIFE is good.
ARE we going to have too much game? Will decreased hunting caused by the war result in such a tremendous increase in our already large big-game population that in some parts of the country deer and elk may become too numerous for the carrying capacity of the range?
Upland birds, ducks, geese—here's a place that has everything for the scattergun man
RAY P. HOLLAND
"GET those city-slicker clothes off,” said Canuck, “and hurry. Boy! I really have something to show you fellows!” As usual, he’d met us at the depot and started spreading his enthusiasm almost before the big train had ground to a stop. Each year, we arrive on a noon train toward the tail-end of September.
Remember your campaign to get service men resident sporting privileges? Here is how one angler finished up the job!
"FISHING," observed Andy, too lazy and relaxed even to turn his head, "makes you forget you are in the Army." Shorty was more precise. All morning he had sat there without a bite. Still straddling the boat seat amidships, he didn’t take his eye off his cork; he didn’t move a muscle but those in the lower left-hand corner of his mouth.
Tale of a man who parlayed a can of corned beef into the darndest mix-up a hunter ever could face!
The One-Deer Law
"DIDJA ever shoot yourself a couple of nice fat bucks and then find out that you had lost your hunting license and tags, and in a country that’s lousy with game wardens?” asked George. George does a lot of hunting. I guess that’s why he has plenty of good stories on tap.
HOOK A WILD PONY ON FLY TACKLE AND YOU'LL KNOW HOW ALASKA'S BATTLING, BUCKING, "SUNFISHING" SALMON FIGHT
Floating for Cats
THE Japs have bombed Dutch Harbor. Damn their yellow hides! It wouldn’t be a good place to go right now, that outpost of American naval might in the far-off Aleutian Islands of Alaska, even to cure a bad case of fishing sickness. But a year ago it was peaceful and quiet enough, save for the friendly horse play of a few thousand sailors and soldiers and marines and construction men who were rushing work on the big base at top speed.
NOW that factories are putting all their efforts into war production and we are putting all the money we can into War Bonds, it pays to make even such a small thing as a sinker at home. It's not difficult and you can put to use many common materials which are at hand.
Pennsylvania has a tremendous herd of white-tails, but at that it takes real hunting to get a buck in a single day
JACK was ’phoning from Pittsburgh, Pa. “I’ve got to be in Williamsport all day Friday," he was saying, “and I’ve got to be back here at the plant when the whistle blows Monday morning. But I can take Saturday off, and there’s some real deer country right outside of Williamsport. . . . What’s that?
When you find outstanding fishing—and no fishermen—the reason's not far away
THE road to Tick Creek never saw a transit. It just grew. The first man over it was a cowboy chasing a runaway bronc and the road ends a mile from the creek where he finally caught the critter. Some sheep outfit’s camp tender followed the trail with a high-wheeled wagon and from that humble beginning travel increased until today ten or fifteen cars a year crawl over it.
Keeping records of each day in the blind teaches the smartest gunner new tricks— and makes swell after-season reading too
Plucking a Duck
"IT’D be pretty nice if you could remember every detail of every duck-hunting trip—sort of keep a record of each trip, so as to have something to freshen your memories!” That was me speaking, and I was directing my comment to one Allan (Al) Pratt, my favorite hunting companion and a gentleman whose pudgy frame hides considerable speed at swinging on fast-flying targets.
Rifle or shotgun for squirrels? Go after them or wait quietly for a shot? A veteran weighs the experience of years
Too Many Elk and Deer
ROB F. SANDERSON
THIRTY years ago my grandfather shot his last squirrel, but the family tradition is still going strong. Not because it is a family tradition, but simply because these autumn-morning excursions will never cease to fascinate me. On those crispy days, when smoke smells as smoke should smell, I like to loaf leisurely through the frost-colored woods and along the cornfields.
Every hunter knows them— the awful days when a man couldn't hit his bedroom floor with a size 16 shoe
DID you ever get so you couldn’t hit a barn door? I got that way in the middle of the quail season one year. It was pretty bad, I can tell you. Why, one afternoon I found eight coveys and bagged only five birds. Ordinarily, of course, I would have— But there’s scant comfort in post-mortems.
Here's a bit of California trout lore that may prove a good tip to anglers everywhere
HE DOESN’T look like a guide. His tanned chin and cheeks bear a fuzz visible only when the sun strikes it right. Only in his prodigious ability to make hot groceries disappear, and in his good-natured tolerance for guys who think they’re anglers just because they can get a fly out sixty feet, does he resemble an orthodox guide.
You may laugh at this gunner's choice, but the game bag's proof of the hunting
Springer Spaniels Lead
NOW that we're on the verge of another pheasant season, the time is ripe, I believe, for me to sound off on a topic that's been drifting around in the background of my thoughts for six or seven years. So here we go: The springer is the ideal dog for use on the ringneck pheasant.
Sporty targets for scattergunners roll off the production line of this streamline modern game farm at the rate of 8,500 a week!
WITH millions of upland gunners out for sport this fall, it will take lots of birds to bring them all home smiling. And the Pennsylvania Game Commission ringneck hatchery pictured here by Edwin Way Teale has gone a long way toward satisfying a lot of them.
It's pretty discouraging, after years of fishing, to find that you know about as much as the dub who is just starting in!
W. L. McCORMICK
TO THOSE of you who fish with cane pole, bobber, and partly or fully closed eyes, this will mean little or nothing. Among those who use the casting method, or are wont to flip a fly, there will be much disagreement, and fault finding. For many years I have studied all modern and ancient methods of extracting bass from their native haunts, for years I had a favorite calendar, wind-direction table, and most of the timeworn superstitions.
IF EVER there were a time when big-game hunters should make all shots count it is right now. The nation is at war, and the stocks of cartridges on the shelves of the dealers and in the gun closets of the consumer will have to last for a while. This fall we should shoot to hit.
"AW, GEE, Mom, why not? Lots of the other fellows have guns—” That was the refrain of a song that I repeated at least twice a year—around my birthday and at Christmas. But my mother was adamant against a rifle, and she always had a story handy about some boy who had shot himself with one.
AS ONE who has suffered himself, I should like to call your attention to one of camping’s worst hazards. I refer to the frying pan. Long respected by the woodsman as his most unfailing friend, it can also turn out to be his greatest enemy. Take the word of a victim!
PROBABLY every Negro in the rural districts of the Southeast, and many a white too, is convinced that the so-called horn snake or mud snake carries a dangerous "stinger” in its tail, one capable of injecting a withering, life-destroying venom into animals and plants.
BECAUSE of limited distribution, muskies are not widely known except through the printed word. Unless you live near muskie waters or are a muskie enthusiast, you’ll hesitate to go after them without first considering the possibilities of other species, in which case you are likely to give up the muskie trip as a risky venture into the unknown.
OUR salt-water fishing provides sport, food, and livelihood for more persons than does the fishing in our lakes and streams. Economically the salt-water fish are of the highest importance, and many persons, knowing how great has been the development of artificial propagation of our fresh-water fish, and how necessary this has been to the maintenance of sport fishing, ask why nothing of a like nature is done to repopulate the greatly depleted waters of our coasts.
THE Rev. Emil Baumann, Dayton, Ohio, got his muskie on a fishing trip to the Woodruff region of Wisconsin and he tells of his exploit in the following interesting letter which is reprinted from the Wisconsin Conservation Bulletin : “Dear Dolph: Even a crinkly-eyed ol’ fisherman, no less than a race-track tipster, likes to hear about his ‘tips’ registering.
YOU won’t hook your fly, lure, or bait so securely in a tree or bush if you’ll only tone down that impatient, exasperated reaction which causes unnecessary jerking. If you do inadvertently put your artificial where it shouldn’t be on a cast, or forget about the hazards in back, relax instantly instead of getting tense.
Question: I am about to buy a trout rod. What disadvantages are there in a dry-fly rod for handling wet flies?—W. M., Ohio. Answer: A dry-fly rod will take care of wet-fly fishing well enough, although a wet-fly rod will not handle dries satisfactorily because it is too limber.
ON MOST camping trips, it’s hard to find any item of equipment that gets half as much use as a knife. It cuts tinder to start fires, trims twigs off tent and fireplace poles garners browse for bedding, whittles pegs and useful small gadgets, and does a dozen jobs in the course of cooking a meal—not counting all the uses it’s put to during the day’s fishing or hunting.
THE fireplace in a Southern-mountain cabin invariably behaves well, never smoking or back-drafting ashes out into the room under any condition of wind or weather. Which is more than can be said of most fireplaces. That’s one reason why it’s a good model for sportsmen to follow when building their own fireplaces in hunting cabins, or in small week-end and vacation camps.
If you’d like to give a group of your friends a treat serve them this. Leg of venison ¼ cup vinegar ⅛ cup brown sugar ½ cup melted butter 1 cup water ½ cup catsup 2 tablespoonfuls Worcestershire sauce 1 clove garlic 5 tablespoonfuls onion juice Mix the vinegar and brown sugar and rub it into the venison.
Question: I would like a recipe for drying and jerking salmon and venison.—R. E. T., Oreg. Answer: Here is a very successful recipe to smoke fish. Clean them, leaving the skin on— also leaving heads on smaller fish. Split larger fish in half, fillet them if possible (which means carving a slab of meat from each side, cutting down close to the curved ribs so that few, if any, bones will be taken off with the fillet), and soak overnight in brine strong enough to float an egg.
WITH a little time and effort a dried deer hide can be transformed into good, serviceable buckskin which, as every hunter knows, can in turn be made into durable articles of clothing. And it’s not hard to do. There are a number of steps to the process, and you can’t slight any of them, but otherwise you’ll find no difficulty.
A SLIM pocketbook or an overtaxed income are no excuses for not owning a boat. They may prevent your buying that fast runabout or the expensive cruiser you’d otherwise like to own, but they need not keep you off the water. A little money can be made to go a long way when it comes to boating.
YOUR old friend, John H. Baker, executive director of the National Audubon Society, is at it again. Not satisfied with the licking he got when his notorious “horsefeathers law” was whittled down to size and put upon a common-sense basis by amendment in the New York legislature, he’s still banging upon tin pans to make the bees come to the hive and produce honey.
AS MIGHT be expected, an unusually large percentage of my letters from readers now contain requests for advice on the choice of dogs specially suited for home protection or the guardianship of young children. For, as we all know, in countless families from coast to coast the menfolk are either absent from home entirely or during hours which, under normal conditions, they would spend in the house or about the grounds.
Dr. Kinney is glad to answer personally all letters from readers regarding their dogs’ health. It should be remembered when writing him that serious illnesses cannot be treated successfully by a person unable to examine the dog. In such instances, a dependable local veterinarian should be consulted immediately.
Question : I do a lot of both pheasant and duck shooting, and want something of an “ideal” dog—one that will point rather than flush the game and at the same time retrieve ducks from cold water. Is there any breed that would fit? How about the Brittany spaniel?