CAPT. William C. Wright, who gives us “If You Want a Buck, Rattle a Pair of Antlers,” is a veteran of 18 months’ combat duty and 70 missions as a Flying Fortress and Liberator pilot in the South Pacific, where he received the Distinguished Flying Cross and Air Medal with Oak-leaf Cluster for gallantry.
COMEBACKS! Total of 978 deer in 12 years was the bag of Emanuel Hatfield, who moved to Greene County, Ind.,in 1831. Sixty-five years later there was not a deer left in the state. Beginning with 1934, state Dept. of Conservation, in effort to bring back deer, has liberated 296, these obtained from Wisconsin, Michigan, and Pennsylvania.
ANY SPORTSMAN'S SUBJECT YOU'RE INTERESTED IN? WE PRINT AS MANY OF YOUR LETTERS AS WE CAN
Pollution in the Allegheny
Sold on M-1 Carbine
Pheasants in Sunny South
Burned Lands Ruin Sport
From a Boy Hunter
First Count Ten?
Big Bores for Big Game
To Blacken Fly Lines
Old Deer's Retreat
Scoop 'em in Gracefully
Flying Tips Wanted
YOUR warning about the growing pollution of streams is timely and interesting. In my opinion, all the existing laws are inadequate. If properly cleaned up, the Allegheny River, on which I live, would be one of the finest streams for brown trout and smallmouth bass in the state of Pennsylvania.
THE TOWN of Garberville, California, is just about 100 years old and it deserves a niche in the marble halls of fishing fame. Near Garberville, under the world’s tallest trees, lie the Eel River’s most famous steelhead pools—famous because of the Eel’s midwinter steelhead runs.
Watchword for an Antelope Hunt... GO GET HIM, LITTLE POISON!
WE WENT around a bend in the road and there in the glare of the headlights less than 100 yards away stood a coyote. Joe, the guide, slammed on the brakes of the pick-up truck, Ken Niles handed me some .30/06 cartridges, and I poured out of the truck with his Model 70 Winchester to give that coyote the works.
NIGHT had shut down when Ed Giebel, Porky Neucomb, and I drove up to the abandoned prospector’s cabin on lower Birch Creek in the Bear Paw Mountains of north-central Montana. There had been a few spatters of rain against the windshield as the car climbed up from the prairie country, and now a north wind with a feel of autumn in it sucked down the V of Birch Creek’s valley, making it seem more like a deer-hunting trip than the season’s last fling at trout.
Do your tootsies yell for help when the hiking gets long and tough? Take these hot tips from a fellow who found out about them the hard way
EVEN MY WORST enemies admit that I am a good walker. It is one of the few things they are unanimous about. They will tell you that I am an undistinguished shot, that I am addicted to sleeping in church, and that my language is not always as chaste as driven snow.
WHAT KIND of hunting gives you the most real sport for the time and effort it calls for? Put that question to sportsmen in various sections of the country, and you’re likely to get a wide variety of answers. Here’s the reply you’d get from me: The top thrill in hunting is to trick a wary old white-tail deer into approaching within range by making him think he’s going to get into a fight!
ONE of the last coyotes I have seen as I write this was crossing a paved road that ran through a charming residential section of a large Southwestern city. The coyote was sleek and fat, in good flesh and good fur, and in its mouth it had someone’s pet white rabbit. In this same city, it has been impossible to control the outbreaks of rabies which periodically strike the dogs and cats because coyotes roam the suburbs and cannot be controlled.
Maybe a gar won't actually attack a man, even in self-defense, but this big brute came mighty close to it
THE Chronic Liar claims that he gaffed an eight-foot garfish and hauled him out of Eagle Lake, near my home in Vicksburg, Mississippi. Maybe so. Bigger brutes have been caught in that lake; and for a man to gig a gar is part of the day’s routine.
ALL PEARLS have their price. Some are worth it, and some are not. For my money the Lake o’ the Cherokees—seldom so called—is a hot Saturday special, even at the many millions it cost the federal government, and even without its fancy flood-control and hydroelectric features.
A good dog adds a lot to the joys of a squirrel hunt; so does an 18-year-old who's about to join up!
FUNNY place for a Michigan squirrel hunt to start, but that’s the way it was. Karl was in the stern of the canoe with the paddle. I was in the bow with the 20 gauge pump gun. It was the first week in October, and at that time of year quite a few mallards hang out in the bends and along the mud banks of the Big South branch of the Pere Marquette.
That postwar air flivver you've been waiting for—just what sort should you buy, and what can you expect of it? Here are the answers
HENRY S. BEVERAGE
YOU FELLOWS who think you will want to combine flying and fishing or hunting in the not too distant future may be wondering what type of airplane will be best adapted to your requirements. It is a good subject to think about because the time is not far off when the manufacturers of pleasure aircraft will be pointing plenty of sales promotion in your direction.
—not something the Camp Chef dreamed up, but a blue plate of odd hunting experiences
YOU’VE never shot grouse over a good dog, my friend? Then you’ve never hunted grouse!” That’s what the Eastern gunner told me, in a letter I received some years ago. Maybe the man’s right. After all, it’s a matter of opinion; and sportsmen living on opposite edges of this grand old continent have differed before in their views as to what constitutes good sport.
"THE DEVIL CAT has been here and killed a boy!” This terrified cry came to me as, mounted on my small native horse, Scary, I was approaching the native village of Porto Real on the Isthmus of Panama after a hard day in the jungles. This village, located at the foot of Santa Rita Mountain, consisted of about twenty small one-room huts.
NO LUCK? RUB YOUR REEL—MAYBE IT HAS THE POWER OF ALADDIN’S LAMP!
"DOG-GONE IT, I wish I knew where we can get some trout!" As Howard, my fishing companion, called out to me across the water we had been fruitlessly thrashing, I think he must have unconsciously rubbed his reel. Now if you lay a fly reel flat, you have an object that, given a spout, could pass for Aladdin’s magic lamp.
Here's a good way to send your catch home for the family to enjoy. Though the photographs show a commercial process, sportsmen can copy it easily and with sure results
"DID YOU ever return from an angling trip to find that the fish you’d tried so hard to keep fresh for the folks had spoiled? Our photographer got Claude Walborn, fish shipper at June Lake, Calif., to show how trout are packed at his plant for shipment across the desert.
WHAT is believed to have been the first observance in this country of the old European ceremony of blessing fishermen and their equipment, took place in Lynn, Mass., on the Sunday that opened the trout season. Some 350 anglers assembled at 5 a.m. in the church of St. Jean Baptiste for the services, which were conducted by the Most Rev. Richard J. Cushing, D.D., Archbishop of Boston.
FEW sportsmen ever see nesting Canadas at such close range—or come back with photos like these! Irving Hunt found the pair on the bank of the Kennebec River, near Augusta, Maine; Arthur G. Rogers took the pictures. Rogers, who is now a sergeant in the Army Signal Corps, was a state game-warden supervisor at the time.
EVERY dry-fly angler has his own favorite dry-fly patterns. However, I’m asked so often to recommend a good assortment that I give herewith my personal choices. Since these have proved satisfactory for fishing a wide variety of streams, in various parts of the country, under many different phases of weather, water, and temperatures, they may prove of value not only to tyros but to those more experienced.
Question: Some of my friends have been arguing about whether fish have a sense of smell. One fellow says “What use would a ‘stinker’ bait be if catfish couldn’t smell?” What do you say?—L. N., Kans. Answer: As far as is known fish do have a sense of smell; and it would seem that the sense varies from very faint in some species to extremely acute in others.
WHEN more than 20 anglers switch almost overnight to a new method of fishing, and all report successful catches, it’s time to let everyone in on the secret. The method, to which I have given passing mention in OUTDOOR LIFE, consists of a simple rig which any fisherman can fix up in a few minutes—a rig which can be used with good results by the bait caster and the stillfisherman.
WISCONSIN has recently enacted a law entitling any person in the U. S. armed forces to fish or hunt in that state without a license, for the duration of the war. Thirty-three states now have special fishing privileges of some sort for service men, and 30 offer similar hunting privileges—all as a direct result of Outdoor Life’s intensive campaign, launched nearly a year before Pearl Harbor, for the adoption of such measures.
HOW may the angler get the most pleasure out of his fishing? Out of a combination of many things. To be successful he must study fish habits, stream and lake bottoms, the various creatures and insects which provide the fish with food. He must learn how to use fishing tackle skillfully, and when and where to employ the proper types.
A HAPPY interpretation of the lend-lease spirit led many owners of private fisheries in England to adopt the suggestion of the Association of Fishery Boards, early in the war, and offer fishing facilities to officers and men of the Allied forces.
ONE of the first things anyone trying to learn to handle a scatter-gun discovers is that for the majority of shots he has to shoot in a direction away from his game. He points “where they ain’t.” At first his reward is a monotonous series of misses; then one day a bird actually runs into a shot charge, more by accident than by good management, and our hero is launched into his career as a wing-shot.
JACK O'CONNOR will be glad to help you get the best results from your firearms—rifle, shotgun, or pistol. Address your questions to him in care of this magazine, inclosing sufficient postage for his reply, which will be sent to you by mail.
The contributor of this little story makes no claim to originality; he's passing it along only because he enjoyed it and thinks others will too
Lt. John V. Kratz
"LOOK, son," the old woodsman said in a threatening tone, "don't try to tell me nothin' `bout high-velocity bullets. Why, I recomember the hand-loads my cousin Tanglefoot Brown would mix come deer season—that man used to measure powder with a sugar scoop!
THE PRECAUTIONS which you take —or should take—to safeguard your health and prevent accidents under normal living conditions become doubly important when you are on a camping trip. For not only will illness and injuries mar your fun, but your remoteness from expert medical attention will make them all the more hazardous.
Question: How can I waterproof cotton and wool clothing at home?—W. B., Calif. Answer: Here is the best home process I know for waterproofing canvas clothes or any garment made entirely of cotton: Dissolve ¼ lb. paraffin in 1 qt. gasoline.
FOR TOTING duffel long distances, the pack board is in a class by itself. Experienced campers, hunters, and fishermen find that this lightweight carrying contrivance of the Indians spreads the load evenly and easily across their shoulders, and prevents sharp-cornered boxes and cans from digging into their backs.
SPECIAL camp clothes made of fabrics designed for outdoor use are fine to own, but are often out of reach of those with only a few dollars available for vacation wear. If you’re going to camp in a wilderness, why dress up? You'll be just as happy and have as much fun in a pair of common blue-denim overalls as you would be in expensive custom-mades.
The flavors of tea and limes blend nicely making a most refreshing drink for hot days. 2 tbsp. tea 2 cups boiling water ½ cup sugar ½ cup lime juice Peels of 2 limes ½ cup corn sirup 3 cups sparkling water Pour boiling water over the tea and let steep 5 minutes.
WE’LL NEED traffic cops on many of our waterways if all the postwar cruises being planned nowadays take place. For when two or more boat-minded people get together, such trips quickly become the main topic of conversation— and often their dreams take root.
A MOORING constructed of four limber hardwood stakes or poles will hold a boat securely, even in an exposed location. Be sure the stakes are long enough for the water depth and thick enough for the size of your boat (a 4-in. butt should do for the average outboard runabout).
Question: Last summer I bought a 5-horsepower outboard motor which was in perfect condition. Now when I start out with a full gas tank it runs correctly, but after a while it coughs and slows down. When I open the choke halfway it picks up again, but before long I have to run it full choke, and even then the motor dies as soon as the tank gets down to two thirds full.
A MONG the letters I’ve received lately, a good many urgently request information as to where and how pups that will prove satisfactory may be bought. So I’ll try to answer both parts of that question very briefly here and now. Doubtless a high percentage of OUTDOOR LIFE readers are interested mainly in the sporting breeds, but I believe that what little advice I have to offer applies equally to the purchase of pups of any kind.
Question: My 15-month-old Walker is an excellent rabbit hound, but I’d like to know how to make her bark. She will drive a rabbit an hour without a sound. She hunts with my other two hounds, and leads them all the time. Although they are both loud-mouthed, when she jumps a rabbit she just goes off like lightning without a sound.
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.