ANY SPORTSMAN'S SUBJECT YOU'RE INTERESTED IN? WE PRINT AS MANY OF YOUR LETTERS AS WE CAN
YOU’LL SMELL BETTER, TOO
ART OF CALLING CROWS
PRICE OF A PREDATOR
QUITS ON NORTHERNS
SHOOTERS AND INSURANCE
WHO’S AN “ADOLESCENT”?
MEMO TO VIOLATORS
THAT CONSERVATION STAMP
THE COMBINATION DOG
LICENSES FOR SALT WATER
I’ve seen quite a bit in OUTDOOR LIFE recently concerning repellents for wood ticks, and I’d like to add my own recipe which works pretty well— at least in this part of the country. Before you go into the woods, douse your body thoroughly with face powder, the cosmetic type which women use for make-up.
He was a nice bass, running about three pounds and showing a deep belly line that indicated he’d been feeding well. When I examined his scales I found he was a fouryear-old fish that had grown very satisfactorily in the farm pond. Yet, as I strung him, Paul looked on in distaste.
WARNING! This tabulation is compiled from official sources; but in the space available it is impossible to give full details, and in some cases the authorities have power to change seasons on short notice. So before you fish in any state or province, get a copy of the current regulations from the proper agency and then read up on minimum lengths, daily limits, etc.
Few men have crammed as much adventure into a lifetime as has Gene Burns, 44, of San Francisco, Calif. As a result, his own wife doesn’t know how to classify him: author, educator, angler, forester, journalist, executive, or what. All she knows for sure is that he’s the father of their twin daughters, Carol and Stephanie, 6, and that he goes fishing every other week-end.
A coon hunter learns to expect weird experiences. If a man does much of his hunting after dark, prowling behind a pack of bawling dogs through fields and woods and swamps, across fences and creeks and highways, he’s bound to see something out of the ordinary.
I can afford to laugh now. Imagine two grown men being chased by a cow moose! Sure, I know that the experts say a cow won’t attack a man. Well, maybe ours didn’t know the rules. Anyway, she chased Tom and me, and came so close to catching us that I still shiver when I think of it.
In this first of a series of remarkable articles, a skilled fisherman offers a challenging slant on angling techniques. His advice is bound to be a revelation—and a great help—to every sportsman who wets a line, whether on stream or lake or in salt water. The methods are unusual but they’ve been tested, and they work. Don’t miss this keen analysis! It can change your ideas—and your luck!
Be Lucky—Fish Lightly
Mistakes Will Teach You
Get By That First Strike
Short, Gentle Strike
What a soul-searing spectacle! A cluster of worn-out fishermen were huddled around John Kolzer and his catch of five good rainbows taken from Oregon’s white-crested McKenzie. Fat, deep trout running up to two pounds. The fishless anglers simulated cordial enthusiasm.
That frosty Mexican dawn on the Sonora desert looked like any other one—but it ushered in a day that we can never forget. The desert teemed with white-tails and muleys. Even Nelson—who had marked off the hunt for a bust —came in for the surprise of his life
A Sharp Eye for Game
Creel Keeps Fish Chilled
To Mothproof Your Flies
R. A. Jenkins
I have seen some gloomy characters in my day, and I have also seen some who were depressed, but I believe the gloomiest and bluest citizen I ever laid eyes on was Ivon Nelson when he rode into our camp by the little well in the Sonora desert late that December evening.
Everything happened in one day — battles with silver heavyweights, broken leaders, a weird collision, and — finally — a hardearned reward. All in all, it added up to plenty of sport
River Full of Silver
Evy Sets an Example
AUBREY F. TAYLOR
We cast appraising glances at the stream while we rigged up. It riffled down the shallow valley, sparkling over the rocks and boiling mysteriously against the far bank. After the interior of Alaska, the landscape of the Kenai Peninsula was unbelievably green and lush with a soft unreal look about it.
On the page opposite is the sixth painting of a notable series by one of the nation’s most talented wildlife artists, who was specially commissioned by this magazine to depict—in full color —the world’s largest game animals in their native habitats
MAKE sure a buffalo dies where you can see him!” That’s one of the cardinal rules of the African white hunters who outfit and guide sportsmen in Kenya and Tanganyika. They have good reason for cautioning their clients about the big African buffalo.
Swift action and suspense in the Idaho-Montana wilderness, climaxed—after all the shooting -with a heartening discovery
“It’s Now or Never”
Reports from “Back of Beyond”
Race for the Slash Canyon
Down—But Not Out
Fiberglas Tackle Box
There is no more kingly sport than hunting the great wapiti, or elk. There is no finer elk-hunting area than the Bitterroot country of the continental divide separating Idaho and Montana. And, let me tell you, there is no keener disappointment than waiting a whole year for such a hunt and then realizing, at the last moment, it is going to fail.
Put a fly rod in the hands of a boy who’s at the clumsy age and let him hook a fighting trout. You’ll see some rare action, and the lad will be so thrilled he’ll forget even his appetite!
Sedge Flies Stir Things Up
Wallace Whoops it Up
The Wind Helps Dale
Eight Pounds of Energy
Dale was just beginning to get his growth, being barely six feet one, but showing promise of further development. He was mostly legs, appetite, and ambition. Besides that, he was at the clumsy age, and not experienced enough to have acquired any reasonable skill at catching trout.
They were “just pheasants” to this New Englander, but after he had taken a hard-learned lesson from a few smart Chinks, in an outdoor class organized by his brother and a keennosed pointer, he changed his mind—for keeps!
Chink Roosters are Strategists
Dan Works Out a Puzzle
“No Pain, No Strain”
Cowboy in Deer Season
When a big cock pheasant flushes in thick cover he takes to the air like a helicopter in distress, battering his wings, cackling like a mad thing, and presenting a target almost impossible to miss. Fortunately, for those in New England at least, that “almost” is his key to survival.
Glenn turned pale at just the mention of cottonmouths. If he’d known what was coming, he’d never have fished Big Piney that day
“A Right Plenty of Fish”
Glenn Leaps for the Bar
Make Way for Moccasins!
Ralph E. Ellison
People are what they are. Some of them you can’t change, and some of them you can change only by producing a shock of such magnitude that nothing could stand against it. But particularly and notably you can’t change Ozark speech habits. So maybe it would be unjust to put any blame on the storekeeper’s wife for that memorable day.
In Nova Scotia, those wily little greenwings know how to pull surprises that keep visiting gunners on their toes. Just take my case, for instance, on the day I was sure I knew their secret. Too sure for my own good!
Doc Opens the Season
Bedtime for Teal
Elusive, Unpredictable Target
Blinds,” J.D. repeated. "Well, now, there are no blinds. Every duck season, while Doc and I are squatting in the cold water, we say that next summer we'll build a comfortable one. But the summer comes and goes without our doing it and the next fall we have to squat in the water again."
Bill was not the sort who'd like bass fishing—or so he thought. But never did he expect what happened to him the day his boss decided to strut his stuff
Substitute for Red Flannel
Not a Pretty Picture!
I'll Take Bluegills
Paul E. Shonk
had been telling me about the Jumping Frog celebrations at San Andreas, up in the Mark in country, as we crossed the Calais River in California. At least, the p and the road sign said we had ossed the river, but they just referred to the facilities.
The early-winter day was crisp and cold, with a hazy December sun overhead and six inches of clean, unsullied snow on the ground. Two inches of the six had fallen the night before. Tracking conditions were as good as they ever get to be in our part of the country.
Paw was a great hand for hounds; kept half a dozen of ’em on our place in Texas just to run coyotes. Once he got hold of some fifty-gallon barrels. He knocked their heads in and set ’em on their sides in concrete. They made first-rate doghouses—until the Big Wind came.
Sportsmen’s clubs, women’s groups—organizations of many sorts—dramatize this creed to save our natural resources
Members of one of the world’s largest sportsmen’s organizations, the Wayne County Sportsman’s Club, of Detroit, Mich., recite America’s Conservation Pledge at all meetings and conservation rallies. In New Jersey the Basking Ridge Garden Club dramatized the Pledge by featuring it in a conservation exhibit at their annual flower show—and followed this by introducing the Pledge into the local high school.
We braced ourselves as the sturdy Fairchild 24 seaplane gunned across the placid surface of Lake Michigan near Sheboygan, Wis. Then the ship lifted gracefully and gained altitude. Shadows of the wings raced northward over cities and wooded terrain toward Ontario’s waters, where scrappy fish rise from the cold clear depths.
“Money can buy anything!” boasted the dude. But he hadn’t reckoned with the ranchers’ instinctive dislike of a braggart. Now they refused to put a price on the head of the black outlaw. Yet there was the dude—with his dogs and dynamite. How could they hope to outwit him?
Drinks on the Dudes
Dynamite—Just in Case
Heading Straight Up
Curly Tries Again—anti Again
“One Man’s Meat . . .
How to Cook a Bear
There are chunks of game land in New Mexico unrivaled, elsewhere in the United States, for the dramatic punch they pack. Spectacular mountain valleys at altitudes of 8,000 to 12,000 feet, favored with a heavy acorn, piñon, or juniper mast.
If the opening day of trout season runs true to form this year, streams will be high, cold, and discolored. And regardless of how you may view fishing with worms, this method will as usual be the most effective way of taking trout. Recently in this department I discussed the art of worm fishing, so I shall not go into this in detail here.
Exception to the big barbs on modern hooks is taken by a reader, William P. Patrick, who asserts they are "vicious" and wreak havoc on a fish an angler is trying to release, especially a small one. His remedy is to bend the barb inward. "Then," he says, “you have a hook that will hold but can be removed without tearing the mouth of the fish.
Sometimes, when a number of persons get together to do something for their mutual benefit or profit, the law considers them to be engaged in a joint enterprise. Then, if one of them injures an outsider in carrying out the project, all may be liable for damages.
Question: I use what is supposed to be a good dressing, but I seem to be having a tough time keeping my line afloat when fishing dry flies. Can you give me any suggestions that may help?—Jesse Everett, N. C. Answer: Keeping a fly line afloat is indeed a difficult job.
GROWTH RATES OF FRESH-WATER FISH OF THE UNITED STATES AND CANADA
Individuals Vary, Too
Nail Polish Has Many Uses
Tie Your Bait
Easily Made Anchor
KENNETH D. CARLANDER
How fast does a fish grow? This is a question often asked by anglers, and also by biologists and conservationists responsible for maintaining our supply of fish. The answer has considerable effect upon the rate at which fish can be safely harvested.
Pat, my little red cocker spaniel, and I had been through a tough day in southern Idaho. There were plenty of pheasants, but the season was well advanced, the birds had been hard hunted, and the big wily cocks had taken to the most inaccessible country they could find.
It is pretty well agreed (by the lads who do the writing anyway) that the average gunner would be better off with a modified choke than with a full choke, and also that a 30-in. barrel is far from ideal in a pump gun. Admitting all that, let’s see what the jobbers order from a particular factory —in this case the Ithaca Gun Co., because the dealers order them from the jobbers, and the consumers take them off the dealers’ shelves.
Question: Last fall I hit a running buck at 153 paces with my .30/06—hit him in the ham. He started to get to his feet and I dropped him with a shot in the shoulder. He was dead when I got to him. But both the forequarters and hindquarters had been cut into hamburger.
Cooking in camp is always harder than at home because facilities and conveniences are limited. If you want tasty, well-done meals served punctually, take along the best and most complete kit of utensils that traveling conditions permit.
Question: Please give me a method of boning fish.—Jack Topolewski, Mich. Answer: With larger fish, the best method of getting rid of bones is filleting. Lay the fish flat on a solid surface; with a sharp knife, cut straight down just behind the head.
Put 5 lb. deer ribs in a kettle with 6 qt. cold water. Bring to a simmer and cook slowly for 4 hours. Then add 2 envelopes of noodle-soup mixture and cook 30 minutes longer. Salt and pepper to taste. Makes hearty portions for four or five hunters.
Easily Built Squat Boards Keep a Skiff's Stern High
Can it be Used in Salt Water?
Hull in Polluted Water
J. A. EMMETT
More and more fishermen, usually the comparative newcomers to the sport who have been angling from piers and off stream banks, are discovering that owning a boat is a great advantage. There are still many small rivers and streams throughout the country which are practically unfished because a suitable boat is called for.
A kit for building your own boat trailer is at last available—and at reasonable cost. With a steel framework of lightweight aircraft-type construction, it is designed to carry 1,000-lb. loads and has adjustable chocks to fit any boat up to 15 ft. in length.
Question: How should I care for my rubber boat when it is not in use?—W. D. Moody, Oreg. Answer: Avoid exposing it to the hot sun unnecessarily and keep it free of oil or oily scum that may be in the water. Don’t overinflate it; follow directions—usually 2 lb. pressure is advised.
If you follow the trail to the north country, you may some day be treated to one of the most thrilling sights of the whole outdoors—a dogsled team in action. The powerful dogs, each with its bushy tail carried like a banner, match any animals alive for sheer spirit.
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 local veterinarian should be consulted at once.
Cougar attacks man. Eddie McLean, telegraph lineman, living in isolated cabin on Vancouver Island, B. C., last January was attacked by cougar which broke through cabin window. McLean fought animal, managed to reach butcher knife with which he cut big cat’s throat.
Don’t Let the Phony "Patriots” Raid Our Public Lands!
Let’s Have No Firearms Registration!
There’s good news for anglers in this issue, and there’ll be more in issues to come. It's contained in the great series of articles by Gene Burns, starting out with “If You Want Big Fish, Use Light Tackle.” Burns is full of challenging ideas, and with good reason: he's been prowling along streams for years, always looking for the how and why of things.