Recently I read with considerable interest your condensation of the book People of the Deer, by Farley Mowat. Having traveled, hunted, and lived with the natives he describes, I must credit him with an extremely absorbing story. However, I regret to say that his old friend John Ingerbritson woefully misled him on the tale of J. Hornby, the Englishman who starved to death in the Barrens.
The spoon flew over the umber waters of the bayou and dropped where the ripples from the roll öf a tarpon were fanning out. After it had settled a few inches, I gave the line a couple of hard twitches and rapidly cranked. The tarpon was still around.
More than 100 fishing trawlers and draggers operate off the Connecticut and Rhode Island coasts. They, along with Massachusetts boats, serve as the mainstay of the East’s food-fish supply. In recent years many of these boats have turned to “junk” or “trash” fishing.
AUDUBON BIRD PRINTS baked into the glazed finish of these big, man-sized ash trays make them very suitable for the outdoorsman's table or desk top. They're decorative enough for hanging on the wall... and slots are provided in back for that purpose. $2.50 from Fitzwater Enterprises, 2904DL West Hillcrest Avenue, Dayton 6, Ohio.
SERVICE FOR FOUR in this "Pik Nicker" by Waltco. Holds quart-size vacuum bottle, four mugs, plates, knives, forks, spoons; two big food containers. When it's all packed into the carrying case, it requires a minimum of stowage space in car or boat. $11.95 from Leeds Sales Company, 4840 S. Oakley Avenue, Chicago 9, Illinois.
STEER THIS MODEL YACHT
STEER THIS MODEL YACHT by remote control, by means of a 50-foot rubber tube at tached to its rudder. You hold a bulb, on the tube's other end, in your hand. Pressure on the bulb causes the craft to alter course. It's designed for model yacht sailors of all ages. $9.95 postpaid, from Thoresen's, Dept. OLS, 352 Fourth Avenue, New York 10, New York.
TIME TO PAINT UP
TIME TO PAINT UP and this spring chore will be easier on you with this new air compressor for spray painting. Delivers 2¼ cu. ft. air per minute with your ¼ hp motor. Use it for tire inflating, insecticiding, too. Compressor, tank, gauge and regulator, $12.95 post paid from Roberts Electric Co., Dept. L., 849 W. Grand Ave., Chicago 22, Illinois.
A GOOD CUP OF COFFEE is one that's made the way you like it. Make it yourself in this aluminum "one cup" coffee maker. Fits any cup... add your favorite ground coffee and hot water. At this price, every member of the family can have coffee made to individual taste. $1.00 from Magic Mold, Dept. OL, 467 Livonia Ave., Brooklyn 7, New York.
PROTECT YOUR FINGERS, and your temper, by using these hook guards on your spinning lures and small plugs. Keeps them from becoming tangled in the tackle box. With these guards, you can comfortably carry lures in your pocket. Cork circles measure about an inch in diameter. Twelve for $1.00 from Bradlee Products, 550 Fifth Ave., New York.
THIS LITTLE GADGET is called a MagnaPower acid neutralizer. It's designed to replace the oil drain plug in your car's engine, and tests show that it'll give you more power, better performance, more speed and longer life —all by reducing acids in your engine. Specify make and year of car. $2.95 postpaid from Johns Mfg. Company, Dunellen, New Jersey.
Johns Mfg. Company
IMPROVE YOUR GOLF SCORE by setting up your own private golf range. This portable tent-duck range can be set up anywhere... measures only 8'x8'x6'. You'll be able to clip strokes off your score after a few sessions. Range comes fully equipped with poles, stakes, fittings, etc. $21.45 postpaid, from Defender Textile Corp., 425 Broadway, New York, N.Y.
The evening airliner out of Rochester soars above the plains of west-central New York State. Pilot and co-pilot gaze down into the darkness, then grin and exchange knowing glances. Far below, innumerable creek mouths twinkle with bobbing lights.
The urge to travel and get away from it all reached a new high during the past winter, with every plane, cruise boat, and freighter loaded to the propellers with pallid, tense, south-going vacationists seeking sun and relaxation. Islands that used to be just unpronounceable names on a map have suddenly become part of one’s everyday vocabulary.
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.
Lion, leopard, serval cat, cheetah—all bagged within a few days by a single hunter. Has it ever been done before?
Whenever I think of Africa I remember our hunting' camp in the great cat country along the Simiyu River in Tanganyika—and one of my most vivid memories is the way it looked at dawn. The night was still very dark when our personal boys woke us up. One moment I’d be lost to the world.
Slowly dying of hunger and cold, seven men huddled in the wilds. And the whole world wondered, "Will they be found?"
ROBERT J. MUILLINS
vanstone and I lowered our net over the side of the crude raft and watched anxiously as it sank through the choppy water. It wasn’t much of a net—20 feet of linen mesh, weighted at the bottom and with a row of floats along the top. So far it had taken only one fish, a sucker less than a foot long.
World-record angler shows our salt-water editor why yellowtails win popularity contests on the West Coast
Lefty, my host and distant cousin, had anchored his cruiser near some kelp beds a few miles north of San Diego. Our hooks were baited with whole mackerel, supported by a pair of powerful rods, and our 12/0 reels were filled with sash-size lines.
A full day on the Shannon, I'd been promised. And I got it, though the salmon fishing started near sundown and ended at dark
RAYMOND R. CAMP
The average angler’s inability to profit by experience—his own or another’s—is legendary. Take me. As a young man making a summer tour in Europe I bore with me several letters of introduction from a relative. These epistles, I was assured, would open the doors of friends whose knowledge of local customs and scenes would make my travels more interesting and broadening.
The grizzlies of the new Yukon hunting country have never seen man—and take quick offense at intruders
Safety Pins Hold Flies
It was September 14, 1953, and winter was rapidly sweeping down from the Arctic Circle, a hundred miles or so to the north. I knew we could lose no more time getting out of the country, for we were deep in the interior of a vast, unmapped, and unexplored region of the Yukon.
The howl of a wolf drifted up the river. Another joined it, then another, until a chorus of spine-tingling sound filled the air. “Talk to ’em, Queenie,” I said. “YawwoooOOOooonnnmmmmoooo . . .” The seductive song of a lonely lady wolf came from the black sled dog, who was three-quarters wolf.
Civilization retreats and the wall-eyes are big and wild in this wilderness fishing spot
KEITH C. SCHUYLER
I give you five bucks for that plug right now,” Drake said. Johnson just sat back and laughed at him. “Seven dollars.” Even I laughed at that, and I hadn’t found anything amusing since a wall-eyed pike had made off with part of my line and my best plug about 15 minutes before.
A man who's battled them for years tells you how and where to get them—and with whàt
The pool was as hot as a firecracker. I hooked a rainbow the second cast and he went through the gamut of rainbow tricks. He hopped out, stood on his head, swapped ends, and bucked around that pool until I was dizzy. Then he pulled a last stunt, a tail-walking job that carried him into some upjutting tree branches.
I was cocky first time out for these birds. Mr. Bell forgot to say they were dangerous
New World-Record Heads
Tape Skid proofs Shoes
New Magazine on Beagles
The trouble was I killed the first duck I shot at during this, my first, year of hunting. Worse, I managed to down the first dove I fired on, the first rail, the first squirrel, and the first rabbit. I had been breaking trap and skeet targets with reasonable regularity.
I'd never shot anything, never killed, until I met those painted and plumed savages during a sing-sing in the jungles of the South Pacific
I had never hunted before, and the sweat was running stickily down beneath my faded suntans as I stood in grass over my head and listened to the screams. Somewhere in the grass there was a wild pig, and a lot of people who carried clubs and spears thought I was going to shoot it. It was an interval in a war. You remember how the war smoldered through the South Pacific jungles and had to be painfully stamped out.
The author had 20 years' experience, but hadn't caught on to the secrets this fishpond expert knew
Working Out a Backlash
To Keep Herring Fresh
There are seven big bass in this pond,” Harley Berg said. “Then there’s a raft of the saddest-looking runts you ever saw—bass so anemic they ought to be spoon-fed.” Harley is a combination game warden, biologist, and angler who, in his younger days, was known throughout the Southwest as a band leader and clarinet player.
Uncle never hunted deer but he had it all figured — it was just like finding a goat in a hill pasture
Uncle Tead is old. When I was a child I thought of him as an old man. I don’t know his age, but like old soldiers, he’ll never die. He’ll turn into a wily old catfish, he’s caught so many, and nobody will ever be able to catch him. Last fall I caught up with him in age.
Here's how expert bowmen get their pronghorn antelope. And there's plenty of good dope you riflemen can use.
Smooth Oars and Paddles
To Tighten Loose Joint
BYRON W. DALRYMPLE
Fred Bear, on all fours, peered through chicken wire festooned with sagebrush. Motionless in the chilly Wyoming dawn, he held his breath, as taut as the string of the hunting bow beside him. I hunched in a corner of our 10-foot-square blind.
How to get rid of yellow jackets. This easy stunt saved our trip
WILLIAM W. MICHAEL
We might have laughed off Joe Perkins’s suggestion for cleaning yellow jackets out of our fishing camp in the back country of the California Sierras if we hadn’t been a little desperate. As it was, the venom-tailed devils had stung us until we were ready to try anything.
A veteran angler says it bluntly: A nymph is the best. Properly presented, it will fool any trout that swims
Match Book Hones Hook
What would you give, gentlemen, for a lure that will take trout consistently every day of the season in any condition of water and weather? There is such a lure, and you can get it for a few cents a copy in almost any sporting-goods store, or you can make it yourself if you’re handy with thread and scissors.
If you haven’t already been bitten by the dry-fly bug, let me warn you: It’s an angling system that can enslave you. I speak from the heart, because I’ve had the disease off and on since I first started fishing some 55 years ago. The excitement of watching a trout strike a floating dry fly is hard to match with any bait or lure fished unseen under the surface, and the anticipation of a visible strike, as your fly drifts over a promising pool, is a hypnotic thing in itself.
You can avoid a clean-up job and a messy creel if you line the creel with a sheet of aluminum foil before you start out fishing. In hot weather, the foil will help to insulate the fish against the sun’s heat and keep them fresh.
Question : Where can I find out how to preserve fresh salmon eggs to be used as trout bait?—Harley E. Duelo, Calif. Answer : As far as I know all the commercial processes for preserving salmon eggs are trade secrets. Here’s how to prepare your own: Using large eggs that are fresh and firm, open the egg sac and pour hot water over the eggs to separate them from the membrane.
When I stopped the car on the rough ranch road that July morning, dawn was breaking and sunrise wasn’t far away. Over to the east a coppery flare behind the black silhouette of a high, jagged range showed where the sun would push into the sky, and one little cloud, already touched by its rays, was as red as if it had been used to stanch a wound.
In a recent issue I passed on some dope I’d received on chronographed velocities of factory ammunition fired in .357 Magnum revolvers with various barrel lengths. Figures showed considerable velocity loss with the shorter barrels. Since then, .357 Magnum lovers have been letting the air out of my tires and taking potshots at me from behind fences and telegraph poles, so I’ve borrowed three .357 revolvers from the Smith & Wesson factory, enlisted the services of Ronnie King, a handgun enthusiast, got the use of Vernon Speer’s Potter Counter Chronograph, and gone to work.
Great strides have been made lately in developing outboard-powered boats for open-water fishing. What’s more, the manufacturers will probably give increasing attention to models that are really suitable for serious fishing, including the offshore kind.
New steel pier with rollers and a husky winch doubles as a marine railway: adjustable legs permit lowering of outer end. It’s said one person can haul out a good-size boat. If you have a bailing tube or drain in your transom you can get a brass-and-Neoprene plug that locks watertight with the turn of a wing nut.
Although the first tents were of the round or lean-to types, the wall tent dates well back into ancient times. Genghis Khan lived in a kind of wall tent, made of black felt, that measured some 26 ft. square and was set on a platform cart with wood wheels.
Question: Raccoons have increased tremendously here on Queen Charlotte Island, British Columbia, to the point they’ve become a menace to wildfowl. Since coon furs are worthless here, and there is no bounty, little hunting is done. But if people knew the food value of the raccoon, and an appetizing way of cooking it, perhaps things would be different.
When you want to give half a dozen campers or barbecue guests a treat serve this traditional Southern food. 1 4-lb. stewing chicken 2 lb. boiling beef 2 lb. lean lamb 1 lb. salt pork 6 potatoes 6 onions 6 carrots 2 green peppers 2 tomatoes ½ cup rice Salt and pepper
I wish everyone who likes to watch good pointers and setters work bobwhites over ideal shooting country had been with me at the fifth annual National Shooting Dog Championship which was run at Union Springs, Ala., the last week in February.
Question: My basset hound, about a year old, barks a great deal during the day although she is quiet at night. I’ve whipped her with a newspaper but to no avail. Is there anything else I can do? — William C. Bowen, Mich. Answer: Barking is a natural habit that sometimes cannot be stopped, especially in hounds.
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.
Bayonet bags coyote. Andrew Tennison, Okmulgee, Okla., wakened at dawn by uproar in chicken yard, saw coyote killing chickens as they came from their roost. Had no usable firearm, but did have old army rifle with bayonet. Detached bayonet, ran from house, threw bayonet.
AIR RAID. Winter kill of fish can be caused by too much free oxygen in water, as well as a lack of it, says Thomas L. Wirth, Wisconsin fisheries biologist. Having discovered crappies, bullheads, and suckers lying on their sides under the ice in the Manitowoc River, Wirth investigated and found that the water contained more than 40 parts of free oxygen per million—the richest concentration he’d ever heard of.