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Village Squire, 1975-01, Page 9average farm dog didn't care too much for bush work. He cared even Tess after meeting a porcupine or a skunk. Charlie trapped mostly without a dog and his first trap line had to be laid out with school attendance in view. One simply couldn't spend three or four hours trapping, say in the morning, then drop into school and continue one's education in the afternoon. He laid out a line which started on the small stream almost at his door, followed that to the river, continued on the river for a mile or so, then led back to the school on another creek. Over all this was about three miles. If he did his morning chores before breakfast, he could leave early, spend some time on the line and be at school by nine o'clock. This was the fall trapping so no muskrats were involved: their furs were not prime until February. A more experienced trapper would have been content to follow the same traps home at four o'clock but Charlie was ambitious, he mapped out another line for the route home. This went through a mile or more of hardwood bush, then circled through a swamp to somewhere near his home. Skunks were the main object on this line. Charlie knew about skunks of course but he had never had a formal introduction. Foremost in his mind was that an average skunk pelt equalled an average day's pay in a more conventional occupation. He reasoned therefore that with perhaps one skunk a day on fhe one line and possibly a mink or coon every now and then on the other he would soon be well on his way to wealth and early retirement. It took several days to get the line laid out. It took much longer than he had expected to find suitable places for sets and get the traps and bait in location. There were all sorts of things to remember. For instance, one couldn't scatter traps along indiscriminately. Tim had made this clear. Someone's dog might get caught and this could lead to trouble. Tim recommended extreme caution. One should proceed quietly and be as much as possible invisible both to animals and humans. The fewer people who knew one was trapping the better. The first week of trap tending went by without an incident. Charlie learned to get up without being called and to do with less sleep. There was also a certain exhilaration in that early morning walk along the stream beds. The small creeks are always the focus of wild life from all around. Frogs and their pursuers, the bitterns and cranes were numerous. There was a coot and a cormorant. He did not know their names at the time. There were tracks of raccoon, muskrat and sometimes mink along the mud of the shore. He did not see any of these because in the first place most animals move around at night and in the second place he was being much too noisy. If one expects to see any wild animals in the bush, progress should be circumspect. It is possible to move quietly after some practice. There should be some attention as to where one steps, as in driving a car, it is necessary to know what is some distance ahead as well as that which is right in front. Above all the eyes should be alert all the time ready to spot something out of the ordinary or detect a flash of movement. 8, VILLAGE SQUIRE/JANUARY 1975 The human animals learns this slowly and never completely but constant repetition will make a man observant and skilful in this as in any other occupation. In his second week on the homeward trip he made his first catch, a skunk. As he neared the set he could see that there had been some confusion. Leaves and small plants were knocked around and when he followed the trail of minor destruction, there was the skunk. He had dragged the trap which was fastened to a clog or small limb into a hollow where there was a clump of ferns. His small beady eyes looked out from the brown foilage. He wasn't afraid, just annoyed. At no time in his short life had there ever been reason for fear. He stamped a foot, elevated his tail and prepared to annihilate this two legged colossus. Charlie took thought, he had heard from supposedly well informed sources that skunks could be dispatched in various ways without the usual distressing consequences. A bullet through the spine was one way. Tim had advised that this was all nonsense. "When you kill a skunk watch out for trouble," he had said. Charlie thought it was worth a try. He circled to get into position. The skunk turned too, arranging his batteries for a salvo. Here was the beginning of a small tragedy enacted many times in the woods. The strong preyed on the weak. Nature was no pity and neither had Charlie, he was part of the ecology of his time and place. Later he would BEFORE714.----"r" TV was something you just sat and watched. see the unfairness and cruelty of preying on wild animals, now he was an animal himself, part of a way of life. He got in position for an accurate shot with the rifle, the range was short, too short and he had not noticed that there was a slight breeze and it blew from the skunk to him. He fired and the shot was accurate and successful. The animal died almost immedi- ately but not before there was a shot of spray which dissipated quickly into a fine mist filling the air with an odor of a hundred thousand onions all peeled at once. It wasn't a filthy smell, there are lots worse, it was just shocking and overpowering. Charlie recover- ed quickly, he hung the skunk on a sapling, skinned it, then threw the carcass in a woodchuck burrow and set another trap at the entrance. He went home happily. The first he met there was Brother Ed. Ed registered shock and dismay. "For Pete's sake, what did you have to get mixed up with a skunk for?" "It was in my trap." "Well that's just fine, what's ma going to say when she smells you?" Ma said plenty. She disrobed Charlie after parting him from his precious skunk pelt. "It's all over your clothes, what ever are we going to do?" She knew that Charlie was trapping and in a vague way had resigned herself to some unpleasantness but this was a shocking introduction to the fur business. This Christmas give something the whole family can enjoy. Give a Zenith colour TV. SEE THE LARGE SELECTION AT: SEAIORTH [LCTRONICS SALES ,f,,, SERVICE • TV • RADIO • HI-FI • STEREO r ^0"GS27-1150 • 17 SPARLING STREET SEIAFORTH