When my late Brother was just getting started in the guide business he was a wrangler for Jack Beckman in Salmon Idaho. He didn’t stay in Salmon long before he moved to Wyoming to take a gas drill job the money was too good to pass up. One of the guys who ran mud pumps on the rigs was a long time trapper and my Brother started picking his brain. He tried to run a few trap lines when he was younger after spending some time with a trapper from Edmonton but was unsuccessful to say the least. But this old timer let my Brother tag along and from what he told me one season was a chance to learn more about game habits than he ever thought possible. That one season with a trapper was, according to him, the smartest move he ever made for no money. I spent some time with him deer hunting and his so called gut feelings were almost uncanny.
Rick
Last edited by Woodpecker; 01/06/24.
