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Yeah, A 145 grain .30-06 round blew out and temporarily blinded him. He shot 2 griz from about 50 yards iirc and the blowup happened when he shot the second one.

He knew he had at least one wounded bear but he couldn't see for awhile. He swore off using 145 grain loads after that.

I think I found him- Pilot

So, I always hear about these great thrift store finds, but when I go, most of the stuff looks like a beaver chewed on it a bit and then used it to wipe his ass.

Frank had a primer blow back or some such incident.
Both great books!

I live close to Frank's old Black Rapids Road House and have knocked around that area quite a lot. Windy SOB!

There are several photos around of Frank in his Filson Alaska Tuxedo.

Those old timers usually wore wool and covered all with a long wind shirt of heavy cotton nearly canvas.

The Game Warden mentioned was probably Sam White.

I also liked Jim Rearden's book about Slim Carlson the old trapper on Minchumina lake. It includes his very interesting annual grocery list......100 pounds of coffee....we Swedes drink a lot of coffee but two pounds a week will keep you wired for sure......I suspect he chewed some of it also.

I live in a retirement area. Lots of folks move here and their belongings get dumped in the thrift stores when they pass away.

Most of them took good care of their stuff.

Bella Vista, Hot Springs, or Mountain Home?

Russians in Siberia used to wear canvas pants and tops, with fur sewn inside, skin against the canvas, the fur against your skin.

Ha! I guess that explains why I seemed to visualize him wearing Filson!

Mountain Home. You in Arkansas JoeBob?

I want to thank everyone for the conversation. I didn't know if this topic would have any interest and I'm enjoying the discussion along with learning a lot.

Nope, barely out, but I'm from there and that is where I do all my hunting.

Well If you're ever in the neighborhood give a holler.

I'm guessing but out by sawmill creek, the hajdukovich creek probably isn't the same namesake?

I recall reading some flight books with Reiners name in it.

I really should buy some more books, those are good reading.

The discussion of '20's/30's clothing (and mention of elderly people passing on) reminds me that I've got a pair of CRAZY heavy wool sweaters worn by my grandparents in the 30's while driving in their open touring car. I was also given the horse hide jackets they wore over them, but think they might be at my folks house.

I own a couple Filson Waterfoul sweaters which are heavy, very high quality worsted wool garments, and the heaviest commercially available sweaters I've personally seen, but those old sweaters from my grandparents make them look like cheap knock-offs. My grandparents were VERY hard working, but probably weren't considered extraordinary at the time...............that's just how everyone lived. People in 1st world countries are so soft and spoiled today, and don't even realize it.

As far as people being tough in the old days, you ever see what they wore in the summer? It is amazing they were dropping out right and left. Photos of men in wool suits and hats in 100 degree heat.

I'll bet they were all some kind of rank.

One of the great things about wool is that it doesn't get as stinky as synthetics. I guess the bacteria that cause the odor don't live as well on the wool fibers. Another good thing (unless you're trying to block the wind) is that wool breathes. This makes wool clothing comfortable under a wide range of temperatures, even pretty warm temps. Nowdays you can get wool shirts and T-shirts that are pretty thin and appropriate for reasonably warm days. I use those when traveling where I can't get clothes laundered. I hate nylon and polyester.

About 1957, I found my late grandfather's hunting gear stored in a attic trunk. At the time, my hunting clothes were a navy pea coat with red bandanna pinned on back, jeans and artic galoshes . When I found his Woolrich coat. Woolrich double bottom, riding britches and lace up knee high leather boots. Thought I was about the luckiest teenager alive. The coat was great unless it got wet and the pants looked kinda silly but I wore them for years. The leather boots were flat out dangerous. Ever try side hilling on snow covered slopes wearing leather soles?

Yep,,,, that would explain it.

I actually felt remorse when the fur market crashed and Frank had to leave his beloved cabin and eventually find work with the government.
His years in that cabin sounded like pure heaven to me.

That book is actually on loan to me from a member here (Lonny). I better read it again before he remembers I have it.

I heard about it a few years ago from a friend (who's also a 'Fire member), and after reading it, bought a copy for my dad to enjoy. For a non publicized book, I'm continually surprised by how many people I've visited with who've read it..........my mechanic for instance, just last week.

Come to think of it, I have "The Mad Trapper from Rat River" on loan to him.

Coincedence or just good books? Probably a little of both, but good thread either way.