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Confessions of a Hunter

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By Andy Anderson 

I was about 12 or 13 years old, hunting on my own. I picked my own spot out, did the work to build a tree stand, plant a food plot and set up a feeder. I hadn’t gotten a deer yet but I was determined. My dad had bought me a Rossi 357 to use, open sights and I practiced often with it. I was a good shot, but there was something about my dad’s rifle that attracted me to want to use it. It was a bolt action .270 with a scope. I had been with my dad on multiple occasions when he took a deer I just knew that’s what I needed when I went hunting.

It was a cool December evening as I was about to head out to the deer stand to try my luck. Standing at the gun cabinet, I stared at that rifle. I mustered up the courage to ask if I could take it out. “Sure. Just be careful,” my dad said. That moment I felt older, like I was bigger and more capable. It had a sling, mine didn’t. I slung the rifle up on my shoulder. It was nearly as long as I was tall. I grabbed the rest of my gear and headed out.

I had built my deer stand out of some scrap wood, a few two by fours wedged between the forks of the main branches of an old oak tree about eight feet up. Overlooking an oat patch, I sat waiting, watching the squirrels run about, playing, and stealing corn from the feeder, and birds flying in and out, calling out to each other. The smells of fresh earth filled the air, the tree croaked and groaned as the wind blew, leaves fell ever so gently to the ground.

The sunlight was beginning to fade, and the air was getting cooler. It was getting late, that time of day that Dad said was prime time for the deer to move. My legs began to cramp, I needed to stand and stretch. I leaned the rifle opposite where I wanted to rise. Slowly I stood, one foot in the fork of the tree, the other just extended out for some much needed relief.

Just as the pain subsided, I heard something: A rustling sound through the underbrush. I froze, watching, listening intensely for what it was. It was getting louder and closer. I looked to the rifle and began devising a plan to retrieve it without making any noise. I slowly began to sink down onto the two-by-four seat, balancing myself on one foot. My heart beating hard, I felt it pounding in my chest.

Just as I began to grasp the rifle, the sound stopped. It was quiet for a few minutes, then I heard just a slight rustling. Oh man, he’s getting closer I thought to myself. I lifted the rifle with both hands bringing it onto my lap ready to shoulder it when needed.

To read more pick up a copy of the December 2017 NTFR issue. To subscribe call 940-872-5922.

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The Deadliest Prairie in Texas

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By Shannon Gillette

The Salt Creek Prairie with its rolling natural grasses and rampant wildflowers was a deceptive backdrop to the most dangerous prairie in Texas.  Located in the northern section of Young County, the prairie absorbed an abundant amount of blood, shed from the battles between the encroaching white man and the Indians desperately trying to hold on to their home lands.

The Salt Creek Prairie was the location of several encounters between the Kiowa, Comanche and the area ranchers.  The Indian Raid of Elm Creek on Oct. 13, 1867, resulted in the death of seven ranchers, five former Confederate Soldiers, the kidnapping of six women and children and the theft of 10,000 head of cattle.  On May 18, 1871, the prairie witnessed another massacre when the Warren Wagon Train was hit by Kiowa under the command of Satanta, Satank and Big Tree.  Seven members of the wagon train were murdered and forty-one mules stolen.  But perhaps one of the bloodiest encounters was the Salt Creek fight on May 16, 1869.

Eleven cowboys under the watchful eye of their foreman, Captain Ira Graves were in the process of rounding up about five hundred head of their cattle about five miles southeast of present day Olney, Texas.  The ranch hands were William Crow, John and George Lemley, C. L. Carter, Jason McClain, W. C. Kutch, J. W. Gray, Henry Harrison, Rube Secris, Joe Woody and a former slave known as Dick.   They had noticed signs of recent Indian activity and were vigilant as they gathered the herd together.  Each was armed with cap and ball six shooters.  They had pointed the cattle towards the ranch and had made about four miles headway when they noticed a few more head grazing in the distance.  Graves sent Carter and Kutch to gather them up.  They had advanced about two miles when they spotted a large band of Indians approaching fast.  Carter and Kutch could have taken cover in the sparse timber, but realized they would be leaving their companions in serious danger.  The two groups met in the middle and tried to take cover in a small ravine that drained into the Salt Creek.  The shallow-make shift fox hole offered very little protection.

The Indians attacked again and again.  Arrows rained down on the cowboys in a continuous stream of painful blows.  They attacked and retreated and attacked and retreated, but each time were met with volleys of gunfire from the small group of ranch hands. Each time the Indians retreated, they conferenced with their leader, who had stationed himself on a small hill away from the battle.  After six hours of the constant onslaught, Graves developed a plan.  When the Indians retreated, he ordered his men to stand and wave as wildly as they possibly could. The band of Indians, numbering over fifty strong, retreated for a final time, leaving the small band of cowboys alone.

As the dust settled the ranch hands evaluated their losses.  In Kutch’s personal account given several years later, he described the aftermath: “Wm. Crow had been dead for several hours, and C. L. Carter had a severe arrow wound in his body, and had been also painfully injured with a rifle ball.  John Lemley was mortally wounded in the abdomen with an arrow; J. W. Gray had been twice struck with rifle balls, once in the body and one in the leg; W. C. Kutch had two arrow heads in his knee and one in his shoulder; Jason McClain had been twice wounded with arrows; Rube Secris had his mouth badly torn, and his knee shattered; Geo Lemley had his face badly torn, and an arrow wound in his arm; and Ira Graves and Dick were also wounded.”  Harrison was sent to Harmison Ranch for help. 

The exhausted and wounded cowboys braved a very long and frightful night.  With great relief, the morning hours brought the welcome sight of an incoming wagon.  The rescuers patched the wounded as well as they could and sent word that doctors were needed desperately.  The doctors did not arrive until a full twenty-four hours later. Carter passed away the next day from the injuries received during the battle.  Two years later, McClain died while on another cattle drive.  The cause of his death was blamed on the substantial injuries incurred on that fateful day in 1869.

While today the prairie grasses still wave and the wildflowers bloom in gorgeous arrays of colors nestled between cactus and mesquite, the blood shed is a distant memory.  On crisp spring mornings it is easy to picture the deadly predicament that the cowboys faced. 

This article originally appeared in the January 2016 issue of NTFR.

 

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Preparing Spring Gardens

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By Hannah Claxton | Editor

The North Texas area is located within USDA Hardiness zones seven and eight. The zones are categorized by predicted low temperatures for winter and timing of the first and last frosts.

Zone seven usually has winter low temps between 0 and 10 degrees F with the average date of the first frost falling between Oct. 29 and Nov. 15 and the average date of the last frost falling between March 22 and April 3.

Overall, these two zones have similar climates and growing conditions, making the options for timing and variety within a garden very similar.

In these zones, cool-season crops should go in the ground in March, meaning that soil preparation should start now.

To read more, pick up a copy of the January edition of North Texas Farm & Ranch magazine, available digitally and in print. To subscribe by mail, call 940-872-5922.

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Equine Vaccinations

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By Heather Lloyd

Vaccinations are a critical component of maintaining the health and well-being of horses, especially in environments where they are exposed to other animals, such as in the sport, show and performance arenas. Horses, like all animals, are susceptible to various infectious diseases that can spread quickly and cause serious harm.

A routine vaccination schedule helps prevent the spread of these diseases by preparing the horse’s immune system.

To read more, pick up a copy of the November edition of North Texas Farm & Ranch magazine, available digitally and in print. To subscribe by mail, call 940-872-5922.

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