Wisdom in the Wild
Posted: Mon Apr 19, 2010 1:15 pm
Hi Guys,
> Hope you'll enjoy reading this:
To every gun lover and outdoors man there can be no greater pleasure that sitting around a camp fire after bagging a trophy or meat for the pot. The sound of crackling firewood punctuated with the nocturnal sound of the jungle is music to the ears. Not to forget the swigs of XXX rum from tin cups while cleaning the guns that catch the glint from the leaping flames … these are what memories of made of.
What’s more interesting are the stories that go around. Delightfully with every succeeding swig of XXX the size of the antlers of the trophy bagged grows and so does the length of the trout caught! As absurd as it may sound, one never gets tired of listening to them.
Jungle lores are a treat to listen. Well here’s a true story I read a long time ago in the magazine Field & Stream that carried wonderful articles on hunting & fishing.
A farmer in Idaho had a hunting lodge on the periphery of the jungle. Apart from farming he also acted as a guide to hunters seeking Deer and other game. To keep him company, he had a ferocious looking German shepherd, which during nights was kept tethered to a 15ft leash that was tied to a 3ft wooden pole driven to the ground, which helped the dog to move about freely.
As usual the farmer before sunset placed a plate full of mince meat for his dog and returned to the porch of his hunting lodge. All of a sudden all hell broke loose. The German shepherd was barking his lungs out and frantically jumping up and down. Thinking that some wild animal has strayed in from the jungle, the farmer turned to look, and what he saw was the unfolding of an unbelievable jungle drama.
A fox had wandered in and was eyeing the plate of mince meat kept for the dog, but well out of the German shepherd’s reach. While the dog was in frenzy the fox was coolly eyeing the meal. The fox then slowly got up and keeping his distance from the dog began to run in circles, while the dog kept chasing him in vain. Soon the tether began winding itself around the pole till the dog was virtually tied sung to the pole. The fox then walked up to the plate, picked it up and took it beyond the reach of the dog and leisurely ate the mince meat and disappeared into the jungle.
The farmer was simply astounded by what he saw. Now we know what it means when we say ‘as cunning as a fox’!!!
Cheers
Brihacharan
> Hope you'll enjoy reading this:
To every gun lover and outdoors man there can be no greater pleasure that sitting around a camp fire after bagging a trophy or meat for the pot. The sound of crackling firewood punctuated with the nocturnal sound of the jungle is music to the ears. Not to forget the swigs of XXX rum from tin cups while cleaning the guns that catch the glint from the leaping flames … these are what memories of made of.
What’s more interesting are the stories that go around. Delightfully with every succeeding swig of XXX the size of the antlers of the trophy bagged grows and so does the length of the trout caught! As absurd as it may sound, one never gets tired of listening to them.
Jungle lores are a treat to listen. Well here’s a true story I read a long time ago in the magazine Field & Stream that carried wonderful articles on hunting & fishing.
A farmer in Idaho had a hunting lodge on the periphery of the jungle. Apart from farming he also acted as a guide to hunters seeking Deer and other game. To keep him company, he had a ferocious looking German shepherd, which during nights was kept tethered to a 15ft leash that was tied to a 3ft wooden pole driven to the ground, which helped the dog to move about freely.
As usual the farmer before sunset placed a plate full of mince meat for his dog and returned to the porch of his hunting lodge. All of a sudden all hell broke loose. The German shepherd was barking his lungs out and frantically jumping up and down. Thinking that some wild animal has strayed in from the jungle, the farmer turned to look, and what he saw was the unfolding of an unbelievable jungle drama.
A fox had wandered in and was eyeing the plate of mince meat kept for the dog, but well out of the German shepherd’s reach. While the dog was in frenzy the fox was coolly eyeing the meal. The fox then slowly got up and keeping his distance from the dog began to run in circles, while the dog kept chasing him in vain. Soon the tether began winding itself around the pole till the dog was virtually tied sung to the pole. The fox then walked up to the plate, picked it up and took it beyond the reach of the dog and leisurely ate the mince meat and disappeared into the jungle.
The farmer was simply astounded by what he saw. Now we know what it means when we say ‘as cunning as a fox’!!!
Cheers
Brihacharan