On a Fox Hunt in the Endless Mountains

[Keavin Nelson]

Very nice day Frank, thanks for the post.

[Steve Hodges]

Just beautiful Frank, and what a great picture of your Fox and its game. Makes me anxious for this Wednesday when I travel to my friends property in Potter County to chase your beautiful whitetails with a bow.

[todd allen]

Frank, I hope you don't mind me jumping in.
This is on my friends Idaho mountain ranch.
We hunted mule deer on this ranch for years, always being surprised and startled by those grouse.
We learned to pack a couple of shotguns along.
The grouse numbers were good!
One year they had an invasion of sharp tails like I've never seen before!
We knew what to do.


Grouse Hunt Idaho .jpg

[edgarspencer]

Originally Posted by Daryl Corona

Edgar: Wonderful poem. Who composed it?

I'm not sure I can find it, but it was in an old (duh) issue of Harpers Weekly.

[Double Lab]

Either way, it's a great poem.

[Woodcock survey]

Originally Posted by edgarspencer

I'm not sure I can find it, but it was in an old (duh) issue of Harpers Weekly.

As i read it it said Archibald Rutledge to me. I usually do not like poetry and my english teacher granddaughter gave me a book of his poetry for christmas and it sounds like him and he did write for Harpers.

[Cold Spring]

On the poem posted by Edgar. Thank you. Here’s what my AI app came back with:

• I could not find an older printed source, an entry in a digitized 19th/20th-century poetry collection, or a widely published attribution that predates several social posts. That makes it likely this is a modern poem originally posted by (or attributed to) Athey Thompson rather than a public-domain classic.

[Mike of the Mountain]

Originally Posted by Daryl Corona

I can see why you have such love for those Endless Mountains Frank. Those trails look like they would lead to some memorable experiences. I love Vixen's look.

Edgar: Wonderful poem. Who composed it?

Daryl, that area is near the Machine Gun Shoot.

[Double Lab]

Originally Posted by Mike Koneski

Daryl, that area is near the Machine Gun Shoot.

I do remember Frank mentioning that. After seeing Grumpy and his buddy I don't think I want to hunt them but I won't turn down the opportunity if it arises.

[edgarspencer]

I found the magazine where this poem was published. It was written by Ira Sweet, and published in the June, 1903 issue of Recreation, on page 472

Originally Posted by edgarspencer

Frank, Your photos stir my memory of one of the few poems that ever had much of an impact on me. I may have shared this before, but indulge me.

I love the grand old forest when it's dressed in brightest green.
When the violets are blooming in the dells along the stream.
When it's sylvan shades are ringing with the song of many a bird,
And the woodland fairies' love notes through the pines are nightly heard.

I love the grand old forest when it's leaves are turning gold,
When the colors of the rainbow brightly gleam in every fold.
When the quail tunes up his whistle, and the partridge beats his drum,
And the siren voice of nature bids the woodland hunter come.

I love the grand old forest, when it's covered o'er with white.
When the silver moonbeams glisten on it's branches through the night.
When it's soft and fleecy carpet gives no echo to your tread,
And the only sound that lingers is the night wind overhead.

Yes, I love the grand old forest, through it's shifting, changing scene.
Whether white or gold and crimson, or beauteous shades of green.
For it brings me health and pleasure, as the swift years come and go,
And I'm better for an outing in the forest shades I know.