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Nevada County, California (PH 1-19)(1926) (19 pages)
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Page: of 19
JUST THE PLACE FOR A BIG BUCK
PLAY IN NEVADA COUNTY
It must be in the air, and mighty contagious, at that; for nearly
everyone here plays, and let the particular hobby be what it
may, Nevada County affords the playground. The business man
at work and the business man at play are merged into a dual
personality. The banker, for example, may be the personification
of decorum in his place of business; but meet him in the great
outdoors and you will note that the serious vencer has been left
behind and he romps and plays, or is again “just a boy.”
THE RESULT OF A DAY'S GROUSE SHOOT
It may be that hiking is his hobby. Iso, you will find him ona
holiday “all dolled up” with khaki and hiking boots, or, perhaps,
just wearing an old suit, secking the high hills or some cool river
canyon. Look for him on the trail to Banner Mountain—an
easy two hours’ hike from either Nevada City or Grass Valley—
and when the Forest Service Station is reached, what a revelation!
There a vast area of seventeen counties, extending from the
Sierran summit to the Coast Range, is spread to view.
Or, perhaps, you will find him along the banks of Deer Creek,
Bear River or one of the Yubas, and if it be blossom time he will
probably be admiring the wild azaleas, or the dogwood in bloom,
or searching the deep canyons for the timid red bell, or tiger lily
—this latter the flaming warrior of the wild flower family. Just
a word about this wonderful wild lily which seems almost to
offend with its tall stately stem crowned with large petals of
orange, spotted with brown. If the hiker knows well these canyons
he can take you where this lily lays aside its aggressive orange for
the color of snow, and where it is found clad in pure white it will
look as demure and modest as a bride dressed for the altar.
Again, it is possible that the banker's hobby is hunting. In
that case you will find him on holidays with his gun on his
shoulder and his favorite dog as a companion, secking, according
to season, deer, squirrel or rabbit, Cliche fur tribe, or grouse,
uail, doves and other game birds of the feathered tribe. Or,
the hunting season being closed, he may try his luck with some
of the predatory beasts, such as bear, fox and coon.
During the deer season you will be quite likely to find our sportloving friend along the ridges skirting a stream, hoping to flush
a buck. Perhaps his only companion will be a mongrel dog, not
much for size or looks, but chock full of dog enthusiasm for
giving a deer a run. To Mr. Buck this little, irrepressible ball of
color with its high pitched snapping voice is like a pestiferous
horsefly.
Following along the ridge, the hunter notes a small, rocky
eminence, the ideal pace for Mr. Buck to rest in lazy indolence
and sun himself while digesting a fill of clover nipped from some
neighboring farm. The hunter carefully estimates the knoll
to decide the probable course the deer will take, should one be
flushed. His hunting wisdom having indicated the probable
course, he selects for his stand a spot which commands a wide
clearing for a shot, and sends his impatient dog up the knoll to
beat the brush. .
A MORNING'S HUNT NEAR NEVADA CITY
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