20 THH ORBGON SPORTSMAN 
Fish that were planted in Four Mile Lake have been very suc- 
cessful, and many reports of the large numbers of fine fish have been 
printed in the Oregon Sportsman. Although it is unlawful to propagate 
. Dolly Varden trout, many of the mountain streams are literally alive 
with them and I have started out many times a few minutes just 
before meal time and caught a mess which were soon sizzling in the 
frying pan. 
As near as I could determine, the only fish failure—the only place 
where fish were planted that did not do well—was Diamond Lake, 
and I am sure that there are no fish in this body of water, although 
there were several thousand planted there. There is a falls in the 
Umpqua River, about a quarter of a mile below its source in the lake, 
and the fish probably went over this falls and were unable to return. 
Many different kinds of fur-bearing animals are quite plentiful 
in Klamath; also around the Upper lake and along many of the creeks 
and streams in the eastern part of the county I have seen a good 
deal of fresh beaver workings. 
Marten are quite plentiful in the foothills, according to reports 
of some trappers, and otter and mink are also to be had. Skunks 
and weasels are also caught, while there are also a large number of 
coyotes who bother and cause considerable damage among the sheep- 
men, 
A DEER HUNT IN WHEELER COUNTY 
By Oscar Matey, Condon, Oregon 
On Tuesday morning, September 5, myself and family left Condon 
to spend a few days camping on the head of Thirty Mile Creek in 
Wheeler County. We were joined by Dr. B. A. Cathie, of Condon, 
who relieved us of a part of our load, and we proceeded toward the 
tall timber. Upon reaching the spot on this creek where Frank 
Bennett turned loose the truck load of rainbow trout furnished by 
the State Fish and Game Commission, we stopped to make an examina- 
tion to see if the trout were still alive, and found the water to be 
fairly wiggling with small fish. 
Proceeding on up Thirty Mile Creek we made camp on the right- 
hand branch, at what is known as the Len Seavey cabin, just 32 
miles from Condon. After eating a hasty lunch and stretehing the 
tents, we left Mrs. Maley and the children to cut boughs for the 
beds, and the doctor and I shouldered our artillery and went for a 
look around to ascertain if we could find any sign of deer. The 
doctor went on the north side of the creek, and I on the left side. 
TY had not gone over one hundred and fifty yards from camp when I 
found where a buck deer had been laying in a thicket listening to us 
while we were making camp. I went on up the ridge and found 
plenty of deer sign. I did not see any deer, but everything looked 
mighty good. I returned to camp, but the doctor did not get in until 
nearly dark and reported seeing little sign of deer. 
The next morning the doctor and I were up and away early, both 
going on the south side of the creek where I had seen the signs of 
plenty of deer the night before. We parted company, and I had not 
gone over three-eighths of a mile from camp when I came upon four 
young bucks standing in the open, feeding. They saw me at about the 
same time that I saw them, and started to run, but one, more inquisi- 
tive than the others, stopped when about a hundred yards away. When 
I fired he started off and did not show any signs of being hit. I 
