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In writing to Advertisers mention Forest and Stream, 
Further Notes 
on Drumming 
Crouse 
By W. A. 
| SEE in your magazine an argument 
as to the why and the way of a 
grouse drumming on: his chosen log out 
in woods. When I was a boy, about 
fourteen or thereabouts, I moved with 
my folks into the northern part of the 
southern peninsula of Michigan (Char- 
levoix Co.). The country was new 
then, very few homes or towns, that 
part havingy been an Indian’ reserva- 
tion until the early ’70s. There were 
no schools and we children didn’t have 
much to keep us busy. My biggest con- 
cern was to keep our yoke of oxen from 
straying out of the country. During 
this time I learned much of natural 
wild life, and how it lived, and died. 
Grouse were very plentiful then, and 
guns were scarce, so we had the time 
honored bow and arrow. I am not go- 
ing to tell about how much game we 
got that way, ’twas mighty little, but 
we did learn to sneak up close without 
scaring the game, and we saw many in- 
teresting things in the home life of wild 
things, and they were our friends, in a 
way. When hunters came we used to 
send them somewhere else, where we 
were not acquainted -with the forest 
people, but that is all gone, with my 
youth. 
In my trips in the woods I often 
heard the grouse drumming and at 
first I could not tell whether it was 
near or far, but going in one direction, 
then in another, I soon learned how to 
tell where the racket came from. People 
used to tell one that it was a grouse 
drumming on: a log and some went so 
far as to say that the grouse would 
beat the log with his wings, and the 
hollow log gave out the sound; but I 
crawled about a hundred yards one day 
and saw the grouse and he was very 
busy. He was,standing straight up 
and the log wasn’t hollow, so I knew 
that my friends had stretched their 
imagination some and I guessed I would 
see for myself. I was too far away to 
see plainly, but I did see him drum 
six or eight times and then a hen grouse 
hopped up on the log about fifteen feet 
from him and they walked on the log 
to meet, and they smoothed their 
feathers like pigeons do; then they 
hopped off the log and walked about 
sixty yards to a little patch of ground 
hemlock and disappeared. 
Since they had walked nearly at right 
angles to my line of vision, I could see 
them quite plainly, until they got to 
the brush, and as they didn’t come out 
I circled around and came to the patch 
of brush on the side away from the 
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drumming log. (I didn’t want them 
to know that I had found their drum- 
ming spot, as I intended to see again 
and get closer). As I walked past the 
brush I could see the hen grouse on a 
nest, (I verified that later) but the 
cock grouse I didn’t see any moré that 
day. ; 
On another occasion I got to the end 
of the log (about forty feet) but I 
couldn’t see very plainly on account of 
brush and in trying to get a better view 
he saw me and went away in a hurry. 
Then I wanted to know more about 
how it was done and how a bird of that 
size could make such a big noise. As 
I knew a number of other drummers I 
took up the trail in that direction. I 
found one on the point of a hill well 
surrounded with thick brush and after 
my seventh try I got close to him and 
learned how he drummed. He was busy 
when I got there and it teok me about 
an hour. He didn’t drum all that time, 
though. Between performances he 
rested, walked around, smoothed his 
feathers, ate a few buds from a blue 
beech and last, but not least, kept look- 
ing everywhere. I think he looked 
right through me several times, but I 
froze so he didn’t care. Anyone who 
has never tried to stalk a drummer has 
no idea of the patience required: it’s 
very seldom done. 
Well, owing to an old stump and fine 
brush I finally got to within six feet 
of him and saw him perform eight 
times, as I was the only audience I 
didn’t applaud. I was busy learning 
how. The hen didn’t come that day. 
This is the “how” as near as I can 
describe it. He would walk to his 
chosen place on the log (as far as I 
know they always use the same spot on 
the log), and give a flip or two with his 
wings, then straighten up, spread his 
tail out fan-like and straight back, 
about right angles to his back, at the 
same time throwing his wings out from 
his body and back, making a _ short 
stroke, (not as they fly, but the shoulder 
or forward part when the wing is 
folded), the tip of the wing touching 
his legs. The tips of all the wing 
feathers touched the body at the same 
time and about the same place. The 
shoulder being held out from the body 
about an inch, at the completion of 
the stroke the wing is upright, shoulder 
about one inch from body, the feathers 
on the front of the wing where they 
touch, along the breast, and the tips of 
the wing feathers at the bottom next 
the log are all pressed against the body. 
It will identify you. 
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