"Never get discouraged by textbooks and scientists," he said. "Go ahead on your own."
TROUBLE IN ARKANSAS
Chester Robertson is a Chicago oilman and sportsman who long ago concluded that tarpon on light tackle are the ultimate in game fishing, which is a reasonable conclusion. Then Robertson encountered a 202-pound alligator gar a couple of months ago in the White River of Arkansas. By the time he reached home he was still bubbling over the experience, and when he encountered Jack R. Griffin, conductor of the Chicago Sun-Times column The Great Outdoors, he had this to say:
"Honest, I didn't think there was that kind of animal left since the dinosaur went out of fashion.
"I floated the White River out of DeWitt. It's like another land—geese blotting out the sky, deer like cattle and wild turkey.
"In time, we pulled into a sand bar. I put a two-pound chunk of meat on a treble hook and threw it out in the water.
"In a little while, the reel started clicking and the guide said it was a big one.
"I couldn't see where this was going to be so much. But that was before I picked up the rod. When I did, that thing took off like a coyote scaled with a hot iron.
"No tarpon I ever saw ever raised half as much rumpus. That evil thing made a leap clean out of the water, snapping like a mad dog.
"When one of those critters opens its mouth, it's like looking down the throat of an alligator. I wanted to drop everything and run, but there was no place to go.