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Lessons from an Apache Scout, Part 3 by Mark Hatmaker

 


We continue with the lessons we can reap from master scout of the Southwest American Frontier & Africa, Mr. Burnham. See Part 1, and Part 2 for full immersion.]

At this time, I used to practise incessantly with the pistol, with both right and left hands, and especially from a galloping horse.”

·        How you train is how you will fight.

·        Static range time was not the way of these early Hosses.

·        Movement and chaotic movement at that.

Mr. Burnham advises that we learn more from rough times than we do the every day nice and easy times we wallow in, day in, day out.

In order to know life as it really is, it is necessary once in a while to be the under dog.”

Ask yourself, who is the wiser, the man in the field doing it or the man on the couch viewing the how-to video?

As compared to Arizona, California seemed a free and happy country where Law reigned but, at that time, was not carried to the point of prescribing what one should say, write, think, eat, drink, love, or hate. The Reformers had not arrived, but if a crime was committed, the offender was usually captured and punished.”

·        Proscriptive laws/mores were hard and fast for the Universal Ethical Standards.

·        The hewing to party creed and punctilios of this or that fashion, not so much.

·        Freedom, responsibility and disdain of lockstep were of higher value.

On lessons learned from the stark Apache Ways.

Most amateur sleuths and scouts would quit the vigil after three days, and many after one day, but an Apache will lie on a rocky point for many days and make no trail or sign. His whole equipment consists of a gourd of water, a piece of dried meat or jerky, and a little mescal, mesquite beans, or a handful of parched corn meal. Every film of smoke, dust cloud, or glint of light on the desert below will be noted, as well as the flight of every bird and the movements of the few desert animals. Patience, patience, and then more patience! The Indian scout will make a little buried fire of smokeless dry twigs, warm up the ground all the afternoon, bury the embers under the earth, and then lie on the warm spot until toward morning, when it will have cooled again. Then he will make a tiny fire of two crossed sticks, wrap his blanket around him, if he has one, and doze and freeze by turns until the sun once more brings warmth and another day of silence and watching.”

Ask yourself, many of us think of ourselves as Hombres/Hombrettes with grit for a core, how do you stack up against this standard?

On the Apache and like cultures he admires.

What the white scout has to learn from the Indian is the power to endure loneliness, as well as stoical indifference to physical pain. The Boers of the high veldt, the Tauregs and Bedouins of the desert, and the Apaches, have this power in a superlative degree.”

On making gear choices based on Indigenous experience.

“You keep with you your light shoes or Mexican tawas (a kind of moccasin and legging combined, and very useful in a thorny country.)”

·        I can vouch—I have tested top-rated desert hiking boots in desert and cactus country and moccasins.

·        The moccasins won hands down for contact, comfort and raising the attention game.

A trail-running hack from Mr. Burnham. [Hundreds upon hundreds of such tips and tactics in our upcoming book on El Camino del Hombre del País [Way of the Man of the Country.]

Again my legs took command — and no Apache could compete. I ran with a strange sense of strength, clinging to the trail, and at dark I reached a sandy arroyo where I doubled on my trail for a hundred yards and then threw myself flat on my back and put my heels on a bit of driftwood a few inches higher than my head. This relieves blood pressure better than anything else I know, and eases the breathing.”

[On the lost art of Indian Running—we revive this skill in the aforementioned book El Camino del Hombre del País [Way of the Man of the Country.]

 

It was my good fortune to find service, at one time or another, under such remarkable men as Al Sieber, Archie McIntosh, and Fred Sterling. Every commanding officer in the Apache wars suffered from lack of information as to where the Indians were and from the difficulty of getting in touch with them. It was for this reason that Crook, Miles, Chaffee, and Lawton made frequent use of fast-running Indian scouts. It is a mistake to suppose that a cowboy is a fleet man in the mountains. He is a superb horseman, but he will trudge miles to catch a horse so that he may ride a mile. There are very few white men who can or will make long runs on foot, and no horseman can overtake an Apache on foot in rough mountains such as those of Arizona. Through the Indian games of my childhood and my hunting afoot in the mountains of California, I had developed a swift and silent pace which enabled me to scout in the Apache, country without fear of being caught, even if sighted. For an untrained white man to be seen in an Indian country is to be caught if the Indians so mind. There were a few old-time trappers who could out-foot the Apaches, but they were already old men when I was on the frontier.”

[See our article on Apache Running for more insight.]

Much more to be learned from Mr. Burnham and others of his ilk…another day.

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