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THE PRAIRIE HISTORIANS
WALTONVILLE, ILLINOIS 62894
THE BIG OTTER HUNT OF 1924
The only otter known to be found in
Jefferson County was killed in Elk Prairie
Township by Jim Loman and his brother
Homer. It weighed 42 pounds. It was quite
a sly animal and it took some doing to out-
smart it.
It's tracks were first seen near the
Abner Cemetery, south and west of Nason.
The timber used for piling for the Nason
Mine was shipped in from the northern part
of the United States on railroad flatcars.
Since Abner Cemetery is near to the mine it
was finally decided that the otter must have
come in on one of the railroad cars and when
the cars were stopped at the mine it jumped
to the ground and took off.
One morning "Red" Roberts was near
the Abner Cemetery with his dogs, going on a
hunting trip and the dogs followed the tracks
of this otter. They chased it to Lost Knob
Pond and then chased it south to Ackley
Pond. About one mile south of Ackley
Pond the otter ran into Little Awkward
Creek and went west of the Big Muddy
River. It had made many tracks here on
the bank so "Red" stopped to check them
very closely trying to decide what kind of an
animal it was. The tracks looked very much
like goose tracks. He then went to the home
of Sam Reynolds and told him about those
odd animal tracks he had just seen. Some of
the neighborhood men went to look at the
tracks and they finally all decided it was the
tracks of an otter.
After much chasing and much slyness
on the part of the otter, Jim Loman finally
caught it with his two old hound dogs, Rowd
and Rattler. It took a while though before
the dogs treed it in a big drift above Little
Awkward Creek on Big Muddy River. The
river was frozen over solid, but farther on
down there was an air hole through the ice,
and the otter discovered this. It would leave
the drift and go to the air hole, and the dogs
would find it and bark, and then the otter
would dive under the ice and race back to
the drift. He could dive under the ice faster
than the dogs could run on top of the ice.
The otter did this stunt many times. Finally
Homer Loman, brother of Jim, saw it leave
the air hole and move in beside a big log
in the drift. The dogs found it, but once
again it dived under the ice and ran back
to the air hole. Homer said, "now I know
just what that otter is up to and how he's
doing all of this". Next time the otter swam
back to the drift Homer was waiting for it and
shot it with his shotgun. It was wounded,
but went on into the drift, but some blood
came up to the top of the water, so they
followed the trail of blood into the drift
and the two dogs caught the otter. This was
the first, last, and only otter hunting spree
ever known in Elk Prairie Township.
*Note from submitter:
Jim Loman is my grandfather. My dad, who would
have been three years old at the time, told me he
remembered his dad and uncle Homer, walking
toward the house from the creek with the otter slung
over grandpa's shoulder. Dad said that while they were
still a ways from the house, he remembered his mom
saying that it looked like his dad had shot a bear.
Submitted by: Robert W. Loman rwlmn@aol.com
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