Hello my name is Mike DiSalvo and welcome to my pages. I have been
trapping for 25 years. I got married in 1999, and introduced my sons
and daughter to trapping as well. In 2000 my youngest daughter (Charly) was born,
and she went out on the line before she could walk, and continues to go
trapping with me and her sissy (Teagan).
The boys have a bit to much on their plates to do much trapping right now, but hopefully
they'll come back when they have time.We did not get to do much trapping
this past season but we plan to try harder this coming fall. This is
my website and I have worked long and hard to make it the best I can,
so enjoy.
right in the
photo)passed away in 1998 one day after his 75th birthday. He taught me
how to trap coons, opossums, and muskrats. To read more about things I
learned from him visit thestories section
(Old men, Tattered jackets, and Smelly cars). My Father(on the
right of the lower picture) taught me how to trap foxes. Together they
showed me where to put my sets and why to put them there, how to use
lure and bait, how to read sign and tracks, how to pick my locations
for sets carefully, and how to put up my hides as good as the best of
them. My old trapping partner Arnold and I once took hides to an
auction in another state.We watched as the fur buyers looked over the
hides.
We talked of the
traplines we had run as children, and of going trapping with our
fathers and grandfathers. Arnold told me he never worried about his
traps or coons when Pop was trapping the same creek. He told me he
heard my Father was a great fox trapper, but had never met him. We
talked it over and finally he asked if I wanted to trap with him. I
thought about it for a good 5-10 seconds before saying yes.