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Trapping Small Stream Muskrats

By Ralph Scherder

When most trappers get the urge to trap large numbers of muskrat pelts, they immediately scan maps to locate marshes, ponds and swamps for ideal habitat. Several scouting trips, a long first day of stringing steel and a sleepless night of anticipation is the usual remedy for muskrat fever.
But what if you don’t live near these muskrat meccas and still get the hankering to trap some ‘rats? I have a simple solution: small streams.
You’ve seen the streams I’m talking about – little creeks and ditches that can be easily waded, even during periods of high water. Don’t let these places fool you. They bear big gifts to the trapper willing to invest time.


I grew up in an area where springs and ditches were plentiful, but ponds few and far between. The ponds that were around really weren’t prime habitat for muskrats. With flat, rocky banks and little or no vegetation, these ponds were great for bluegills and bass, but not for muskrats.
Because of this, I started my trapping career chasing raccoons in the springs and ditches between cornfields that I assumed were void of muskrats. It didn’t take long, however, until I realized how wrong my assumptions were.


My first muskrat was an accidental catch in a raccoon set. The ‘rat was covered in mud and severely ticked off. He kept trying to gnaw through my boot as I attempted to release him from the #1 ? coilspring. Muskrats were not yet in season.
When the muskrat realized it was free, it waddled upstream. Always curious, I followed, hoping to find where it denned. Sure enough, the ‘rat came to a little pool about a foot deep, dove under overhanging roots and disappeared.


Just to make sure, I reached my boot up under the roots to find the den entrance. Bingo! There it was, a nice big hole going into the bank. I made a mental note of the location and returned a few weeks later with a #110 bodygrip. I set the bodygrip in front of the hole and on each of the next two mornings caught a prime muskrat.
What makes trapping muskrat in small streams so different from trapping them in marshes is the competition factor. Marshes take the brunt of the trapping pressure, whereas most small streams go untouched.


In my area, here in western Pennsylvania, there is one major marsh. The first time I scouted it, I found an abundance of sign. Droppings were everywhere and muskrat houses were like miniature beaver huts in what mountain men would’ve considered heaven. I envisioned myself taking big numbers of ‘rats from each of the huts and feed beds.
I was quickly brought down from the cloud I was on, however, when I showed up on the season opener to set traps. Six or seven trucks filled the small pulloff at the edge of the marsh. Two guys were in the process of loading their equipment into a canoe by flashlight. I looked out into the dark, flooded waters and could see other errant flashlight beams lighting up the brush and haphazardly spotting the pre-morning sky.


I knew that by setting traps in this marsh, I would be giving up one of the greatest aspects of trapping – intimacy with the outdoors.
Trapping is an individual pursuit. Every trapper takes pride in his methods and catch. I knew the only way I was going to catch muskrats in that marsh was if I set my traps right next to those of other trappers – in the same runs, same feeding beds, and same huts. It just didn’t seem right to me. I wasn’t willing to give up my privacy and the special enjoyment of trapping just so I could catch a few muskrats.


I walked back to the truck. I was more than a little disappointed; I was downright shattered. Everything I anticipated had gone down the tubes. I headed home discouraged.
The horizon was quickly brightening, the sun setting fire to the morning sky, as I made the final turn onto my road. I spied a culvert and a little creek at the intersection that looked inviting to a coon set or two, so I pulled over to take a closer look. I hopped over the edge and splashed around for a few minutes studying the mud. To my surprise, it was not coon tracks I found, but muskrat tracks.


I retrieved several #110’s from the truck and set them. I placed one in the culvert and another about 10 yards above the culvert where the creek narrowed before opening into a small pool. I placed a third trap beneath some overhanging roots on one side of the pool. Good enough. Any muskrat swimming down through was guaranteed to hit one of the traps.


I set up similar small streams the rest of the day. I was still a little disappointed the next morning because I knew I wouldn’t be canoeing through the marsh to check ‘rat sets.
My disappointment was quickly forgotten when I checked the first traps of the morning. The #110s in the culvert and at the narrow spot at the head of the pool each held muskrats. I reset the traps and hustled to the rest of my locations to find more muskrats waiting for me. In no time I was neck-deep in ‘rats. I couldn’t help but grin while I skinned and stretched them that night.


Most of the locations I set up are pretty much the same. You can almost always count on muskrats using culverts or bridge abutments. These are hotspots for all furbearers, including mink and raccoon.
Either above or below the culvert there is usually a pool. If the bank is soft mud, I sometimes make a pocket set by digging a small hole into the mud and setting a trap in front of it. I then place various scents inside the hole.


More often, though, I stick to the blind sets under overhanging banks or where natural funnels or shelves occur. Mink and muskrats travel these shelves.
The stream usually narrows above or below these pools, depending upon where they are located in relation to the culvert. I always place a trap in this narrow spot as it’s a good travel-way for ‘rats.
I never pass up a feeder creek, either, no matter how shallow or deep it might be. Feeder creeks are prime set locations. If I’m targeting strictly muskrats and mink, a #110 will do, even if the water is only an inch or two deep. If I am hoping to pick up a raccoon, I reach for a foothold trap.
Because most of the streams and creeks I trap are too shallow to drown muskrats, I rely mostly on #110 bodygrips. Occasionally, I will use a #1 coilspring with the leg guard. The #1 coilspring is strong enough for raccoons and the leg guard prevents muskrats from wringing off.


Perhaps the biggest key to trapping large numbers of muskrats from small streams is trap rotation. It is important to set up new locations every day to keep the catch ratio high. Small streams typically do not harbor large populations. If I go two or three days without a catch, I pull the trap and set it elsewhere.
I believe muskrats that inhabit small streams spend just as much, if not more, time on land as they do in the water. In some cases, I have followed tracks in the mud for 100 yards before the animal entered the water again. Likewise, I have seen tracks lead to cornfields neighboring the streams and I have caught muskrats in trail sets made for raccoons.
Every time I have caught muskrats on trails, there has been one constant: a lot of brush. No matter how far muskrats stray from the water, they always keep cover over their heads. I suppose I would, too, if I was near the bottom of the food chain.


The smallest stream in which I caught a muskrat was less than a foot wide. In late summer, the creek was practically dried up, so I had second thoughts about setting it that fall. As I have learned, though, muskrats seldom live in small streams year round.
As fall approaches and the water tables rise, muskrats migrate from the larger waters up feeder creeks. They travel even farther when mating season arrives and the spring thaw leaves an abundance of water.


By trapping small streams and ditches, I can rack up muskrat pelts, as well as good numbers of other furbearers, in a short time with little or no competition. Trying to accomplish that in a marsh with heavy competition is tough.
To cure my muskrat fever, I have taken a prescription of a different sort: a steady diet of small streams and ditches. And I am feeling much better.