When I was in the fifth grade Mrs. Dryden
was my teacher. She was a good teacher and I learned many useful things
from her. She often told us about her son, Bunny Dryden, who performed
as a high wire walker in circus acts, at county fairs, etc. She told
how he turned flips on the wire, carried men on his back while high up
on a wire, hung from his toes and many other interesting things. I was
interested in wire walking and was thrilled when she announced that he
was coming to Texas
to do some performances and that we might get to meet him.
When Bunny arrived one of his first appearances was in our
school gymnasium. He set up a portable wire about seven or eight feet
above the floor and did many unbelievable stunts on it. He also did
some strong man stunts, such as bending steel rods, standing erect on
one arm and carrying two men on his back. I thought it was a very good
show.
When the show was over Mrs. Dryden introduced me to him
and he took the time to talk with me for several minutes. He performed
at most of the schools in our end of the county. The admission prices
were very reasonable and I attended three of them. Besides the school
shows he performed in most of the towns in the area. The merchants in
the towns paid him for the performance and the show was free. The wire
was stretched from the tallest building on one side of the street to
one of similar height on the other side and the act was performed high
above the street. Usually some local dignitary rode on his back while
he walked across the wire. He carried a long piece pipe as a balance
pole and the crossings were made safely.
The pipe, or balance pole, makes wire walking much safer.
The pole has considerable weight and cannot be moved in either
direction quickly. By allowing the legs and lower part of the body to
become limp there is no way to become unbalanced as long as the feet
are on the wire. Holding to a balance pole is like holding to a fixed
object and any tendency to become unbalanced can be instantly
corrected. I attended most of these Saturday afternoon free town shows
and talked with Bunny about his profession.
When I asked him how he learned the art he told me it was
a matter of practice and then more practice. He said that when he
wasn’t working he practiced at least eight hours a day. He also told me
it was a dangerous profession that required hard work and he didn’t
recommend it for anybody. “It takes a crazy nut like me to do something
like this!” he explained.
Bunny Dryden continued to pursue his profession or several
years. He never returned to our area and in 1936 was killed when he
fell many feet from a wire above a street. The short account of the
incident said that a supporting wire broke and allowed the main wire to
go suddenly slack.
My first experience with wire walking was on cables that
were run in all directions from the power houses that pumped oil wells.
The power house had a very large eccentric wheel that moved cables back
and forth in all directions. Each cable went to a well and moved the
pump jack up and down. The cables moved back and forth over the tops of
2” pipe stakes with wooden inserts in the top that were called “doll
heads”. The power house pulled the cable and raised the pump and the
weight of the rods in the well kept it tight as it descended. These
cables made an excellent place to practice wire walking. Clifton and I
found some suitable 1” pipes about ten feet long and used these for
balance poles.
I was surprised at how easy it was to stand and walk on a
cable with a balance pole. Holding the pipe was just as Bunny had
described. It was like holding on to a solid rail. The physics
explanation of inertia explained it perfectly. The resistance to
movement by the pipe served as a remedy to any tendency to become
unbalanced. When walking without the balance pole the arms served as
the balance tool. After much practice the arms worked almost as well as
the balance pole. When first switching from the pole to the arms
weights held in each hand made the balance easier. After a few days of
practice the weights could be discarded and the arms served well as
balance poles.
I built a practice cable about fifty feet long and a
little over three feet high. I had a metal barrel on each end turned
upside down which made a nice little platform for starting a walk. Then
I graduated to an eight foot one. The highest wire I ever practiced on
was about twelve feet above the ground.
The only public performance I ever did was at school when
I was in the tenth grade. I stretched a rope across the stage and did
my show there. The kids thought it was a good thing to keep them from
classes.
From a financial standpoint the only money I ever made
from wire walking was on a bet when I was working in the oil field a
few years later. I bet the roustabout crew that I could walk a guy wire
to the top of the drilling floor house, about 12 or 15 feet high at the
top and 75 feet long. Some of them pooled their money and made the bet.
Of course I took a joint of pipe as a balance pole and walked up the
cable, then turned around walked back down. They didn’t know that I
knew how to walk a wire.
The lesson projected in this tale, if there is one, is to
NEVER bet on another man’s tricks.