Claim the privilege of hunting according to the dictates of your own conscience, and allow all hunters the same privilege;
let them practice how, where, or what they may.








Saturday, November 13, 2010

Saturday Blog Rodeo 11/13/10

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Saturday Blog Rodeo 10/13/10

Holy Fatwah Batman, I'm still in Afghanistan! Another couple or three weeks have come and gone and I am still here in Afghanistan, the Talibanannas still haven't zeroed in on me, and as of yet I haven't been maimed, injured or killed! And that's not from lack of trying on my part! If people actually knew that this silly little war we are fighting will likely never be won, and that the Talibanannas will be back, they would vote for Al Gore and be done with it!

Anyway, once again I bring to you the Blogs, posts, and commentaries that I found most entertaining and informative! And believe it or not, none of it has anything to do with lackluster leadership, the Tea Party, or Nancy Pelosi's new broom.

So let's get on with it now shall we?

Out of Alaska, the great Hodgeman speaks on the proper care of the game we take one it is down. In Hit the Ground Hodgeman spells out the steps to take to ensure you bring your meat home clean and unspoiled. "Nothing is more difficult and fraught with potential disaster for meat care like attempting to field dress a bigger critter with a drum taught distended gut. So while your buddy puts away the camera, don your gloves and get out the gut hook before its really unpleasant. A lot of folks attempt to put off this step because it really is unpleasant but waiting will not make it more so and the "field dressing fairy" is away on other business." It's a definate read for not only the first timer, but all of us!

Love can be bitter sweet. Our well spoken and erudite huntress Hunt Like You're Hungry, has entered a post in the Outdoor Bloger Network contest. The story, like some dark chocolates, is bittersweet, and allows us an enjoyable, thoughtful moment into the young woman's life. My Thanksgiving Deer, would make a wonderful addition to a hunting journal anthology. Give her whole blog a read and let her know you've stopped by!

My neighbor Ian, never fails to entertain or educate! I just recently bumped into his blog, and I am for sure, driven to emphatically sing his praises. His blog, The Wild Life, covers his nationwide search for drama and adventure, though I'm pretty sure he isn't really hunting those two things. I guess he's sorta like me in that respect. Anyway check this out: "I am terrified of flying. Palm-sweating, convinced I will die at any second terror. For years, I have rambled about this ad nauseum to anyone who’ll listen. Always have been scared. Never had a bad experience, minus the one time my parents had to literally peel my fingernails off a jetway ramp at Tampa International when I was 8 to load me on an Ohio-bound aircraft." And it only gets better from there. I have to get with Ian and fly one of these days, maybe a C130 on a hot landing into a hostile LZ! Check out his Fear of Flying and more Montana Pictures.


Well my friends, the war never sleeps and I am once again pressed for time. If you know of a blog that needs notice, let me know. If you have a post that you are particularly proud of, let me know too, I'll let folks know too!


Best Regards,
Albert A Rasch
Member: Camp Dwyer Tent Club
Member: Hunting Sportsmen of the United States HSUS (Let 'em sue me.)
The Hunt Continues...


The Rasch Outdoor Chronicles



Albert Rasch,HunterThough he spends most of his time writing and keeping the world safe for democracy, Albert was actually a student of biology. Really. But after a stint as a lab tech performing repetitious and mind-numbing processes that a trained capuchin monkey could do better, he never returned to the field. Rather he became a bartender. As he once said, "Hell, I was feeding mice all sorts of concoctions. At the club I did the same thing; except I got paid a lot better, and the rats where bigger." He has followed the science of QDM for many years, and fancies himself an aficionado. If you have any questions, or just want to get more information, reach him via TheRaschOutdoorChronicles(at)MSN(dot)com.



Thursday, November 11, 2010

High Fence Hunting: Is the Public the Problem?

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High Fence Hunting or...
I Wish I Owned that Property!

I was reading NorCalCazadora in between FOB hops and keeping up with the High Fence Hunting initiative on the North Dakota ballot. As usual, the responses from our blogging compatriots are indicative of the quality of people that blog and communicate in these types of forums.

That of course got me thinking about a few things. Among them is the suspicion that most, if not all the bloggers are from a "better" or at least "different" cut of the cloth, so to speak. There is certainly an intellectual current through all of our serious conversations, and it takes dedication and perseverance to blog regularly. So how indicative are we of the hunting population as a whole?

Of course, this has nothing to do with High Fence hunting other than it's where this line of thought started!

Anyway, I keep on coming back to the idea that the real objection to High Fence operations has nothing to do with hunting, but rather with access or the lack thereof. There are the potential ethical considerations, objections to how "sporting" it may or may not be, questions about their moral turpitude of a hunter that avails himself to said opportunities; But I wonder just how pertinent those concerns are.

Think about the places you frequent, whether they be camp grounds, fishing holes, or hunting areas. I've read enough of your wonderful blog posts to know that the vast majority of you have commented at least once, if not many times, about the surprising condition you find your favorite destination in. I fish far more than I hunt, and the amount of filth and trash I pick up regularly is shameful. The results of outright vandalism I see make me furious. And before we jump and say something like, "It's not us! It's them over there!" It's obvious that it was done by someone using the resource.

This brings me in a roundabout fashion to High Fence properties.

I made the comment on Holly's post that, "There are 2450 acres available near my home in Florida. If I was ever to win a gigantic lottery, (Doubtful as I never buy lottery tickets...) I would buy that place and high fence it so fast, that birds wouldn't have time to adjust their flight paths." I'm not kidding there either, and it wouldn't be to keep the animals in -even though that would be a result of my actions- among the many things I've learned in Afghanistan is how to keep people out of a place I don't want them in.

While I agree with the premise that American wildlife is a public resource, I object to the idea that because I own the real estate they inhabit, I should be prohibited from profiting from their presence or for granting someone access to them, whatever the reason. Never mind that I have a very real interest in wildlife management, once that fence goes up I am publicly stating that I choose to use the land I own in any way I wish, from plowing it up and flattening it out for mono-culture corn growing, to highly ethical permaculture based land use. Regardless, from the perspective of anyone but the landowner, access is now prohibited in very real terms, to not only the real estate, but from everything animate and inanimate upon the dirt.

Again, in principal I do not disagree with Tovar and the others with respect to the unpalatability of some enclosed or put and take operations. My objection to banning the use of high fence hunting is simply one of liberty, private property, and the libertarian ideals. Bad apples will be weeded out, of that there is no doubt - the internet makes darn sure that everything gets way out in the open - and the market soon adjusts to the realities on the ground. But seriously, how many operations are there out there with an elk in a cage and a corral for some knuckle head to shoot it in? How many of you know of someone with a twenty acre high fence enclosure, billing itself as a trophy hunting mecca? Business excesses of that sort, should they exist, can be dealt with through the legislative process if the market forces don't resolve it.

There are all kinds of people out there. We in the hunting society know that there are thieves and hooligans in our ranks, just as there are in every other group. Remember, we do not consider poaching to be hunting; the public though  has a hard time differentiating between the two. So perception is the reality, and that is a problem. But failed perception of a subject shouldn't necessarily be a reason to attack that subject. Regardless of how you feel about it, it really is only your perception, not my reality when there is no legal basis for your objection Shooting a deer while you hold a license to do so, in an area where it is legal to shoot, should not be an issue. When we start to dictate what someone may or may not do, solely based on your opinion, prejudices, objections, or taste, we have a problem.

The probability of someone hand feeding an elk, supplementing his diet with high protein pellets and vitamin tablets, in an attempt to raise a 400 class bull, is pretty high. If that person then releases it into an enclosure regardless of size, shoots it, and then hangs it on the wall for all to see, that's his choice. It wouldn't be my choice of course. It might not be yours either. Now if he sold you the right to shoot that bull, that would be your choice to buy it... or not. It's up to you. I just don't see the moral dilemma.

My argumentative buddy Dukkiller (The Daily Limit, see his post The “Facts” About High Fence Shooting?!?. He is a lawyer after all...) often reminds me that the problem starts when you call that hunting. I don't disagree with him entirely; I wouldn't call that hunting either. In some cases its plain old shooting. But that's none of my business. That's the chump who paid big money for a semi-tame elk so he could hang it on the wall, that's his business. I would prefer that he keeps his business to himself too.

That brings something else to mind. Why do we score animals anyway? Folks find trophy sized horns all the time. If all that matters is the size, why aren't sheds more emotionally valuable than "hunted" horns? That's because in our minds, hunting and killing an animal has a higher value. The number of points on the antlers, skull's width, or length of the cutters are the criteria for measuring our accomplishments. I know that I am pleased when I harvest a fat sow. I also know I am more pleased when I take a big ol' boar hog with cutters long enough to go through my calf with length to spare! So, even to my enlightened mind, size does matter...

I was considering why High Fence ranches exist in the first place.

In the end, it is human nature that propels us to do what we do. We compete and create markets for things that we think we want or believe we need. The magazines are full of articles that tell us how to get your buck. The ads remind us of what can't be done unless you have X, Y, or Z. High Fence operations are there to fulfill opportunities that someone might not otherwise have. Time constraints, family commitments, job responsibilities all conspire to keep us from doing the things we would like to do. A weekend hunt with a better than 50% shot at bringing something home, beats wishing you were out in the field by a long shot! There is also the possibility that some folks are just plain lazy, and those are the ones that might be induced to find a place where they actually have an animal penned up.

There are some legitimate concerns I think. Take CWD  for instance. That issue should be easy to deal with. If the animals on your high fence operation are infected, then the state eradicates them and sends the bill to you. As a landowner making money from a public good, you have to take the good with the bad. Of course I can already see the lawsuits clogging up the courts.

There is something else afoot also, and Sporting Days alluded to it. As a society, we have lost much of the ethics and morality that permeated our actions both at home and in the field. Take any of the examples of greed, poaching, trespassing, vandalism, or plain disrespectful and irresponsible behaviors, that are exhibited now-a-days makes those that have, not want to risk what they have in order to give to those that don't.

Back to my 2400 acre dream. I probably wouldn't have to worry about trespassers, the alligator infested moat and swamp breeding area will put in would likely take care of them. Those that survived my saurian surprise would probably be hunted down and likely eaten by my Mastiffs and Dogos Argentinos.

(Did someone just call me Count Zaroff??? The question made no sense to the trespassing miscreant as he stood there, his knees shaking,  facing his captor. The huge dogs that had brought him to bay whined softly. For a moment Albert did not reply; he was smiling his curious smile. Then he said slowly, "No. You are wrong, sir. The African lion is not the most dangerous big game." He sipped his port wine. "Here on my preserve" he said in the same slow tone, "I hunt more dangerous game." With apologies to Richard Connell!)

Ummm, where was I...  I think the point I was ultimately getting at was that restricting access guarantees me that those that are permitted entry will act according to my wishes, be of similar mind, respect the land as I do. Something that public access cannot guarantee.

But this is about High Fence and hunting. Someone remind me, what exactly is the difference between a fenced in property that is in the agricultural industry, one that raises cattle, and one that offers hunting opportunities? Regardless of industry, you are effectively locked out aren't you?

But as access to hunting areas diminish, many justifiably are concerned that hunting will become a "pay to play" arena where only the well connected and wealthy will be able to afford to hunt, as it is in Europe. As populations increase and people migrate, land is taken off the hunting "market." Hundreds of thousands of acres of wilderness are being purchased, by those that can and by industries, fenced in or otherwise made unavailable to the citizens, and made available only to those who can afford the "fee." Usually, in my opinion, for far more than the average hunter can pay.

Again, I think the solution is more public land and more public access. Let us recall that Theodore Roosevelt himself, wanted all Americans to have access to the natural resources of the Nation. We have allowed the system to fail us. Not because property owners are exercising their rights, but because all the citizens of the Nation aren't exercising theirs. There is more than enough room in this Great Land of Ours for all to do as their conscience dictates. We do not need the constant internecine combat that is currently plaguing our sport. What is needed is for us to shun those that break the law. Shun those that are vile and despicable. But leave unto others the right to practice our sport as they see fit.

Hey I just had an idea! How about licensed access? If you can pass a structured course on shooting, game management, environmental care, conservation, then you can use the publics' land.

Oh... Wait... I see a problem. Someone will complain that it's not fair to have to study and be held accountable...

Related Posts

The Ethical Question, Hunting or Shooting
The High Fence Discussion Continues
The Hog Blog: Hunting Ethics Vs. Logical Debate
Rasch on High Fence Hunting


Best Regards,
Albert A Rasch
Member: Kandahar Tent Club
Member: Hunting Sportsmen of the United States HSUS (Let 'em sue me.)
The Hunt Continues...


The Rasch Outdoor Chronicles


Albert Rasch,HunterThough he spends most of his time writing and keeping the world safe for democracy, Albert was actually a student of biology. Really. But after a stint as a lab tech performing repetitious and mind-numbing processes that a trained capuchin monkey could do better, he never returned to the field. Rather he became a bartender. As he once said, "Hell, I was feeding mice all sorts of concoctions. At the club I did the same thing; except I got paid a lot better, and the rats where bigger." He has followed the science of QDM for many years, and fancies himself an aficionado. If you have any questions, or just want to get more information, reach him via TheRaschOutdoorChronicles(at)MSN(dot)com.



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Tuesday, November 9, 2010

Record Gator Taken in Florida!

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Well SBW, we have quite a mission ahead of us. As you all know, SBW and I are going to hunt gators the old school way: harpoons and 'hawks. It's just a matter of us getting together and making it happen!

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Be that as it may, it seems that one of Suburban Bushwackers's expat compatriots has managed to harpoon a record alligator here in Florida!

Yorkshire born Robert Tres Ammerman who trapped and killed the alligator, was towed around Lake Washington, near Melbourne, for two hours before he was able to beach it and tow the leviathan on land.

Arnold Brunell, a Florida Fish & Wildlife Conservation Commission biologist who inspected the alligator, measured and weighed the gator and said it weighed 654 pounds and was 14 feet, 3 1/2 inches long from tip of snout to end of tail, confirming the record breaking length. It was caught Nov. 1, the last day of Florida's official alligator harvesting season.


The Florida Fish and Wildlife Conservation Commission states that the previous record was a 14-foot, 5/8-inch alligator trapped in 1997, and that the state's heaviest gator on record was taken in 1989, weighing an astounding 1,043 pounds. That's a lot of fish, hogs, deer, and occasional little kid.

Amazingly, the giant gator was taken on the last day of the season. Usually by that time, alligators have become wary of any human on the lake, much less a boat. But according to Ammerman, he and his nephew were able to creep in close, and place two harpoons into the animal.

I remember reading about alligator hunting back in the sixties, and I recall that American Alligators of up to 20 feet in length had been taken. I have been researching this (Albeit for a few minutes...) and I have yet to find any information on it. Anyone recall anything on the subject?

Best Regards,
Albert A Rasch
Member: Kandahar Tent Club
Member: Hunting Sportsmen of the United States HSUS (Let 'em sue me.)
The Hunt Continues...


The Rasch Outdoor Chronicles




Though he spends most of his time writing and keeping the world safe for democracy, Albert was actually a student of biology. Really. But after a stint as a lab tech performing repetitious and mind-numbing processes that a trained capuchin monkey could do better, he never returned to the field. Rather he became a bartender. As he once said, "Hell, I was feeding mice all sorts of concoctions. At the club I did the same thing; except I got paid a lot better, and the rats where bigger." He has followed the science of QDM for many years, and fancies himself an aficionado. If you have any questions, or just want to get more information, reach him via TheRaschOutdoorChronicles(at)MSN(dot)com.