tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post2327341554964530048..comments2024-03-28T00:09:07.600-06:00Comments on Well Seasoned Fool: Subsistence HuntingWell Seasoned Foolhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16670165728759453075noreply@blogger.comBlogger12125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-9783999653547138812017-01-24T23:12:56.362-07:002017-01-24T23:12:56.362-07:00Hunting is a lot of hard work = not that the work ... Hunting is a lot of hard work = not that the work isn't enjoyable.Well Seasoned Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16670165728759453075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-47290081720362884102017-01-24T17:55:01.418-07:002017-01-24T17:55:01.418-07:00I wasn't a big vision lover, but I loved hunti...I wasn't a big vision lover, but I loved hunting. My pals benefited from the extra meat I passed on. Nothing went to waste... except maybe the head and sometimes the hide.Coffeypothttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02944074653548750642noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-41898338443116914952017-01-24T16:28:41.144-07:002017-01-24T16:28:41.144-07:00Our father helped fill a lot of bellies and never ...Our father helped fill a lot of bellies and never took a dime for doing so. Better to see that protein eaten by people than scavengers.Well Seasoned Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16670165728759453075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-82984496709619589362017-01-24T16:22:24.878-07:002017-01-24T16:22:24.878-07:00Remember when Dad worked on the railroad and the d...Remember when Dad worked on the railroad and the deer would get caught on the tracks and couldn't get up over the snow banks? Trains worked as well as guns. There were quite a few people in the small hamlet next to the tracks and the kids and their school lunches who had fresh meet.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-65751241195330388472017-01-24T15:59:49.388-07:002017-01-24T15:59:49.388-07:00It would be hypocritical for me to sneer at trophy...It would be hypocritical for me to sneer at trophy hunters when my father made a fair chunk of money guiding them. Yes, I'm a hypocrite. Well Seasoned Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16670165728759453075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-69606752908731677572017-01-24T15:57:34.180-07:002017-01-24T15:57:34.180-07:00Haven't fished for catfish or bass. One time w...Haven't fished for catfish or bass. One time was in a group catching crappie. Lots of work filleting them. Went on a few salmon charters. The river I fished for trout also had grayling but my family prefered trout. Well Seasoned Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16670165728759453075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-61271012362017984082017-01-24T14:35:06.462-07:002017-01-24T14:35:06.462-07:00Catfish and bass here... And bream and crappie!Catfish and bass here... And bream and crappie!Old NFOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16404197287935017147noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-44114096665790362622017-01-24T06:46:50.990-07:002017-01-24T06:46:50.990-07:00With family members who fill tags for the elderly ...With family members who fill tags for the elderly people they know and use the meat to fill freezers, I have no issue with hunting. And if the choice is not eating or taking down the deer that's always in the front yard, well...<br /><br />But I have issues with people who waste meat, too. And I hate trophy hunters passionately.<br /><br />I rarely get venison anymore, my husband doesn't hunt now. He used to, but physical issues are limiting him these days.Amihttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08353667980806676067noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-64745047205766723582017-01-24T01:47:02.974-07:002017-01-24T01:47:02.974-07:00Someone taking game to feed their family has never...Someone taking game to feed their family has never bothered me. Wasting is another story. One year my father and I observed a group jumping a herd of elk about a mile away. Don't know if it was blood lust but they shot the shit out of that herd. Wounded more than they killed. That was one time the Game Warden got my father's complete cooperation.Well Seasoned Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16670165728759453075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-68920399002822333812017-01-23T21:21:58.347-07:002017-01-23T21:21:58.347-07:00I used to take widow's deer tags and fill them...I used to take widow's deer tags and fill them. It's not illegal because I had a hunting license and picked my own deer to slap a tag on. <br /><br />My first deer, shot at age 7 with a .22 during turkey season in Arizona's White Mountains was a poach. My grandfather didn't think that I'd pull the trigger. We cleaned it, skinned it, butchered it, packaged it, froze it and ate it.<br /><br />I think that you need laws and I think that you need to make things regular or people will take advantage, but taking a deer or an elk because you're poor or hungry at any time is better than starving...and sometimes to prove a point, I guess.LLhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05538854359365988863noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-62454429763043690392017-01-23T20:19:38.738-07:002017-01-23T20:19:38.738-07:00We ate a lot of trout I caught in the summer. We h...We ate a lot of trout I caught in the summer. We had about 1 1/4 miles of river as our West boundary with little public access unless they wanted to wade the river. I could catch six pan sized trout in about 30 minutes. Never bothered getting a license.Well Seasoned Foolhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16670165728759453075noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5926528617816553064.post-78299333847207589592017-01-23T19:47:15.643-07:002017-01-23T19:47:15.643-07:00I grew up in Louisiana... Nuff said! :-) And yes, ...I grew up in Louisiana... Nuff said! :-) And yes, putting meat on the table has a long history, laws or not...Old NFOhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16404197287935017147noreply@blogger.com