Tue Aug 10, 2021 10:35 am
Birds of prey eat grouse, and I'm sure eat the fukc out of grouse chicks. A cooper's hawk will start up a grouse chick i bet in short order.
In my lifetime, from being an 8yo kid when I have solid memories of what it was like back then to what it's like now.....
I'd love to see some actual figures on the total increase in the raptor population in the grouse range. I'm thinking a tenfold increase has to be a pretty reasonable figure. 25X wouldn't shock me. I was born in 1981, and we were coming off DDT. There wasn't shit for raptors. Seeing a hawk, let alone an eagle, was a big deal. I remember one time driving to the cabin in the back of the family van and seeing there was an eagle sitting in a tree off 169 or 371 and I shit you not....
....it was just like being at Yellowstone in that there were at least a dozen cars pulled over on the side of the road, with a few dozen people standing next to them taking pictures (back when you needed an actual camera to do so and getting photos developed wasn't cheap) or they had binos strapped around their neck and they were staring up at the thing.
Nowadays?
I'm constantly worried about my cats and have chucked beers as I'm running at eagles swooping down at them. In the fall, the same rice lakes I never saw an eagle at ever until I could legally drink will now have fifteen spaced evenly around the edge and the fukcers aren't afraid of the fact that they know I have a gun.....there'll be multiple that swoop down at the same time and hover over you close enough to where you're able to make legit eye contact with them as they try to get your ducks. I've lost more than a few ducks to eagles.
In addition to the increase of "death from above" for grouse, there are also more ground predators than ever, IMO.
Let's face it....trapping as a sport is dead. Besides maybe the odd hipster woodsman setting out a few traps and then going back to his tiny cabin to drink some micro brew his buddy made that includes a bit of maple syrup he and his buddy procured....who the fukc traps anymore?
I grew up as a white kid in the 'burbs with two parents from Iowa. When I was in college I remember bringing in a duck to get mounted at a taxidermy shop in Northern MN. I asked what the weird animal in the showroom was that to me....might as well been a freaking chupacabra.
"That's a fisher."
I had no idea what it was. Never seen one. Never heard of one. Never saw one in East Central MN due to their reclusive nature. This summer?
I've had 6-7 cross the road in front of me if seen them running up the ditch while driving....big fukcers too = mini-wolverines.
I've never seen so many fox as this year. There's a family of fox that I see weekly and hear every other night. I'm not doing speed these days but at the start of the summer I was and every night, I could walk out with my headlamp on and see their eyes somewhere in the woods....was pretty worried about my cats roaming the place. When separated from their mom and then startled, like when some random dude shines them at night, and they don't know where mom is.....let out what I'd call an almost death-bleat....I've heard it before numerous times in various woodland places and I always thought it was some sort of bird. Blood curdling.
They're actually not that afraid they just sound like it. The mom would always sit on the nearby ridge and watch me.....wait for me to leave, which would be quick. I'd turn my light off and go back in, and take my cats with me, so she could double back and get her scared pups. It didn't take long before I was more worried about my cats messing with one of her pups than I was about them messing with my cats. One of the fixed males I've got is Big....probably over twenty pounds. He's almost two and is still got a little playful kitten in him. The fukcer will be sitting on the ground on all fours, belly resting, and do like a kangaroo hop up across the cabin, gets about four feet in the air, to land on one of the other cats in the same exact position he was when resting and leaving the ground.....he doesn't appear to twitch a muscle doing this.....makes Michael "Air" Jordan look like a joke. I've never seen any cat do this but man....the other cats fukcing hate it, and it reminds me of how insanely freakishly muscular cats are. My cats aren't fat. They're lean killing machines.....that don't leave the property. I've never seen them cross the frontage road where the foxes are. Never once seen their eyes reflect back at me at night.
I have seen other cats. The leaping cat of mine I was just talking about was sired one night out in the woods and born at the cabin so the one big Tom I routinely see literally night be his dad. The female I have is now fixed but the stray Tom that was once her lover still seems to like to come by and say, "Hi." It's little social things like this about animals was not in tune with when I was younger that makes it increasingly difficult with each passing year to kill anything besides fish.
Anyways, getting back on track to my point....
I've never seen more fox than I have this year, which I enjoy. The guy who once brutally blew the top of the heads off of the cutest, tiniest, most innocent little fox pup family ever in maybe the most sadistic and fukced up way of killing a family of animals I've ever heard of has repented....feels awful for doing it and always will....and now greatly enjoys seeing fox around. They're an amazing and beautiful animal.
This spring and early summer when I was going to work right at sunrise it was routine to see two even three or four foxes milling about during a ten or fifteen mile drive to the job site. Passing the nearby resort one morning an hour after sunrise that day, I had one slowly cross in front of me to where I had to literally make a stop as he crossed.....seeming to not have a care in the world. A half mile up at the T-intersection there was another fox, bright red with the blackest of ear tips, just sitting there on his haunches enjoying the morning sun on him, with his head turning and then tracking the passing cars....just like a dog.....hell, just like me for that matter trying to turn onto a busy highway and not get smoked by passing traffic.
There are a lot more of a lot more different types of animals in the woods now compared to prior when turkeys arrived. There might be some truth to them eating grouse eggs or being really territorial, it certainly wouldn't surprise me, but that's a pretty myopic view of what's different and seems like a pretty obtuse effort to make a scapegoat out of one thing......simple-minded people like to have one thing and one thing only to be able to point at as the problem......since it keeps things simple.
One last note in regards to trapping:
Isn't it ironic that for decades the trapping community worried about animals rights activists and pointed at PETA as their main threat, what killed trapping is what is killing hunting, and mankind as a whole in general.....
....Nintendo, then Sega, then Playstation, then Xbox, and then the final nail in the coffin?
Fukcing handheld computers that double as a communication device.
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