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I find that picture totally offensive, I mean its only 2 coyotes. There totally needs to be 2 or 3 times that amount hanging.

I like this for example:



I would title this picture "A good start".

-DallanC

If you look to the left of the coyote in the snare, you can see the remains of the coyote I snared a week earlier. Maybe this one hadn't heard that it was supposed to be scared away.

I have seen the same thing in the deserts of Utah while hunting elk. And I have heard the same reasons for doing so. And I am not sure how I feel about it, but what I am sure of is that I am tired of worrying about what some green looking, tree hugging, milk lipped, (what we call rooster pheasants whose plumage has not changed and they still have mommas milk on their lips) do gooder thinks about it. Rather than run from a confrontation with a holier than thou Prius driving idiot, I prefer to jump right in and explain why they are wrong! Allowing this type on control over yourself is suffocating. Most of the people you are talking about could not fight their way out of a paper bag. Its a disaster when they are in charge.
Windmills generate power at a loss of money. The time and energy and money it takes to put these into operation comes at an overall loss. Electric cars are a ticking time bomb when all those batteries start hitting the trash dumps. Maybe hanging the yotes on the fence will keep those limp wristed idiots out of the area because they fear for their life's. Thing is I understand what you are concerned about with your posting of this picture and your question that followed. I know they have a certain political power we need to worry about. But the truth is they will never vote the way you want them to and thus there is no need to coddle them. Unless you are lucky and are able to show them the error of their ways!

Perhaps a small story can further let you know where I am coming from.

I was coming out of a Fur Shop on the square in Jackson Hole. I had just finished a hunt up Wolf creek on the Snake and was getting the wife a little something. A tradition I should not have started but the perks seem worth it. A couple is walking by as I am looking at the coat outside and made the comment about how could anyone go hunting(I was still in bloody hunter orange clothing) or want to wear fur. The man further said all hunters were disgusting. Well this started a conversation, somewhat heated at first that soon involved the Yoga class in the park under the Elk horn arch, and a few hunters who heard some of what was going on. Soon the East side of the road around the park was blocked and a nice young officer had to break up the gathered crowd to get traffic moving. By this time though, I had learned that the couple was from New Zealand and was just visiting. They had no idea of the traditions Jackson Hole was founded on and really what hunting was all about. We were now sitting on a bench there in front of the Fur shop talking in calmer tones and both learning about each other. The husband biggest concern was about all the trash he had seen along the roads around Jackson and somehow had attached the problem to hunters. I just happened to have a bunch of trash I had yet to get rid of that I had picked up coming down the trail and along the way to Jackson. I hate roadside trash so close to home. (I am from Star Valley and consider Jackson part of my home.) I always will be found stopping and picking the stuff up. I told him this and later showed him the back of my truck. Its easy to point out the fools concern about fur when your opponents are wearing or carrying lots of leather. The point is that later that afternoon this couple who despised hunters accepted my invitation to dinner and we are still friends to this day. Yes, I and my fellow hunters had gone to our hotels and showered before dinner. I think we all fear things we do not know and often realize we had no reason to fear when the truth is known. I will not be found fearing what someone might think, but rather will endeavor to show them they have nothing to fear!