Apparently they were having a problem with people buying tags after they took an animal.
lol... I'll admit, I have a portable printer in my truck for that exact reason.
Apparently they were having a problem with people buying tags after they took an animal.
Yeah, I'll fess up. Out in the middle of nowhere down by the Red River where I was running cattle on a wheat pasture. Last day of deer season, was a doe day, and figured I'd take a doe if I saw one out checking cows. Sure enough, there were 5 or 6 does out on the wheat field, so I drove on down to the corner parked the feed truck and walked back up to the top of the hill. The fenceline was like this ______/-----\______. The dotted lines are the gate, but imagine the gate being offset inside the property from the fenceline about 7 or 8 feet, it was the entrance to a gas well. I sat at the gate for a few minutes waiting for them to feed to the top of the hill. They came, I shot one, got back in my truck and finished checking cows. Came back to the doe on my way out, took off my coat and and went to whittlin away on her. About that time I see a truck haulin down the gravel road about 2 miles away. Gets closer, sure enough, game warden gray truck and he heads right for me. I didn't care, I was doing nothing wrong, so I went back to guttin. He pulls in the gate and jumps out of his truck like there was a snake in it, and immediately I knew something was up. He starts in "I heard you were shooting at deer from your truck on the road!" I said no sir, shot from that gate right there, brass is probably still sittin there if you want to go see. He starts telling me how I did this and that and bla bla bla, so I went over and picked up the shell and handed it to him, told him either he was wrong or the report he got was wrong. He said get in the truck, so I got in his truck. He gets out the ticket book and goes to writing. Wrote me 3 tickets, shooting from the road, no orange (was sitting on the tailgate from when I took off my coat to gut), possession of game not legally taken. Took my gun, took my deer, and cost me a thousand bucks. Obviously there was no arguing with, but to this day I still believe what I did was not wrong. Get out to leave and we both walk to the back of the truck and he bends down to grab the front half of the deer to load it and asks me to grab the back half. I said screw you, that's your deer now, load it yourself. I was hot. Come to find out, there had been someone poaching in the wheat field that called me in and said I was shooting from the truck. They were half a mile away and could not even see me from where they were. I knew the guy that reported me and confronted him about it about a month later, he apologized and said he thought I was someone else, so he called me in. Bout the only bad experience I've had with a game warden, and it was a bad one.
Back in the 60s I ha just got out of the army. .Staying with parents. Desided about midmorning I would see if i could find some quail. Driving down a dirt road 3/4 mile from the house a covey flew across the road . I parked in my dads gate . Walked up the side of the creek aways . A car comes sliding to a stop in the road. Game warden comes running a me yelling his head off . Gets close says ur getting a ticket for hunting squirrel out off season .Said he had saw a squirrel run across the road right in front of me. I said no I was hunting quail. He grabs the muzzle of my bolt action 410 says that looks like a rifle to me . Jerked it right up to his face. Said well it is a shot gun . Says he is going to wright me up for trespassing.He hauled me back home so my dad could tell him I was not trespassing. Had no love of him evermore.
Yeah, I'll fess up. Out in the middle of nowhere down by the Red River where I was running cattle on a wheat pasture. Last day of deer season, was a doe day, and figured I'd take a doe if I saw one out checking cows. Sure enough, there were 5 or 6 does out on the wheat field, so I drove on down to the corner parked the feed truck and walked back up to the top of the hill. The fenceline was like this ______/-----\______. The dotted lines are the gate, but imagine the gate being offset inside the property from the fenceline about 7 or 8 feet, it was the entrance to a gas well. I sat at the gate for a few minutes waiting for them to feed to the top of the hill. They came, I shot one, got back in my truck and finished checking cows. Came back to the doe on my way out, took off my coat and and went to whittlin away on her. About that time I see a truck haulin down the gravel road about 2 miles away. Gets closer, sure enough, game warden gray truck and he heads right for me. I didn't care, I was doing nothing wrong, so I went back to guttin. He pulls in the gate and jumps out of his truck like there was a snake in it, and immediately I knew something was up. He starts in "I heard you were shooting at deer from your truck on the road!" I said no sir, shot from that gate right there, brass is probably still sittin there if you want to go see. He starts telling me how I did this and that and bla bla bla, so I went over and picked up the shell and handed it to him, told him either he was wrong or the report he got was wrong. He said get in the truck, so I got in his truck. He gets out the ticket book and goes to writing. Wrote me 3 tickets, shooting from the road, no orange (was sitting on the tailgate from when I took off my coat to gut), possession of game not legally taken. Took my gun, took my deer, and cost me a thousand bucks. Obviously there was no arguing with, but to this day I still believe what I did was not wrong. Get out to leave and we both walk to the back of the truck and he bends down to grab the front half of the deer to load it and asks me to grab the back half. I said screw you, that's your deer now, load it yourself. I was hot. Come to find out, there had been someone poaching in the wheat field that called me in and said I was shooting from the truck. They were half a mile away and could not even see me from where they were. I knew the guy that reported me and confronted him about it about a month later, he apologized and said he thought I was someone else, so he called me in. Bout the only bad experience I've had with a game warden, and it was a bad one.
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