Portrait of a Poacher

The evening before we were to ship our two loads of steers, this genius and his compadres were among them all on the irrigated pasture trying to kill a pig. He circulated so many photos of his hunting prowess, one was emailed to me. They left a gut pile in the creek and a trail of blood all the way to the road where they waited for someone to pick them up where they hid in the neighbor’s corrals.

Poaching is nothing new to us on Dry Creek, there’s always a new crop of youngsters that think that killing a hog makes them a man. Spencer (Rambo) Jensen used to crawl through grass without a gun and touch them before they knew he was there.


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