Bad Bob's Advice for Wednesday
Bad Bob's Advice for Wednesday
If you have not had a wildlife officer check you for a current fishing license in the past ten years, do NOT assume you will not be checked for another ten years!
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Jack Bright
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timing
Must have been the same day your
hip-boots filled up !
hip-boots filled up !
Wildlife Officer
That reminds me of the one about the deer hunter up in Northern Minnesota.
This hunter had a perfect tree stand, about 2 miles off of the road -- set up where 2 deer trails intersected and there was ample sign of some large bucks in the area. On opening morning, the hunter shoots a very large buck and proceeds to field dress the animal.
As he is completing his work, a Game Warden comes along and asks to see the hunter’s license and deer tag. The hunter looks through his pockets and finally admits that he has a license and tags, but must have somehow lost or misplaced them.
The Warden says, ‘That’s a likely story, I’m going to have to arrest you and confiscate your weapon and this deer for evidence”.
So the Warden reads the hunter his rights, puts him in handcuffs, and then the two head back the 2 miles to the road with the warden dragging the deer and carrying the hunters weapon as evidence for the court.
As soon as they get back to the road, the hunter says, “Oh, I remember where my license and tags are – right here in my wallet all the time – imagine that!”
“Oh, and thanks for dragging my deer out for me…”
Best, Fred
This hunter had a perfect tree stand, about 2 miles off of the road -- set up where 2 deer trails intersected and there was ample sign of some large bucks in the area. On opening morning, the hunter shoots a very large buck and proceeds to field dress the animal.
As he is completing his work, a Game Warden comes along and asks to see the hunter’s license and deer tag. The hunter looks through his pockets and finally admits that he has a license and tags, but must have somehow lost or misplaced them.
The Warden says, ‘That’s a likely story, I’m going to have to arrest you and confiscate your weapon and this deer for evidence”.
So the Warden reads the hunter his rights, puts him in handcuffs, and then the two head back the 2 miles to the road with the warden dragging the deer and carrying the hunters weapon as evidence for the court.
As soon as they get back to the road, the hunter says, “Oh, I remember where my license and tags are – right here in my wallet all the time – imagine that!”
“Oh, and thanks for dragging my deer out for me…”
Best, Fred
Good Story Fred-Last time my fishing license was checked was 1948-Honest! Have lived in fear for past sixty years that I would be checked again and caught, so faithfully bought one each year before the season began. I have a permanent fishing license now, but still wonder where all the wildlife officers have gone. Been fishing close to 1,000 times since 1948, and Wiley Warden has never shown up. BB
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Just leave you license at home, BB...he'll be behind you in a heartbeat 
My wife and I were floating on June Lake last month in the Sierras...the Mono county sheriff came cruising thru with his binoculars in a runabout..he sat in the middle of the lake and just scoped the boats and the banks for Bad Guys...saw him go have a closer look at a few bank fishermen, but we had our licenses displayed, so just got a smile and wave. I've never been checked any closer than that, but like you, have never been out without a license...what good boyz we are, eh?
Deke
My wife and I were floating on June Lake last month in the Sierras...the Mono county sheriff came cruising thru with his binoculars in a runabout..he sat in the middle of the lake and just scoped the boats and the banks for Bad Guys...saw him go have a closer look at a few bank fishermen, but we had our licenses displayed, so just got a smile and wave. I've never been checked any closer than that, but like you, have never been out without a license...what good boyz we are, eh?
Deke
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Posted: Fri Sep 05, 2008 2:30 am Post subject:
I cut and pasted the above on 9/4/08 at just shy of 4pm Pacific Time. It amazes me, John, how far ahead of your time you really are. They will probably refer to you as a prophet or seer in the new, new testament book John II. Do you buy lottery tickets? Got any numbers?
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I cut and pasted the above on 9/4/08 at just shy of 4pm Pacific Time. It amazes me, John, how far ahead of your time you really are. They will probably refer to you as a prophet or seer in the new, new testament book John II. Do you buy lottery tickets? Got any numbers?
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Wardens and licenses
Lived the first 55 years of my life in California, and only once was asked to show my fishing license.
Lived the last 13 years in Washington state, and no encounters with our wardens.
However, in 1976 while fishing on the north fork of the Umpqua River in Oregon for fall run steelhead, we had the following encounter:
My wife and I were out in the middle fly fishing and our daughter was by the shore when a state car stopped on the bluff above us. Two men climbed down the hillside and asked us to show our licenses, which we did. We had one week out of state licenses with steelhead tags...all in order.
The fellow dressed in green, the fish and game warden, was congenial and polite. And his partner dressed in blue, was a state policeman. This guy reminded me of a military drill instructor; grim expression and all, and seemed genuinely disappointed not to have been able to nail us for some infraction or another.
The area we were fishing in is fly only, with no weigted devices allowed. My wife had a plastic bubble and fly setup on her spinning outfit, and a small snap swivel to keep the bubble from sliding down to the fly. The warden said that this was technically a weighted device, however as it was nowhere near capable of sinking that bubble, he let us off with a friendly warning.
And his partner never cracked a smile.
Jim
Lived the first 55 years of my life in California, and only once was asked to show my fishing license.
Lived the last 13 years in Washington state, and no encounters with our wardens.
However, in 1976 while fishing on the north fork of the Umpqua River in Oregon for fall run steelhead, we had the following encounter:
My wife and I were out in the middle fly fishing and our daughter was by the shore when a state car stopped on the bluff above us. Two men climbed down the hillside and asked us to show our licenses, which we did. We had one week out of state licenses with steelhead tags...all in order.
The fellow dressed in green, the fish and game warden, was congenial and polite. And his partner dressed in blue, was a state policeman. This guy reminded me of a military drill instructor; grim expression and all, and seemed genuinely disappointed not to have been able to nail us for some infraction or another.
The area we were fishing in is fly only, with no weigted devices allowed. My wife had a plastic bubble and fly setup on her spinning outfit, and a small snap swivel to keep the bubble from sliding down to the fly. The warden said that this was technically a weighted device, however as it was nowhere near capable of sinking that bubble, he let us off with a friendly warning.
And his partner never cracked a smile.
Jim