Dave
Well-known member
Years ago, back in the 80's. I was running a trap line the day after Thanksgiving. Way up in the hills I came around a corner and there was two young men dressed in orange armed with Marlin rifles and they had a dead doe on the ground by their pickup. I stopped. I see you shot a doe. With very southern accent they told me they always go hunting the day after Thanksgiving. They were surprised that there was nobody else hunting in the area. I saw they had a Fort Lewis sticker on their pickup. I assumed they were stationed there. I just said have a good day and drove on. Deer season had closed the last day of October and you can't shoot does. Oh well they were GI's so I wouldn't drop a dime on them. I hope they made it out of the hill without running into a warden. And I hoped they read the game laws before the next year.