Friday, November 8, 2013

Rut-Roh, Better Get Maaco

Careful when passing the buck…
By Robert Yarnall

In keeping with my casual regard (or maybe disregard) for time sensitive submission of materials for publication, certification, and/or licensure, I respectfully remind readers that these first two weeks in November comprise prime time for deer breeding activity, known by hunters universally as “the Rut.”

I was reminded of this critical highway safety period as I perused the November issue of Field & Stream Magazine. Being a fishing fanatic, I usually read just the “stream” articles and leave the “field” stuff to the hunters.

Disclosure: I haven’t shot any mammal or reptile in about forty years, and the last time I shot at anything at all, it was a pumpkin, which escaped unscathed. At least until my shooting buddy converted it into pie filling in considerably less than a few seconds.



Back on point. According to Field & Stream Field Editor Scott Bestul, whitetail deer authority, a calendar-specific combination of moon phase and available daylight/darkness hours provides the ideal theatre for deer biology to take over the stage, or road, as the case may be. It’s every motorist for him or herself.

On a most serious note, THE day for optimum buck-doe activity just happens to be next Monday, November 11, Veterans’ Day. If you must venture into the woods, make damn sure you have the required 200 square inches of fluorescent orange adorning your countenance.

Actually, it’s only required if you’re in a state management area, such as Burlingame or Arcadia. If you’re on private wooded land, of which there is a lot here in South County, you can be as stupid as you want.
Is that a hunter....or Charlestown's Tree Warden?

“But I was in the woods, and I didn’t see a hunter anywhere, not a one” says Duhlaia.

No, Duhlaia, and you probably won’t, because the uber-serious hunters, the ones on the tree stands or in hunting blinds, don’t don orange. They are camouflaged and you cannot/will not see them. Especially if you’re dead.

Here’s an excerpt from an email I sent to a friend who manages large tracts of private wooded properties. It was prompted by an email I received from a fly-fishing group I hang with, warning us about heading out to the trout streams this next couple of weeks:

“You are probably aware that the next 7-10 days, esp the next three or four, are prime time for the rut. I got an email from the fly-fish crew warning us to stay out & away of the streams as the bucks head down there to drink a lot and the hunters will be after them. I ran across one guy the other day, he was about fifteen feet from me in his camo & charcoal and I never even saw him until he let me know - politely - that he was there. I was in a stream about eight feet wide, not even a foot deep. 


Wood River, Arcadia
Just right for Bucky, I understand. The guy was scouting out his area for this week. He tells me that there are so many hunters in the management areas that the deer head to the private lands. You must see them all over the estates.”

As an alternative Veterans’ Day activity, I respectfully suggest taking a vet to breakfast. Or maybe take a trip to the Rhode Island Veterans Cemetery for the ceremonies there. Or maybe both.

Stay safe wherever you may tread, and leave no trace behind, including body parts.