After 20 years, poaching neighbor finally got his....

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It's days like that that you want to call into work and take the family to a nice establishment and celebrate the downfall of a much hated individual.
 
Dunno 'bout nowadays, but there was a time when a poacher on the King Ranch might not be seen again. Been a long time since I was down in that country, although mostly fishing the Laguna Madre...
 
Art,
You remember the fence riders with the crossed ammo bandoleers holding a Model 94 Winchester propped against their hip? And riding some really good Cardinal bred King Ranch Horses? And the super high fines the courts handed down for poachers caught on the King Ranch? And 6 foot rattlers and 8 foot indigo snakes? And mad Santa Gertrudis mama cows that would get in your back pocket in a heartbeat?
Those were hard but fun days !!
 
When you look at just who were the Powers That Be at beautiful downtown Sarita, I'd have to figure that cheap fines were not very likely. :D

A little over 35 years back I had the good fortune to work with John B. Armstrong some, and got to know Bubba Whitehead when he ran the west Texas operation out by Valentine. Real fine folks.
 
Not to hijack this thread but...

When I went to college, I loved 10 miles outside of the city limits. My neighbor was the county sheriff. I lived out there with 2 other guys who hunted as well. While hunting we would often see the Sheriff in his white dodge ram, STOP, step out of his truck(still on the gravel road) and sniping deer from the back of this truck. Then leaving the animal to lay for hours/days before retireving it. We also would hear fully automatic weapons come from his land/home. What can ya do? It was his land, so we let him be. 3 college kids didnt want to stir up any trouble in small midwest farmland.

But it was horses*^t! and made me angry!
 
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