Road kills my wife an I saw on a trip

Don't know how many others here have cooked up fresh kills.But I have to admitt that in the cold weather Our family has eaten it's share! /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/cool.gif :: ::

if i know its less then 3-4 hours of being dead and it's in the winter and not hamburg allready it goes home....i always carry a cooler and some bags, my knife, stone...........bob

Took many a road kill coon skins in my trappin days, can't see throwing free money away...

Seen a fox on the way home today, just laying there in the road, dead...

The only thing that really burns my biscuits is when I see road kill turtles, they're not the fastest critter out there... :curse:

I'll stop traffic and rescue turtles before they become road kill...

Don't know who counts them but the claim is 1 millon animals per day on U.S. roadways. I have a friend who's a highway patrolman and he lives on roadkills. In Northern Calif you'd see old cars with huge bumpers, like a railroad tie that would prowl the back roads at night and purposely run over deer, in and out of season. Sometime they were caught but not often. :curse:

The only thing that really burns my biscuits is when I see road kill turtles, they're not the fastest critter out there... :curse:
I'll stop traffic and rescue turtles before they become road kill...

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where i'm at the out of stater city folk aim for them....now that really burns me up :curse:
i found a snapping turtle digging a hole across the street from my house about 3 feet off the road in the soft gravel on june 1st.......to lay her eggs......that are about the size of a 1" ping pong ball......




i went out after dark when she was done and gathered them up out of the ground and put them in my snake incubaiter till they hatch and return them to the water.....watched her for 7 hours that day to make sure no one bothered her.....will have some follow up pics as they hatch out the size of a quarter.....just doing my part to help them make it to the water without getting to be roadkill themselves.......................bob

what are you showing us in the large picture????? That you have a turtle or that you still have 10 fingers????? :haha:........john.......

both....lol.....and the size of the turtle compaired to me.....................................bob

I live about 100 ft from the Chenango River - a 60 mile tributary of the Susquehanna. The bank in front of my house drops maybe 45 feet from road level to the river, and that bank is rip/rap with large blocks at the water level. I was standing on one of the larger rocks and casting out into the river one summer evening and I caught some movement in the water in front of my feet. The largest snapping turtle I have ever seen was slowly paddling downstream with just the ridge of it's shell exposed. It passed within a few feet of me, and by God, my hair was standing on end. I swear that thing's shell was a couple inches over two feet long! It's head was the size of a quart canteen. I mentioned it to a fisheries biologist later and he said it was probably 50 years old or more.

When I came home from work, today, there was a box turtle smashed in the middle of the street. Shame it wasn't one of them stray cats that keep getting into my garbagebags in the garage.( good kitty )

Bob: I think what your doing is Great.
It is a fine example of people who enjoy shooting and the outdoors giving back to the wildlife of our country.

Too many people think of Shooters/Hunters as a bunch of heartless, self serving heathens who care nothing about nature.

Thanks for your thoughtfulness.

yeah....at least give them a chance to get to the water...once there in there it's up to them........................bob

The only thing that really burns my biscuits is when I see road kill turtles, they're not the fastest critter out there... :curse:
I'll stop traffic and rescue turtles before they become road kill...

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where i'm at the out of stater city folk aim for them....now that really burns me up :curse:

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Know what you guys mean about that. :no: My ole lady damn near pulled a yuppie through his car door window, when he purposely ran over a painted turtle with his BMW. I thought fer sure that she was gonna skin him. BTW, she's part Huron and Iroquois and large bone. ::

I love turtle soup. but to kill an animal for nary a reason other than to satisfy some sick cruel streak, that's just sick! :curse:

I onced saved a small (8 inch diameter shell) snapper from road rage, set it in between the seats until I could get to the river I crossed a few miles ahead on me...

The snapper got it's shell hooked on the emergency break handle between the seats, this was the only thing that kept it from biting a hole in Mrs. Musketman's leg... :shocking:

Well, needless to say, the sight on my wife climbing onto the seat's head rest got my attention as she was yelling for me to frisbee that #@%*!!** thing out the window... :haha:

I live about 100 ft from the Chenango River - a 60 mile tributary of the Susquehanna. The bank in front of my house drops maybe 45 feet from road level to the river, and that bank is rip/rap with large blocks at the water level. I was standing on one of the larger rocks and casting out into the river one summer evening and I caught some movement in the water in front of my feet. The largest snapping turtle I have ever seen was slowly paddling downstream with just the ridge of it's shell exposed. It passed within a few feet of me, and by God, my hair was standing on end. I swear that thing's shell was a couple inches over two feet long! It's head was the size of a quart canteen. I mentioned it to a fisheries biologist later and he said it was probably 50 years old or more.

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Too small, throw it back! :haha: Down in the swamplands, it wasn't unusual to see a snapper with a three foot shell, when I was a kid. I've seen a Cajun feller fish for these monsters with his bare hands. He'd walk through the swamp feeling with his feet for turtles. then he'd reach down feeling for the direction of the ridges on the shell to determine where the head was, then he would grab it by the tail and hoisted up into a pirouge, where his two sons would help to restrain the turtle.

I stopped one time to pick up what I thought was a dead fox. I later found out the animal had laid in the road for over six hours. Anyways, I found that he was still breathing, I carted him to a local college where they have a veteranary school, they hauled him over to a wildlife rehabilatation center, where he promptly broke out of after three days of treatment.

But, the best I have to share, on the subject of roadkill, was when I was at a fur trader's tent at Pow-Wow. A young, 9 or 10, middle class city boy, looking around at the pelts and plews, said, "Gee, Indians sure kill alot of animals." I turned around and replied, "Son, these skins, you see, were more likely killed by some family's Volvo. There are some Indians who make a living by collecting the roadkills and skinning them and tanning the hides." The boy's mom smiled. Not sure if it was because of what I had to say, or that she didn't want to upset the 250lb bald headed guy, carrying a huge war club and tomahawk, wearing only a breechcloth. :haha: