I don’t think I’ve got a philosophical aversion to hunting any kind of animal. I like to adopt that transcandent thought of the accidentally great philosopher, Leopold, “A conservationist is one who is humbly aware that with each stroke [of the axe] he is writing his signature on the face of the land”.

For me the test has really become “Is this ecological, economical, or egomaniacal?” Sometimes it’s more than one.

Frankly, if I decided to hunt a Grizz, it’d be his lucky day. He’d only have to back-track the flight of the stick that just missed him to find his next meal 😉