In my younger days I use to wake to the deafening sound of the morning chorus, birds everywhere, wierd and wonderful insects in the trees and bushes.
Now I long to find it, without having to go Bush.
Its not there anymore, intruduced spiecies making horrible screeching noises, eating food supplies natives would feasting upon, if it weren't for the mass number of other critters plundering them, avion or mammalion. Better not forget human encroachment either.
I'd rather not be shooting any critter, can use targets for most of my shooting skill pratice . I can and have used cameras for stalking to get a "shot" .
But there is no way in hell that I would sit back watching some pest spiecies having a nice day when the spiecies unique to this country are struggling to survive.
It is my own personal view and I accept that others don't see it that way. That's fair enough.
But me, I'd shoot them. I wish the younger generations could experiance the vibrant mornings and evenings I new as kid.
But I guess I'm living in a dream of a bygone world.
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