Category Archives: General Outdoors

Outdoor and nature news from all over.

Animal’s Daily Great Tits News

Great Tit

I can’t come up with anything that’s funnier than the actual headline, so here it is:

Nudists spot plenty of great tits as they strip off for sponsored bird walk

Yes, there actually is a bird called the Great Tit. In fact tits are a widespread, large family of small passerine birds that are found all over; we have some pretty nice tits right around here, as both our Black-Capped and Boreal Chickadees are tits.

Back to the story:

Naked walkers went in search of great big birds in a nature stroll to remember.

Nudists took part in the charity walk to spot great tits and other British beauties to raise funds for the British Heart Foundation.

Nature lovers stripped off for the charity march in late July at the RSPB Rainham Marshes, a former MOD firing range now turned into a reserve for wildlife to flourish.

The British Naturism group say the event, attended by 39 of their members, was a “great success”.

Speaking on their website, they said: “The reserve is a former MOD firing range which has now been taken over by the RSPB.

“On the southern perimeter is the Thames and walkers viewed a huge cruise ship pass by, heading to the sea, as they walked round the flat marshland amongst the pools and viewing hides.

If you’re at work, I don’t recommend lingering on the accompanying photos.

I imagine some people might get a bit exercised about folks wandering about in the all-together looking at tits, but I can’t see much issue in it.  They apparently had it arranged in advance, and seem to be trying to stay abreast of any local objections to the practice. And I’m sure the outing will provide some great mammaries for all participants, long into the future.

Maybe on their next outing, they could go look for Boobies.

Animal’s Lightning News

Before we get into this hot topic (hah) check out the latest chapter of Sweetheart over at Glibertarians.

Now then: Ever wonder what happens if you get hit by lightning?  I’ve come close a time or two, but happily have avoided the experience.  Maybe that’s why I found this interesting:

Most people who die from lightning strikes are killed instantly by cardiac arrest, as the bolt’s massive electrical voltage short-circuits the heart’s natural rhythm. Humans hit by lightning may also have their eardrums blown out by the incoming pressure wave, their respiratory system paralyzed, or suffer secondary burns as their hair or clothing catches fire. 

But lightning doesn’t kill all of its victims; around 90% of people struck survive. A lightning bolt can pass through your body within mere fractions of a second — often, not even enough time to leave a mark. 

However, people who survive are usually left with nerve damage, post-traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) and neurologic symptoms “similar to the post-concussive injuries that football players get,” such as impaired judgment and difficulty concentrating, Dr. Mary Ann Cooper, a lightning safety specialist at the National Lightning Safety Council and emerita professor of emergency medicine at the University of Illinois at Chicago, told Live Science. It is unclear exactly how these brain injuries occur, Cooper said, given the low number of lightning strikes and relative lack of funding for research. However, experts think that they are probably caused by some combination of tissue disruption from the current and blunt force trauma from the abrupt barometric pressure change.

When I was a young man, I knew a guy who had been hit by lightning three times – once while riding his Harley, once while fishing, once while walking across a plowed field.  Local folks called him “Sparky” and he was a bit… off.  Guy had some amazing scars, classic Lichtenberg figures, and his eyes didn’t track with each other.  He would be talking to you and make eye contact with his right eye while the left eye wandered nervously skyward, presumably looking out for lightning.

Fortunately your odds of being hit by lightning are pretty low, over an 80-year lifespan, the chances of this are about 0.0065%.  Just stay away from tall trees and open fields during a thunderstorm, and you’ll be fine.

If you were struck, though, you might be able to light up a light bulb by putting it in your mouth.  That would be a great party trick.

Animal’s Daily Shooting Irons News

First of all – check out my latest installment of The Painter over at Glibertarians!

Now then:  Bearing Arms recently had a review of something called the Aero Precision Bolt Action SOLUS Competition Model.  If you look at Aero Precision’s web site, this piece has a recommended retail price of $1,999.

Wow.  Excerpt:

The SOLUS Competition Model is an improvement upon the former iterations of the SOLUS rifle. So this is not Aero’s first foray into the world of bolt actions, but I’m going to guess their former success made them realize there’s a market for these rifles built by them. Why wouldn’t there be? After all Aero is a trusted and high-quality manufacturer of firearms, firearm parts, and everything that goes bang.

After chatting with the representative for a bit about the rifle, he handed me a loaded box magazine and I bellied up to the bench where the SOLUS Competition rifle was sitting. The rifle comes in different chamberings with the one at industry day in 6.5 Creedmoor. The rifles are based on the Remington 700 short action footprint and are configured to accommodate AICS/AIAW magazines. The model was also outfitted with one of Aero’s new suppressors, a Lahar-30.

OK, so it’s a bolt gun in Tacticool trim, and that’s groovy, if that’s your thing.  You could point to my own favorite bolt gun, the veteran Thunder Speaker, with its Kevlar stock and question my demurring on Tacticool, but Thunder Speaker has a traditional rifle form, a hunting-style scope, polished, blued steel and a 1908 DWM Mauser action.  The Kevlar stock is the only concession to modern furniture on what is 100% a hunting rifle, and I wasn’t particularly enthusiastic about that concession.

See, here’s the kind of thing I like in a rifle:If Tacticool is your thing, that’s great.  More power to you, and I hope Aero Precision sees nothing but success with this model and, indeed, with their entire lineup.  But if I’m spending $2k on a rifle, I want it to look good.  I know some folks (correctly) point out that function has a beauty all its own, but I still love nice walnut and polished, blued steel.

As my late Grandpa used to say, “every cat its own rat.”

Animal’s Hump Day News

Happy Hump Day!

You almost certainly noticed last week’s placeholder totty instead of regular posts.  That was because Mrs. Animal and yr. obdt. were in Michigan, where daughter #3 married her long-term beau.  It was a great time, with a radiant bride and a beaming groom, and another incident with an adjacent wedding that made me chuckle; see the cultural edification segment below.

The happy couple pulling in a salmon together.

On the Monday after the wedding, the father of the groom invited us all on a charter fishing excursion on Lake Michigan.  That was great fun.  It was a gorgeous day, the kids caught some good-sized king and coho salmon, I hooked a big steelhead that leaped twice and threw the hook on the second leap, but it was still great fun.

It was a great trip, and it was even greater to see a child happily married.  This makes three of four!

Now then…

On To the Links!

1977 called, they want their economy back.

I love a happy ending.

Hunker down, folks.

And nothing will be done about it.  Honestly, yes, John “Lurch” Kerry broke the law, and he will face zero consequences.  Zero.  Zip.  Nada.  None.

The red wave is rolling.

President Trump stands for the Second Amendment no matter what.

Six facts about global warming.

We can hope.

Now they’re after your 9mm handgun.  Apparently a 9mm can “blow a lung out of your body.”  What horseshit.  I wonder what they’d think of my heavy .45 Colt loads, which I can state from experience will let daylight in both sides of a big corn-fed Iowa whitetail, the long way.

Related:  Fuck off, slavers.

No shit, Sherlock.

It’s like the Democrats are trying to get completely blown out of the water in November.

Fuck off, slavers, Part Deux.

File this under “belaboring the obvious”:  CNN doesn’t know jack shit about firearms.

This Week’s Idiots:

 

 

 

 

 

Whoopi Goldberg is an idiot.

Chuck Schumer is a sanctimonious prick, and an idiot.

The Nation’s Elie Mystal (Repeat Offender Alert) is an idiot.

Meghan Markle:  Self-awareness rating, zero.

What.  An.  Asshole.

Haw haw haw!

Stupid person, stupid idea.

MSNBC’s Hayes Brown (Repeat Offender Alert) is an idiot.

MSNBC’s Dean Obeidallah (Repeat Offender Alert) is an idiot.

Senile or stupid?  Why not both?

The Nation’s David Cole is an idiot.

This Week’s Cultural Edification:

So, I mentioned the wedding.

The Grand Rapids, Michigan venue the kids chose for the wedding is pretty big, and as it happens there was another, larger wedding taking place on the same evening.  Just after our wedding concluded and the families (family, now) were enjoying the reception, eating and talking, there was a fuss over at the wedding on the other side of the venue, where it turned out the best man had misplaced the rings.

I found out about the misplaced rings when I heard singing in the open area outside where we were eating.  Our newly-married daughter, her maid of honor (and sister) and her bridesmaids had found out about the missing rings and were dancing and singing this song, although not where the other party could hear it – no sense in rubbing it in.  Still, I laughed.  Our kids are often cynical and sarcastic.  We’re very proud.

Animal’s Daily Fur, Fish & Game News

Today’s outdoor magazines all seem to look alike these days.  Some of these mags I had subscribed to since the early Seventies, but have dropped in the last few years for a number of reasons.  I dumped Sports Afield after they went all-in for “assault weapon” bans.  I lost interest in Outdoor Life after they became Craig Boddington Takes Yet Another Expensive Guided Exotics Hunt to Advertise Guns and Gear I’m Not Interested In Buying.  Add to that the fact that most of these slick, shiny rags are more advertisement than content; even the content is selling something.

But there’s one good outdoor journal for the Regular Guys among us still on the market.

I’m referring to a little magazine (available in digital format too) named Fur, Fish & Game.  I can’t say much more to describe them than they do themselves:

Since 1925, FUR-FISH-GAME has been highly acclaimed as the magazine for practical outdoorsmen. We cover a wider variety of outdoor pursuits than any other magazine. And we are the only national outdoor magazine that still publishes a new issue each and every month of the year. All because we know that when you truly love the great outdoors, there is no such thing as an off-season.

Bear in mind that I’m not advertising for Fur, Fish & Game.  Well, I sort of am, but I’m not receiving anything in return other than the satisfaction of spreading the word about a publication I enjoy a great deal.

A big part of what I enjoy about them is that they aren’t aiming for the high-dollar, guided hunt market.  They’re providing good info on hunting, fishing and, yes, trapping for regular folks.  The current (February) issue includes tips on hunting hares in rough country, trapping desert ringtails, hunting javelina in Arizona and catching big catfish at ice-out.  Regular stories for regular folks, lots of good information, and what ads they do run are ads for quality outdoor clothing and equipment – no Viagra or hair-restoration ads.

If you’re an outdoor guy, check them out.  They’re the only outdoor magazine worth paying for these days.

Rule Five Useless UN News

Issues & Insights has some great… insights on the imminent meeting of the frankly useless UN Climate Summit.  Excerpts, with my comments, follow:

Later this month, private- and public-sector “leaders” will meet in Glasgow, Scotland. Nearly all will fly to the conference, many in private jets. And what will they talk about? Saving the climate from greenhouse gas emissions, of course.

The United Nations Conference of Parties on ​​climate change, the 26th version of this long-running clown show, starts Oct. 31 and will run through Nov. 12. Media coverage will be both intense and obsequious; attendees, especially the ever-smug John Kerry, “special” climate envoy to the president, will speak in somber tones due to the seriousness at hand; warnings of impending doom will be issued; and absolutely nothing will be accomplished.

This is because there’s nothing to accomplish.

John “Lurch” Kerry, of course, being the biggest hypocrite on this issue since Al Gore, will almost certainly fly to this summit on his private jet, after departing from one of his several mansions.  Is he up to three yachts yet, or is it only two?  You know, the ones he keeps docked in Rhode Island to dodge the Massachusetts port taxes?

“An existential threat is one that threatens the very existence of mankind. Something that is simply a challenge or an inconvenience is not an existential threat,” explains University of Washington atmospheric sciences professor Cliff Mass. “An existential threat must have the potential to undermine the very viability of human civilization.”

Mass believes “global warming is a serious problem” that will have “substantial impacts,” but he says “in no way does it seriously threaten our species or human civilization.”

“With reasonable mitigation and adaptation, mankind will continue to move forward – reducing poverty, living healthier lives, and stabilizing our population.”

For those who haven’t noticed, humanity has been enormously successful at adapting to, and in many cases, overcoming an environment that is hostile to its existence.

Humans are the most adaptable species to ever walk the planet.  While remaining, biologically, a relatively hairless African savannah ape, we have moved into every climate on the planet, from the Arctic Ocean to Tierra Del Fuego.  We’ve conquered mountain ranges and oceans; I think we can handle a change in the weather.  And besides, who the hell are we to determine what the Earth’s “correct” temperature is?  This planet is about 4.55 billion years old, and through most of that time it’s been a lot warmer than it is now.

But here’s the real onion:

It will also be a gathering of hypocrites. Attendees of the 2008 climate meeting in Copenhagen needed 140 private jets and 1,200 limousines to get the “job” done. Travel to and from the 2015 climate talks in Paris emitted about 300,000 tons of carbon dioxide. Nearly 1,500 private jets were flown to Davos, Switzerland, in 2019 for the World Economic Forum, where climate was one of the chief topics.

That’s a lot of fossil fuel burned in the name of cutting fossil fuel emissions.

Ay, there’s the rub.  It’s not the science that’s astounding; it’s the hypocrisy.  This is a gathering of unrepentant elites, dreaming up policy positions that they smugly assume will never be applied to their own lifestyles.  Like the old Soviet Politburo, they reckon that the rules will apply to the masses, but not to them, and were they to have their way, that’s exactly what would happen – and any kulaks and wreckers better watch out, because it’s a damned short step from “good intentions” to “do what you’re told or else.”

Oh, and this just in:  They are using Diesel generators to charge the fleet of Teslas that are being used to shuttle people around the conference.  I swear, you just can’t make this shit up.

I’ve long been in favor of extricating the U.S. from the UN.  This useless, hypocritical climate summit is just one more damn good reason to do so.

Animal’s Hump Day News

Happy Hump Day!

Winter comes early to the Great Land, but not all at once.  Last Saturday we woke to snow, and then later that day the accumulation melted in 50-degree temperatures.  Now, last night, it started a mixture of snow and rain here, and farther up the Valley north of Talkeetna they are projected to get 6-12 inches of white stuff today and tonight.  It’s October, and when snow comes now it’s here to stay.

First snow in the Great Land.

Winters are long and cold here, something we knew going in, of course.  But there’s a really neat feeling of being proof against the cold and snow.  We have a well-insulated house, a big fuel oil tank, plenty of firewood, and lots of heavy comforters on the bed.

Humans are a pretty amazing species.  Biologically we’re still pretty much a tropical savannah ape, adapted to hot, dry climates.  But, because of our brains, we can and do live in every climate on the planet, and not just with our modern technology – any member of the Inuit tribes up here can tell you that.  Humans are a pretty capable bunch, for the most part.

Well.  Most of us are.

And so…

On To the Links!

Best wishes to Governor DeSantis and his wife Casey.  I was glad to see the gracious statement by the Miami-Dade Democrats; this kind of thing should transcend politics, and the Miami-Dade folks showed a little class.

President Biden(‘s handlers) nominate a no-shit Communist as Comptroller of the Currency.

“The missing guy?  Well, he’s about your size, about your weight, wearing…  Haaaang on!”

Have we ever had a less competent President?  I have to say no.  Somewhere the ghost of Andrew Johnson is breathing a sigh of relief.

We can’t tax and spend our way to recovery.  And yet pols keep trying it.

Fuck you, cut spending.

How can you tell Joe Biden is lying?  His lips are moving.

This is how you do it, Part 1.

This is how you do it, Part 2.

This Week’s Idiots:

The Atlantic‘s David Litt is an idiot.

The daffy old Bolshevik from Vermont continues to beclown himself.

Rep. Al Green (D-TX) is an idiot.

Paul Krugman (Repeat Offender Alert) is still a partisan hack, and an idiot.

Vox‘s Ian Millhiser is an idiot.

Alyssa Milano is an idiot.

Slate‘s Dahlia Lithwick and Mark Joseph Stern (Repeat Offenders Alert) are both idiots.

CNN’s Chris Cillizza (Repeat Offender Alert) is an idiot.

Gabrielle Giffords is an idiot.

This Week’s Cultural Edification:

One of the great rock & roll events history was the swan song of The Band, immortalized by Martin Scorsese in the 1978 film The Last Waltz.  The Band was an amazing assemblage of talent, and the film mentioned had a lot of guest talent playing along with Band members Rick Danko, Garth Hudson, Richard Manuel, Robbie Robertson and Levon Helm.

Here is one of my favorite clips from that show:  This is Levon Helm on vocals with the song Up On Cripple Creek.  Enjoy.

Animal’s Daily Apex Predator News

This should come as no surprise to those who study early humans, or to those who pursue furred or feathered critters in the game fields, but a new study shows humans have been apex predators for over two million years.  Excerpt:

“One prominent example is the acidity of the human stomach,” says Dr. Ben-Dor. “The acidity in our stomach is high when compared to omnivores and even to other predators. Producing and maintaining strong acidity require large amounts of energy, and its existence is evidence for consuming animal products. Strong acidity provides protection from harmful bacteria found in meat, and prehistoric humans, hunting large animals whose meat sufficed for days or even weeks, often consumed old meat containing large quantities of bacteria, and thus needed to maintain a high level of acidity. Another indication of being predators is the structure of the fat cells in our bodies. In the bodies of omnivores, fat is stored in a relatively small number of large fat cells, while in predators, including humans, it’s the other way around: we have a much larger number of smaller fat cells. Significant evidence for the evolution of humans as predators has also been found in our genome. For example, geneticists have concluded that “areas of the human genome were closed off to enable a fat-rich diet, while in chimpanzees, areas of the genome were opened to enable a sugar-rich diet.”

Evidence from human biology was supplemented by archaeological evidence. For instance, research on stable isotopes in the bones of prehistoric humans, as well as hunting practices unique to humans, show that humans specialized in hunting large and medium-sized animals with high fat content. Comparing humans to large social predators of today, all of whom hunt large animals and obtain more than 70% of their energy from animal sources, reinforced the conclusion that humans specialized in hunting large animals and were in fact hypercarnivores.

“Hunting large animals is not an afternoon hobby,” says Dr. Ben-Dor. “It requires a great deal of knowledge, and lions and hyenas attain these abilities after long years of learning. Clearly, the remains of large animals found in countless archaeological sites are the result of humans’ high expertise as hunters of large animals. Many researchers who study the extinction of the large animals agree that hunting by humans played a major role in this extinction – and there is no better proof of humans’ specialization in hunting large animals. Most probably, like in current-day predators, hunting itself was a focal human activity throughout most of human evolution. Other archaeological evidence – like the fact that specialized tools for obtaining and processing vegetable foods only appeared in the later stages of human evolution – also supports the centrality of large animals in the human diet, throughout most of human history.”

Hunting is what made us what we are.

Think about it like this:  Among very early humans, some were better at finding foods high in protein and fats.  Larger brains are metabolic gas-guzzlers, and while needing more proteins and fats to run than smaller brains, also lend greater intelligence, enabling those hominids to learn new and better ways of obtaining proteins and fats – in other words, meat.  Smarter hominids were better at obtaining meat, first through scavenging, then through hunting, and the increased quality of diet allowed more intelligent hominids to survive, and to increase their reproductive success, which in turn led to even richer diets by succeeding generations – forming a sort of self-reinforcing feedback loop that resulted in, well, us.

Remember that next time you confront a vegan soy-boy intent on lecturing you on the evils of meat.

Goodbye, Blue Monday

Goodbye, Blue Monday!

Thanks as always to Pirate’s Cove, The Other McCain, Bacon Time and Whores and Ale for the Rule Five links!

Our recent visit to Alaska was fabulous, as I’ve already written last week.  On Friday, though, we looked at a couple of places up north in Willow, and were treated to some wondrous views of Denali.  Then, on Saturday, we drove to Seward, back up to Palmer in time for an early-evening dessert at the Palmer Ale House, then to the airport and home (for now) to Denver.

Pictures are worth a thousand words, so those follow beneath the fold.  Regular news posts resume tomorrow! Continue reading Goodbye, Blue Monday

Goodbye, Blue Monday

Goodbye, Blue Monday!

Thanks as always to Pirate’s Cove, Bacon Time, and The Other McCain for the Rule Five links!

Last Saturday Mrs. Animal and yr. obdt. got up early and headed up to Grand County, where we engaged in the pursuit of Colorado dusky grouse.  Our efforts fell far short of hardcore, as we were more interested in enjoying a day in the mountains, away from the stress, strain and noise of the Denver area where we make our home.  In that sense the day was a roaring success.  We did see grouse, but only on private land on the drive in to the hunting area.

Typical of the country.

Again, not that disappointing.  A day in the mountains cannot be disappointing.  But the dusky grouse of the western mountains is indeed worth pursuing, especially early in the season.

Dusky Grouse

Early in the season these plump birds are eating grass seeds, grasshoppers and berries, and are very tasty.  I always recommend making them into a casserole or cooking them in a crock with a can of cream of onion or cream of celery tossed in; they are tasty but very lean, and if you cook them like chicken they’ll be tough and dry.  Later in the season, along about late October or November, the birds have moved into the heavy timber and are eating needles, which can give them an unpleasant taste.

Early in the season, again, the birds are pretty tame.  Mrs. Animal and I generally hunt them with .22 pistols, to make it interesting.  These grouse will often just sit on the ground looking at you, or if they fly, they generally fly up to a low branch and sit looking down at you.  In those circumstances they are very vulnerable to a well-placed .22LR standard-velocity target load.  I have a 12-inch .22LR barrel with a 2.5x scope for my Contender, and can hit birds out to 75 yards with that rig very easily.

Next weekend is North Park’s one-weekend sage grouse season.  I haven’t yet decided whether I want to go up and have a go at those big open-country birds.  We’ll see.  In the meantime, enjoy your day off, True Believers!