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                                          by  Neil Feinberg

 




 

Bambi must die


 It wasn't a good omen for Lincoln's defenseless fawns and does.  Last week's Conservation Commission meeting was the first to be held in the Hartwell Multi-Purpose Room since the commission announced restrictive dog-walking regulations at Mt. Misery.

Then, commission members merely demanded that dogs be leashed.  This time, the topic was hunting deer with bows and arrows on town conservation land.   They were seeking resident input on whether or not the practice should be permitted. 

Considering that Bambi's life was on the line, the meeting was thinly attended.   One of the commission's co-chairmen wasn't able to attend.  He was off trekking in Nepal, presumably without his bow and arrows.  The other co-chairman was present, but his comments and those of other commission members made it clear that Bambi's fate hangs in the balance of a committee split opinion.

Supported by Conservation Commission Administrator Tom Gumbart and some of the commission members, arguments for allowing deer hunting go something like this: 1) the deer carry ticks which cause Lyme Disease, 2) the deer can cause accidents when they recklessly run across busy roads, in front of speeding cars, without first looking both ways, and 3) the deer graze and nibble on Lincoln's vegetables, ornamental shrubs and other landscape plantings without first paying for them at prevailing salad bar rates.  
Gumbart began the meeting by highlighting the deers' faults (see above), then extolling the solution: kill 'em.  If you think that solution is too Draconian, don't worry.  In an effort to level the playing fields, firearms won't be allowed.  Only bows and arrows.  And it's not like bands of armed hunters will be roaming the woods.  Rather, hunters will be required to shin their way up trees and take aim from elevated deer stands.  And they wouldn't be out there all day long.  Mostly at dawn and dusk, when the deer are active.

Sudbury now allows deer hunting on conservation land and, according to Gumbart, it has received no negative feedback on the practice, at least not from Sudbury's human population.  Yet therein lies the problem with the argument to allow deer hunting on Lincoln's conservation land: all the data and evidence used to support that argument is purely anecdotal.  

There is no data showing that Lincoln's deer population is too large, nor even that it is growing.  Gumbart guesstimated that Lincoln has 16-20 deer per square mile (equal to between 232-291 deer), but nobody knows for sure.  He'd prefer to cull the herd down to 6-8 deer per square mile (a maximum of 116 deer), but nobody's been tagging them and nobody's taking a census.  I walk in the woods almost every day, sometimes early in the morning, sometimes towards dusk.  If there are almost 300 deer roaming Lincoln how come I rarely see them?

The commission pointed out that these dastardly deer also eat the understory, the foliage used by ground-nesting birds.  But there is no evidence that these birds have been left homeless. It's a similar argument to that used on unleashed dogs (that they used to trample that same understory). Will Lincoln's ground-nesting birds ever be safe?

Regarding public safety, the commission admitted it had no hard data on the number of deer-caused traffic accidents and no idea whether or not the problem has worsened over the last few years.  And, while deer surely carry ticks, there must be a gazillion of them lurking under the fallen leaves.  Every time I walk my frisky puppy on Lincoln's trails he attracts them by the dozen without bumping into any deer.  

And what about the killing method?  Can there be anything more cruel and painful than being hit by an arrow?  Especially when the arrow only wounds the animal. Gumbart acknowledged this when he said of the practice, "it's not painless, but it's part of hunting." But, with an arrow, the deer ultimately die by bleeding to death.  That rarely happens instantaneously, even with the truest of shots. 

The commission promised the implementation of a hunter education program and other safeguards, but I would be very nervous walking my dog, which has a rather bushy white tail, on town conservation land, knowing that there could be 30, 40 or even 50 armed people at any given time, as there are in Sudbury, lurking in the trees above.

Many more steps can be taken before reaching the drastic decision to hunt Bambi.  Real data should be collected; deer birth control methods should be explored; and the commission should be required to prove to Town Meeting's satisfaction that bow hunting is the most effective means of deer control.

My cat was eaten by a coyote, but I don't think we should hunt those pet predators.  Beavers have flooded the wetlands surrounding me, but I don't advocate killing those buck-toothed pests.  Canadian Geese poop in our drinking water supply and yet we don't blast them out of the sky. Why pick on Bambi? 
 



 

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