I remember I had a great uncle who ranched up by Whitney Tx. Close to Brazos river. He had a "buzzard trap" up on one of them old baldy hills. He raised a lot of mohair goats. He'd trap a bunch of buzzards and get in trap and beat hell out of em all with a cedar fence stay.
Braver man than I! That'd be worth the price of admission!  Yeah I had a cousin that would tell The absolute funniest story about his session of buzzard killin' with Uncle Ernest! LOL
Founder
Ancient Order of the 1895 Winchester
"Come, shall we go and kill us venison?
And yet it irks me the poor dappled fools,
Being native burghers of this desert city,
Should in their own confines with forked heads
Have their round haunches gored."
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