Why I Became a Conservation Police Officer

Ever since I was a young boy I have been enthralled in the outdoors. I grew up on Lake Ontario in upstate New York, driving boats and fishing. My Grandfather taught me everything that I know about fishing and boating. The lake is where I had my first encounter with an Environmental Conservation Officer (Game Warden).  I was fishing for bass with my grandfather when the officer pulled alongside our boat. I remember vividly how smoothly he pulled alongside us and very politely and professionally asked how the fishing was that day. His uniform was crisp and his boots were shined. He had a clean shave and his uniform fit him flawlessly. He checked our fishing licenses and measured the bass we had on board. He thanked us for doing things the ethical way and then gave me a sticker in the shape of his badge. I wore that sticker on my shirt for days until the stickiness wore out. I remember talking to my grandfather and telling him that I wanted to do that job one day! Read the rest of this article…

  • June 15th, 2017

Snakes in the Grass

©By David Hart

They were called “frankenfish” and “fishzilla,” as if they were created in the laboratory of a mad scientist. They even morphed into a mythological creature that could walk across dry land and survive out of water for days. The hysteria around snakeheads also spawned a rash of B-list movies. One included gruesome attacks by roving packs of six-foot fish that devoured swimmers, crashed boats, and slithered into lakeside cabins to gnaw on helpless teenagers.  Read the rest of this article…

  • May 9th, 2017