Clark Hollow Ramblings: Rainy days and politics

I’m sure you remember the old commercial for Morton Salt, which said, “When it rains, it pours.” Well, we finally got the long-needed rain, and I must say our fervent prayers were answered. Truth is, the way the rain spread itself out over several days and nights was another blessing. I measured right at 4½ inches here in Flint Hill, and still there wasn’t much flooding or runoff. If you like living close to the ground, I hope you enjoyed every minute and every drop of it. I know I did.

We have been seeing a lot of bears, lately. I think the previous dry weather may have something to do with it. I know they go to the rivers and streams, not just for water, but to forage for frogs and crayfish and whatever they can find under rocks when it gets very dry. I remember being awakened more than once when staying at the cabin, which is right alongside the Jordan River. The bears would get in the river and start rolling over rocks looking for something to eat. It sounded like a giant pinball machine.

Oct. 1 was the beginning of big game season here in Rappahannock, and if you hunt with the bow and arrow, I hope you got a chance to get out. I haven’t been out, yet. I am not quite as nimble and strong as I used to be. And getting into a tree stand has become a bit problematic. I bought a crossbow from a friend last year, and have shot it some here at home, but it takes a pretty good man to load the dang thing.

And if you hunt, I will remind you that the restrictions the board of supervisors put in place last year, via a request to the Department of Game and Inland Fisheries, remain in place. I had hoped that would change, but the folks at DGIF told me that when they put new rules like that in place, they like to do it for two years, to get an idea of their effectiveness.

I don’t wish to dwell on this or to beat up on the board of supervisors; it seems they have enough to keep them busy these days. But the provisions of the Earn-a-Buck rules require that for every antlered deer you take, you must also take a non-antlered deer before you can take another buck. That’s not all there is to it, but it is the gist of it. Just be careful and keep yourself informed so you don’t run afoul of one more meaningless level of regulation.

And while I still think the regulation is redundant and will probably cost the county in the number of hunter days afield, which is just what you don’t want if you are trying to control the deer herd, I guess it could be worse. We could have The Donald or Crooked Hillary running the county. Don’t get me started. How the two major political parties could come up with these two losers is way beyond my comprehension.

I don’t think we have ever had an election for president where we had to wait and see if someone was going to be indicted for high crimes and misdemeanors before they became the nominee. And don’t get your shorts in a knot from reading that last sentence. The other choice is just as bad. If Trump won’t listen to his advisers now, you should not expect that when and if he wins the election and the swelling in his head is worse than it is now, that he will listen to reason then.

If I have offended your choice of candidate for the Office of the Presidency, I apologize. I tried to offend them equally. In the meantime, as the sitting president once said, I guess there is nothing left for us common folk to do but to cling to our Bibles and our guns. I wonder if Canada is taking immigrants from the United States.

Richard Brady
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Richard Brady was born and raised within sight of Rappahannock Peak, as was his father, grandfather, great-grandfather, great-great-grandfather, etc. He graduated from George Mason University and was employed for 35 years with various agencies of the federal government. He retired in 2001, and he and his wife, Linda, live in Flint Hill, Va.