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     During my time as regional officer in St. Paul, Wayne Brown was the district officer there. One day in 1979, he came to me with a proposal for what he called an experiment. He wanted to set up a decoy deer in an effort to monitor compliance. I had serious reservations with his proposal. I was particularly concerned with the safety aspect since we would be encouraging, nay baiting, folks to discharge firearms in the dark. I insisted that a spot be found that was backstopped by a hill that would absorb even the most errant of shots. Brown came up with what we figured was a perfect location, in the Beaver River valley. It should be noted here that Brown and I discussed this matter some months ago and, strange as it may seem, we can’t totally agree on all the details. 

     The decoy was fashioned from cardboard with two reflective eyes. It didn’t look like much up close but, once placed in the appropriate cover, it looked surprisingly real in the dark when struck by the headlights of a car. 

     We had no plans to charge the shooters, but we did want to gauge compliance. To that end we set up with two crews: one to observe the vehicles in proximity to the bait and a second crew to flag down the vehicles once they had passed the bait, to determine whether or not firearms were present in those vehicles. 

     It was an interesting night. Several passers by took advantage of the perceived opportunity. They stopped and took a poke or two at our dummy deer. Neither Brown nor I can recall that actual number, but it was significant; perhaps five or six. What we do agree on is that the crew checking the vehicles after they had passed the decoy determined that the only passers by that did not stop to shoot were those who did not have a firearm in the vehicle. The experiment had proven that compliance was poor. 

     We, and others continuing the experiment, feared the courts would not support prosecution of those who shot dummy deer. Although the shooters surely thought they were shooting at deer, in fact they were not. Then there were those who felt the courts might see this as entrapment. One of our colleagues likened this to dropping a twenty-dollar bill on the corner of Jasper Avenue and 97th Street. There’s no doubt it would be picked up. I must agree. However, there is no law against picking up twenty dollars off the street. It is, however, illegal to shoot a deer in the dark using the headlights of your vehicle. 

     As the decoy program evolved, the decoys became more sophisticated and they came to be known as surrogate wildlife. Decoy, as a noun, is defined as something to lure victims. A surrogate is merely something that takes the place of another. Crown prosecutors successfully argued that surrogates were not a form of entrapment. Shooters were not compelled or induced to break the law. They could just as well pass on the opportunities we were providing. It was argued, however, excessively large antlers might be seen to be too great an inducement. 

     Some time ago Dennis Giggs, Regional Head of Wildlife in Northeast Region, shared a surrogate yarn from the early days of the program. In the late 80s a battery operator took what he thought was a golden opportunity to bag a moose as he headed out west of Manning for his night shift, late in the season. In those days the surrogate targets were not nearly as sophisticated as they are today. 

     When the plywood moose failed to go down he knew he’d been had and he made no effort to elude the game wardens when they pounced. It is worthy of note that the shooter was also a guide and outfitter. Apparently he had been too busy with those duties earlier in the season to fill his own tags. In due coarse he was charged with hunting more than one-half hour after sunset and subsequently convicted. 

     This individual was one to spend a lot of time in local coffee shops. When word got around he had shot a plywood moose, he was often greeted in his favourite haunts with queries like, “Hey Bud, where did you get yer moose cut up, at Beaver Lumber?” 

     Today’s surrogates have come a long way from the first cardboard decoy. These days they are genuine mounts. They move and they fall when shot. 

     Several months ago Henry Kujat, a District Fish and Wildlife officer in the Northeast Region, relayed this story of an almost successful surrogate operation. He and four other game wardens set up a surrogate white-tailed deer buck in an area that was experiencing night hunting activity and had historically been targeted by night hunters. Two officers were on surveillance and another pair was in an intercept unit. Kujat was in the second intercept vehicle. 

     It was a cold November night during the early 1990s. The sky was clear, the air was cold. You could hear for miles. After quite some time the boys in unit one reported an approaching vehicle. Kujat could see its headlights as the vehicle wended its way along the winding road allowance. Then the lights disappeared. All the officers were wondering where the vehicle had gone, as it did not pass unit one's location or the surveillance unit. After a half-minute wait a rifle shot was heard. Unit one headed west along the road and approached a truck with a lone occupant. The vehicle was stopped and checked. There was evidence indicating one or two others had been in the vehicle. While one of the officers spoke with the occupant, Kujat and a second officer followed the vehicle tracks to a location where the truck had turned sideways on the road. Footprints on the road indicated two individuals had left the truck and entered a field. A dead white-tailed deer was found about 75 yards into the field, but the two individuals who had made the tracks were conspicuous by their absence. 

     The officers assumed the poachers were hiding in the bush and made several attempts to call them out with the loud haler. This didn't work so Kujat had to tell a little white lie which went like this, “If you guys don't come out we will be releasing the dog.” Like magic one of the suspects emerged from the bush. The other guy had made it back to the road and was walking down the road allowance towards home. When he walked past the surveillance unit, he was whistling. That alerted the officers and they nabbed him. 

     During the ensuing investigation the officers learned that these three poachers were heading towards the location of the surrogate when a deer ran across the road in front of their truck. The driver immediately turned the truck sideways on the road in an attempt to use the headlights to illuminate the deer. Once the deer was caught in the lights, one of the poachers fired a single shot, killing the animal. Two left the vehicle and ran into the field to retrieve the deer. The driver drove the truck on down the road to where the first intercept unit stopped him. When the two men in the field heard other vehicles approaching, they hid. 

     It is gratifying to know the poachers were brought to justice, but regrettable that the surrogate was not shot and a real deer had to be taken. 

     Poachers are opportunists. Even when they are not actively seeking game they will jump at any chance to take an animal. Their victims don’t complain. The clumsy decoys of 1979 became today’s sophisticated surrogates, an excellent tool in the battle against poachers.

J.B. Struthers is former Chief of 
Enforcement (Ret.) for the Alberta Fish and
 Wildlife Division and a member of the Alberta 
Game Warden Association in Edmonton.

 

                                    

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