I am a trapper! (hopefully)

by Sep 21, 2015Hunting in Maine, Maine Trapping

I am a trapper! (hopefully)

By the time this post goes ‘live’ I hope that I can announce that I have passed my trapping education class!  Over the past few years, I have been trying new things in the outdoor world (hello bear hunting) and one of the things that I wanted to know more about was trapping.  I may never actually set a trap myself, but I think that in order for me to write authentically about it, I should know how to do it or have at least tried it.

I plan to go out with a few friends this winter and see how they run their trap lines.  I would love to come back with a martin or fisher but I want to know about it first.  As a renewable resource that provides people with income in the winter months, trapping is one of those lost arts that people forget about because it’s what our ancestors used to do. But, I don’t think it is lost.

I really want a fox pelt and maybe I will be able to work up enough courage to try and trap a fox (live, foothold trap) but I am still stuck on having to look the animal in the eye before I kill it.  We will see. I also said that I had no desire to hunt bear and look where that got me.

If I am successful and get my permit to go trapping, I will buy some gear and start writing about my adventures and if I do catch something… we will see how that goes.

1 Comment

  1. It will be interesting to follow your progress..

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