Morning thoughts on 'collateral damage'.
Hobbling out to the workshop this morning, (you do that with a broken bone in your ankle - and there are some who might wish it was in my neck), I set my head down into my collar against the weather coming in from the S. West - that endlessly returning chill of rain in the wind - and wondered briefly on the hardy animals which inhabit these places. At least I could get out of it and enjoy my morning cup of tea.
What a potmess this situation is, regarding the deer. I was spoiled in that I lived and worked all of my deer working life within the boundaries of a peninsula which largely contained both wintering and summering grounds for stags and hinds, and the fact was that the hinds had no reason to depart from their year-round hefted areas whilst the well-regulated stags had no reason to leave either. In those days I could look at a certain patch of hill face and know - for instance - that there would be between twenty five and thirty mature stags lounging about, whilst a quarter of a mile away there would be another group of younger staggies, from two years old up to about seven. With the cull we were doing then there was a decade or two of relative stability, but things do change; it's a planetary fact.
Messaging to and fro takes a lot of time - even with my relative and temporary disability which allows me to do little else for the time being - and the subject being covered by Bambislayer is hugely complex, would take a big book - and a whole new civilisation of non-biased humans to work it out.
Peter Fraser came in along with the SGA when to all intents and purposes the stalkers and keepers of Scotland had no defense, no one to back them, and the institutions which they joined in the hopes of receiving support turned out largely to be career-minded toothless tigers whilst their employers preferred to remain quietly in the background, reaping the benefits if there were any but having a safety exit of non-involvement if there was any political backlash.
This strategy was successful until the Scottish parliament was instated and unfriendly eyes indicated that private land ownership was viewed as a political incorrectness, and it is in this slot that I might comment that assertions of Peter's emotional involvement in deer matters might be weighed against the socialist motivated incursions of land approved by that new governing body, fueled by what ? whipped-up 'Braveheart' illusions to those in the Scottish midlands of a freedom for all, by those who have an ambition to rule, but do not have the first clue about what makes the land tick north of Perth, or inland from the parts of the East Coast which serve the oil rigs.
Politics and sectarianism, historical grudges and hatreds, past injustice by those landlords who were horrible to their tenants, and in turn, tenants who were well treated by who bit the hand that fed them. In some sectors there were and still are ingrained racial hatreds and these all affect our society, unfortunately erupting to influence the workings of the deer world , and the deer are pawns in the game.
It was not long after a session I had with some aquaijntances who were banging on about 'the privileges class having the money to shoot and fish', that I sat in an airport and watched a Glasgow couple dressed in shell suits, carrying skiis and bickering like crows on a chimneystack. My wife and I were heading out to stay with friends for a couple of weeks - on the cheap and as a return favour - but here was the same gallous couple returning from their resort on the same flight as us and it occurred to me that they too might complain about 'the privileged classes' but that they had possibly - between their drinking and other entertainments - because they were exhibiting drink on both occasions, spent about the same amount of money on their holiday as a deer shooting client would on a trip to a letting estate - especially if it was to hinds.
I'm sorry - this is long-winded but we all know what we mean when we send messages to and fro, but not everyone can express themselves and there are misunderstandings.
Peter has a good and honest heart. He came from the land and he was not trained to public speaking nor with the skills to manipulate words 'off the cuff' in public, and it is unfortunately easy to make such people look much less than they are, especially if they do not have a plummy accent', (and mine is terrible mix of mongerel so I have no chance).
He had the courage to stand up and be counted, and it appears, the good fortune to have an employer who gave him free license to do so in a time when we were still largely under the yoke of having to watch ourselves and not have opinions outside our station. (I clearly recall a certain landlord stating vehemently at a meeting I attended that it should be forest owners only and not their staff who should attend such meetings).
If, however, it is felt that Peter has outlived his tenure as spokesman for Scottish deer, then those who feel strongly about it should put themselves forward to the SGA and volunteer to take up the yoke; and I say this in all fairness as it HAS been mentioned and it appears - seconded by silent agreement from others - but remember ! "Heavy is the head that wears the crown". When you get up there it ain't so easy as it looks.
Stags wintering on far-away estates is no new thing, In fact it is an historical fact, and the break-out of stags from the Conon area near the East coast directly affects the knock-on affect of travelling stags which arrive heading towards the river Ling and Dornie on the West Coast, but in the old days estates were so large that they absorbed the wintering damage and subsequent stag movement and it was an accepted fact of life.
Now-a-days many estates have been split into smaller parcels of land and it is unfortunate that only the land divisions have been changed - on maps. The historical and habitual movement of the beasts has not altered, so this results in a smaller estate suffering - the land area which always hosts the wintering beasts.
In this case - it does not indicate that the deer are pests or that any one person is being dishonest, it just highlights the fact that NOT ONE IOTA of taxpayers money goes into a pot dealing with our nation's deer apart from the one which serves to pay contract stalker wages and ammo. It would be nice if this problem was recognised and reparation made - much in the same manner as boar damage is dealt-with in Germany. Deer are a natural resource which are taken for granted because they are there - they breed for free - there are no vets bills - and no fodder bills out of the public purse. At the same time deer have attracted in tourists - both shooting and viewing - and they occupy areas which are otherwise useful for what ? Telly-Tubby wind farms ? Fields of wheat and tatties ? Maybe all that valuable whisky from the hill burns which Mr. Salmond seems to imagine we are going to survive-on - because we have little else North of Stirling, but heather and rock. Closing down just about everything in a country in aid of tourism produces the stale vista of locals turning into what the Americans know as 'cigar store Indians'. The has-beens with nothing but tired old stories of the past.
Fish farming is in decline - our West coast is in the stages of being fished out because of myriads of crab - lobster - prawn and squat lobster pots laid over one another in places so that no one dare lift a fleet in order to clean it in case someone else comes along and occupies that spot. Boats were limited to so many fleets of pots - so all the clever owners did was to buy more boats along with their pot allowance.
Is Scotland going to leech off the European bank ? Greece has already had a go and many Irish are fleeing to more favourable parts of the world because the Euro days are past for them as well. If that was the plan then we have knocked on the door after the bees departed with the honey.
Sheep - for instance - are one of the most heavily subsidised beasts in Scotland, and their needs are served at every turn, but the only public money going towards our national largest wild animal is spent on the killing of them.
Now - where is this alternative land use which is envisaged ? Along the route from Perth to Inverness there are some nice stretches which could be further fenced and afforested - particularly from Aviemore to Kingussie - then designated as a beaver reserve as much of the lower lying, riverside land is bog in any case.
The small farmers on either side of the A9 can like it or lump it. If they can work along side the beavers then good luck to them, if not they are merely collateral damage.
What a frightful and arrogant scenario, but this is a reality of what constantly lies in store for some apprehensive deer forest managers - stalkers and their families.
Do I need to go on ? Nothing will be solved until the mess in the pot is cleared out and along with it the lies, skulduggery, backdoor dealings and career bias. Promises are made to be broken. Referendums are carried out to be ignored when they do not suit the preferred results required by government - as are the old handshake deals which men used to honour, and I have witnessed some meetings people - from both sides of the table - depart the venue with looks on their faces like Mr.Bean at his wily worst.
Let's not argue amongst ourselves but direct our energies towards a viable deer solution which is not based on hypotheses and projections which might only come to pass in fifty years. The solutions need to apply to those who live in the present as well