Back in the 1980s, my cousins and I decided to “get serious” about
improving the buck quality on the 600-plus acres we hunted in central
Wisconsin. Most of us were not far removed from a farm background, so one of
the first things we did was something any good farmer who wanted his critters
to grow big and impressive would do: We tried to get rid of breeding age males
that looked inferior. We’d have had more success herding cats.
