LMD Oct 2017

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Riding Herd

“The greatest homage we can pay to truth is to use it.”

by LEE PITTS

– JAMES RUSSELL LOWELL

October 15, 2017 • www.aaalivestock.com

Volume 59 • No. 10

Vanishing Act

By Lee Pitts

Never approach a bull from the front, a horse from the rear, or a fool from any direction.

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NEWSPAPER PRIORITY HANDLING

’m bewildered, bemused and just plain bumfuzzled that the society we live in wants to save purple frogs, pink fairy armadillos and leaping lesbian lizards but not the public lands rancher. And make no mistake, this sizable citizenry definitely needs protecting. Sixty five years ago there were 21,081 permittees on BLM land. Today there are half that number on the nearly 300 million acres controlled by the Forest Service and Bureau of Land Management. (Those two agencies control more than 90% of the public federal land.) If an animal species had been cut in two with only 10,000 still alive you can bet environmentalists would be petitioning the government for endangered species status. But the ranchers are only tax-paying people so no one seems to care. According to writer Mathew Anderson in his essay, DUSTY TRAILS: The Erosion of Grazing in the American West, “The number of animal unit months (AUMS) authorized by the BLM across Western grazing districts is less than half of what it was in 1949. From 1949 to 2014, the number of grazing district AUMs authorized by the BLM plunged

from 14,572,272 to 7,160,432 – with some states seeing a drop of more than 70%. Such a sharp decline,” wrote Anderson, “not only impacts ranchers’ way of life, but has a profound and lasting effect on taxpayers, local economies and the environment.” Our federal government claims ownership of half the land in the west and the BLM admits the land is not being well managed. Many westerners think the rancher and the land would be saved if the land was transferred to the

states as the feds promised to do when the states joined the Union. Leaders of the state’s rights movement say such a transfer would ease the tax burdens of many rural western counties, improve their economies, protect the environment and preserve the great icon of America’s west, the two legged rednecked cowboy.

But would it? Over the years I’ve asked many public lands ranchers if they’d prefer their landlord

to be a state land trust rather than the feds. To my surprise, in nearly every instance the public land rancher vehemently said, “NO!” Despite the reductions in AUM’s, the hassles over turn-out times, the wolves, and putting up with gun-toting, arrogant BLM personnel, the public lands ranchers said they’d take renting from the feds over a state any day. Why? When prodded for an answer all they’d say was, “You gotta be careful what you wish for.”

Slumlords The reason permittees don’t necessarily want state trusts to be their landlord can be found in a working paper in 2015 issued by the Property and Environment Research Center in Bozeman, Moncontinued on page two

Kill Regulations to Save the Sage Grouse BY BRIAN SEASHOLES & TODD GAZIANO

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riving ranchers out of business could lead to habitat loss for the very bird the rules are designed to protect. Conventional wisdom holds that state and federal environmental regulation is better than either alone. But even with the best of intentions, federal, one-size-fits-all regulation that interferes with more-effective state and private wildlife conservation efforts can cause real harm. That’s true for the greater sage grouse, a chicken-size bird that is found on 172 million acres in eleven western states. Federal sage-grouse plans issued in 2015 both hurt the sage grouse and threaten thousands of productive jobs tied to almost 73 million acres of federal land in the West. Killing those federal rules will help the grouse. For an on-the-ground view of these issues, consider the case of Jack Farris, a third-generation rancher in Garfield County, Colorado, who grazes cattle on federal land and on private land he owns and leases. The Farris family has a long tradition of environmental stewardship, including controlling noxious weeds and hauling water to remote troughs to lure cattle away from environmentally sensitive streams.

Now, however, as part of the federal sagegrouse plan for Colorado, Jack Farris would have to reduce the number of cattle he can graze by 50 percent, which he can’t afford. “If they cut my cattle by 50 percent, I might be out of business,” Jack told us. Garfield County officials, in objecting to the federal sage-grouse plan for Colorado, observed what could happen if the plan forced ranchers like Jack Farris off the land: The unintended consequences of this action include driving more ranchers out of business, which results in subdivision of ranchland, which increases fire danger, noxious weeds, predators, non-native vegetation, and other factors that could result in harm to existing sage grouse populations. Private landowners are key to sage-grouse conservation because they own almost all of the wetland habitat the species depends on, and they are by far the largest number of grouse conservationists. If the goal is sagegrouse conservation, alienating ranchers and driving them off the land is the worst thing to do. “How do you conserve grouse that split their time between private and public lands?” continued on page three

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mericans collect things, everything from expensive wristwatches to empty food containers. Some collect things that cannot be possessed like bird and celebrity sightings, while others collect hard evidence of those sightings with photos and autographs. As for me, I collect sightings of famous and odd ducks not of the human variety. The ones I collect can be seen in rodeos, parades and zoos, and use their brains for something other than writing scripts for reality TV shows. In my day I’ve met up close and personal Monty Montana’s horse, a talking chicken, Jet Deck, a duck that could type, Peppy San Badger, and a two headed calf that was somewhat suspicious because I could see the stitch line where the second head had been sewn on. I’ve also met Bertha the Elephant, Poco Bueno and Borden’s mascot, Elsie the Cow. Although I suspect there was more than one Elsie because from one year to the next Elsie never seemed to recognize me. Ditto for the Budweiser Clydesdales who I simply adore. Any time they showed up within 60 miles of my house I was there. Collecting famous animals is dangerous business. You can’t just whip out a small notebook to get their autograph like you would with a fading Hollywood star or a washed up third baseman. I’ve been stepped on by a Lipezzan stallion, pecked on the top of the head by a $35,000 ostrich, spit on by a famous llama and nearly gored by a bull with the longest horn spread in the world. I was also nearly drowned by Shamu the Killer Whale when he did a belly flop in his tank at Sea World and drenched the crowd from head to tail. I swear I saw Shamu smile afterwards. I think he enjoyed it. My attraction to animal stars began early in my life when a nearby private zoo that rented animals to Hollywood declared bankruptcy and left

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