This reminds me of the Woody Allen fake documentary “Sweet & Lowdown” where the main character’s favorite hobby is going to the dump to shoot rats. He even takes a girl there on a date!
My nephew's boss owns thousands of acres of apple orchards here in E. Washington state.
In the summer months when the fruit is bearing, we'll drive through the orchards on ATV's and plunk the ground squirrels with .22's and the occasional magpie with .410's.
Lots of fun.
I have (in the past)hunted all manner of vermin and edible game on or near dumps. But not in this day and age.
Shot so many dump rats when I was a kid in Northern Iowa I quit counting. Great way to train. Now days we shoot jack rabbits with AR’s No season, no limit.
Darn. I was expecting a different sort of ‘rat.
it didn’t work?
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How many of those rats did he eat?
Vermin must be controlled!
The really big rats are located in the D.C. (District of Corruption) area.
Around here we have regulated landfills, which I assume is the law nationwide. We vacationed in Manitoba about 500 miles north of the border last year, and they still have dumps. The locals told us if we wanted to see bear, just go to their dump. We drove by it, and yes, just like we had as a kid, an open dump grounds with anything in it. Never covered, never burned, never anythinged. I could not believe it.
On a good note, the locals believe in gun rights similar to the way we do.
Interesting story. Never heard of this, but makes sense.
Ping to for Wisconsin article
Unfortunately they come with a price, over $1,000 for the rifle and up to another grand for all the necessary attachments such as the scope, the fill tanks, the valves,....etc.......
I wish I was still working so that I could save up to buy one...........
MrD hunted a garbage dump in Alberta Canada, but he was hunting bear, not rats.
We used to go after a sock hop. Pack a bunch of guys
and guns into a car and head to the Canton Ga. dump.
I didn’t have a .22 so I took my dads 12 gauge.
They raised a lot of chickens around there and the spoiled eggs and carcases were dumped into pits around the dump.
There was also a thirty foot drop at the edge of the dump.
We would wait with lights out for a while till we could
hear the rats moving around then everybody would switch on
and blast away. The 12 gauge made a hell of a racket in
the middle of the night.
Once one of the guys fell into one of the pits, he had to
ride in the back of the truck home that night.
Good Times, the 60s.