mm as I look back the main focus was vermin control which I cut my teeth on. It was promoted and generally worked well. Rabbits, Foxes, Kangaroos, Goats, Pigs.
These days it is frowned upon by the majority of society across the board and local councils resort to poison and baiting programs. Which I’ve seen first hand how dickheads fuck that up royally killing dogs and god knows what else in their clusterfuck efforts. No more jumping out the back of the Zephyr ute and donging a rabbit on the head with a bottle of Stones
Ahhh yes…. the good old “bunny bashing” as we used to call it as kids.
All piled in the back of the old farm ute armed with golf clubs and baseball bats.
Run along the fences with the spotlight and all jump out to apply swift eradication as quickly as possible.
Never forget the night my sister ran full pelt into a barbed wire fence chasing a rabbit, couldn’t see the wires due to the spotlight and got shredded pretty bad to the point of calling off the night and rushing back to the farm house for treatment
I don’t believe in poisoning animals.
I won’t even do it for rats and mice.
Our education was to get rid of pests/vermin in the quickest and most humane way possible.
Even the above statement about golf clubs and baseball bats was more effective than “winging” an animal with a gunshot, only to disappear into the scrub and not be found to die a painful slow death
Hence always having the right “equipment” for whatever we might come across each time going out to do our job in keeping down the damage being done to each different property.
It’s funny, my Father bought his first firearm a 22 singleshot in the 60’s to fire a shot over the rabbits to make them sit while a couple would jump out the ute and catch the rabbit as it was stunned. Then he accidently hit one day and thought, hey this is easier