I'm a retired Utah Game Warden. I worked 30 years and enjoyed my career. I've also trapped since I was 18. I was asked to teach other game wardens around the state common sense trapping enforcement. I like to think I had a positive impact.
Wildlife enforcement is a funny job. Probably 95 percent of the job is just making contact with sportsman out enjoying hunting, fishing and trapping. My goal was to treat everyone kindly with dignity and respect while trying to catch those that were knowingly and intentionally violating. Many violations are minor and unintentional and a little education is enough to gain future compliance. But If you're out there knowingly and intentionally cheating on game laws you are choosing to risk the consequences and get what you deserve.
The trick for a good game warden is to be courteous and friendly while being observant and detecting the evidence of violations and following up accordingly. If you do your job competently you catch the poachers (and they badmouth your tactics). If you don't catch them they badmouth you for being lazy or incompetent. Sportsman that obey the law have nothing to worry about.
Unfortunately there are a few bad game wardens out there that can be real Richards. Just like there are the same type of people wherever any of you work. It gets tiresome when people paint all game wardens or all cops with the same broad negative brush. But then you don't make it through a full career as a game warden with thin skin LOL.
The funny thing was the dreams that started a few weeks after I retired. I started having a LOT of law enforcement dreams. I guess my brain was used to processing those job encounters while I slept. And when they stopped my brain started fabricating it's own. Weird. Those faded after a couple months.
The one dream that I occasionally had during my career and after I retired - is being in a deadly force situation - sights on the threat - and squeezing the trigger - but the trigger not going back far enough to fire. I always hated that dream. And I learned it is a very common dream in law enforcement. I was prepared - but thank GOD I never had to pull the trigger in one of those encounters.
So every day for me was a hunting trip to detect the violations along my path and addressing each in a fair even handed manner. The state gave me a truck and boats and gas cards and freedom to choose where and when I patrolled. Most days were awesome, some were scary and some were downright miserable. And thirty years were enough for me.
I moved on with a clear conscience i did my job professionally and I thoroughly enjoy retirement.
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