Rattlesnakes, game n fish transplanting them by dropping Mylar balloons out of the airplane. Story goes a rancher in the southern part of the state is out fixing fence and sees a low flying airplane pass by. Later in the day he came across a mylar balloon stuck on the fence. As he took the balloon off the fence, he realized he was standing right next to a small rattlesnake. He put two and two together and drove to the nearby Airport. Sure enough there's the game and fish plane.
Now my biologist friend (RIP) narrates the story as he told it to me. This rancher comes to the plane and he is HOT! Cursing and screaming like a wild man. So I get out of the plane and ask what's wrong. He tells me that he is on to our plot to endanger his livestock, pets, children and his very life by stocking rattlesnakes by dropping them out of the plane inside mylar balloons. Nothing I say can dissuade him but as the rant continues he mentions he ain't making any money at this and you so and so's want to see him standing in the soup line with your blankety blank rattlesnake program....so, I mentioned that if he needed cash, we were hiring. Right away the rancher asks how much do I pay. $5\hour. This being the early 1980's the rancher responds that sounds pretty good, what do I have to do. Well you figured out our plot and the pilot has to be away tomorrow so I am stuck flying the plane - all you have to do is blow up the balloons, stuff the buzzworm inside, tie it shut and drop them.
He said the ranchers eyes sprung open with about a thousand question that his brain wouldn't let him ask. All he could muster was a few muffled curse words and a slow saunter back to truck.