This thread is really something.
Let me tell you guys what this subject has made me think about when it comes to hunting/trophies.
You guys know that I'm a fisherman. I have several big fish mounted and I proudly display them in my office at work. I also have at least 200 pictures of fish/crustaceans that my family and I have caught hanging in there too. We don't kill them for sport,,, we eat their asses. The ones that are mounted and displayed in pics are reminders of great times and dinners that I've enjoyed... hell, some of the actual dinners are pictured while on the plate hahaha. Stories behind all of them.
There was a time about 13 years ago or so when I was dying to have a hawksbill sea turtle shell to hang on my wall. Killing any sea turtle is illegal here in the US, but it is not illegal in the Bahamas. They eat green sea turtles over there and I can tell you that they taste incredible. Anyway, you can't eat a hawksbill because they eat poisonous stuff off the reefs... but their shells are the most beautiful. One afternoon over in the Bahamas while I was diving for lobster I came across a hawksbill. It was sitting on the reef perfectly still thinking it was invisible to me and everything else. My eyes almost bugged out of my mask and I caught that sucker with my hands and brought it back to the boat. I had my wife (we weren't married then) and her girlfriend with me at the time. We had a great day of catching lobsters and spearing fish... but I was really overjoyed about this turtle.
When I got back to the dock, it was time to take care of this turtle. His shell was just ridiculously beautiful. I had a Bahamian friend with me and he was going to show me the right way to clean the turtle and all. I wanted to do it myself. Long story short... I had the turtle on the cleaning table with a big knife in my hand. I looked in that turtle's eyes and I simply did not have it in me to end it's life. It totally surprised me. I wanted that shell soooooo bad too,,, no matter how hard I tried to do it... I couldn't. My Bahamian friend and some of the others who were there thought that it was very strange that I wouldn't take the shell that I was lusting for and they gave me a lot of shit about it.
I let the turtle go. Found out something I didn't know about myself in the process. I can't kill anything that breaths air,,, I just don't have it in me.
Since that time... I have managed to get my hands on 3 sea turtle shells that are cleaned and varnished. One is a hawksbill too. They are so beautiful and they are hanging in my house. The shells are admired by everyone who sees them. I also have a cool set of longhorns
@Dieter the Brock hanging in my dinning room... I got those in Laredo Mexico (cool story behind those too). I respect their beauty and I'm glad I get to admire all of them everyday.
I can see why this topic has been difficult for everyone. A big Mahalo goes out to those of you who have taken responsibility for posts that were directed at others... there was a point much earlier when I almost locked this entire thread. I'm glad I didn't do it.