By David Manney
Let’s go old-school for a second. A cowboy leans against a fence post, chewing on a piece of straw, as he watches his grazing cattle with his Winchester at hand.
Now, new-school. Replace the cowboy with a drone carrying speakers, blasting AC/DC’s “Thunderstruck” at wolves sneaking through the brush
Suddenly, the West looks less John Wayne and more like a weird mash-up of Yellowstone and a rock festival.
What we’re seeing is a new frontier for ranches battling an old nemesis, wolves, who’ve made a strong comeback. While conservatives cheer, cattlemen grind their teeth to powder. To them, a dead calf isn’t a symbol of biodiversity; it’s a symbol of lost money, wasted food, and countless hours of hard work rendered moot.
Because they’re federally protected, ranchers can’t shoot the predators, so they’re turning to other options and are forced into a role of inventive survivalists.
Out there on the lone prairie, necessity has become the mother of, well, creative weirdness…
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