The Game Warden’s Son
When two fishermen tried to conceal the red meat bait in their cooler, warden Steven Callan and his colleague suspected an illegal kill. Their suspicions are confirmed when they spy a flock of vultures nearby feasting on a wild burro carcass with its hind leg removed. Not for the squeamish maybe, but all in the day’s work for Steven Callan, who followed his father’s footsteps as the title suggests, and recently retired from his years with the California Department of Fish and Game. On lists of favorite careers, game warden surely comes close to the top. Even if the sun didn’t invariably shine as Callan would have us believe, life could be pretty attractive spent along the California coast protecting wildlife on land and sea.
A witty and enlightening memoir, The Game Warden’s Son brims over with tales of stake-outs using disguises and subterfuge to trap transgressors. The wardens’ experiences are a revelation as Callan describes miscreants illegally nabbing endangered abalones and duck, slaughtering deer for meat or antlers, trading in bear claws to adorn Indian jewelry, and finding other inventive ways to challenge the law.
The book outlines routine day to day work in a series of lighthearted chapters, but focuses on the offenses poachers and hunters mistakenly believe they can get away with. The book’s slang or jargon related to wildlife is a fun bonus and makes the timely account of environmental protection even more enjoyable.