SnowShoe Rabbits (AKA “Hares”)
OK Guys, I’ve been going through some of my old stuff to give to Bear Jr, and I got to some Memory Pictures, and I picked this one out (Below) to show you.
I don’t know how many of you guys in Northern States have ever seen one or more of these Big White Beauties. We used to eat a few of them every year, and they tasted just like the regular cottontail, smaller version of the Rabbit. Most of ours ended up in my Mom’s Rabbit Pie, but I used to love to Flour & Pan-fry a leg or two now & then.
Now I’ll tell you about the picture below:
It had been in the Newspaper, of 3 Gentlemen holding 6 White Rabbits. (Limit 2 per day)
This was when I was just a little guy, and those 3 guys were normally “4” hunting buddies.
The one on the Right was My Dad, the guy in the center was the Son-in-law of My Dad’s Buddy Glen, and the guy on the Left was the Buddy of the guy in the center. Old Glen wasn’t there on that trip.
Well anyway, now that My Dad has been gone since 1994, I can tell you that he actually shot 4 of those 6 Snowshoes in the picture.
A few years later, I started going up there with him to Wayne County (Shohola Falls Area), and had my turn bagging some of those big white Beauties.
There is something in their DNA that causes them to turn White as the days grow shorter, and on December 20, the shortest day of the year, they say they are their whitest.
However I was reading that this is beginning to change, because they are starting to “Adapt” genetically.
Due to the areas having less snow than in the past on climate change, they’re changing ever so slowly to save the species. All white rabbits are not too safe from Predators in a green & brown background.
Scientists say that skipping all or some of the color change is an adaptation. Over many generations, some hares have become browner to help them survive in areas with patchy snow.
So that’s all I can think of—Hope you found this interesting, and let me know if these big guys are in your area, and if you ever hunted them.
Bear
Bear's Dad on the Right. R.I.P. Big Jim.
OK Guys, I’ve been going through some of my old stuff to give to Bear Jr, and I got to some Memory Pictures, and I picked this one out (Below) to show you.
I don’t know how many of you guys in Northern States have ever seen one or more of these Big White Beauties. We used to eat a few of them every year, and they tasted just like the regular cottontail, smaller version of the Rabbit. Most of ours ended up in my Mom’s Rabbit Pie, but I used to love to Flour & Pan-fry a leg or two now & then.
Now I’ll tell you about the picture below:
It had been in the Newspaper, of 3 Gentlemen holding 6 White Rabbits. (Limit 2 per day)
This was when I was just a little guy, and those 3 guys were normally “4” hunting buddies.
The one on the Right was My Dad, the guy in the center was the Son-in-law of My Dad’s Buddy Glen, and the guy on the Left was the Buddy of the guy in the center. Old Glen wasn’t there on that trip.
Well anyway, now that My Dad has been gone since 1994, I can tell you that he actually shot 4 of those 6 Snowshoes in the picture.
A few years later, I started going up there with him to Wayne County (Shohola Falls Area), and had my turn bagging some of those big white Beauties.
There is something in their DNA that causes them to turn White as the days grow shorter, and on December 20, the shortest day of the year, they say they are their whitest.
However I was reading that this is beginning to change, because they are starting to “Adapt” genetically.
Due to the areas having less snow than in the past on climate change, they’re changing ever so slowly to save the species. All white rabbits are not too safe from Predators in a green & brown background.
Scientists say that skipping all or some of the color change is an adaptation. Over many generations, some hares have become browner to help them survive in areas with patchy snow.
So that’s all I can think of—Hope you found this interesting, and let me know if these big guys are in your area, and if you ever hunted them.
Bear
Bear's Dad on the Right. R.I.P. Big Jim.
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