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|Issue Date:||15 Jan 2014|
|Publisher:||University of Hawaii at Manoa|
|Abstract:||Twelve years ago, I hiked through Haleakala Crater with my rifle. Early Friday afternoon, the day I was to meet three friends that evening at the Waikamoi Preserve in the Koolau Gap for an overnight camp, I walked into a small herd of goats just off the non-maintained trail. As part of my duty in the crater was to eradicate these "threats to indigenous lifeforms," I killed maybe three ofthem. Because it was a short trip I carried a meat sack; I would carry the goat meat out the next day. I approached the most easily reached carcass, lay my rifle and backpack on the ground, and drew out my knife. When I touched the nanny, I realized she bore keiki. Although the National Park considered it a bonus to kill a hapai nanny, I viewed it as an aborted celebration.|
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