With some conservationists claiming only 800 tigers still live in
the wild, radical steps are needed if the species isn't to disappear
from India within five years.
The poachers perch on the rough platforms they have built in the
trees about 15 feet above the forest floor, waiting patiently for the
tiger to come. They have been searching the forests of India's
Ranthambhore reserve for days, following the pug marks and other
tell-tale signs. When they found the fresh kill, they knew it would
only be a matter of time before the tiger returned to eat. Working
quickly, they placed their traps on the path, scattering small stones
across the dry sandy soil, knowing that tigers hate to walk on them and
will pick their way around if they can.
The tiger pads forward,
guided by the stones into the trap, which springs shut with a snap. The
poachers have fashioned the device from old car suspension plates;
there are no teeth, because a damaged pelt will fetch less money. In
pain and desperate to free itself, the tiger thrashes around. Another
foot catches in another trap, then a third.
The poachers watch to
make sure it cannot free itself, then edge down to the ground, still
cautious, because a male Bengal tiger can weigh up to 500 lbs. (227 kilograms) and
a female 300 lbs. (136 kilograms) and a single blow from those claws could kill a
man. One man carries a bamboo stick into which he has poured molten
lead to give it more weight. The other has a spear on the end of a 10-foot
pole. As the tiger opens its mouth, the poacher with the spear lunges
forward, stabbing between its open jaws. As the blood starts to flow,
he stabs again and again. His colleague smashes the tiger over the head
with the stick.
When it is over, they draw their heavy iron
knives and set to work to skin it. They leave the paws intact; they are
too fiddly to waste time on out in the open. Half an hour later, they
are gone, melting away unchallenged into the jungle, once more eluding
the forest guards.
It is always the same, says Dharmendra
Khandal, toying with a heavy iron skinning knife as he recounts the
story. Khandal is sitting in the offices of Tiger Watch on the edge of the national park, one of the most popular tiger
reserves in India. He spreads his palms in frustration. The
government's forestry department is always the last to act, he says,
though it is its job to protect the tigers.
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