Taking the Kids Scorpion Hunting. By: Scott Mayer

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Scorpion Hunting

 

My family’s experience with scorpions began the first night we moved to Arizona when my elderly mother flew out of her room, hot to strangle me and yelling about a scorpion on her wall. Of course, the kids had to go look and, in all the commotion, it darted into a bookcase and disappeared. For the next several days I’d wake up in the middle of the night to find one of my kids climbing into bed, frightened because “the scorpion was going to get them.”

 

Rather than endure any more sleepless nights as their arachnophobia tapered off, I decided to tackle the problem head-on by stopping at the hardware store on my way home from work where I picked up a couple of black light flashlights.

 

“Kids, we’re going scorpion hunting,” I announced as I walked through the door that evening.

 

The looks on their faces at that moment were priceless, but I’m happy to say that my ploy worked. The idea of scorpions glowing a bright jade color in the black light caused curiosity to overwhelm caution while the excitement and very real danger of stomping around the desert at night was more than they could resist. Armed with only with our lights, an empty red SOLO cup and a set of chopsticks, we snatched four with a deftness that would make Mr. Miyagi proud.

 

Scorpions do sting, but unless you have a violent allergic reaction, probably won’t kill you. Even so, we took the precaution of nipping off the stingers before bringing them into the house.

 

I don’t think eating scorpions crossed their minds when the kids asked what we were going to do with them, but that was the plan. Dredged in flour and lightly seasoned with herb and garlic, fried scorpion tastes much like soft shell crab. It won’t be a weekly dish, but my kids now have great sport freaking out their friends during sleepovers with this shocking late night snack.

Scott Mayer

Scott Mayer

Writer at John1911
Mayer began his outdoor industry career in 1993 on the NRA Technical Staff where he became American Rifleman magazine first Shooting Editor. Mayer left NRA and entered the business end of publishing in 2003 as Advertising Account Executive for Safari Club International SAFARI Magazine and Safari Times newspaper. In 2006, Mayer was named Publisher of Shooting Times magazine where he was also tasked with launching and leading Personal Defense TV, the first television show of its kind.

In 2008, Mayer returned to the editorial side of publishing, this time in the digital field, as Editorial Director for Guns & Ammo, Shooting Times, Handguns and Rifleshooter online magazines. After a brief stint in 2011 as the Digital Media Director for an ABC TV affiliate, Mayer returned to the outdoors industry and Safari Club International where he is currently Assistant Publisher and Multi-Media Communications Editor.
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  • Doc Arroyo

    Ah the fun of scorpion country. Please teach then to give their shows a shake out. Scorpion stings between the toes suck!

    My technique in Tejas was a bit different. I deadpanned the entire subject with my wife…no big deal, no worry. Even when a large specimen was crawling along a piece of wall molding in a restaurant. Wife was sitting in the booth, leaning her head against the molding. I saw the scorpion, asked her to lift her head, and waited for the bug to walk by. Then I told my wife that she could rest her head again, and the waitress that she may want to warn the customers downstream. 🙂