@Mildog
I am a retired LEO, and that is why I referenced the letter of the law vs the spirt of the law. There is a golden rule of law enforcement if you want to make it to retirement. It is “don’t be a d#ck.” I am sure that the DWR has a few ahole wardens, but all of the ones that I have met have been extremely level headed. This is mainly because sportsmen follow the spirt of the law. I don’t catch more than my limit, not because it is illegal. I don’t want to be that guy who contributes to ruining a fishery. Secondly, next time you are out toss in 1 cup of salt to 1gallon of water. for three gallons of water along with a couple of gallons of crayfish. Then add 10 to 20 lbs of ice into the ice chest. The ice water slurry leaves the little sucker insensible fairly quick. If I was stopped at a check point, they would have a hard time proving that they were not dead. All LEO’s have a tremendous amount of discretion. One of the biggest contributing factors on enforcing the law is “how bad am I going to get beat up in court on this.” It is why, virtually no one gets a ticket for speeding 5 mph over the speed limit.
I am following the spirt of the law, and I understand the purpose of it. If I am ever ticketed, I will take it to a jury. The Warden had better have video of the crayfish having a party in the ice chest. If not he will have a very hard and long day on the stand. The crawfish are going one place and that is in a pot. I usually bring back a couple of gallons of them. I am not concerned about muscles at all as I use the water from the camp site for the ice chest. I do the same thing when I am at Bear Lake or the Flaming Gorge.
The whole concept of not eating any dead crawfish before they are boiled is a quality control issue. There is a real chance that my crawfish may just be incapacitated or they may be dead. Either way they are cooked before any spoilage can occur. When I was a kid we would use a sein net and drag it across the bottom of a tank i.e pond in southern Texas. We would catch enough to fill a couple of #5 wash tubs. Then my grandmother would let them sit over night and and the following morning add the salt and ice a few hours before cooking.
All of this talk about crawfish is making me home sick and nostalgic. I really miss the pre gentrified New Orleans.