I had my last trophies shipped by sea. Takes longer than air freight, but unless you are dying and want to see the trophies before you leave this mortal coil, what is another couple months?
It really is a business decision. I can't imagine that air freight of big 5 trophies represents much of the overall Delta air cargo income. We can piss and moan and boycott on the passenger side. Hunters represent probably a measurable fraction of passenger fares, and a ship isn't a viable option for most of us. But in the end, they know we don't really have much choice. They know we'll fly some airline and they know that all of them are more or less the same, at least domestic carriers and eventually we'll be back.
For a while I stopped flying US air because they lost my luggage for 4 days on a nonstop to Frankfurt. Not sure how complicated "here's by bag, put on the plane, take it off in Germany" could possibly be, but they managed to jack it up completely. I spent 4 days living out of my carry on and I had a great time. Hell, I ended up having 5 drinks with lunch at the first place I went to and the owner comped them all! A positive attitude is contagious. They can misplace my luggage but they can't ruin my vacation.
I had some satisfactory flights on other airlines and then I tried to fly United to Canada for New Years and the connecting flight (also United) was delayed but they told us specifically it wasn't delayed enough for us to miss the flight to Canada. I got to the gate to see the plane pulling out. I asked what the deal was, didn't they know our connecting flight was delayed given that it was a United flight? They said they knew it but were told to go anyway. We ended up stranded in Washington DC for the night, it took them 4 hours to get our luggage to us, and they wouldn't pay for a hotel. So they were off the list. I was absolutely livid. But I called AMEX platinum, told them my situation, asked them to do something, anything to make things ok and I really didn't care how much it cost. I ended up getting a FANTASTIC hotel in Washington on my own dime and enjoying myself in Washington rather than Canada. So scratch United but not my vacation.
Delta had always been good to us, and I was running out of options so I booked them for my Argentina flight. I just went with one checked bag and my usual small, appropriately sized carry on full of expensive and fragile gear. When I got to the check in desk for the short connecting flight, the lady told me that there was no room for any more carry on luggage. I asked did my ticket not include a carry on? She told me that others had brought too much and there wasn't room. So I asked where I should retrieve my bag upon arrival to Atlanta. She told me that it would be checked through to Buenos Aires. I explained that it contained fragile and expensive gear and what should I do when it wasn't there in Buenos Aires? She shrugged her shoulders so I asked if she was dismissing my concern. She specifically said, yes, I am dismissing your concern. So essentially, since she failed to enforce the rules (there were people on board with large backpacks AND oversized carryons, and one woman in front of me had a bag so big she couldn't retrieve it upon arrival because it had gotten wedged into the compartment) on carry-on size and number limits, I who followed the rules was screwed. By the time I had gotten to Atlanta, I made a new friend in the waiting area and we went out for beers. Talked hunting and that was that.
At this point, I've learned that unless I sprout wings or suddenly have the economic wherewithal to afford a private jet capable of intercontinental travel, I am pretty much at their mercy. They just realized it before I did. I can no longer boycott the airlines that have screwed me over and continue to fly. So, I'll fly whatever is convenient time and route-wise; I'll go in smiling but fully expecting to be screwed in a new and creative way by people who for that shining moment in their lives have all the power. If things work out as planned I will be delighted and surprised, if they don't that's the way it is and I'll try again the next flight or the next day or whatever. In the meantime, I'll find something to do and I'll enjoy it because I'm not a miserable SOB and I'm not going to let some idiot f up my vacation. I'll continue to wear a jacket and tie like I did in the days when jet travel was still a luxury and enjoyable and pretend it still is. After all, no matter how bad they manage to make the experience, there is still something pretty damn amazing about flying 600 miles an hour 8 miles high. I'll take the high road and try my best to be pleasant to or at least ignore the jack wagons and I'll continue to compliment and thank the many people who still actually try. If they can manage a kind word and a smile while working in that industry, the least I can do is return the kindness 7 fold while I'm on vacation.