It seems that every time I go and knock Ted Nugent, I get blasted for being un-American, against the sport of hunting, and a general waste of good air. So when I decided to comment on Ted’s latest missive on D&DH Ethics Shmethics, I figured it was time to take … Continue reading →
I was putting away all the deer guns yesterday. They have been sitting out for nearly a month. You can blame it on procrastination, but this is sort of the last thing that needs to be done before season is really over for me. You can see why it might be a little harder to do.
Continue reading →Well, the freezer is full. The rifles are about ready to be sent back to the secret underground storage facility. What did I learn? SODIUM BICARBONATE Well, for starters, I decided to push my baking soda regimen as far as I dared. The results? 1) The second rinse in the … Continue reading →
We’re all a bunch of Roy Nearys trying our hardest to make sense out of something much much more than what our poor little pea-brains can grasp. We keep piling it in our freezers, trying to figure out what’s behind it all.
Continue reading →Report from Deer Camp Saturday, 20 November, 2010: When we got up and got going this morning, there was a light ground fog covering everything. The moon was blood red setting over the neighbor’s trailer. SuperCore took off for his perch overlooking the top ofSkunk Hollow, and I decided to … Continue reading →
There is this lemming-like quality to deer hunters. Every year a bunch of us go running off the DRT cliff. Oh, some run over the Bang-Flop cliff, that’s over on the next ridge. Some take a dive into Poleaxe Canyon. I’ve run off of them a few times.  It’s usually … Continue reading →
This all started with a post on D&DH Would new proposed USDA testing requirements have put the small country meat processors who hunters often employ to butcher their wild game out of business? Read the story here. I’ll leave it to you to follow up on what was said. I … Continue reading →
One last little coda in all this: when I went to retrieve the rest of my gear back at the stand, the doe that had been hanging out all weekend had bedded only about 10 yards away from the ladder. She rose up and started to run.
“Don’t worry.” I said. “You’re fine. I’ve got my business to do, and you have yours. I’ll get on to mine, and you go have a nice day.” I guess she had decided to figure out exactly what had been chattering at her from the stand all weekend, and camped out there determined to have an answer. Fully satisfied, she took my admonition to heart and walked off.
Continue reading →Don’t be shy about exposing them to dead deer. This is one of the easiest ways in the world to demystify death for a child. They are going to have to come to grips with it sooner or later. I brought home a little buck back in 1998, and all the neighbor kids came down and wanted to touch it and ask questions. A dead deer is a wonder. All my kids had the choice of watching their dad clean the deer too. It helps to get the “ick” factor out of that sort of thing.
Continue reading →The shaman talks about building a new meatpole.
“When I got back, I could hear the wailing from the house. At first it sounded like a wild animal in a trap. Then I realized it was my wife, consort, and best Girlfriend, KYHillChick. It seems she had not taken to the sight of the deer being eviscerated, and I’d compounded the problem by asking her help cleaning up. She didn’t fault me. She just realized somewhere into splashing water on the front porch that deer evisceration just wasn’t her cup of tea and had gone into the house to lose her mind. I was extremely apologetic, but poor ‘HillChick was quite inconsolable. Finally I got things back on a good track by promising her she would not have to put up with flying deer innards ever again. She had seen them come back with holes in them. She had just gone about her work elsewhere in the house, and just not given much thought, and by the time we were done the porch was pretty well cleaned off.”
Continue reading →Kenn wrote: “…I just got my lic and permit to hunt a deer this fall. I’m using a 40lb recurve and have a place to hunt up near Marysville. I’m still a bit vague on field dressing, processing stations and such. For instance, with a small to med-sized buck, will … Continue reading →
James P. Reilly: Bambi killer Remember James, If the Good Lord had not wanted us to eat deer, he would not have made them out of meat. Yes, I kill Bambi. Mostly I try to kill Bambi’s aging grandfather, Bambi’s spinster aunts and his older sisters. However, if Bambi shows … Continue reading →
From the D&DH Forum Cut N’ Run If deer always walked into the wind in Fall, wouldn’t they all eventually end up in the Pacific northwest? Just kidding. This all reminds me of a story: O.D and Playing the Wind As usual, I’m going take a completely contrary approach to … Continue reading →
