Short story,shot this good size yearling last Sunday evening 80yds away thru the lower neck.Recovered all legs n steaks,good way to start the summer collecting meat.
Short story,shot this good size yearling last Sunday evening 80yds away thru the lower neck.Recovered all legs n steaks,good way to start the summer collecting meat.
That'll eat well!
1st October
Got to love daylight savings and hunting after work
The Church of
John Browning
of the Later-Day Shooter
Well done Trout. Beautiful condition.
Makes me realise how half starved a lot of our deer are in the high population areas.
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing, and right-doing, there is a field. I will meet you there.
- Rumi
Good effort Trout.
Tahr, you've got a very good point.
Nice one trout
The boys and I nabbed one on the 29th too.
Excellent condition, full winter coat just starting to molt. Spikes on
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Its not what you get but what you give that makes a life !!
Molt,ya right there.Deer hair every where,like there was 2 deer getting skinned.
I just cleaned up the meat from last night one.
Butchered in haste on the hill to maybe get to the truck before dark.
Man there were a lot of hairs on that meat.
So next time we shoot them they will have a nice new coat and not a dull dirty grey one that's hard to see.
On the up side mine was just a yearling so not a massive load of meat.
Half way back to the truck I bumped into a hind that was enormous. But she was safe on this trip.
And then picked up 3 more hinds very close to the truck that were safe also.
But nice to know where the girls are hanging out this spring
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I got two fallow hinds twelve days ago. So me of the best meat ever as they were young animals.
Made some rillettes with them and the left over meat of a fat fallow shot in February that froze.
It is like paté but preserved in its fat. ( there is a similar receipt in the latest Nz Hunter mag).
Great to hear some September deer hunting yarns, so I'll add one to the mix.
I went out for a solo hike in some strong wind. I didn't think I'd have any luck but I took the rifle anyway. After a few hours, I spotted a skinny-looking yearling wandering across a slip. I needed to get to a good position fast. I started running in full view, but I didn't want to look like a person so I was running on all fours like a weird-looking pack-laden creature. I found a great spot. Shot it from 220m through the shoulder/neck, it turned around and I shot it through the other shoulder before it dropped into the most terrifying piece of vertical river I've ever been in. I found it under a tree trunk right before a dry waterfall. It wasn't a yearling but a big boy with velvet coming on... whoops! With a forecast of rain, I butchered it up quick-smart and got the hell out of there! Heavy pack out and venison back in the freezer!
Old Indian proverb . . . He who eats the most venison eats the most hair . . .
a completely different take on a bit of hair pie ay?
Well done Trout, that'll keep the steaks on the barbie for a couple of months.
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