Deer meat

There is a buttload of deer I watch every morning and evening just chillin' out in my field near my house and I want to eat them I have a shotgun,but I have no idea how to hunt and I'd probably cry anyways Does anyone here hunt and want to sell me some deer meat???

it's illegal to sell wild game. I would bet that you could find someone to give youi the meat tho.

for real???

LukeTHr wrote:

I would bet that you could find someone to give youi the meat tho.

She's got her man for that.

LukeTHr wrote:

it's illegal to sell wild game. I would bet that you could find someone to give you the meat tho.

wilkykav2 wrote:

for real???

There's always lots of guys willing to give their meat to a gal.

beat me to it suzy

gee... thinking alike. scary!

Cuss we both vus raced on dat Hace vater.

na yah!

All jokes aside, wilky there's guys who only hunt bucks for the head mounts or racks that would probably give you the carcass.

Wilky I kill 2 deer during rifle season I may have some spare meat If I do you may have it

Are deet good to eat slickjay?

You fixed it before I could post.

DEET is bad

Yeah, deet smells bad enough without eating it.

Ratzilla wrote:

LukeTHr wrote:

it's illegal to sell wild game. I would bet that you could find someone to give you the meat tho.

wilkykav2 wrote:

for real???

There's always lots of guys willing to give their meat to a gal.

Hmmmmm.................................

Ratzilla wrote:

All jokes aside, wilky there's guys who only hunt bucks for the head mounts or racks that would probably give you the carcass.

theres always guys that give up their meat for a nice rack...

(Names have been removed to protect the stupid!)

Actual letter from someone who farms and writes well!

I had this idea that I was going to rope a deer, put it in a stall, feed it up on corn for a couple of weeks, then kill it and eat it.

The first step in this adventure was getting a deer. I figured that, sincethey congregate at my cattle feeder and do not seem to have much fear of me when we are there (a bold one will sometimes come right up and sniff at the bags of feed while I am in the back of the truck not 4 feet away), it should not be difficult to rope one, get up to it and toss a bag over its head (to calm it down) then hog-tie it and transport it home.

I filled the cattle feeder then hid down at the end with my rope. The cattle, having seen the roping thing before, stayed well back.
They were not having any of it.

After about 20 minutes, my deer showed up -- 3 of them. I picked out a likely looking one, stepped out from the end of the feeder, and threw my rope. The deer just stood there and stared at me.

I wrapped the rope around my waist and twisted the end so I would have a good hold. The deer still just stood and stared at me, but you could tell it was mildly concerned about the whole rope situation.

I took a step towards it...it took a step away. I put a little tension on the rope and then received an education.

The first thing that I learned is that, while a deer may just stand there looking at you funny while you rope it, they are spurred to action when you start pulling on that rope.



That deer EXPLODED.

The second thing I learned is that pound for pound, a deer is a LOT stronger than a cow or a colt. A cow or a colt in that weight range. I could fight down with a rope and with some dignity.


A deer-- no chance.

That thing ran and bucked and twisted and pulled. There was no controlling it and certainly no getting close to it. As it jerked me off my feet and started dragging me across the ground, it occurred to me that having a deer on a rope was not nearly as good an idea as I had originally imagined.

The only upside is that they do not have as much stamina as many other animals.

A brief 10 minutes later, it was tired and not nearly as quick to take meoff my feet and drag me when I managed to get up. It took me a few minutes to realize this, since I was mostly blinded by the blood flowing out of the big gash in my head. At that point, I had lost my taste for corn-fed venison. I just wanted to get that devil creature off the end of that rope.

I figured if I just let it go with the rope hanging around its neck, it would likely die slow and painfully somewhere. At the time, there was no
love at all between me and that deer. At that moment, I hated the thing, and I would venture a guess that the feeling was mutual.

Despite the gash in my head and the several large knots where I had cleverly arrested the deer's momentum by bracing my head against various large rocks as it dragged me across the ground, I could still think clearly enough to recognize that there was a small chance that I shared some tiny amount of responsibility for the situation we were in, so I didn't want the deer to have to suffer a slow death, so I managed to get it lined back up in between my truck and the feeder - a little trap I had set before hand...kind of like a squeeze chute.

I got it to back in there and I started moving up so I could get my rope back.

Did you know that deer bite? They do! I never in a million years would have thought that a deer would bite somebody, so I was very surprised when I reached up there to grab that rope and the deer grabbed hold of my wrist.

Now, when a deer bites you, it is not like being bit by a horse where they just bite you and then let go. A deer bites you and shakes its head --almost like a pit bull. They bite HARD and it hurts.

The proper thing to do when a deer bites you is probably to freeze and draw back slowly. I tried screaming and shaking instead. My method was ineffective. It seems like the deer was biting and shaking for several minutes, but it was likely only several seconds.

I, being smarter than a deer (though you may be questioning that claim by now), tricked it. While I kept it busy tearing the tendons out of my right arm, I reached up with my left hand and pulled that rope loose. That was when I got my final lesson in deer behavior for the day.

Deer will strike at you with their front feet. They rear right up on their back feet and strike right about head and shoulder level, and their hooves are surprisingly sharp. I learned a long time ago that, when an animal -- like a horse --strikes at you with their hooves and you can't get away easily, the best thing to do is try to make a loud noise and make an aggressive move towards the animal. This will usually cause them to back down a bit so you can escape.

This was not a horse. This was a deer, so obviously, such trickery would not work. In the course of a millisecond, I devised a different strategy.

I screamed like a woman and tried to turn and run.

The reason I had always been told NOT to try to turn and run from a horse that paws at you is that there is a good chance that it will hit you in the back of the head. Deer may not be so different from horses after all, besides being twice as strong and 3 times as evil, because the second I turned to run, it hit me right in the back of the head and knocked me down.

Now, when a deer paws at you and knocks you down, it does not immediately leave. I suspect it does not recognize that the danger has passed. What they do instead is paw your back and jump up and down on you while you are laying there crying like a little girl and covering your head.

I finally managed to crawl under the truck and the deer went away.

So...................... now I know why when people go deer hunting they bring a rifle with a scope........ to sort of even the odds.

I could go for some deer meat right now, it makes for real good jerky!!!

Funny story Luke. It stands to reason that anything that has had to deal with coyotes, wolves and mountain lions for centuries is going to have a stronger fight instinct than something that has been domesticated. Didn't this guy ever see any of those vids of deer attacking someone?

Degeneration X wrote:

I could go for some deer meat right now, it makes for real good jerky!!!

we are making jerky today.... I love beer and deer nights

While the view of deer held by urban dwellers posits these creatures as big-eyed cute critters that are all grace and gentleness, those who actually deal with them know these animals to be incredibly strong and at times vicious, a reality far removed from the "Bambi" image cherished by so many. Deer, especially when enraged or terrified, can be quite dangerous to

deal with: they're fast, strong, agile, and armed with sharp hooves (and sometimes antlers). Usually only the foolhardy or
those
unwittingly trapped in enclosed spaces with them attempt to wrestle deer; the rest choose to stay well away, lest they come to harm. Even those faced with the difficult task of rescuing deer from where they've become trapped accord them respect, knowing all too well that a terrified deer attempting to free itself from whatever is holding it in place can quickly cause serious harm to those looking to afford it assistance. (In January 2007, police in Oregon found a novel solution to that problem: they resorted to using a stun gun on a deer whose antlers had become tangled in a rope swing at a rural home because the several hundred pounds beast was thrashing wildly and could not otherwise be safely approached. The zapped buck was subsequently freed and shortly thereafter "took off happy as a clam," said the officers on the scene.)

While we can't yet confirm or dismiss the "roped deer" story (its author remains unknown to us), there isn't much reason to doubt the tale, in that deer can and do act as described when detained. Even the bit about the deer's not immediately leaving the scene once freed but instead continuing to pummel its former captor fits what is known about deer, some of whom have been known to repeatedly ram cars that have hit them.

Our earliest sighting of this tale dates to February 2007, when it circulated as a much longer version that placed the incident in Kansas. Around February 2008, someone thought to shorten the original by clipping off all the wording that followed "I finally managed to crawl under the truck and the deer went away," then adding in its place the piece's current completing line of "So now I know why when people go deer hunting they bring a rifle with a scope so that they can be somewhat equal to the Prey."

The author of the roped deer tale still remains unknown, for reasons he explains very well in the excised paragraphs:
Now for the local legend. I was pretty beat up. My scalp was split open, I had several large goose eggs, my wrist was bleeding pretty good and felt broken (it turned out to be just badly bruised) and my back was bleeding in a few places, though my insulated canvas jacket had protected me from most of the worst of it. I drove to the nearest place, which was the Co-Op. I got out of the truck, covered in blood and dust and looking like hell. The guy who ran the place saw me through the window and came running out yelling, "What happened?"

I have never seen any law in the state of Kansas that would prohibit an individual from roping a deer. I suspect that this is an area that they have overlooked entirely. Knowing, as I do, the lengths to which law enforcement personnel will go to exercise their power, I was concerned that they may find a way to twist the existing laws to paint my actions as criminal. I swear... not wanting to admit that I had done something monumentally stupid played no part in my response. I told him "I was attacked by a deer". I did not mention that at the time I had a rope on it. The evidence was all over my body. Deer prints on the back of my jacket where it had stomped all over me and a large deer print on my face where it had struck me there. I asked him to call somebody to come get me. I didn't think I could make it home on my own. He did. Later that afternoon, a game warden showed up at my house and wanted to know about the deer attack. Surprisingly, deer attacks are a rare thing and wildlife and parks was interested in the event. I tried to describe the attack as completely and accurately as I could. I was filling the grain hopper and this deer came out of nowhere and just started kicking the hell out of me and BIT me. It was obviously rabid or insane or something.

EVERYBODY for miles around knows about the deer attack (the guy at the Co-Op has a big mouth). For several weeks people dragged their kids in the house when they saw deer around and the local ranchers carried rifles when they filled their feeders. I have told several people the story, but NEVER anybody around here. I have to see these people every day and as an outsider — a "city folk". I have enough trouble fitting in without them snickering behind my back and whispering, "There is the dumbass that tried to rope the deer!"
Barbara "rope tricked" Mikkelson

Ratzilla wrote:

All jokes aside, wilky there's guys who only hunt bucks for the head mounts or racks that would probably give you the carcass.

That's a terrible waste of bambi!

wilkykav2 wrote:

Ratzilla wrote:

All jokes aside, wilky there's guys who only hunt bucks for the head mounts or racks that would probably give you the carcass.

That's a terrible waste of bambi!

Well, some of the hunters may have other uses for Bambi before it gets cold.

Ratzilla!

What kind of deer meat are you looking for Wilky? I think we still have some deer burger left, not sure what else, maybe some chops and maybe a roast, I will have to look. Let me know...

I like deer jerky. My botherinlaw in OK. hunts deer off Brams/landolakes land. Not so wild tasting because they eat a lot of corn and wheat there.

Ratzilla wrote:

wilkykav2 wrote:

Ratzilla wrote:

All jokes aside, wilky there's guys who only hunt bucks for the head mounts or racks that would probably give you the carcass.

That's a terrible waste of bambi!

Well, some of the hunters may have other uses for Bambi before it gets cold.

great, now there are necrophiliacs into beastiality.......

LukeTHr wrote:

great, now there are necrophiliacs into beastiality.......

Let's just hope any men doing this would only do the does. Guys doing a buck would just be going beyond the moral boundry.

I wsould rather hope that this really doesn't happen at all

Have you ever watched a Springer show? You know that if those inbreds he comes up with will poke butt ugly 400 pound women who are also their cousins they'd probably poke anything.

TO MUCH INFORMATION ON THIS CHANNEL!!!

I can just picture Billy Bob saying "Hey cousin Bubba, this har deer is a might on the purty side aint she?"

Tip:

If a tree is going to kick you ass, you might just want to stay at the house.

link

yeah gravity can be a real bitch

It aint the fall that gets you.........WTF was he 25' up for? Going to shoot over a hill?

Is it legal to sell deer meat for anmal oonsumption?

Do dogs like it?

Does it carry parasites if used raw?

I know of several cotote hunters that sell it to their greyhounds and they have nopt had any problems. I think selling it is illegal no matter what is eating it

peg wrote:

Is it legal to sell deer meat for anmal oonsumption?

Do dogs like it?

Does it carry parasites if used raw?

LukeTHr wrote:

I know of several cotote hunters that sell it to their greyhounds and they have nopt had any problems. I think selling it is illegal no matter what is eating it

Where do greyhounds get money?

Damn you two, what's with the spelling here? Anmal oonsumption sounds like something done in kinky porn flicks.

I doubt anyone will get real excited if you sell deer for dog meat. Never heard of anyone getting in trouble for it anyways. I don't know about being able to sell for our consumption, but as far as I'm concerned anyone who leases their land to deer hunters is selling deer meat on the hoof. I hate all this leasing crap for anything you ask to do nowdays.

LukeTHr wrote:

(Names have been removed to protect the stupid!)

Actual letter from someone who farms and writes well!

That was great, Luke! Thanks!

I believe I need to put the keyboard through the dishwasher.

What I really want to buy for dogs is really sorry looking cow. Last I checked tho, processing was about a buck a pound. But if you have a hacksaw and a strong stomach, I'm sure we can work something out.

LukeTHr wrote:

it's illegal to sell wild game.

I used to work with a guy who processed meat in a building by his house which he converted. Hunters would bring their kills to him (with tags) and he would make various meats out of it and sell it to them. He had his own spices and methods. Not exactly on the level, but he does it better than any licensed processing house in his area (not Hays). He charges more, but the hunters keep coming back. As far as the legalities of what and when you can shoot and have processed, slickjay knows infinitely more about it than do I. When this man and I worked together, during the season he would occasionally bring in jerky. Dang, it was good.

peg wrote:

I believe I need to put the keyboard through the dishwasher.

What I really want to buy for dogs is really sorry looking cow. Last I checked tho, processing was about a buck a pound. But if you have a hacksaw and a strong stomach, I'm sure we can work something out.

Is there still a rendering business in Ellis? I remember some years ago on old-40 seeing truck heading West with hoofs sticking out the top bouncing around.

I believe justoo is or was into the meat choppin business

SciFi wrote:

peg wrote:

I believe I need to put the keyboard through the dishwasher.

What I really want to buy for dogs is really sorry looking cow. Last I checked tho, processing was about a buck a pound. But if you have a hacksaw and a strong stomach, I'm sure we can work something out.

Is there still a rendering business in Ellis? I remember some years ago on old-40 seeing truck heading West with hoofs sticking out the top bouncing around.

That closed up years ago... yeah I recall seeing the trucks like that too. Had a neighbor that drove for them when I was a kid a I can remember he would come home in the summer for lunch at times with his truck loaded up to the top and the stench in the neighborhood was overpowering until he left to go back to work. ah , those were the days.....

rat you have some rendering plant stories as I recall...........care to share them here? they are not for the weak stomached folks tho

slickjay12 wrote:

I believe justoo is or was into the meat choppin business

Retired after 28 years. Still enjoy dabbling in it. If this is for dog meat, we don't need no stinking saw. My knives are sharp.

peg wrote:

What I really want to buy for dogs is really sorry looking cow.

Just curious, peg. Why not just a high protein dog food. Isn't that better for them?

LukeTHr wrote:

SciFi wrote:

peg wrote:

I believe I need to put the keyboard through the dishwasher.

What I really want to buy for dogs is really sorry looking cow. Last I checked tho, processing was about a buck a pound. But if you have a hacksaw and a strong stomach, I'm sure we can work something out.

Is there still a rendering business in Ellis? I remember some years ago on old-40 seeing truck heading West with hoofs sticking out the top bouncing around.

That closed up years ago... yeah I recall seeing the trucks like that too. Had a neighbor that drove for them when I was a kid a I can remember he would come home in the summer for lunch at times with his truck loaded up to the top and the stench in the neighborhood was overpowering until he left to go back to work. ah , those were the days.....

rat you have some rendering plant stories as I recall...........care to share them here? they are not for the weak stomached folks tho

I worked there for a short time in the 70's. I was the only US citizen working on the floor. The place was infested heavily with rats. We'd skin the cattle and cut up the red meat into 50 pound boxes, but the green meat, pigs, small calves, coyote carcasses, skunks, P&B leftovers, resturant grease, and whatever else went into a grinder with big spikes on a shaft that resembled a huge nut mill. It'd chew up a calf in 2 seconds flat.

From there it went into big cookers and sometimes the resturant grease made it smell good so the Mexicans would pick pieces out of the vat and eat it. Keep in mind that animals whose meat had turned completely green as well as animals from veterinarians went in there. The stink was difficult to wash off and I'm glad I didn't work there very long. But the reason I left was because I was the only english speaking floor hand.

If I recall right, the truck driver Luke was speaking of was the one who's head was crushed when the Hydraulics failed on his dump truck and the bed came down on him while he was trying to get it unstuck.

nope rat it was a different driver than the one you refer to

Ah yes Luke, I think it might have just dawned on me who you were talking about. Which direction from you did he live?

sw one house on the corner

SciFi wrote:

Just curious, peg. Why not just a high protein dog food. Isn't that better for them?

10 year old malamute has pancreatitis/incontinence issues. Both are helped by diet of brown rice, raw hamburger & green beans. Sometimes eggs, cheese. Dog food of any kind, bread, pork, poultry, all make her drip, drip, drip.