Last Day of Hunting Season
Yesterday was the last day of hunting season…for deer, at least. Elk season has been extended into December! Well, yesterday we were “on our stand”, aka the house. It was about 20 minutes to the end of shooting light, so Dad looked out the front and Ben looked out the back…and there were deer, near where I’d gotten mine on Thursday! It was funny how Ben described Beth later.
“She just went to her room, got her gun, came back, calmly fired, and went to put her gun back away.”
She didn’t get it put away, though, because Dad called her back so the twins could use her gun. They didn’t get anything, though.
You see, though, yesterday we were processing the deer! Six deer total we had (two of mine, two of Ben’s, one of Eric’s and one a guy gave us), then right at the end of shooting light, Beth’s! We didn’t get to hers last night; we started really late and got all but Beth’s deer cut up. Some were frozen solid, like mine from last Sunday and Ben’s little one! Those ones we thawed downstairs during the processing process. Three others (the doe I got here, Eric’s buck, and one of Ben’s) we had on a tarp the night before, downstairs in front of the woodstove. That was a sight–three deer in the house!
We were going to have a casserole for dinner, with leftover turkey, gravy, and mashed potatoes from Saturday (when we had our Thanksgiving, with some friends over), and stuffing on the side. Well, around dinner time everybody was pretty hungry (think of it…all that meat and unable to eat it!), and Ben asked what was for dinner. I told him the casserole, and he suggested running out and getting pizza! He talked to Mom and Dad, then Mom and Dad talked, and he went to Costco to get pizzas. He also brought home pop! (For breakfast I’m having leftover pizza, a couple small pieces of turkey, and a root beer!)
When we were gone, Abby wanted to know if we were getting “bad” deer. “No, they aren’t shooting bad deer, only good deer.”
“Ones with black tape on them?” she wanted to know. I’m not sure if she thought the muleys had black tape on their tails, or if they came with black tape on the leg (we use black tape to put the tag on).
Today we’ll finish washing, cutting Beth’s, grinding and wrapping hamburger. It’s quite a process…but many hands make light work! ;)
In case you haven't noticed, my name is Anne, but in RL it's pronounced Annie. At this moment in time I happen to be 21 years old. Herein you will find: The rants, rambles, and otherwise uninteresting happenings in the life of...well, ME, you might say. 















November 26th, 2007 at 11:37 am
Well, that makes two for Beth!
November 26th, 2007 at 11:38 am
Yeah!!
I’m glad she didn’t get skunked this year! ;) 