Tuesday, October 20, 2009

Whitetail Deer

it's october and i am in texas for the better part of the month relaxing at my parents house, enjoying college football, working on the ranch and attempting to bow hunt for the first time.  i am coming to realize that whitetail deer are skittish little fellas.

i mean, if i wanted to have killed one by now i could have.  my parents have a deer feeder all of 100 feet away from their back door and 5+ deer come out every night like clockwork.  and if i hit the gas pedal instead of the breaks every time i see one on the highway, that would be even easier.  however, i am trying to be a little bit more traditional with this.

anyways, i'm out there waking up at 6a, sweating in the heat, being eaten alive by mosquitos, and i already know every deer in texas knows that i want to eat it.

i started out with this whole hunting thing witch a bittersweet feeling to it.  i want to eat meat in a sustainable way, learn how to harvest it myself, but i wasn't stoked on killing another mammal as large as a human. 

now i am just pissed off at these damn animals.  i have come to learn that bambi is a selfish piece of crap, and won't even give me a chance.