I was dressing my first deer, had all four quarters off and bagged. Tenderloins, backstraps and one rack of ribs bagged. I was kneeling down taking the final tenderloin, got up rotated 180 to get a better angle on sawing off the last rack of ribs when I came face to face with that big bastard with 15 feet between us. After a few choice utterances, I back off grabbing my rifle, and for some unexplained reason, an old fanny packs I keep my knifes in. After I circled back on him, I took these pics, and fired two shots. He grabbed the carcass threw it over his back and bolted, leaving all the meat in the bags. Whose the dumb animal here? After getting George and Bruce for back up, I went back and recovered the meat. He had come back and stole a hind quarter but fortunately left the rest. All and all he got a hind quarter, rack of ribs, neck meat and my antlers. Bastard! I am just glad I hadnt bagged a giant buck of a life time. Oh yea and that he didnt eat me. Not sure what would have happened if I had been able to saw the ribs at the angle I was at, with my back to him. Wow! And yes Kevin Jackman he gets my deer and tag. I think I could have killed him under what we call DLP, Defense of Life and Property. If 15 feet dont qualify I dont know. However, I was shooting a .270 and was not real comfortable with the chance of pissing him off a 15 feet.
Posted on: Sat, 09 Nov 2013 20:40:11 +0000
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