OK, so I went to the meat processor this am and picked up my venison from the buck I killed on the 14th. It was a very large buck and my wife and I struggled mightily getting it field dressed and loaded in the pickup. I used the winch on the front of my Kawasaki Mule and it lifted the front of the UTV off the ground hoisting it into a tree.
When we got the meat home, I weighed it. No additives, just meat, we had 109 pounds. That was a big buck. :saywhat:
Darn sure was...
Let me see pics of that horse
Live weight must have been North of 300 pounds. Yikes!!! Sounds like an IN buck.
:campfire:
Lets see a picture of you with that beast.
:banghead:
I took one picture, and lost it trying to download it from my camera to my lap top. :banghead:
And like my quote says, the drag was all down hill, and only 100 feet at that.
:deadhorse: :deadhorse: gotta be a pic somewhere
Well. . .
Just a joke . . .
I know what you mean about the pics. Normally though I'm not into capturing the moment. Then when I did try I lost it. I helped my brother drag out a cow elk in Montana and that's the way I felt with this bruiser. All I know is my little chest deep freeze is full up. :coffee:
Congrats on ty he big deer. But you'll need to shoot another one to prove it lol :readit: :smileystooges:
Quote from: BAK on October 29, 2020, 08:56:41 AM
I know what you mean about the pics. Normally though I'm not into capturing the moment. Then when I did try I lost it. I helped my brother drag out a cow elk in Montana and that's the way I felt with this bruiser. All I know is my little chest deep freeze is full up. :coffee:
And every time you take out a package to eat you'll remember him and your mind will show you the picture. That's what really counts.