Well Done My "little" Brother!!!!!          

Chris told me up on the mountain that he was gonna need help skinning his porky. I told Chris....."I'll help ya!!! I'm not gonna do it for ya,but I'll help ya"

We got Chris' porky up on a pallet.Then I handed Chris my Moose Knife,explaned a few things and he jumped right in!!!!! I had to walk him through a few things,and help him out a couple times,but he started it,AND finished it!!!!!

GREAT JOB CHRIS!!!!!!!!!!          

Chris is a fine young man,who is very much like a "Little Brother" and like a son to me all rolled into one.....

I have a feeling we will be very close for a long,long time.

I've learned that I don't have to eat everything I kill.  Somethings are only good to skin, like coyotes and possums, rats (and cats!).  I agree not to waste good game meat but other animals are catagoried as varmints for a reason.
"Hey, Marine, did you just shoot that Talibani?"
"Sir, yes, sir!"
"Then don't just stand there, get your skinning knife."
Yep, some varmints just aren't supposed to be et.

And I thought we were rednecks! Way to go. I almost got a skunk last night(by accident) that would have made an interesting meal.

I've heard that Porcupines can actually be quite good if you get them in the fall and they're feeding on apples. Good for you on sticking to your beliefs and eating what you kill.

Too late now but soaking overnight helps clear unpleasant aromas. It was an honor to witness the hunt. I've never seen a dead porcupine climbing a tree before. The first shot sealed his fate second knocked him out of the tree. Way to follow through.      
Aram

Aram,
I honestly think the boil in pickling salt seemed to do the same thing. He came out no where near as gamey smelling as he was when he went in.

Chuck,
Thank you again, bro. This was one meal that would not have been accomplished without you. Much obliged...

Thats pretty cool.  the first piece of food to come with its own tooth picks  

Much respect my friend!

Thats one time I think I would have to go with a salad!

Back in '79, half a dozen of us were camping out on a Maine Bowhunters spring bear hunt (back when we had a spring hunt) and one of the fellas shot a porky.  He cleaned and skinned it, tied it to a spit and had it roasting over the campfire.  A half hour later two other guys rolled in looking for help to find a downed bear, so he took the beast off the fire and leaned it against a tree spit and all, and we all headed out.  Three hours later we get back, toast the successful hunter with a few jars of of the local beer and settle back for the evening.  Eventually someone remembered the porky and when he brought him out, he was absolutely covered in congeled tallow.  Looked like someone dunked him in a vat of parafin or that white syruppy sugar on sticky buns.  We were all kind of put off at that so we never did get a taste.  I've always wondered what I missed.  Now I know, TNX.