That is hilarious
What happens when you rope a deer?
Actual Letter from someone who writes, and ranches. Names have
been removed to protect the stupid!
I had this idea that I was going to rope a deer, put it in a stall,
feed it up on corn for a couple of weeks, then kill it and eat it.
The first step in this adventure was getting a deer. I figured that,
since they congregate at my cattle feeder and do not seem to have much fear of
me when we are there (a bold one will sometimes come right up and sniff at the
bags of feed while I am in the back of the truck not four feet away), it should
not be difficult to rope one, get up to it and toss a bag over its head (to calm
it down), then hog-tie it and transport it home.
I filled the cattle feeder then hid down at the end with my rope. The
cattle, having seen the roping thing before, stayed well back. They were not
having any of it.
After about 20 minutes, my deer showed up -- three of them. I picked
out a likely-looking one, stepped out from the end of the feeder, and threw my
rope. The deer just stood there and stared at me.
I wrapped the rope around my waist and twisted the end so I would have
a good hold. The deer still just stood and stared at me, but you could tell it
was mildly concerned about the whole rope situation.
I took a step towards it... it took a step away. I put a little tension
on the rope and then received an education.
The first thing that I learned is that, while a deer may just stand there
looking at you funny while you rope it, they are spurred to action when you
start pulling on that rope. That deer EXPLODED!
The second thing I learned is that pound for pound, a deer is a LOT
stronger than a cow or a colt. A cow or a colt in that weight range, I could
fight down with a rope and with some dignity. A deer-- no chance. That thing ran
and bucked and twisted and pulled. There was no controlling it and certainly no
getting close to it. As it jerked me off my feet and started dragging me across
the ground, it occurred to me that having a deer on a rope was not nearly as
good an idea as I had originally imagined.
The only upside is that they do not have as much stamina as many other
animals. A brief 10 minutes later, it was tired and not nearly as quick to jerk
me off my feet and drag me when I managed to get up. It took me a few minutes to
realize this, since I was mostly blinded by the blood flowing out of the big
gash in my head. At that point, I had lost my taste for corn-fed venison I
just wanted to get that devil creature off the end of that rope.
I figured if I just let it go with the rope hanging around its neck, it
would likely die slow and painfully somewhere. At the time, there was no love at
all between me and that deer. At that moment I hated the thing, and I would
venture a guess that the feeling was mutual. Despite the gash in my head and the
several large knots where I had cleverly arrested the deer's momentum by bracing
my head against various large rocks as it dragged me across the ground, I could
still think clearly enough to recognize that there was a small chance that I
shared some tiny amount of responsibility for the situation we were in, so
I didn't want the deer to have it suffer a slow death.
I managed to get it lined back up in between my truck and the feeder - a
little trap I had set before hand ... kind of like a squeeze chute. I got it to
back in there and I started moving up so I could get my rope back.
Did you know that deer bite? They do! I never in a million years would
have thought that a deer would bite somebody, so I was very surprised when I
reached up there to grab that rope and the deer grabbed hold of my wrist. Now,
when a deer bites you, it is not like being bit by a horse where they just bite
you and then let go. A deer bites you and shakes its head -- almost like a pit
bull. They bite HARD and it hurts!
The proper thing to do when a deer bites you is probably to freeze and
draw back slowly. I tried screaming and shaking instead. My method was
ineffective.
It seems like the deer was biting and shaking for several minutes, but
it was likely only several seconds. I, being smarter than a deer (though you may
be questioning that claim by now), tricked it. While I kept it busy tearing the
bejesus out of my right arm, I reached up with my left hand and pulled that rope
loose. That was when I got my final lesson in deer behavior for the day.
Deer will strike at you with their front feet. They rear right up on
their back feet and strike right about head and shoulder level, and their hooves
are surprisingly sharp. I learned a long time ago that, when an animal --
like a horse -- strikes at you with their hooves and you can't get away easily,
the best thing to do is try to make a loud noise and make an aggressive move
towards the animal. This will usually cause them to back down a bit so you can
escape.This was not a horse. This was a deer, so obviously , such trickery would
not work. In the course of a millisecond, I devised a different strategy. I
screamed like a woman and tried to turn and run.
The reason I had always been told NOT to try to turn and run from a
horse that paws at you is that there is a good chance that it will hit you in
the back of the head. Deer may not be so different from horses after all,
besides being twice as strong and three times as evil, because the second I
turned to run, it hit me right in the back of the head and knocked me
down.
Now, when a deer paws at you and knocks you down, it does not
immediately leave. I suspect it does not recognize that the danger has passed.
What they do instead is paw your back and jump up and down on you while you are
laying there crying like a little girl and covering your head.
I finally managed to crawl under the truck and the deer went away. So
now I know why when people go deer hunting they bring a rifle with a scope so
that they can be somewhat equal to their "prey."
Dwyane
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That is hilarious
That's just Hilarious! Poor fellow. I've bow hunted for years and have had many deet close enough to jump on. I've always wanted to take one with a knife. Glad I've never tried.
Reaper, Where Fish come to Fry
LOL That is good
Gonefission
Bill
They are almost that mean after they have been shot. I caught one looking around in the back of my Pick up one time after I thought I had made a good heart shot. I thought I would just do her in with my knife; after all I had already shot her. That half dead deer like to have beat me to death in the bed of that pick up. A freind was watching me through his scope. He said I would have definately won the $10,000 and it reminded him of Tarzan fighting with those aligators. I didn't get any stitches but, We had to pack a few cuts with vasoline and wrap them up.
DP
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That's just too funny. One thing I always tell my boys is to make sure the eyes are OPEN when they shoot one., If the eyes are closed you better be careful cause they will mess you up....... Thanks for the story Shadow.
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