I didn't hunt this year. Primarily because of the tendinitis, but also because Andy and Kev both had permits and I just didn't see the sense in having three deer in the freezer. I kept busy enough this fall that I didn't miss hunting much, until Kev would come home and share his day, or Andy would describe something he saw. That's when I missed hunting. Not the harvest, but just being out in God's Church.
Kev got his deer the end of November/first of December. (I can't remember!) He had somewhat of a frustrating season, as he never saw any Mule deer. We're assuming that this summers drought and heat was hard on them. In fact, Kev didn't see the amount of deer he normally does, which frustrated him immensely.This guy is a white tail. Kev rattled him in and took his shot. He's not trophy class by any stretch of the imagination, but Kev typically doesn't trophy hunt.
We hung him up in the shop and the guys butchered him the weekend Mom, Kat and I went Christmas shopping.
I still need to go re-arrange my freezer. Men, they just don't understand organization :)
This weekend is the final weekend of the season. Andy hasn't filled his tag. He can--now in this late season--use either his bow, or a rifle and get a doe. He says he wants to try still with his bow, so doesn't think he'll switch. We'll see. My guess is he'll go out with his bow and come home without a deer. That's fine. We've got a freezer full again and we're butchering pigs again next weekend. I don't think I have space for another deer!