Thursday, January 24, 2013

The Deer Hunter's Tale

Out here deer hunting season is a big deal. Lots of folks hunt, they kill and dress a lot of deer, and brag about their exploits, what terrain they had to cross, etc. So get a load of this story. I'm sitting in a bar in Smithsburg, MD, and I overheard some folks next to me.

One of them went over to see his pal, who had just gotten back from hunting, and found him still wearing his camouflage suit, but covered with blood and cockle burrs, his face scratched up, etc. His pal told him what happened, which he said took around 20 minutes for the full version, but here's the gist of it.

The guy had shot a deer, which apparently went down, and then he climbed over a fence, leaving his hunting rifle leaning on the fence, and took out his knife, expecting to go in and finish it off. However, although he shot the animal, like a 6-point buck, in the chest, he didn't hit the heart. Still alive and enraged, the deer got back up and charged him. [details garbled here] Somehow he managed to divert the deer so its antlers got stuck in a tree. [maybe a low down one] Then wielding his knife, he came around the other side of the tree, and got on the deer's back, intending to slit its throat. Then the deer really went nuts and [missing some detail here] tried to throw him off, dragging or rolling him through thorns and burrs.

Somehow our hero managed to get free, presumably after wounding the animal enough that it couldn't get up and immediately come after him, went back to the fence, got his gun, and finished him off.

At this point I interjected, "That's the weirdest deer hunting story I've ever heard." They nodded, then went on swapping stories. If you ask me, that guy is lucky be alive.

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