The Products of a Season

We got a call from the butcher’s today, and Da picked up the result of his first crossbow hunt, the doe he almost missed out on. This means that my addiction to jerky no longer has to be fed through stops at the corner shop, as five pounds of venison jerky are now in my grasp. 

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Since I don’t have much else to talk about, I’ll tell you the story of how Da almost missed this doe. So, my father’s been hunting since he was a kid. He quit archery when his shoulder started giving him trouble, and moved on to rifle and in-line muzzleloader. However, the places where you can hunt with those in 5C are pretty much hunted out, because the game commission wants money and there’s been a lot of development. So, my Grandmother went in for half with Da on a crossbow for building her new shed. Da fired the thing twice in the store, then took it hunting on a family friend’s property.

The second day he went hunting with it, he fired at the doe, and she continued to run around for a few hours. Da got disgusted around lunch and went home, only to get a call from his friend a little later, telling him he forgot his deer. Turns out, he had hit her and didn’t realize it. When he left, she had probably just finally laid down to die.  

Pure luck and some good friends that he had meat to pick up today, but I am glad for it. That’s meat in the freezer for the winter and a little less to worry about.

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