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Stalking the Wild Antlered Beast

18 Dec

Hunting was not as productive this year.  Yet for the first time in his hunting career Jay sighted,  stalked, and shot this 7-pt yearling buck the Thursday afternoon before gun season ended in a fallow huckleberry field a tenth of a mile from our home.

Gun Season Deer Report

14 Dec

Jay got two button bucks with a gun.  The photo of the second:
He got this up behind the house from a tree stand.  The buck came from behind–an unexpected direction–and stopped almost in front of the stand.  Hawthorne and I started our walk just after he shot.  The dog left me and tracked down Jay and the deer.  They were waiting when I came 15 minutes later.  This deer became mostly jerky.

Then I picked up a button buck.  That was on  Sunday afternoon. (#3 deer)  That deer had odd blood spots–small bruises throughout its leg muscles.  It was unlike anything we have ever seen.  So we did not make jerky out of it.  While researching it, I found out that North American Whitetail deer can be a source of  toxoplasmosis (eating the meat raw or undercooked).

The following Tuesday evening was blizzard-like.  I had to do some errands downtown that night.  One section of our road gets significant drifts blowing across.  You have to slow right down or risk an accident.  Coming home in the dark and blowing snow through that area I saw a dead deer right in the worst drifts.  I turned around because I worried someone might not see it in the blowing snow and get in an accident.  It was freshly hit.  Not bleeding.  No broken bones. So I decided it had to come home with me.

I could not lift it into the trunk so climbed in the back seat and pulled the carcass in after me.  When I reached the door I climbed out over it and pushed the rest of it in.  Then drove home.  I had to wave two vehicles around me in the snowstorm while I was doing this.  I broke two nails. I was very cold as I was not dressed for night-time snow storm deer retrieval.

It turned out to be the largest button buck (a born-this-year deer, a fawn) Jay had ever seen.  It weighed about 100 pounds.  He was not happy I brought it home.  He thought I had gotten the car bloody or that the meat would be bruised, and he had been planning to go out hunting early the next morning.  Instead we had to take the deer that night over to his family’s barn and hang and gut it.  The car was not dirty.  Nor was the meat bruised except deep in the chest cavity.  The blood had pooled in the upper chest cavity.  He gave the front legs away and cut up and froze the meat from the hind legs. (#4 deer)

Thursday we did two big drives with Daren, Aaron, Caleb, his wife Nicole, and Duane, Jay’s friend from high school and father of Caleb.  The first drive Jay shot a good-sized doe (#5 deer)  and Duane shot its fawn.  This was on Cornell controlled land.  We have to jump over many logistical paperwork and record keeping barriers to hunt Cornell lands.  Caleb and his wife Nicole have shot at least 17 deer with bow and arrow on Cornell land this season.  Most from hiking trails.  They walk the trails with their bows.  The deer are so used to people they do not spook even when being drawn upon with the bow.  This is the first year Nicole has hunted.  She shot three deer this way.  The large 8-pt buck she killed just stood and watched her as she drew up and shot him.

Jay’s brother, Daren, got a seven point buck during a torrential rainstorm the second week of season.  He saw the buck feeding in a pasture from an upstairs window.  He took his muzzleloader and snuck down the length of a hedgerow.  As he put the gun barrel up into a convenient tree notch he says he thought “This might just work”!  The buck never spooked or saw him.  He made a clean lung shot.

Here is Jay with the that buck.  Daren was not around when the camera was.

Then, late last week, Daren decided to watch from a chair 50 yards from a turnip plot he planted this late summer.  A doe crept down from the brush above the plot and eventually waded into the turnips to eat.  The plants started the season out with greens that were about 3 feet tall.  Daren had the muzzleloader, which is a one-shot gun.  Just as he was ready to shoot he saw some movement out of the corner of his eye.  Another deer arrived.  A big eight point buck which seemed comforted by the fact the doe was eating unmolested and unconcerned.  So Daren shot him instead.

Here Daren is with the antlers from the first buck and this second buck.

Jay is cutting up the doe now.  Hamburger and jerky and some meat to freeze.


I saw several bucks but never got a good shot.  One I tracked and it jumped from its bed under a pine in the snow.  It ran and someone else shot within minutes after it left my area.  Saturday, while Jay was hunting I again jumped a buck from its bed.  It ran down and across the road.  And then there were two shots fired.  On the second drive Thursday a large deer came bounding, too quick for me to shoot.  I never saw its head.  But I bet it was a buck.  And Hawthorne and I saw many deer when we were walking.  Without a gun.

Goose Hunting

22 Sep

Jay and Daren got these the first time out up back in the harvested corn field.  Yesterday they went again and spent $2.00 on shells on one goose which had a near death experience it will be able to tell its goslings about.  They missed several others also.  Jay says “That’s enough goose hunting for the year.”

Pounce,  Hawthorne, and I thought they did just fine.

Hawthorne got the legs and thighs and a gizzard, I got the hearts and livers, and Jay used the breasts for jerky, which in my opinion is the best use of Canada goose meat.

Squirrels and a Piano

16 Jan

Jay stopped in at his mom’s after picking the girl up from a 4-H overnight to give her a nice hunk of suet for the woodpeckers.  They have quite a few that eat a lot over there.  Of her own volition, Isabelle decided to hunt some of the squirrels that plague Mom’s bird feeders.  She got the first one with only help locating and loading the .22 bullet. The second one required some fatherly assistance.  But we have two squirrels all ready for the pot now.

Yesterday the Becker upright returned from its trip to the ‘spa’ for replacing, refelting, rebushing, reconditioning, regulation, repair and installation of a humidistat.  The rebuilding cost a bundle; the piano has been with me for over thirty years and at least five moves–it was worth it.  Did not restring, though.  Now to break it in again.  Found two keys that have a raspy noise that will need to be looked at.

The local rebuilder spoke highly of our instrument.  He indicated the technicians kept remarking about how wonderful it was.  Which was nice to hear.   A woman who had decided she did not play it any more put an ad in a local shopper years ago.  I loved its sound and its looks.  Lessons have been taught on it for 20+ years.  I had the hammers  filed once years ago, but lately it had gotten painfully bright sounding, along with other problems of old age and lots of use.

Mr. Jacob H. Becker, the founder of the Becker Bros. piano, was a recognized expert and he trained his associates who sustained the fine character of the house and the instruments of its manufacture. The piano is well known for its tonal quality superior mechanical features and durability. It is representative of the better class of the American piano. Pianos of great merit in which the skill and experience of the makers are clearly evident. Grand pianos worthy of rebuilding.

It is so heavy he brought an extra man to bring it back into the house.  There was lots of cleaning to be done before, during, and after the move as a thaw has started and their feet were wet, muddy and had ashes mixed in.  The rebuilder had asked specifically for ashes to be put on the icy snow path to help them not slip.

News Flash

21 Nov

With Isabelle sitting on a bucket below his stand, Jay shot this nine-point buck about an hour and a half ago.  The buck was not in the right place for Isabelle to take the shot.

I saw lots of gray and red squirrels, a screeching hawk and heard a Very Large Owl.

Isabelle wanted this shot.  The deer was difficult to get in the truck with three of us working at it.  Jay thinks it weighs about 180 pounds gutted.



Four with One Shell

13 Nov

The Saturday my brother died, Jay went out hunting in the morning and got four geese with one shot.


four geese

The Turkey Trot

14 Oct

No, not the dance; I am referring to the 19 minute hunt Jay took less than an hour ago which resulted in him bringing home another 10+ pound hen turkey and busting up the rest of the flock for the morning’s hunt.

The evidence:

secondhenAs you see, Hawthorne was quite taken with her.

Here is the goose girl’s goose:

girl'sgooseAnd another:

cuddleIt is not just her.  It is familial.


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