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As told once upon a time by Boggy Creek Ranger.

And I am sure it is a "story" not a personal experience... although knowing Boggy.....................



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 4 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 -- 3 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 to suffer a slow death, so 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 tendons 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 3 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 to sort of even the odds.


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T, I acually know some guys here (maybe not too bright) that have caught deer. 2 of them got caught up on crippled bucks that whooped their azzes and the other one roped a buck. The one with the rope was a great cowboy but not that great of a deerboy. He said the catching wasn't too hard the release was hell.

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I roped a big porcupine one time down in NM. That was kinda hard to turn loose also.Pretty much ruined a good rope.


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Knew a feller that claimed to have roped a moose once. He said he never did get that rope back....


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Next time try roping a buffalo, their easier, trust me( he he he) Russ

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Originally Posted by blanket
Next time try roping a buffalo, their easier, trust me( he he he) Russ


Only thing is, bison tend to die as soon as the rope tightens up a bit and crushes their windpipe. They are not built like a cow.

I have a couple of friends with bison ranches. They spoke from experience on this matter.


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laugh

Terry:

I read this story before. I don't have to read it again to laugh so hard that my stomach aches. Thanks.

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And I'm pretty sure the storyteller speaks from experience. I've talked to several different old timers here in Idaho that told me about roping deer. Seems it was some kind of cowboy rite of passage around here. They'd get a new guy on the crew that thought he knew everything there was to know about ridin' and ropin' so they'd buffalo him into roping a deer. They said the same thing - a roped deer will just stand there until you tried putting some pressure on them, then they'd make the meanest bronc seem like kid's pet pony...

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Originally Posted by T LEE

As told once upon a time by Boggy Creek Ranger.

And I am sure it is a "story" not a personal experience... although knowing Boggy.....................



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 4 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 -- 3 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 to suffer a slow death, so 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 tendons 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 3 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 to sort of even the odds.




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Terry,

Ahem uh, I have something to confess.....

Well uh, I too am one of those uh, people who miss understand the power of nature in the venison form.

I used to have a 1999 Yamaha Banshee four wheeler its not really like the sport utility quads most of the guys on here have but a two stroke 350cc twin cylinder ball of fury that out of the box will easily hit the 70-80 mph range depending on the riders weight.

You see we used to go out in the fields at night preferrably in the moonlite with the lights off.
We had a little game we played called Whitetail rodeo.

The rules of this so called game was to ground a deer by running it around the field for a few laps until it became winded
When you got it to the point of gassing out and could follow it in second gear at just above idle, you were then supposed to perch up on the quad so you could "leap" and tackle the deer to the ground by its neck.

Whoever's turn it was would be judged by a small group of other riders for artistic performance, durability, execution, and overall outcome. Bonuses were added if we were chased on the property by someone who didn't know we had permission to be out there.

It was my turn this night. (not my first one but my last)
We had a big group in the center of the field feeding. I got close in a low throttle third gear and lit it up about 100 feet away from the herd. While they're scattering I picked out a nice sized doe to be judged with.

It was a good run so far she was running in a right circle, she was gassing out after the second lap.
I shifted into second gear, assumed the leaping position, (this is where everything starts going to pot) a second after I decided to jump she seen me jumping and hit the brakes.

Time out for a second, now my professional deer jumping technique is to leap to the right of the quad with my left arm hook under the neck and with my torso a hard hit on the shoulder while wrapping my right arm over the back. This allows your body to keep the front legs from tearing you up and rolls a deer pretty easily.

Now back to that moment in time.......

It was not executed as above...

She put on the brakes I was in mid air and only could manage to wrap my right arm around the back of her neck. I grabbed hard, so hard it actually pulled her head towards me so I instinctively wrapped my other arm around her as such I was embracing her.

(This is the mushy part)
Her lips were about an inch from my lips when I seen her eyes look at mine. I seen them open up to the point I realized the bad was about to happen.

Wisdom would have said let go. My instinct said hold on!

At this time I had rolled under her.
That darned doe started thrashing so hard she was picking up off the ground and slamming me back so hard I thought she broke my ribs. I wouldn't let go... next she roto-tilled my front legs so bad she ripped my camoflage pants to the point I looked like the Ultimate Warrior in camo. I could feel the blood running out of my legs. At some point I had let go and the doe stood there for a second once free, as if she was calling me some deer swear word then bounded off.

My good for nothing friends were laughing so stinking hard I was able to hobble to my quad and get it started before they could compose themselves enough to talk to me.

We went back to my friends house to acess the damage.
When we turned on the lights in the polebarn the the laughter erupted even more.

Seems during the pawing attack the deer completely ripped the front of my pants off from the pockets to my ankles, inside seam to outside seam. Its hooves candy caned my legs the same distance with purple welts. My right thigh had this massive bruised welt that had so much trauma it turned my foot black from ankle to toe for a few weeks. The laughter erupted again when I turned around and my friends seen that the deer even ripped my underwear off of me to the band. It was hanging out the in side thigh of my pants.

That night I was taught a lesson!

Even years later my friends, when we go out to breakfast seem to say "Remember that time you ......."

The laughter starts all over again.

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Well the only thing I can say is "if yer gonna be TUPID, ya better be TOUGH".....laugh


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Yeah buddy that is just a story and I did't do it. I did, however, rope a little six point buck one time that I damn near had to drag to death before I could turn it loose.

It ain't hard to rope a deer off a good horse but like somebody said turning one loose is hell.

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I remember that well, and still laugh about that brush piling up on the saddle line, smile.

Glad you made it through that adventure, wink!

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When i was in Alaska in the early seventies we tried to save a starving moose.My brother and i and another friend roped it and got in the bed of a pickup. We were gonna put it in my brothers garage and feed it. MOOSE DON/T CARE FOR GARAGES! Lesson learned.
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BTDT- Roping the doe wasnt the hard part! Took 3 of us to remove the rope without hurting the deer. I was 'black and blue' all over where she kicked me and so were my cousins. I hurt in places that I didnt think could hurt. Trust me when I say, "Once in a lifetime is enough"!!

And, yes it was one of the "Hold my beer and watch this" episodes!!

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