I had on my favorite dark blue dress shirt and sweater vest when I received a call that someone wasn’t quite sure how to get to my house for the party I was having that evening. I walked outside to the ledge overlooking Bristol Rd and saw hazard lights blinking, and heard the sounds of broken glass as other cars drove around the stopped vehicle. I ran down my driveway and out to the car and saw two teenagers standing off to the side of the road shaking next to their car which had struck a deer.
Me: Are you ok?
Them: *shiver* nod.
Me: Have you called for help?
Them: *shiver* nod.
Me: Ok, I’m going to push this deer out of the way and then we need to move your car. Do you feel comfortable driving?
Me: I’ll do it.
Them: *shiver* Ok.
Deer shoved, car moved, help called. Time to wait.
Girl #1: Who are you?
Me: My name’s Terry.
Girl #1: Why are you here?
Me: I live in the house behind you and I saw your lights blinking so I ran down.
Girl #2: It was odd to see you come out of the fog.
Me: I suppose it was.
*car pulls up*
Me: This your ride?
Girl #1: It’s my mom, yeah.
Me: Do you feel comfortable driving back?
Girl #1: *blank stare*
Me: Would you like me to drive back?
Girl #2: Thank you.
I drove them back, we chatted during the four minute drive and the girls’ mother drove me back. She made an off hand comment about there not being food in the house so when she dropped me off, I asked her to wait a second and assembled a plate of baked goods from the food at my party. Then she was off into the night.
I think I invited enough people that the group shards could enjoy themselves. The cluster of Scouts got to have a rope argument while others played Jungle Speed and yet more just ate.
Top View-Nice shot, Sam.
Constrictor Hitch-This is what happens when six Eagle Scouts start drinking.
The party went well, and this time I had a lot of food left over instead of an embarrassing amount of food left over. Most people left between 1 and 2 am.
With a cherry on top
I feel this is an entirely acceptable way to round out 2012.
The above is an unremarkable shot of a deer. I took it while at camp with my 70-200mm lens and was glad the deer came out clearly. So, just a picture?
Prior to it being taken, the deer had stood in the puddle for about 20 minutes alternatively jumping up and down then squatting and peeing. Periodically it’d glance at me and the others on our walk but it mostly just jumped and tinkled.
So, this is probably a better representation of our interactions with the deer.
I hit a diminutive pre-dead deer the other day while driving. I thought it was a lot smaller or my car was a lot higher (apparently I nearly bottom out over speed bumps) and I ravaged the corpse fiercely. My car began making rather loud (Harley with a glasspack loud) so I swapped it out with another car at home.
I got a call from my dad:
Dad: Did you hit a deer?
Me: Yeah, how did you know?
Dad: Two things: the size of the dent, as well as the deer fur, deer blood, deer guts and what I think was a deer tooth lodged in your undercarriage.
Madrigal’s Meat Market had the flank steak I needed to make beef jerky and I put them square in my errand sights today. I grabbed the steak and counter attendent asked me what I was using the steak for-
Me: I’m making beef jerky
Her: With a dehydrator?
Me: If by dehydrator you mean box fan, bungee cords, and 4 furnace filters, yes.
Her: Do you know what the best source of meat for beef jerky?
Me: A cow.
Her: Nope, deer. Deer makes the best beef jerky.
Hm…. deer are a source of quality cow steaks. Don’t tell anyone, the beef industry would be destroyed by this development.
I received a quotation for antlatlry department at camp and was surprised when the total cost would be under $1000 including targets. This of course, does not include labor but hey, that’s what CITs are for. Now, I’m trying to find appropriate targets and am wondering if instead of using many targets like say a foam deer, I can save money and just buy one foam mastadon. I know Scouting doesn’t permit shooting at animal likenesses but in this case at least the kids won’t have a gut reflex to shoot at the damn thing since it’s been extinction for 10,000 years.