Warning Deer Hunters

  • duckhuntrrus
    Lexington Ne
    Posts: 142
    #201074

    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 congregated 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) that 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, which had 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 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 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
    originally imagined. The only up side is that they do not have as much
    stamina as many 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. I managed to get it lined up to
    back in between my truck and the feeder, a little trap I had set
    beforehand. Kind of like a squeeze chute. I got it to back in there
    and 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 hound 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 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
    three 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 doesn’t mmediately
    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 hile
    you are laying there crying like a little girl and covering your head.
    If finally managed to crawl under the truck and the deer went away.

    Now for the local legend. I was pretty beat up. My scalp was split
    open, I had several large goose eggs, my wrist was bleeding pretty good
    and felt broken (it turned out to be just badly bruised) and my back
    was bleeding in a few places, though my insulated canvas jacket had
    protected me from most of the worst of it. I drove to the nearest
    place, which was the co-op. I got out of the truck, covered in blood
    and dust and looking like I’d just come from a bar-room brawl. The guy
    who ran the place saw me through the window and came running out
    yelling “what happened”

    I have never seen any law in the state of Montana that would prohibit an
    individual from roping a deer. I suspect that this is an area that
    they have overlooked entirely. Knowing, as I do, the lengths to which
    law enforcement personnel will go to exercise their power, I was
    concerned that they may find a way to twist the existing laws to paint
    my actions as criminal. I swear, not wanting to admit that I had done
    something monumentally stupid played no part in my response. I told
    him “I was attacked by a deer.” I did not mention that at the time I
    had a rope on it. The evidence was all over my body. Deer prints on
    the back of my jacket where it had stomped all over me and a large deer
    print on my face where it had struck me there. I asked him to call
    somebody to come get me. I didn’t think I could make it home on my wn.
    He did.

    Later that afternoon, a game warden showed up at my house and wanted to
    know about the deer attack. Surprisingly, deer attacks are a rare
    thing and wildlife and parks was interested in the event. I tried to
    describe the attack as completely and accurately as I could. I was
    filling the grain hopper and this deer came out of nowhere and just
    started kicking the hell o out of me and BIT me. It was obviously rabid
    or insane or something. EVERYBODY for miles around knows about the deer
    attack (the guy at the co-op has a big mouth). For several weeks
    people dragged their kids in the house
    when they saw deer around and the local ranchers carried rifles when
    they filled their feeders. I have told several people the story, but
    NEVER anybody around here. I have to see these people every day and ss
    an outsider, a “city folk”, I have enough trouble fitting in without
    them snickering behind my back and whispering “there is the dumb-butt”
    that tried to rope the deer.

    This is not my story but it is a classic. I also know a few guys that tried this here in Nebraska and after $10,000 in damage to their vehicle they cut the rope. Also one should not try this while horse back, because the deer will circle you and wrap the rope around the horses legs. Not a good combination.

    rsballar6941
    Rochester, MN
    Posts: 412
    #69580


    Yep deer are freaken strong animals. I have helped deer farmers hold down deer after being tranquilized for shots and blood work but man once they start to wake up it was a struggle for us guys to hold them down. After each deer was done it felt as if our forearms were going to explode.

    muskybones
    Posts: 372
    #69587

    omg that just made my day

    dbokman
    Posts: 35
    #69590

    Life’s little lessons………….

    qdm4life
    Albertville, MN
    Posts: 956
    #69608

    We need an instant graemlin with tears and a happy face, that is awsome!

    chev70
    SW Wisconsin
    Posts: 1008
    #69636

    jonny p
    Waskish, MN
    Posts: 668
    #69671

    Thats brutaly funny.

    I had a buddy back in high school try to jump of his old mans hay pile on a fawn and think he was going to wrestle it down, he got his butt kicked by the fawn and doe in about three seconds before they ran away. Actaully took a chunk of his ear off.

    sauger
    Hastings ,MN
    Posts: 2442
    #69674

    kooty
    Keymaster
    1 hour 15 mins to the Pond
    Posts: 18101
    #69696

    If you’ve never seen a deer roped, you haven’t lived. So I’m told.

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