The Second Week of Deer Camp is the Greatest Time of Year

Anyone else know that song?
I digress…
Last week the wife and I were out in the woods north of here, just south of the border with Cow Hampshire, hunkered down in a blind in the foggy morning dew. And just as the sun peeped up over the horizon, there he was! A magnificent specimen, just sauntering through the meadow before us without a care in the world, making for the Lego cache we’d placed.
Long story short, first day of the season and we bagged us a heckuva prize. Look at this pelt! Gorgeous! And the meat… I did a thigh roast with roasted pears, rosemary and a few juniper berries, and it was spectacular. I’m salting down the rest for winter tomorrow.
Just look at that pelt!!!
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