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ROPING A DEER 2007Urban Legend From Darwin Awards
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2007 Urban Legend
Darwin says, "Darwin warns, "This is an Urban Legend. I cannot find an original soure, nor any confirmation. Although Snopes has not yet addressed its veracity (as of 2/2008) its widespread presence on the Internet and its overall tone lead me to consider it to be invented. Please contact me if you have information!"
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I had this idea that I was going to rope a deer, put it in a stall, sweet feed it on corn for a few weeks, then butcher it and eat it. Yum! Corn-fed venison. The first step in this adventure was getting a deer.
Since they congregate at my cattle feeder and do not have much fear of me (a bold one will sometimes come right up and sniff at the bags of feed while I am in the back of the truck four feet away) it should not be difficult to rope one, toss a bag over its head to calm it down, then hog-tie it and transport it home.
I filled the cattle feeder and hid behind it with my rope. The cattle, having seen a roping or two before, stayed well back. They were not having any of it.
After 20 minutes, my deer showed up, 3 of them. I picked a likely looking one, stepped out, 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 she was mildly concerned about the whole rope situation.
I took a step toward it. It took a step away. I put a little tension on the rope, and received an education. The first thing I learned is that, while a deer may just stand there looking at you funny while you rope it, it is 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 some dignity. A deer? No chance.
That thing ran and bucked, it twisted and pulled. There was no controlling that deer, 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 firmly attached to a rope was not such a good idea. The only upside is that they do not have much stamina.
A brief ten minutes later it was tired, and not as quick to jerk me off my feet and drag me. 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 appetite for corn-fed venison. I hated the thing, and would hazard a guess that the feeling was mutual. I just wanted to get that devil creature off the end of that rope. But if I let it go with the rope hanging around its neck, it would likely die slow and painful somewhere.
Despite the gash in my head, and several large knots where I had cleverly arrested the deer's pell-mell flight by bracing my head against large rocks as it dragged me across the ground, I could still think clearly enough to recognize that I shared some tiny amount of responsibility for the situation we were in. I didn't want the deer to suffer a slow death.
I managed to get it lined up between my truck and the feeder, a little trap I had set beforehand, like a squeeze chute. I backed it in there, and I started moving forward to 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, so I was very surprised when I reached up there to grab hold of that rope, and the deer grabbed hold of my wrist. Now, when a deer bites you, it is not like a horse, it does not just bite and let go. A deer bites and shakes its head, like a pit bull. They bite HARD and won't let go. It hurts!
The proper reaction when a deer bites you is probably to freeze and draw back slowly. I tried screaming and wrenching away. My method was ineffective. It felt like that deer bit and shook me 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 bejesus out of my right arm, I reached up with my left hand and pulled that rope loose. That was when I learned my final lesson in deer behavior for the day.
Reader Andy says, "Roping a deer (or grabbing a wounded deer by the horns) may seem outrageous but it has been done! And the deer don't like it at all. This kind of foolishness happens frequently. How do I know? I live in North Central Montana and I tried to rope a deer myself once, but I missed. Thankfully. Deer are savage animals when trapped."Deer will strike at you with their front feet. They rear right up and strike at head and shoulder level, and their hooves are surprisingly sharp. I learned long ago that when a horse strikes at you with its hooves and you can't get away, the best thing to do is make a loud noise and move aggressively towards the animal. This will cause it to back down a bit, so you can make your escape.
This was not a horse. This was a deer. Obviously, such trickery would not work. In the course of a millisecond, I devised a different strategy. I screamed like a woman and turned to run.
The reason we have been taught NOT 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 are not so different from horses after all, other than being twice as strong and three times as evil. The second I turned to run, it hit me right in the back of the head and knocked me down. When a deer paws at you and knocks you down, it does not immediately depart. I suspect it does not recognize that the danger has passed.
What it does 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. Now I know why people go deer hunting with a rifle and a scope. It's so they can be somewhat equal to the prey.
Is that why you're bald, RC? :wink:
Gotta love the Darwin Awards. Gene Police: You outta the pool!!
HA HA HA -- sounds funny now, but I can attest to a somewhat similar story -- MDH was driving a northern highway and somebody hit a deer just a few minutes before MDH came upon the scene. The driver was gone and the small buck was down, not moving, with major injuries. Obviously dead. So MDH investigated. The deer was warm and so he thought, YUM -- SUPPER won't MDW be happy! (which I was, btw). So, he went back to his truck, got a rope and tied it to the deer. I don't remember where anymore. He started dragging it to his truck. Now all this takes time, you must remember. Probably about 1/2 hr at least at this point. So, getting closer to the truck, almost there and then WHAM-O! The deer woke up! Guess he wasn't so dead! Well, MDH had a heck of a time -- thankfully he had an axe with him and as quickly as he could he dispatched the deer. There was no way that deer was going to make it in the bush anyway with the injuries and at this point, I doubt MDH even cared. That deer was all over him!
In the end, the deer went in the box in the truck and we had venison for a while, but MDH will never forget his stupidity in assuming the deer was dead. As hunters, we KNOW you never assume that -- EVER! Good thing it was only a deer and a small one at that.
When MDH bow hunted... He ALWAYS had a knife handy for throat slitting. As with all responsible hunters he always tried for that good kill shot. Unfortunately, not everything always happens as you plan. I remember one time where he though he had a small buck, with a good clean shot. Turns out after tracking the buck, the deer was fatally hit...he just wasn't dead yet. Wresteling match ensues.... :lol:
Bill came home with his camo's COVERED in blood....there was spatter on the side of his face... I could barely ask "what happened???" before he slumped in the kitchen chair. He was EXAUSTED! Walking into the woods, tracking the deer, wresteling the deer to get it back down so he could safely handle the knife to finish off the deer, dragging it out of the woods, loading it into the truck, and dealing with all that adrenaline........Lead him to decide to stick to rifle season. :lol:
:shock: No, Joshie it isn't, LOL.
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