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  • Roping a deer!

    Pretty funny stuff. I have no idea if this really happened but there are a lot of stupid people out there, so it is plausible that it is true.

    ENJOY!!!
    TLM
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    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'm 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'd 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 I 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 up side is that they do not have as much stamina as some 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 else. At the time, there was no love at all between me and that deer. At that moment, I actually 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, and 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 hind legs 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 girl 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, 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 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're 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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    Awesome....true or not, it is awesome!
    ~Lyon~

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    • #3
      LMFAO!!!!!!!!!!! I can just imagine that whole scenario playing out in my head.
      Diplomacy is the art of saying "nice doggie" while picking up a big stick.

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      • #4
        Lmfao!!!....+1 Fof....
        "I Have Sworn Upon the Altar of God eternal hostility against every form of tyranny over the mind of man." -Thomas Jefferson

        "When plunder becomes a way of life for a group of men living together in society, they create for themselves, in the course of time, a legal system that authorizes it and a moral code that glorifies it." -Frederic Bastiat

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        • #5
          omg! hope you get well soon!
          proper preparedness prevents poor performance

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          • #6
            I guess you got to tame 'em like we do. Here's our latest friend in the house eating kleenex and watching the Sunday afternoon race. Don't ask why I rotated the camera. Duh!

            She has since left...I believe a wolf got her. We saw one in the yard a day or so before she disappeared. My wife battled cancer this past year and this was her porch buddy. She didn't come in much. We had a hard time keeping her from going up the steps to the kids bedrooms. She would get in the car with you if you left the door open. I've had her get under my Superduty with me while I was changing the oil. By the way she adopted us first. There were two of them at first. Search on DEER GONE TAME for other vids. We miss her but her aunt tastes real good!

            http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfGuxuJzRpc
            JUST CURIOUS? PRUNES ARE DEHYDRATED PLUMS. SO WHERE DOES PRUNE JUICE COME FROM?

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            • #7
              Originally posted by lazer128 View Post
              I guess you got to tame 'em like we do. Here's our latest friend in the house eating kleenex and watching the Sunday afternoon race. Don't ask why I rotated the camera. Duh!

              She has since left...I believe a wolf got her. We saw one in the yard a day or so before she disappeared. My wife battled cancer this past year and this was her porch buddy. She didn't come in much. We had a hard time keeping her from going up the steps to the kids bedrooms. She would get in the car with you if you left the door open. I've had her get under my Superduty with me while I was changing the oil. By the way she adopted us first. There were two of them at first. Search on DEER GONE TAME for other vids. We miss her but her aunt tastes real good!

              http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bfGuxuJzRpc

              Awesome videos. That is too cool!
              ~Lyon~

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              • #8
                The image of a deer biting someone and shaking its head has kept me laughing all day long. nice find lol :D
                Sometimes I wonder if I could live my entire life being the neutral, all observant being. The gray man. We’ll see.

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                • #9
                  Still LMFAO!! Great story!

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                  • #10
                    Around where I live here in NC several people have told me they know people who raise deer then turn them loose.
                    My friend that lives about 20 minutes away said when he went out hunting his neighbor told him about a tame buck that was hand raised, you would know it by tennis balls on his rack, lol.
                    Funny part was opening morning that was all my friend saw was a buck with tennis balls on his antlers!!

                    That story TLM post was a riot to read, I too could just imagine it all like he said in the typical farmer telling a tale fashion too.

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                    • #11
                      thaks for the laugh i always wanted to jump on one back out of a tree and break its neck
                      the pack that plays together stays together

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                      • #12
                        That was great!
                        nick

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                        • #13
                          When I was 15 we were rounding up cattle in southern Colorado to get them off the Forest service grazing lands for the summer. Me and my bother found a three point buck in some willows. I told my brother I'd rope the head if he got the heels. I got mine he didn't get his. When that deer got to the end of the rope and came back up to the horse and me. I spun the horse and he went on buy and quick as a wink. He ran that rope around the horse and me, over my legs pinning me on the horse. As he made the last turn around the horse at the front. The rope was so short he twisted into the horse and got two horn points into it. Not real bad, but bad enough. The horse started bucking and with the deer roped in that tight we all went down. We landed on the deer and pinned it. With the horse just able to raise it's head and sort of flop it's body I got out my buck knife and started cutting lariat. I got three cuts in and the horse rolled over onto me and off the deer.
                          The deer got up,I was left on the ground, the horse got on his feet, my little brother was off to get my dad. By now our two dingo cross dogs were there and on the deer, so he left with a piece of the rope about four feet long around the base of his horns.
                          Long story short here. I paid my dad $1200.00 for the horse,$95.00 for the Vet bill,$18.00 for the lariat. Took three years of working to do it. The horse lived and was a good pet and friend for years. This was in 1972

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                          • #14
                            Talk about a KODAK moment......thats hilarious.....the situation, not your injuries......thanks for sharing.
                            O.W.
                            Last edited by Oscar Wilde; 04-09-2009, 01:13 AM.
                            Things are seldom what they seem.

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                            • #15
                              That is one of the funniest stories i have ever heard!!!

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