Shooting a deer is the easy part, once it’s done. Getting it in the freezer- now, that’s some work. I’d packed the body cavity with bags of ice becasue it was warmer during the day than I liked, but in the end, that was fine. I hung the deer from the gambrel I built into the garage ceiling. It took all day. My back is sore from the bending over the too-low table. My hands are sore from the rope winch, raw from constantly washing and changing gloves. But the deer is in the freezer. I took some pains to get as much meat off it as I could, cutting it into mostly roasts as I have steaks leftover from last year. Small scraps and strips went into the grinder. THe hide and hooves are in the garbage for takeout today- If I had time and the skill I’d tan the hide and smoke it, but I don’t, and I don’t have the time to develop it either, right now.

I’m nursing a headache now, and the arms are hosed up from the cutting and grinding, but i feel fine.