Early June on a Saturday morning of 2016, someone knocked on the front door at 7:30 a.m.
After opening the door, an Ohio Highway Patrol Officer tells me that a person hit a deer in front of my property.
She asked if they could leave their pickup parked at the end of my driveway until a wrecker could come by and pick it up.
Then in the same breath, she asked if I was interested in the actual deer 'TOO'.
I told her to give me a minute and I’ll meet you at the end of my driveway.
I think it was pretty obvious to the Officer that I wasn’t 'TOO' happy to hear the news, but I quickly gathered myself, jumped into my pickup and proceeded to drive down my 1,400' driveway to the scene of the accident.
As soon as I got to them, I asked "where's the deer?"
I was told the story first by the individual whom hit the deer, which left me with the impression that the buck came from out of nowhere, a complete surprise to him.
Neither the Officer or the driver of the pickup knew where the deer was exactly.
It took me all of a couple of seconds to locate the deer that was lying in the ditch expired.
Once I discovered him, I Immediately became overwhelmed with bitterness & sadness.
Sure enough, he was the one I was trying to secure for the new season.
It was a real bummer, however I get it, accidents happen...
Still, it crushed me at the time no doubt about it, but I quickly jumped into action anyways.
I dragged that big beautiful buck to the back of my pickup.
I pulled him all the way up inside the bed of the truck all by myself.
The driver hit the deer shortly after 7:00 a.m. with his work truck.
I recovered the buck at approximately 7:45 a.m.
The rest is pretty much self-explanatory if you view the attached photographs.
My dogs & cats certainly appreciated all the scraps and ground venison for a couple months thereafter.
The wife and I certainly enjoyed fresh barbecued back-straps that entire week.
.
I went ahead and had him preserved because I had a two year history with him. He lived in the area.
I’ve always wanted a buck in velvet, but not quite like this.
I'll be picking him up tomorrow after a couple of final touches by the taxidermist.
After opening the door, an Ohio Highway Patrol Officer tells me that a person hit a deer in front of my property.
She asked if they could leave their pickup parked at the end of my driveway until a wrecker could come by and pick it up.
Then in the same breath, she asked if I was interested in the actual deer 'TOO'.
I told her to give me a minute and I’ll meet you at the end of my driveway.
I think it was pretty obvious to the Officer that I wasn’t 'TOO' happy to hear the news, but I quickly gathered myself, jumped into my pickup and proceeded to drive down my 1,400' driveway to the scene of the accident.
As soon as I got to them, I asked "where's the deer?"
I was told the story first by the individual whom hit the deer, which left me with the impression that the buck came from out of nowhere, a complete surprise to him.
Neither the Officer or the driver of the pickup knew where the deer was exactly.
It took me all of a couple of seconds to locate the deer that was lying in the ditch expired.
Once I discovered him, I Immediately became overwhelmed with bitterness & sadness.
Sure enough, he was the one I was trying to secure for the new season.
It was a real bummer, however I get it, accidents happen...
Still, it crushed me at the time no doubt about it, but I quickly jumped into action anyways.
I dragged that big beautiful buck to the back of my pickup.
I pulled him all the way up inside the bed of the truck all by myself.
The driver hit the deer shortly after 7:00 a.m. with his work truck.
I recovered the buck at approximately 7:45 a.m.
The rest is pretty much self-explanatory if you view the attached photographs.
My dogs & cats certainly appreciated all the scraps and ground venison for a couple months thereafter.
The wife and I certainly enjoyed fresh barbecued back-straps that entire week.
I went ahead and had him preserved because I had a two year history with him. He lived in the area.
I’ve always wanted a buck in velvet, but not quite like this.
I'll be picking him up tomorrow after a couple of final touches by the taxidermist.
Last edited:
