Hunting buddy Mooch shows up this evening, hunting thru 10 Nov, the heat wave right on top the rut sux, but I think we're good to go from hunting to game care.
Just waiting for him to show up and lit up the firepit. In my guts I'm vastly disappointed in my fellow Americans. This 'exercise' chasing mature whitetails and the natural wildlife management keeps me grounded. ... but there's a deep hatred and anger for those that would seek to undermind the very foundation of this representative republic which I swore an oath to protect.
... seething subsides. Fire and my recent buddy for life across from me. I just finished processing both deer, 6.5 gallons of meat chunked and ready for the grinder with the dawn tomorrow, when theres light and a chill. Loins, roasts, hearts and tenderloins all done yesterday and already frozen. I do all processing outside.
I have a deep respect for the game and from field to table I take great care to have meals fit for the life that forfeit it. Meanwhile we're waiting for the next chapter in this tale to arrive.