Adventures of a Modern Day, Middle-Aged Hero, on the Glory Road(to family security)


I hope that's some good ass backstrap.

Todays story comes to us courtesy of yahoo, and WMUR out of New Hampshire, and is fresh from the 'Sometimes you're the windshield, sometimes you're the bug' files.

Cornish hunter describes ordeal after getting stabbed by deer's antlers(you'll need to click on the link...attempts to embed failed miserably.

Because he's relatively okay, it's funny to joke about. 

I had a similar thing happen to me with the first elk I shot.  I hit it through the neck, and after standing there, unable to run uphill, it layed down.  You could see the blood coming out of it's neck.  When I approached it, it stood back up, and luckily, ran away from me instead of towards me.  If a 144 pound white tail can hurt you, I'm pretty sure a 400 pound elk with 14 inch spikes could kill you.