Quote from: Inked on April 03, 2011, 08:26:27 PM
No need to poach around here.  We have an awesome conservation department and you can pretty much buy a deer tag for $17, then fill it, then buy another tag for $5, fill it, buy another for $5 to infinity.  We never kill enough deer according to wildlife biologists.  Between the long bow season and the 2 week firearm season, you can easily fill your deep freeze as long as you can shoot.

Here its a lottery, you buy a ticket for more that a hundred bucks, and they tell you where you can hunt, sometimes you may have to drive more than a hundred miles through the forest, only to find there wasn't one deer due to lack of food.
Ca has this thing all screwed up, many of the deer Winter right in neighborhoods where they know they won't be shot.

I have hit three on three different motorcycles, so I sold the Harley and called it quits, deer are like rabbits, shine a light in their eyes and they freeze. :o

We ( My father and I ) got skunked opening weekend last year.  We were on our way home Sunday night pissing and moaning about the big buck my dad missed when all of a sudden out of the corner of my eye I saw this monster 12 pointer come across the highway right in front of us.  Screwed the truck up real good.  About $3500 worth of damage.  We kept the meat and the rack. Luckily the very first vehicle to come down the road was a wrecker.  He took us and the truck back down to my cousin's and I called my wife to come get us.  We came back down with my truck and a float the next day.  This is why I make sure I go with my old man when he goes hunting.  You should have seen the panic in his eyes when he thought we were stranded on the side of the road.  He's just turned 70 and he is just now starting to slow down and realize there are things he can no longer do.  He panics sometimes, something I have never known him to do before. 

It's hard watching your parents get old.

Anyway, yeah, deer are responsible for an ungodly amount of wrecks here in Missouri.  We kill the shit out of them though and never fill the quota by our conservation department ( arguably the best in the country).

WOW! Glad you guys didn't get hurt.

My dad passed a few years ago at 93, but he never slowed down, thats what kept him so young.
Rode his Harley till he was 90, but gave it up when it tipped over and he couldn't pick it up by himself.

Still riding at 90.  That's great. Nice that you got to spend so much time with him.  I hope I'm as lucky.