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Sports See other Sports Articles Title: My rifle still hits where I aim it.... Location: LoJo Ranch, Fannin County, Texas I was up before sunrise, temp around 23F with humidity at 72%. A winter front came through and brought some sleet and snow before dawn, it was bone-chilling COLD. My destination: LoJo Ranch in northern Fannin County. I made my way through the cattle gates and towards the elevated blind on the north side of a hill about 1.5 miles into the ranch. (mfg photo of the same blind I was in) I climbed into the box blind about 7:00 and listened to the sleet coming down and waited for daylight. About 7:55 a herd of does appeared out in front of me at about 50 yards. The first, and the biggest doe, trotted behind a small stand of tree's, I got my crosshairs on the biggest one left out in the open and pulled the trigger "KA-POW!!". The doe I was aiming at kicked and took off out of sight, the rest scattered. I gathered my gear and climbed down and made my way over to where I'd shot the doe and discovered a good blood trail. The doe ran about 70 yards and piled up in an adjoining section of the ranch after jumping over 5 strands of barbed-wire. I made a good shot, a clean entrance and the 165-grain Sierra Gameking punched all the way through and made a 2" exit wound. I fully expected the doe to drop, but they don't always react the way we expect them to. This one was dead at the shot, but was probably running on her last breath. It happens that way. I got my truck and drove down to the fence and dragged the doe 35 yards, through the fence, and muscled it into the bed of my truck (phew!!). I made my way back out of the ranch and headed up the the hunter's headquarters (an old ranch house). I met the landowner there, paid him for the doe, and got my doe tag. This ranch was issued 10 tags by the state for doe's and can be hunted beyond the end of regular deer season into February. I went next door to one of the barns that had a stall set up for field-dressing deer, they had a gambrel and a water hose and a bucket for the guts: After field-dressing the doe I drove down the road and dropped it off at a local processor and he filled out my ticket to have the doe turned into venison hams, butterfly-cut backstraps, and the remainder into ground venison with 10% beef tallow added so I can make hamburgers. The beef tallow holds the ground into the shape of a patty, venison alone does not have enough fat to hold together. It's been a good day so far!! Post Comment Private Reply Ignore Thread Top Page Up Full Thread Page Down Bottom/Latest Begin Trace Mode for Comment # 2.
#1. To: X-15 (#0)
Which processor do you use? Thanks.
Ray's Wild Game Processing in Sumner, Lamar County. He's about 12 miles East and South of Caddo National Grasslands.
#3. To: X-15 (#2)
Thanks - I'll get the information north to family.
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