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Is it legal in your state to gut a deer on public land?

Is in legal in your state to gut a deer on public land?

  • Yes

    Votes: 101 94.4%
  • no

    Votes: 3 2.8%
  • Indeterminable

    Votes: 3 2.8%

  • Total voters
    107
I once called the local cops to dispatch a car injured deer then stood by and waited for them. The cop pulled up walked over and talked to me, checked out the deer, pulled his 9mm and proceeded to miss it at 3 ft. He had to take a follow up shot to put it out for good.
Similar thing happened to me, but it was a deputy game warden. We had a wounded buck on our property and the way I discovered it was I was walking along a mowed trail thru 4 foot golden rod and I came upon a wide swath than was all matted down looking just like someone dragged a deer thru. So I followed the swath farther back into the goldenrod and there lay the wounded buck. The poor thing was dragging itself thru the field like he was paralyzed in the rear. I didn't have a tag and our freezer was full so I had no interest in possessing this deer that probably had a ton of adrenaline flowing thru his meat so I doubt the meat would be prime.
The laws say I needed to contact the PA Game Comm and within an hour the deputy showed up and proceeded to attempt to shoot the deer in the head from 6 feet or so. Several complete misses and a couple of non lethal hits. It was ugly.
I questioned him as to why he was trying to shoot it in the head? I said "Shoot it in the lungs, just like you'd aim while hunting, you won't miss and it'll be dead in one minute". He ignored me and I repeated it. We were borderline arguing at that point. He finally connected with a fatal head shot. What a thoroughly incompetent "professional".
I didn't help him drag it the 200 yards to his truck.
 
Im just intrigued by the comments where game wardens and cops come out to handle wounded deer...saw a buck get hit by a car and lay gravely wounded but very much alive in someones front yard along a main and very busy highway...i pulled over and called LDWF saying hey someone needs to come take care of this deer laying in these peoples yard flailing around and was told they dont go out for stuff like that and told me i couldnt dispatch it myself as i was more than willing....my dad hit one with his truck, local police show up ands say we cant dispatch it, you gotta call LDWF to do it...and around and around we go...
 
I don’t even call the cops any more. I just pull out the 10mm, handle business, and head on down the rd. My wife thinks her Wrangler is a bumper car. She hit 2 in the past 3 weeks within 100 yds of each other. She doesn’t even slow down. She just calls me, and tells me where to go dispatch them. Thank god for heavy steel bumpers.


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One time, many years ago, the car I was following hit a small buck right in front of me. I swerved right, drove through the cloud of hair and barely missed the little 6 point buck laying in the road. I stopped, got out and walked over to it. The deer was laying there like it was bedded with its head up but with all four legs broken at the knee joints. The lady from the car is freaking out, her old beater was probably totaled and she's yelling at me "I want that deer!" over and over again. Well it's laying right in the traffic lane so I figure I better dispatch it and get it out of the road before someone else hits it. I walk back to the truck and grab the only weapon I have with me, my hunting knife, and I start toward it again.

Well as I approach this deer takes off running on its four stumps with its lower legs just failing about like out of control num-chuk's. It was all I could do to catch it (I was still young and pretty athletic in those days) and it covered about 40 yds before I finally tackled it, grabbed an antler and slit its throat. All the while the lady who hit it is still yelling "I want that deer! I want that deer!" I just walked back to the road, pointed out in the field where I had finally caught it and said "It's over there." I got in my truck and drove off before anyone else even happened by.
 
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One time, many years ago, the car I was following hit a small buck right in front of me. I swerved right, drove through the cloud of hair and barely missed the little 6 point buck laying in the road. I stopped, got out and walked over to it. The deer was laying there like it was bedded with its head up but with all four legs broken at the knee joints. The lady from the car is freaking out, her old beater was probably totaled and she's yelling at me "I want that deer!" over and over again. Well it's laying right in the traffic lane so I figure I better dispatch it and get it out of the road before someone else hits it. I walk back to the truck and grab the only weapon I have with me, my hunting knife, and I start toward it again.

Well as I approach this deer takes off running on its four stumps with its lower legs just failing about like out of control num-chuk's. It was all I could do to catch it (I was still young and pretty athletic in those days) and it covered about 40 yds before I finally tackled it, grabbed an antler and slit its throat. All the while the lady who hit it is still yelling "I want that deer! I want that deer!" I just walked back to the road, pointed out in the field where I had finally caught it and said "It's over there." I got in my truck and drove off before anyone else even happened by.

You should have handed her the knife, and said go get it.


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12 or 13 years ago I hit two deer at the same time with a truck I had owned for seven days. I caught the doe square in the grill and the fawn ran into my front fender and proceeded to bounce down my drivers door, back door and bedside. The fawn ran off immediately but the doe laid on the white line and never even tried to get up. I didn’t have much to dispatch it with, and I was in dress clothes as we were headed to my nephews baptism so my wife threatened me not to get them dirty.

I called the state police to see if someone would come dispatch it. One car had already almost caused an accident by stopping and trying to get the deer to drink out of a water bottle. I hung out about 20 min waiting for the SP to get there and the deer just laid there with her head up the entire time.

Just a few minutes before the officer showed up a truck with three younger guys pulled up beside the deer. The driver got out of the truck, walked over and straddled the deer from behind. He pulled out a hunting knife, grabbed the deer by one ear and just as the knife touched the deer’s throat she decided she wasn’t hurt anymore. She jumped up, knocked the guy almost into a somersault off of her back and ran up through the field like she was completely uninjured. The guy’s two buddies were laughing hysterically at him as he laid there on his back. :tearsofjoy:
 
A good friend of mine who passed away a couple of years ago was a priest. He often told the story of driving up on a scene one Sunday morning where someone had hit a deer, and he pulled over. The onlookers were debating about what to do about the injured deer on the side of the road. It was obviously in bad shape. While they were still talking, he went back to his car and retrieved a Ruger single action 44 magnum and walked back over to the deer and after asking them to cover their ears, he put one of Elmer Keith's finest right between the deer's eyes. He said the deer's head all but disappeared. He then bid them good morning, walked back to his car and left while the onlookers were standing around trying to decide if they had really just seen a priest shoot a deer in the face.
 
I've Killed Quite a Few Deer W/my Boning Knife After Being Shot High Shoulders. Rather Than Shoot Them Again W/the .270 @ Point Blank Distance, I Slip it in Just Above the Sternum and Flick it Sideways. Works Well on a Buffalo Also to Bleed it. Just Hold the head Down so You Down Get head Butted in the Mouth. I Tried Slitting Ones Throat Once and Nearly Cut Her Head Off to No Avail. That Large Artery Splits @ the Sternum and Runs up Both Sides of the Neck so Slitting the Throat in the Front Only Gives the Critter More Air. JMO!
 
12 or 13 years ago I hit two deer at the same time with a truck I had owned for seven days. I caught the doe square in the grill and the fawn ran into my front fender and proceeded to bounce down my drivers door, back door and bedside. The fawn ran off immediately but the doe laid on the white line and never even tried to get up. I didn’t have much to dispatch it with, and I was in dress clothes as we were headed to my nephews baptism so my wife threatened me not to get them dirty.

I called the state police to see if someone would come dispatch it. One car had already almost caused an accident by stopping and trying to get the deer to drink out of a water bottle. I hung out about 20 min waiting for the SP to get there and the deer just laid there with her head up the entire time.

Just a few minutes before the officer showed up a truck with three younger guys pulled up beside the deer. The driver got out of the truck, walked over and straddled the deer from behind. He pulled out a hunting knife, grabbed the deer by one ear and just as the knife touched the deer’s throat she decided she wasn’t hurt anymore. She jumped up, knocked the guy almost into a somersault off of her back and ran up through the field like she was completely uninjured. The guy’s two buddies were laughing hysterically at him as he laid there on his back. :tearsofjoy:
I have a 2-1 record wrestling injured deer. I won the first one against an 8pt (thank god) i had spined and his back legs were paralyzed, and the second one against a SUV hit yearling buck, both with knives either under the armpit or throat slit. But the doe i tried to help absolutely WHOOPED my arse so bad i will never ever try to do anything but shoot one in the head if im that close. We got tangled up in a batting cage together, technically she wasnt injured...just stuck. Ironically it happened next to the woods i was hunting and i still had my release on. The release got stuck in the net after she decided i was only there to eat her (i guess she could feel my energy going back and forth between shooting/eating or saving her haha) and she proceeded to kick me around and up in the air like a rag doll. Literally thought it was gonna kill me. Luckily she somehow got loose on her own after that and exited the netting after jumping into each wall a few more times. I never understood how strong a deer is until that day and i probably never would have.
 
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