The Deerslayer's Wife
Embracing the Hunting Lifestyle
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A New Year, A New Nilgai
The Deerslayer household has been blessed to start 2015 with our second nilgai in the freezer. It was a pretty big deal… comparable to when our daughters were born. It was a goal that Deerslayer had set for himself during this hunting season. Mission… Continue Reading “A New Year, A New Nilgai”
Is Rib Meat Worth Saving?
As most of my readers know, Deerslayer and I were blessed with a harvest of South Texas nilgai back in January. Other than elk, it provided more meat than anything I’ve ever encountered. With careful packaging (and three freezers) we were able to accommodate ALL of… Continue Reading “Is Rib Meat Worth Saving?”
More Snakes! Grab Those Fabulous Snake Boots!
In the two years that we’ve been hunting at the ranch in South Texas, Deerslayer has killed 4 sizable rattlesnakes, the one pictured being the smallest. Living with snakes is just part of life down here. It was after finding the first and largest… Continue Reading “More Snakes! Grab Those Fabulous Snake Boots!”
Nilgai? What the Hell is That?
Nilgai Excitement I received the text from Deerslayer shortly after 7:00 a.m. He wanted to know if I wanted to get some snapshots of a Nilgai for my blog. It was short and to the point but it spoke volumes. The unwritten meaning behind… Continue Reading “Nilgai? What the Hell is That?”
What Doesn’t Kill Us Makes Us Stronger (or Surviving Bees)
What started out as an eagerly anticipated road trip to our hunting camp ended up as something that would’ve made even Alfred Hitchcock shudder. That’s the way things often roll for the Deerslayer clan. “What doesn’t kill us makes us stronger.” “God never gives… Continue Reading “What Doesn’t Kill Us Makes Us Stronger (or Surviving Bees)”
Not Always the Cat’s Meow (Venison Marsala)
Like every other deerslayer’s wife on the planet, as hunting season winds down, I come to the realization that, as much as I embrace my vocation, being the wife of a deer slayer isn’t always all that great. Don’t get me wrong! There’s no… Continue Reading “Not Always the Cat’s Meow (Venison Marsala)”
How to be the Queen of the Hunting Camp
(Percolated Coffee) Things just aren’t the same as they used to be. In the old Westerns, the beautiful leading lady would ride up on a horse, her make-up fully intact, hair perfect. She’d slide off the side of said horse into the arms of… Continue Reading “How to be the Queen of the Hunting Camp”
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