AZHunter
Iowa Boy At Heart
The biggest deer I've harvested was the buck I shot back in Iowa in 2011. It took both Bowman and me to get it into the back of my truck, even after field dressing it. I boned it out to bring it back to AZ and my processor had 125 lbs of meat ready for me within a week.
But that is not the heaviest deer I've ever shot. The heaviest deer I've harvested was my one and only Coues whitetail from down near Bisbee, AZ. After field dressing and skinning, it was only 62 lbs hanging weight. It was probably just under 100 lbs field dressed. You can say that isn't very heavy all you want, but after dragging that deer by myself a little over a mile back to camp, it got heavier and heavier with each step. It was slightly downhill, followed by steeply uphill, followed by steeply downhill to get back to camp. About halfway down the last portion, I dropped it in the shade, hustled down to camp, shed gear and went back up to finish dragging it. My hands were so cramped after dragging it by the antlers and switching hands off and on that I could just squeeze a cold beer into one hand and not have to squeeze the can to grip it. That was back when I drank. I'll never drag a deer back to camp again!
But that is not the heaviest deer I've ever shot. The heaviest deer I've harvested was my one and only Coues whitetail from down near Bisbee, AZ. After field dressing and skinning, it was only 62 lbs hanging weight. It was probably just under 100 lbs field dressed. You can say that isn't very heavy all you want, but after dragging that deer by myself a little over a mile back to camp, it got heavier and heavier with each step. It was slightly downhill, followed by steeply uphill, followed by steeply downhill to get back to camp. About halfway down the last portion, I dropped it in the shade, hustled down to camp, shed gear and went back up to finish dragging it. My hands were so cramped after dragging it by the antlers and switching hands off and on that I could just squeeze a cold beer into one hand and not have to squeeze the can to grip it. That was back when I drank. I'll never drag a deer back to camp again!