Vic Smith wrote:
On Thu, 06 Sep 2007 08:52:35 -0400, DownTime
wrote:

JoeSpareBedroom wrote:
"HK" wrote in message
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http://video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=67160&fr=yvmtf


This ought to rile up the mindless inlanders.

Onions, cajun spice, 6 rounds, BLAM! Should be easy to get at least two of
them.


You LIKE to eat them things? Not me, I've tried deer a few times, always
from someone who likes to hunt "Here try this, it's my secret recipe".
or "It's the wife's speciality". Never once did I go back for seconds.
For me, it is all and always too gamey. I may try it again someday, but
that's unlikely.

I've been to a number of "game dinners" and had a wide variety of
dishes, including venison, bear, buffalo and moose. I share your
opinion.
It makes perfect sense that we grow beef and KFC, and manufacture
Cheetos.

--Vic
Make no mistake, and as JSB just indicated, it is probably more the cook
than the ingredients.

I've had other so-called exotics; elk, buffalo, bison, wild hog &
ostrich, and can state for each, I would have it again if I was in the
right location for it. As to seafood, while in Hawaii a few years ago, I
had white marlin, marlin, sunfish and each was done right.

As to my location comment, it sort of leads me to try various localized
specialites: crab while in MD, salmon on the west coast, cold water
lobsters in NE, grouper in Florida, & bison/elk in the midwest, etc. To
each I usually check for a local micro-brew as well. I much prefer the
smaller almost boutique providers, than the stuff produced in quantities
to fill in every lake in the land of 10,000 lakes.

On Thu, 06 Sep 2007 09:29:08 -0400, DownTime
wrote:


Make no mistake, and as JSB just indicated, it is probably more the cook
than the ingredients.

I've had other so-called exotics; elk, buffalo, bison, wild hog &
ostrich, and can state for each, I would have it again if I was in the
right location for it. As to seafood, while in Hawaii a few years ago, I
had white marlin, marlin, sunfish and each was done right.

As to my location comment, it sort of leads me to try various localized
specialites: crab while in MD, salmon on the west coast, cold water
lobsters in NE, grouper in Florida, & bison/elk in the midwest, etc. To
each I usually check for a local micro-brew as well. I much prefer the
smaller almost boutique providers, than the stuff produced in quantities
to fill in every lake in the land of 10,000 lakes.

Agree about the cook, but I've never met a cut of venison that comes
close to a good cut of beef. I've had all you mentioned and some
more, and the only thing I wouldn't flat turn down is hog and gator.
Hell, I don't even like lamb unless it's in gyros.
I'm not a gourmet type, but since my wife is a superb professional
cook, I don't have to eat out. When we do, it is usually to partake
of a local specialty. I had my fill of micro-brewery beer when I was
a corporate cog, and never had any beer more satisfying than a
Hacker-Pschorr Weissbrau with a slice of lemon in a Chicago bier
stube. I always try to have some bottles in the fridge along with
some Czech and Polish brews. But I won't turn my nose up at
a MGD either. Different strokes.

--Vic

DownTime wrote:
JoeSpareBedroom wrote:
"HK" wrote in message
. ..
http://video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=67160&fr=yvmtf


This ought to rile up the mindless inlanders.


Onions, cajun spice, 6 rounds, BLAM! Should be easy to get at least
two of them.

You LIKE to eat them things? Not me, I've tried deer a few times, always
from someone who likes to hunt "Here try this, it's my secret recipe".
or "It's the wife's speciality". Never once did I go back for seconds.
For me, it is all and always too gamey. I may try it again someday, but
that's unlikely.

I have had Brunswick stew made from venison, it was ok, but nothing
special. I am told that the key to get rid of the gameyness is to
marinade the meat. I am just glad that some people enjoy venison,
because the herd definitely needs thinning out.

HK wrote:
http://video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=67160&fr=yvmtf


This ought to rile up the mindless inlanders.
Those are all young deer. Evidently it is a deer raising operation.
I saw several in Missouri run by Amish. They raise them for canned hunt
outfits in Texas and elsewhere. They are all semi tame. Not much sport
in shooting caged bambis.

tsi-yu wrote:
HK wrote:
http://video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=67160&fr=yvmtf


This ought to rile up the mindless inlanders.
Those are all young deer. Evidently it is a deer raising operation.
I saw several in Missouri run by Amish. They raise them for canned hunt
outfits in Texas and elsewhere. They are all semi tame. Not much sport
in shooting caged bambis.


Ahh. Canned hunts. Texas. Of course.

"HK" wrote in message
. ..
tsi-yu wrote:
HK wrote:
http://video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=67160&fr=yvmtf


This ought to rile up the mindless inlanders.
Those are all young deer. Evidently it is a deer raising operation.
I saw several in Missouri run by Amish. They raise them for canned hunt
outfits in Texas and elsewhere. They are all semi tame. Not much sport in
shooting caged bambis.


Ahh. Canned hunts. Texas. Of course.


It's big in Western PA, too. Kind of going to a public gathering with a
rifle and picking off people just because you can. But, different, if you
squint.

JoeSpareBedroom wrote:
"HK" wrote in message
. ..
tsi-yu wrote:
HK wrote:
http://video.yahoo.com/video/play?vid=67160&fr=yvmtf


This ought to rile up the mindless inlanders.
Those are all young deer. Evidently it is a deer raising operation.
I saw several in Missouri run by Amish. They raise them for canned hunt
outfits in Texas and elsewhere. They are all semi tame. Not much sport in
shooting caged bambis.

Ahh. Canned hunts. Texas. Of course.


It's big in Western PA, too. Kind of going to a public gathering with a
rifle and picking off people just because you can. But, different, if you
squint.




THat's the kind of hunt Cheney goes on...of course, he shot his close
friend. After who knows how many beers.

On Sep 5, 8:34?am, tsi-yu wrote:
They are all semi tame. Not much sport
in shooting caged bambis.

Make that BAM(!)-bye.

More and more people can live a lifetime without actually encountering
any wildlife.

It's like the hatchery-trout fishery they have every spring up this
way.
They spend $millions breeding trout in state hatcheries, where for a
year or two the fish are taught to associate people with food. Even a
fish (one of the dumbest animals around) eventually learns that
responding to a certain stimulus (the presence of people) by eating
anything the people throw into the pond will result in high times and
easy livin'. They stuff these trained fish into tanker trucks and will
dump thousands upon thousands of them into a variety of lakes -many of
which are *not* really suitable trout habitat). Opening Day of fishing
season comes around, and it's elbow-to-elbow along the shorelines of
these recently stocked lakes. The Game Department usually opens the
season on a Sunday, so some of the fish haven't been fed for several
days prior and they sign the piscatoral version of the Hallelujah
Chorus when people/food appear. Little old ladies, five year old kids,
and everybody in between hauls in the poor confused fish as fast as
they can cast a hook. The fish bite worms, flies, marshmallows,
spoons, chunks of rubber or plastic, you name it. Among the highly
effective products is "Power Bait", formulated to smell and taste
exactly like the stuff the fish were trained to eat at the hatchery.
People walk around bragging about taking a "limit" of little 6-8 inch
fish. The upside is that it introduces a lot of people to fishing, and
kids in particular need to actually catch a fish in the first outing
or two or they are likely to lose enthusiasm for it. I know of serious
fishermen who deliberately *avoid* the annual madness and look for
more challenging conditions.

The feeding operation is a good observation. There didn't seem to be
any empathy expressed by the people for the deer, just training them
to depend on people for food. Send the rough tough hunter out into the
woods in his BMW SUV- but forget about the "deer call". Tell him to
start a fire, cook some bacon, and make a noise like a sandwich. The
highly conditioned "game" will walk up to within a couple of feet
looking for a handout. Even a once-a-year hunter will have a tough
time missing from 4-6 feet away.

On Wed, 05 Sep 2007 09:54:58 -0700, Chuck Gould
wrote:

On Sep 5, 8:34?am, tsi-yu wrote:
They are all semi tame. Not much sport
in shooting caged bambis.

Make that BAM(!)-bye.

More and more people can live a lifetime without actually encountering
any wildlife.

Chuck, how is it you can go through life being so correct all the
time?

http://www.hsus.org/wildlife/urban_w...ild_neighbors/

http://www.hsus.org/wildlife/wildlif...y_program.html

http://tinyurl.com/3bqoa4

http://www.enviroliteracy.org/article.php/603.html

http://wdfw.wa.gov/wlm/backyard/


It's like the hatchery-trout fishery they have every spring up this
way.
They spend $millions breeding trout in state hatcheries, where for a
year or two the fish are taught to associate people with food. Even a
fish (one of the dumbest animals around) eventually learns that
responding to a certain stimulus (the presence of people) by eating
anything the people throw into the pond will result in high times and
easy livin'. They stuff these trained fish into tanker trucks and will
dump thousands upon thousands of them into a variety of lakes -many of
which are *not* really suitable trout habitat). Opening Day of fishing
season comes around, and it's elbow-to-elbow along the shorelines of
these recently stocked lakes. The Game Department usually opens the
season on a Sunday, so some of the fish haven't been fed for several
days prior and they sign the piscatoral version of the Hallelujah
Chorus when people/food appear. Little old ladies, five year old kids,
and everybody in between hauls in the poor confused fish as fast as
they can cast a hook. The fish bite worms, flies, marshmallows,
spoons, chunks of rubber or plastic, you name it. Among the highly
effective products is "Power Bait", formulated to smell and taste
exactly like the stuff the fish were trained to eat at the hatchery.
People walk around bragging about taking a "limit" of little 6-8 inch
fish. The upside is that it introduces a lot of people to fishing, and
kids in particular need to actually catch a fish in the first outing
or two or they are likely to lose enthusiasm for it. I know of serious
fishermen who deliberately *avoid* the annual madness and look for
more challenging conditions.

Um....never mind.

The feeding operation is a good observation. There didn't seem to be
any empathy expressed by the people for the deer, just training them
to depend on people for food. Send the rough tough hunter out into the
woods in his BMW SUV- but forget about the "deer call". Tell him to
start a fire, cook some bacon, and make a noise like a sandwich. The
highly conditioned "game" will walk up to within a couple of feet
looking for a handout. Even a once-a-year hunter will have a tough
time missing from 4-6 feet away.

Um...well....er...

Back here, it's a little harder.

Maybe it's because our deer aren't trained. You aren't a deer trainer
by any chance are you? Sure sound familar with the process.

On Sep 5, 11:59?am, Short Wave Sportfishing
wrote:
On Wed, 05 Sep 2007 09:54:58 -0700, Chuck Gould

wrote:
On Sep 5, 8:34?am, tsi-yu wrote:
They are all semi tame. Not much sport
in shooting caged bambis.

Make that BAM(!)-bye.

More and more people can live a lifetime without actually encountering
any wildlife.

Chuck, how is it you can go through life being so correct all the
time?

http://www.hsus.org/wildlife/urban_w...ild_neighbors/

http://www.hsus.org/wildlife/wildlif...ction_programs...

http://tinyurl.com/3bqoa4

http://www.enviroliteracy.org/article.php/603.html

http://wdfw.wa.gov/wlm/backyard/


Hang on to your hat, Tom. Low flying point just went overhead. :-)

I draw a distinction between urban deer, coyotes, raccoons, possums,
bears, cougars and other animals that have adapted to life in
suburbia, or even the central cities, and their cousins living with
little or no human contact.

In my opinion, an animal that has lost the natural fear of human
beings is no longer "wild", and therefore doesn't behave in the same
instinctive manner that actual "wildlife" would.

Most people consider a bear, for instance, an example of "wildlife".
But if you put that bear in a circus, in my opinion, it's now a circus
bear and no longer wildlife.

I'm not sure it makes a lot of sense to round up urban deer, etc, and
try to relocate them into some remote wilderness. I suspect that the
tame deer would have some difficulty finding food, eluding predators,
etc. Don't know, not an expert on deer or etc. But that doesn't
prevent me from holding an opinion that forest animals that move into
urban areas aren't really "wildlife" anymore. I appreciate that you
may hold a different opinion and that's great- the purpose of a forum
is to share ideas and opinions.








It's like the hatchery-trout fishery they have every spring up this
way.
They spend $millions breeding trout in state hatcheries, where for a
year or two the fish are taught to associate people with food. Even a
fish (one of the dumbest animals around) eventually learns that
responding to a certain stimulus (the presence of people) by eating
anything the people throw into the pond will result in high times and
easy livin'. They stuff these trained fish into tanker trucks and will
dump thousands upon thousands of them into a variety of lakes -many of
which are *not* really suitable trout habitat). Opening Day of fishing
season comes around, and it's elbow-to-elbow along the shorelines of
these recently stocked lakes. The Game Department usually opens the
season on a Sunday, so some of the fish haven't been fed for several
days prior and they sign the piscatoral version of the Hallelujah
Chorus when people/food appear. Little old ladies, five year old kids,
and everybody in between hauls in the poor confused fish as fast as
they can cast a hook. The fish bite worms, flies, marshmallows,
spoons, chunks of rubber or plastic, you name it. Among the highly
effective products is "Power Bait", formulated to smell and taste
exactly like the stuff the fish were trained to eat at the hatchery.
People walk around bragging about taking a "limit" of little 6-8 inch
fish. The upside is that it introduces a lot of people to fishing, and
kids in particular need to actually catch a fish in the first outing
or two or they are likely to lose enthusiasm for it. I know of serious
fishermen who deliberately *avoid* the annual madness and look for
more challenging conditions.

Um....never mind.

You're both an avid fisherman and a staunch conservationist. It would
be interesting to read about your perspective of stocked-pond hatchery
fishing. It might be different than mine.



The feeding operation is a good observation. There didn't seem to be
any empathy expressed by the people for the deer, just training them
to depend on people for food. Send the rough tough hunter out into the
woods in his BMW SUV- but forget about the "deer call". Tell him to
start a fire, cook some bacon, and make a noise like a sandwich. The
highly conditioned "game" will walk up to within a couple of feet
looking for a handout. Even a once-a-year hunter will have a tough
time missing from 4-6 feet away.

Um...well....er...

Back here, it's a little harder.

Maybe it's because our deer aren't trained. You aren't a deer trainer
by any chance are you? Sure sound familar with the process-

The "trained" deer I run into are up in the San Juan Islands. Despite
dozens of signs reading "Please Don't Feed the Deer!" a lot of people
do.
It's to the point where the deer come running down to the dinghy dock
everytime somebody rows in from anchor, and they will walk up to
within less than a foot of a person and stand there expectantly
waiting for food.

Once did feed a few deer at a resort marina. We were having a picnic
with some friends and the herd of resident deer wandered over to stick
their noses into the food. One animal ate right off my wife's plate
when she wasn't paying attention. We tried to show them away, but they
wouldn't go as long as there was food available. In the end, we fed
them some carrot sticks to distract them from the food on the table
and our plates.