The closing weekend of rifle season was in the 40s, a bit warm for hanging Jason’s second (lucky) deer so we set to processing it right away outside the cabin. We had no running water because the previous week’s cold snap froze the well pump underground so…. a case a bottled water a smooth hour later we had four legs and some trimmings rinsed and bagged to bring home. And a heart. So this makes just two deer for this year, but it’s two more than last year and with the disturbance of logging in our woods I’m pretty surprised and thankful.