This story is actually a couple of weeks old, but it's been a little bit busy as of late (papers, exams, etc.), so that's why it took a while for this post.
Anyways, to proceed with the story...
Yevgeni (room-mate from Afganistan-Russia) and myself were happily studying away one Monday night, when Dan (the son of the Swets with whom I'm staying) came in with a story to tell. He had been trying to get a deer for weeks. This time, he had a good opportunity to take down a good-sized buck. But while getting a bead on it, another buck (unbeknownst to himself) walked behind the 1st deer. So he 'killed two bucks with one shot', not always a good thing, as we found out. (Two deer = double the work and double the meat.)
Dan had shot the deer a ways away from the road, so he recruited Yevgeni, myself, and Mrs. Swets to help drag the deer to the truck. It was a good hike, probably a bit over a kilometer. Part of it was through a chopped cornfield, which was quite difficult. (I kept tripping and falling backwards onto the cornstalks. :( ).
Here's a picture of Dan with his two deer.
The next day, I helped Dan skin the first deer, and then skinned the second one myself later on in the week. Dan did most of the cutting up, which was a lot of work. Mr. and Mrs. Swets patiently worked in the kitchen, grinding up most of the meat and combining it with pork. So we have a LOT of deer meat now! And Mrs. Swets wasn't even sure if she wanted all the meat from one deer! :) But the following week, we had Gary Z. and Aaron V. over, and Mrs. Swets made some chili with the deer meat. It was really good!
