Interesting you should mention the cab of the truck. About 6 years ago, I had shot an 8 Point on the further end of our property. It was down some steep hills to a creek bottom that flowed from our pond, I had killed another 8 point earlier that week on the other side of the creek. It wasn't too bad to get out but I had to have some help from my oldest son. Well, the one that I mentioned was straight down about 150 yards of a very steep hil. I only had about 1/2 before sunset. I walked back to the house and got the old ford 8N and headed to park it on the top and run a wench cable (12V harbor freight special that I had mounted to the tractor tow bar.) down to help get it up. Well, I got almost to where I needed to be and the dang tractor just up and quit on me. It was about 20F and I think water or something in the fuel just froze. I left that and walked back to the house...again. I got my truck and asked the red head if she wanted to ride down to help me. Ok she said. drove down there and started to drive down the trail and hit a wet spot and that was all she wrote....stuck. Ok, I'll just have to have a heart attack dragging the dang thing up the hill and get it out somehow. While I went down the hill to see what I could do, it got dark and the 'yotes started singing and were right about on top of us. Well, afore mentioned red head had a conniption fit. I climbed the hill for what seemed the 100th time to see why she was blowing the horn repeatedly. I get up there and she is bellowing that she wanted to get out of there...right now! Asked her why? Scared of the 'yotes. I asked her why, she is in a secured truck cab/ She did not like the 'yotes being that close. Don't bother me any, besides I have a .357 on my hip. OK, lets just walk back the 1/2 miles round the dirt road to the house. Nothing doing she said. I had to go and get the riding mower with the little steel cart for hauling dirt etc. and bring that down to get her. I still don't understand her reasoning but it made her somewhat happy. They were very close to us and I get her concern but there is no way these dogs are going to attack a full grown human. They are a skiddish as she is. Anyway, we got back and I called my youngest son and he drove down the next morning and we walked down there and got the tractor going and unstuck the truck and he went down the hill and threw the 8 Point over his shoulder and carried it out...lol He works out daily in a gym and looks like tarzan. The deer had fared well and the 'yotes had fled that night when I yelled at them. It was so cold that the deer was stiff as a board and frozen.
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