One of the main purposes of the trip was to bring back deer and reindeer meat. Reindeer was the ultimate goal. But this year reindeer was not to be - despite hours of glassing open plains and really looking everywhere, we did not see a single reindeer. Also we did not want to load up the rafts with too much deer in the hope that we would eventually run into the reindeer and would need the space. So for this reason we came home a little light on the meat side of things with just 3 deer. But at least they were BIG deer.
And there were BIG deer everywhere. We saw some serious bruisers, but on this trip it seemed the size did not matter so much as the timing. If we saw a deer when we were returning to camp and it was not raining - then down he went. But if we were floating and it would be inconvenient to stop - then we'd float on past. We actually floated past one of the biggest deer I have ever seen - he was on a bluff looking down on us a scant 200 yards away and had antlers way out past his ears. A most majestic site.
On our return Ray and I cut up the deer until midnight and then finished the next day. 3 deer is a lot of meat. Patrick
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