On the second last day of the season, I managed to tag this fellow! I came over a ridge and saw a doe flick her tail at about 150 yards. I decided to watch her for a while and see what happened. This buck was behind a willow clump so I didn't see him at first. He stuck his head out, but I couldn't tell if he was a whitetail, or a Mule deer. Fortunately for me, he is a prime whitetail. They say that when you pull the trigger, the work begins! In this case it was drag him about a half mile, mainly uphill.
I had my heavy rope and managed to get him back to the truck by walking backwards and putting the full body effort into it. I got there half a deer per heave. Two younger fellows came along and asked if I need a hand. I did as my legs were like rubber bands. The three of us heaved and tossed so I got him home OK.
Tomorrow I will have to butcher him up and find some room in the freezer.
All in all a very good day! Between venison, chickens and turkey, we should eat very well this winter!