There are lots of deer around our neighborhood. We see them just about every time we drive in the evening on Technology Parkway, which goes through an industrial park developed on Berry College land. We see their bodies fairly often where cars have hit them, and have even seen one as it was hit. I hit one myself further out Huffaker Road. Mine survived long enough to jump up and run away. Several hang out near our house. Some of them have decided that our shrubs are a buffet, like they did a few years ago during the worst part of our drought.
Deer season for firearms opened here in October and lasts until January 1. Berry College, which owns 27,000 acres, has three short firearm seasons with 1000 permits for the first two and 750 for the third. Berry College extends along Lavender Mountain fairly close to us. It’s more than a stone’s throw away, but certainly within a bullet’s range.
Aside from the damage the deer cause our shrubbery, I am pretty much neutral on deer hunting. I don’t hunt and don’t really understand the appeal, but that’s a personal shortcoming rather than a judgment. Several of my coworkers hunt deer and they seem to be pretty normal people.
I’m sure most deer hunters are responsible citizens, but this area seems to have a significant population of a different kind. I mentioned seeing partially butchered deer carcasses dumped along Fouche Gap Road. I have seen them in prior deer seasons, but this season is the worst. I counted five confirmed and a possible sixth so far this year. There are four (or possibly five) within two miles on Fouche Gap Road and one on the few hundred yards that Wildlife Trail extends from our house to its dead end.
Apparently the practice is to take some meat off the main body of the carcass, leaving the rib cage exposed and the legs and the head untouched. Then the remains are tossed out of the back of a truck. Probably a truck, but who knows? Maybe these people haul dead deer in the back seats of their cars.
All I know for sure is that I don’t want to meet these people in the woods. Or any other place, for that matter.