I've added a few new weapons, me thinks I'm ready for anything.
Lived in a smaller school district, we played Ironman football and would occasionally bag a deer in season on the way to school. Wasn't unusual to see a six point strapped to a hood in November.
We always were too busy after school with football and chores at home. Bird hunting was always Christmas break.
No, we field dress and bury the gut sack. Then we had to go bye the game wardens house, then we took it to the local butcher to process. Only poor people process their kill. If you had to parcel up the deer to carry it out, that was as close as you would get to butchering the animal.
You must be a city boy!
Must be from the flat earth part of the country. We had to track them into hilly brush and drag them out, they very seldom died close to the house and barn. Good on you, for never having to work for the meat.