Yeah I butchered the deer that I killed, I guess I should have mentioned that. I think the adrenaline of killing the first deer and the fact that the sun was almost down, it was cold, and I had to gut it and pack it out 3+ miles made it just feel like work and the urgency to do everything right and not waste anything felt really important... I took a moment to process my feelings, but I had put in so many hours and miles at that point that I was just really stoked. Eating the tenderloin that night was really nice. I think it set in the first time I cooked a meal, and then for a few weeks after I was processing the violence of taking the shot and watching a frightened and confused animal take its final steps.

But, it is a shitload of organic, freerange, blah blah blah meat that doesn't support anything besides the ammunition manufacturer.