*Caution - This post contains pictures of antlers from hunted deer.*
I have an affinity for deer and antlers. They're kind of all over my house; big white deer head from Z Gallerie on my wall, a ton of prints from Etsy all over our bedroom, I adore them.
I'm not sure where this love for deer came from but somehow I happen to love deer and antlers. So when I came across a box full of antlers at my grandma's house I was so excited. Turns out the antlers were from deer that were shot by men in my family back in the 80's.
(Side note...I grew up in a family where hunting and fishing were a normal occurrence and every animal that was brought back was eaten. As a result I don't have a problem with hunting or fishing as long as you are humane in your killing and eat what you kill. I understand that this may not be your opinion and I respect that as well.)
There were two sets of antlers from deer that were shot and killed by my dad so I brought them home with me. I figured if my dad hasn't done anything with them since 1982 then it was time for someone to get them mounted and hang them up!

These are the deer tags from each animal. It's so weird to see my dad's handwriting, (which remarkably looks exactly the same as it did almost 30 years ago!) and their address in Norwalk. It's so strange to think of that time, my parents were still married when he went on this trip and would divorce a year or so later and move away from the house on Bombardier. It tells you that the deer were shot in Humboldt County at Kings Peak and it even tells you the time of day. It's like a little time machine.

There are two sets of antlers and the first set is quite ordinary. You can see a close up of the antlers in that third photo but the second set is quite interesting. This deer must have been in quite the battle to have damaged three of his points that way. I wonder what kind of event took place that would cause this kind of damage? Part of me is a little sad that he made it through whatever ordeal only to be killed by a hunter but either way I will give them a proud place on my wall because I find them to be especially interesting.
It was fun to call my dad and talk to him about these particular antlers and his trip. My dad truly is one of the most interesting people and can carry on a conversation about almost any topic. He's extremely smart, rugged, manly, bearded, gentle, funny, strong, flannel wearing man. I really didn't put enough adjectives in there to describe him. My favorite part of finding these little treasures really was talking to my dad and sharing in a part of his life that I wasn't really a part of because, well, I was two years old and at home with my mom.
Once they are all mounted I will share more photos. I haven't been able to find a mounting kit that I like so we shall see what happens with these two gems.
Nicole