oh, about the year 2000, I spent the Opening Day of New York's Southern Zone deer season in a swamp, where my (soon-to-be) wife's boss had left me in a tree stand. I had two antlerless permits, and about 9:30, I got the chance to fill both of them. After gutting the two deer, I looked in my Jeep Cherokee for some rope to tie the deer to the roof rack . . . none! What a bozo! But, I did have a roll of duct tape. So, I duct taped the deer to the roof rack for the hour-and-a-half trip to my butcher . . . the two deer didn't move a millimeter. I wish I had taken pics of the whole thing, but I wasn't thinking aesthetics that day.