I enjoyed your rundown of your adventures in the Portland area but I'm curious about your experience at the general store. Apparently there was something about this woman's answer that caused you to be skeptical. Perhaps it was because she wouldn't make eye contact with you or was fidgeting. Perhaps it was because the idea of hunting was so foreign to you as to be unimaginable. Either way, it appears that this conjunction of facts made you nervous. Perhaps, being from Texas, I've been "inured" to the sight of dead animals on walls, but I can assure you that just because someone's a hunter doesn't mean they're going to make you "squeal like a pig" or don't like good, fresh food. After all, venison has to come from someplace, and the best place isn't your grocer's freezer.