Grossness

I tried it twice and both times it ripped halfway out, now I never waste my time using one.

My Uncle and Cousin carry folding pruning saws to split the pelvis. Reach up and cut the esophagus and windpipe and then slowly drag everything out backwards, cutting free as you go. Everything just rolls right out between the legs. I've never seen someone pour the pudding out of a deer as fast as my cousin.
 
The only thing I would add to making gutting a little easier is if you can lay the deer on a slight hill/decline and let gravity help spill everything out as you cut away the connective tissue.

I find it somewhat amusing with all the modernized people who are high and mighty about how they only eat/buy "free range, no-hormones, organic, sustainably sourced" meat and then look at you funny when you say, "Ya me too. I am a hunter."

I consider it a point of pride: shot by me, gutted by me, skinned by me, butchered by me, cut, wrapped, homemade sausage etc. I did everything from field to plate.
 
The best way to deal with it is to learn how. My first time I watched an experienced hunter field dress a deer while he walked me through every single step of what he was doing, why he was doing it and what to watch out for. Second time I wielded the knife while he mentored at my shoulder going through every step. Like anything else the more you do it the easier it becomes.
 
My brother and I were lucky enough to get two deer within twenty minutes and eighty yards apart this year. There were our first deer and having never seen field dressing before we Googled a you tube video on gutting whitetail bucks. The first one took a while and was a bit of a hack job, the second was way faster and cleaner. There was no offensive smell and apart from reaching in the body cavity to cut the windpipe free, no real squeamish feelings either. More interesting than disgusting.
To echo a lot of other posters, I felt a great deal of pride in shooting, dressing, skinning, then finally cutting and wrapping my first of, hopefully, many deer to come.
 
My brother and I were lucky enough to get two deer within twenty minutes and eighty yards apart this year. There were our first deer and having never seen field dressing before we Googled a you tube video on gutting whitetail bucks. The first one took a while and was a bit of a hack job, the second was way faster and cleaner. There was no offensive smell and apart from reaching in the body cavity to cut the windpipe free, no real squeamish feelings either. More interesting than disgusting.
To echo a lot of other posters, I felt a great deal of pride in shooting, dressing, skinning, then finally cutting and wrapping my first of, hopefully, many deer to come.

good on both of you!
 
I don't mind the sight or smell, try not to puncture the stomach, or it will get a lot stinkier. Its not that hard to do, especially if you have a helper handy.
 
I really don't understand this thread.

It's the killing I don't like and the last moments of an animal's life, particularly if it is wounded and you have to finish it off one way or the other.

I like the smell of a freshly opened up deer. And the blood from the heart lung shot doesn't bother me either.

Of course an exploded stomach is bad, no doubt about that, but I've never done that to a deer, just had to deal with some that others have shot.
 
My Uncle and Cousin carry folding pruning saws to split the pelvis. Reach up and cut the esophagus and windpipe and then slowly drag everything out backwards, cutting free as you go. Everything just rolls right out between the legs. I've never seen someone pour the pudding out of a deer as fast as my cousin.

That's the way we do it too. As others have said, as long as you don't puncture the digestive tract, you're good to go.
 
When I think of it, it's all relative.... It doesn't bother me, even when gut shot...... In fact, the most objective smell IMOP is the rut smell a mature buck can get........

That all being said, we all have weaknesses..... Mine is heights...... Many would not likely be bothered by what bothers me....
 
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