Down in Texas I saw a real nice spanish goat with horns that looked to be about 4' from tip to tip. I thought about stalking after it but the thing was about 100 yards away and I wasalready choking onit's smell. I decided there was no way, should I actually kill it, that I'd be willing to put any part of it in my luggage for the flight home. [:'(]

Back at camp I asked the guide how they tasted and he replied "You how they smell, that's about how they taste."

It would have beena neat skull mount tho'.

On that same trip I did shoot a nice corsican ram.So did my ex. SoI ended up with two rams worth of meat. By itself the meat was completely nasty. Some of it I ground up and made into gyro meat. It was okay that way.
I'd also put some of the meat in a pot with water and seasonings and boiled it for awhile and then changed out the water and boiled it some more and then changed out the water and then after the third water change it wasn't 'ramy' any more. I'd then chop it up, season it, fry it and made enchiladas out of it. It was 'good' that way, but anything would be good after that much trouble.
That first change of water smelled so nasty that it actually would make me gag. ...and if it gags me... that's really something. [:'(][:'(][:'(]