This winter reminded some of us older timers of the winters we had back in the early 1980's. I was working in the woods at that time as a hand cutter. There were 4 of us working a job near Cub Lake, just north of Loretta/Draper, known locally as the "twin cities".
I believe it was the winter of 1981 and we had 6 weeks where the temp never got above zero, and we had several feet of snow. We were cutting predominantly white birch and the deer moved into our job for the buds on the end of the branches. It wasn't long and we had a deer yard with at least 75 deer.
I remember very well, as I will never see this again, we had to shout at the deer to get them to move as we fell the trees. As soon as we had the tree limbed and the sticks bunched, the deer moved into the tops and devoured them, including stems as large as a pencil. There were usually 20 or so deer that followed each one of us around as we cut in our sections.
It was another example of natures cruel way of thinning. The fawns were of course small, couldn't get through the snow, and couldn't compete with the larger deer. We found many dead by the end of the job.
Anyhow, today the snow is melting fast and the deer spent the entire day feeding in their garden. They are noticeably less frantic when I put out the corn and alfalfa silage for them.
Jim