TEmbry

LMAO that is hilarious, but gross at the same time....

wis_bow_huntr

My wifes cousin and I were turkey hunting in two different spots but not far from eachother one fall. I got settled against a nice tree as it started to drizzle a bit. Sitting there for abotu 30 minutes or so and its just getting light and I hear a loud crack..figured Mike jumped a deer or something..seconds later a nother crack, whap, followed by an OHH SH@T!!!, follwed by the smell of a skunk. When he got back to me I asked him what he was doing, he said he moved to a different spot and sat on asolid black skunk that was curled up against the tree sleeping, luckly he was able to get far enough away from the skunk before it sprayed him, be broke a large branch off a tree and proceeded to beat the skunk over the head.

statjunk

Dumbest thing I ever did was place 100% trust in my GPS unit. I was lost in the woods for two hours with a very large doe in hand and ended up about 1/2 mile from camp on a impassable road. One of the longest days of my life.

Tom

WARedBear

Where do I start....I guess with one of my first stories...

I had just started bow hunting. I was using an old Bear White Tail Hunter 2 that had six pullies and was slow. I had a very difficult time adjusting and tuning that bow. At the time I was using a Kolpin four bladed broadhead with helical veined arrows. I went out to the range and the front of the arrow went pretty straight but the back end would make this huge circle which threw the front off. Which reminds me of another story.

I was trying to get my bow to shoot right so I made a last minute trip to the bow range the day before opening. I was a very poor airman at the time and could only afford six arrows. Three to practice with and three to hunt with. I shot my three practice arrows and they were all in the bullseye with practice points. I decide to shoot my broadheads to see if they were still flying squirrley on me. My second shot goes into the bullseye cutting the feathers off of two or three of my practice arrows. That was a killer or should I say a costly shot. Okay back to my first story...

So I'm shooting a bow that is not in tune with it's arrows. But I go out anyway. I walk up to the HUGE oak tree that a friend is letting me hunt out of that has a few boards nailed in it's branchs to stand on. I always looked around to make sure nothing was around before I put my arrow up. (it was already daylight) I take one last look around and spot a small spike looking at me only 20 yards away. I pull on him but he moves away exposing a HUGE doe behind him. So I aim on her and let the arrow fly. I watch as the arrow starts it's tail spin on it's flight between the small scrub oaks. WHACK!!!! The arrow nails one of the oaks smack dab in the center. I can't remove the broadhead so I unscrew the arrow, finish my hunt, then go retrieve my saw from the truck. I cut a 10" section of the tree out, take it home, and mount it on a trophy board...proudly displaying my first bow kill.

Happy Hunting
Reid

WARedBear

Then there was the time Gary and I were building a bear stand. We had found a nice spot with a small creek flowing down to a larger one. We decided to build the stand between two trees that stradled the smaller creek. The larger one in the background would hide any noise we might make in the stand. We decided to go about 25' up to get us out of the line of sight. One tree was a cedar which had good climbing limbs but the other tree didn't have any limbs till about 30'. So Gary proceeds to climb the cedar with a large rope and a rope seat that I made. He throws the rope around one of the higher branches, ties in the rope seat, gets in, and does a Tarzan swing over to the other tree that is about six feet away. I say Tarzan...it was more of a Gary of the jungle....watch out for that treeeee...thump![:@] Well he gets settled and he pulls up a 2x6 and nails it to the tree while I climb up the cedar and do the same. We get a second 2x6 up so he can stand up and then he hauls up more 2x6's for a base and plywood for the floor. I go down and start working on 2x4's to make a ladder to attach to the bare limbed tree. I start nailing it together when I stop...look up at Gary...and say...hey Gary...let's remember for the next stand we make to build the ladder FIRST and use it to climb the tree. He looked over the edge and said....DUHH!!!! Needless to say we built the ladder first on our next tree stand.

I will post a picture later when the web site is up and running...seems to be down this morning.

Happy Hunting
Reid

WARedBear

Then there was this time that I was hunting bear out of the stand we built in my post above. It was getting late when I stuck an arrow into the shoulder of a bear. He didn't like that too much so he took off running up the little knoll to the left. I waited 30 minutes then got down and started the second hunt. I followed the blood trail up the knoll and back down into the deep thicket of the creek I was hunting on. There was no way that I was going to crawl down into that hole by myself so I called a friend (who got me into bear hunting) to come up and join in the hunt.

I go back to my truck to wait on Frazier. While I'm standing there I hear something BIG coming out of the bottom next to the road. A minute later a moose and her baby wander out onto the road and turn and walk away from me down the road. The road bends so they disappear from sight. This was my first moose sighting so I was pumped. I hear Frazier bouncing up the road and I fear he is going to come around the bend and hit the moose. All of a sudden they come running (if you can call it that) back around the bend and heading straight for me. So I ease off the road into the brush. The moose turn and run up into the woods straight for me. I look down and realize I'm standing on a game trail...the one they used to get off the road. The mother sees me and turns and runs off but the baby doesn't see me and keeps bulldozing my way. I start backing up and wave my arms and yell!! The baby (which stands almost as tall as I am) finally sees me and cuts off into the woods about 10 yards in front of me. Talk about exciting!

Happy Hunting
Reid

my7pointmonster

I was saving this story but since everyone Likes poop stories i guess i'll post it. I was hunting these coal mines in Rifle season, and i was sneaking along and ther was a bend in the road up ahead, i was sneaking REALLY REALLY good too i mean that no branches no leaves nothing, i get around the corner and i stop. Something smelled like S***, and there she was. About 5 yards off the road a girl was doing the lean against a tree method letting one loose, she saw me Screamed and i ran the other direction, never did get her number, would make for an interesting conversation, i never told anyone about that cause i thought it was sorta a bad idea.

Just Another day in the woods of PA
Ryan.

the bees knees

you mean...That was you!!!!!??? UGh! I thought I was all alone...

One thing I gotta know...what were you stalking wearing those high heels and that dress??



I got a poop story,
A friend of mine and myself decided to put a firecracker in a big pile of poop, well "I" ran for cover, he did too but at the last moment he turned to watch what happens, BOOM! Splat! YUK! He got peppered with poopy pellets.

Arrowmaster

Ok I did forget a turkey hunting story. I had set up at my honey hole and began calling. I then heard a hen calling back at me. Well I thought what the heck and got real aggresive with her. Little did I know she would come flying right to me and I mean right to me. Next thing I know I have a hen knocking my hat off as she flew right into me. But I laid the smack down on a gobbler not 5 minutes later as he came right to me as well...

NY Bowhunter

Dumbest thing I ever did:

I was out practicing shooting just before heading out for an afternoon hunt. I got a phone call so I put my bow down and answered it. Some business related matter that ended up being longer than I wanted to because I was heading out to the woods. Finally got the guy off the phone and I grabbed my bow in a hurry, grabbed my gear, jumped in my truck and headed to the woods.

I already decided where I was going to hunt with the wind I had. Ends up being a VERY long hilly walk to this particular stand. I finally make it out there climb up the tree and settle in. Now I'm all situated I reach over to get an arrow to nock.......... [:-][:-][:-][:-][:-]I left my quiver with arrows sitting on the ground where I was practicing earlier (I shoot with the quiver off).[:@][:@]

I figured there's no way I'm walking all the way back to my truck, going to camp, getting my arrows and making it back to the woods in time. So I just kicked back and enjoyed the scenery untill dark. I was praying a 140" buck wouldn't come by 10 yards broadside that night. Ended up having a couple young does in bowrange and that was about it.