I want to hear crazy stories.

Widow maker 223

Widow maker 223

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Most of us hunt all over the country and spend time in remote locations. I'm sure some of you have encountered some crazy things. Lets hear it, bigfoot, dogman, man bear pig, illegals whatever.

I dont have any scary stories. Once while bowhunting I watched a jogger drop his drawers against a tree for a minute then take off running again. I died laughing he didnt even jettison a sock.

One time I was walking into a stand in the dark. Had a meteor go right over my head. I ducked and said out loud WTF. It freaked me out, crazy bright and not very high up.

In the early 90's we had a local bow shop we shot at often the owner was a ex conservation officer. It was spring time one day we stopped in and my dad bought a turkey call and no license. Few days later I was waiting for the school bus, turkey season always opens on a Wednesday for some reason. I looked down the road and a CO truck was parked in our field. I ran in the house woke my Dad up, he grabbed his call, no gun and headed out back. Turns out he sat down on a log, started calling, few minutes later 2 Tall green Turkeys come running. They didnt say a word, just walked away with my dad laughing hysterically. Would of been great on video.
 
I like the stories, although, sometimes they are so wild, virtually impossible or maybe unbelievable that some are reluctant to relate. Come on guys,
tell us the true ones and save the rest for your locals.:p
 
January 2024 I had gone calling coyotes. I was sitting under a large spruce tree watching over a pasture. I had tried many different calls and after sitting for 30 minutes and not seeing anything I switched the fox pro over to adult cotton tail. After about a minute I caught movement over my right shoulder about 20’ away. It was a cougar. It stared for about 30 seconds at my call and then the second cat showed up. I lined up on the bigger cat but didn’t pull the trigger. The quota for this area was already full and it’s illegal to use a e-caller for cats up here.

The 2 cats sniffed my call as it was squawking away for about 30 seconds. The larger of the 2 picked my call up by the handle and slowly started walking back to the bush with it the way that it had come in. I started yelling “hey hey hey”. After about 6 times yelling at it the cat stopped, stared right at me set down the call and walked into the bush. Probably one of the coolest encounters I’ve ever had.
 
Someone I know... was walking out from his hunting area back to the truck in the dark with his climbing stand on his back when he realized something was following him. He could hear it shuffling in the leaves behind him. This was way back in the day when the Mini Maglight was high tech but in reality only offered about as much light as a birthday candle. This person I know stopped and spun around shining the little flashlight through the woods trying to see what sort of creature was trailing him through the darkness. Not seeing anything he set out again listening intently for this critter following. Sure enough there it was, right behind him the sound of the crisp fall leaves being disturbed by this demon of the night was clear as Sunday bells. A quick spin and shine with the light revealed nothing... nothing at all. Spooky... He stepped more quickly trying to out pace this thing that was stalking him so adeptly. There it is again! An athletic stop and spin move and quick thrust of the mini light beam! And finally there, the source of the sound was revealed - about 10' of pull up cord was slithering out of a pocket on his pack which was slung on the climbing tree stand on his back and trailed out now rustling in the dry leaves behind him. Dang I felt foolish, errrr.... I mean this other guy felt foolish!!!
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Cut and paste story I have told before on a couple of forums. Evidently, it is pretty good because I have seen my story posted verbatim by a guy as his own. Shame on him for being a liar.
 
Where I grew up behind the house we had a fence corner with a hole in it. We would always go through when headed out to hunt. I was like 10 heading back in to the house from bow hunting early season. I didnt have a flash light so everything freaked me out. As I stepped through the hole my dad was on the other side yelled like a lion. I fell backwards and thought I met Jesus and almost needed a whole role of charmin.
 
borkon said:
While bowhunting out of a tree, I watched a young boy " boink" his dog.🫣

Once " finished", I whistled n waved. Kid acted like he seen a ghost!.
This was 30 years ago. I know who the kid is. He has know idea who I was.

Can imagine the mental trauma he went through and likely still does.
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This one still has be laughing. :ROFLMAO:
 
I was on my first whitetail hunt. Spotted a very large set of antlers poking up through the brush. Raised the rifle to have a closer look, the antlers were unique and had some white discolouring, a magpie just landed on the mule deer antlers I was looking at….someone may have wounded a mule deer in draw season or died naturally. Anyways I go load it up in the back of the truck setting it on some stuff so it protruded above the box. On our way back to the yard we passed the local hunting enthusiast. He skidded to a stop and chased us down as the rack was very large and it was whitetail season.

Wish I still had that rack.

Back when I was a kid family friend was hunting draw mule deer. He harvested a good sized mule deer, used to have lots here. Very unique as it has a broad head embedded in an antler. I wonder if that point is counted for Boone and Crocket?
 
Sitting at the base of a large tree pre-dawn with a newbie turkey hunter, we heard something walking towards us in the leaves. He was on one side and I was on the opposite side facing the other way. It was out in front of him a ways and I told him it was probably a deer. Well as it got closer he said “it’s a skunk”. I said “okay, just sit still, it’ll just pass us by” no biggy. Well, he says “it’s coming right at me, I’m going to shoot it”. I said, “don’t shoot it, its fine, let it pass.” He says “ I’m going to shoot it!” And I repeated “Don’t shoot it dammit!, let it pass!” Well I hear him breathing heavily, like he’s about to give birth or something, and I said “Dude, relax, it’s fine, just sit still.” I’m thinking, what is wrong with this guy? Right then this enormous skunk walks right by my right arm at about 1 foot away! I started breathing like I was giving birth! Lol… My buddy said “That damn thing walked right up my leg!” So I calmly said’ “Why didn’t you shoot it?” 🤣 He never turkey hunted with me again.
 
KLS said:
I was on my first whitetail hunt. Spotted a very large set of antlers poking up through the brush. Raised the rifle to have a closer look, the antlers were unique and had some white discolouring, a magpie just landed on the mule deer antlers I was looking at….someone may have wounded a mule deer in draw season or died naturally. Anyways I go load it up in the back of the truck setting it on some stuff so it protruded above the box. On our way back to the yard we passed the local hunting enthusiast. He skidded to a stop and chased us down as the rack was very large and it was whitetail season.

Wish I still had that rack.

Back when I was a kid family friend was hunting draw mule deer. He harvested a good sized mule deer, used to have lots here. Very unique as it has a broad head embedded in an antler. I wonder if that point is counted for Boone and Crocket?
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One of my buddys shot a buck with his recurve last season. It stuck in his beam, deer ran 20yds away then came back with the whole arrow sticking out, he got that part on video. He couldnt shoot it again as he shot a doe a few days before and shot his other arrow at a leaf when he got in the stand. I was like wtf you went out with 2 arrows. He is hoping to find that shed.
 
As a young hunter, my younger brother and I were deer hunting with our dad. We heard him shoot and we finished our sits and headed his way. Dad said he had shot at a big doe but couldn’t find any sign of a hit. My brother and I said “Stay put dad, we’ll swing out to the end of the property and push back towards you and try to find any sign of a hit along the way.” On the way back we came upon a dead deer. A doe. It probably got hit by a car because we found no wound from a gunshot. This thing was bloated up and it’s legs were sticking out like it was about to explode! PERFECT! We reached dad and told him we found his deer. We said that we had never seen such a big doe! We brought him to it making a huge deal about how big it was, congratulating him and really whooping it up. Dad, not realizing we were just goofing with him, and not wanting to insult us says “Uhh.. looks a little swollen, doesn’t it?” We laid it on, patting him on the back and hugging him. “What a deer!” Dad finally said “That thing has been dead for days, and I ain’t running a knife through it!”

We came clean and said we were just breaking balls. He was happy to hear that as he seriously didn’t know how he raised two idiots that didn’t know roadkill from gunshot deer! 🤣
 
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borkon said:
While bowhunting out of a tree, I watched a young boy " boink" his dog.🫣

Once " finished", I whistled n waved. Kid acted like he seen a ghost!.
This was 30 years ago. I know who the kid is. He has know idea who I was.

Can imagine the mental trauma he went through and likely still does.
:unsure:
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That is disgusting.
 
I was duck hunting in a state drawing blind with 5 other hunters, in a lagoon area. Behind us, on the shore, there were 2 adults with their teenage sons hunting in 2 separate blinds with decoys that were setup the day before. In Ohio, you're not allowed to setup blinds and decoys and leave them overnight....if you don't have a state permitted blind. Those items have to be setup the day of the hunt and removed at the end of the hunt of the same day.

As the ducks were circling our blind, the guys on the shore were blasting away, which landed their shot pellets on us. :oops: We yelled back to them, to watch the direction of their shots, that we were getting hit with pellets. Their reply was that steel shot wouldn't travel that far. :rolleyes: They were about 70 yards away.

A few minutes later a flock of woodies passed between us and the guys on the shore, when they let loose with a volley of shots. Needless to say we got peppered with pellets and I caught one in the face, at the bottom corner of my mouth, in the beard hair or it might have been worse. It burned and I was hanging over the edge of the blind, splashing cold water on it. All of the while my hunting buddies are screaming at these guys that they hit our guy. :mad:

Apparently, the GWs were watching them, due to their illegal decoy/blind setup and this was their opportunity. The moved in, arrested them, confiscated all their gear, guns and boat. I felt bad for the teenage kids, but their parents weren't setting good examples and that's what happens. :cautious:
A few minutes later, a couple of GWs came out to our blind (in the confiscated boat) and inquired about me getting shot and asked if I needed medical attention. By then the pain had subsided and it was just a big purple welt. They took my name and address, for hunting accident records and I became a hunting accident statistic that year. :sneaky:
 
Just a camping story in Red River Nm. After dinner I tossed the trash bag under the rear slide out bed of the Coleman, get it later. Walked a bit and forgot. Woke up to bumping and slurping (kids slept on that bed). Got the recently acquired 380 Star out. Sat up till it stopped. Next morning, 3" cat tracks under the bed. DON"T forget to put trash in the bear proof container!
 
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