What is the DUMBEST thing that you ever did out shooting or hunting?

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44shooter

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A neighbor of mine that happens to be a doctor and knows that I like to shoot came but to tell me about someone that was in his ER earlier today. It seems that he had put his finger over the barrel of a .44 magnum with a blank loaded in it thinking that it would not do anything. When the gun went off it just vaporized the end off this morons finger. Doc just had to sew what was left of his left trigger finger shut and give him some pain pills and send him home. Doc Ballard said that he had admitted to drinking more than half a bottle of vodka before trying the trick.

So here is the question for the rest of you boys! Ever get to drinking and do something that you know now was really pretty dang dumb? Fess up now as it is likely that the statute of limitations has run out so you save. And it dont necessarly have to be drinking, but it does come up with some going stories.

So let's hear 'em and dont leave out the details! I bet there some good ones out there. I got a few myself I might spill a bit later. So come on! Who wants to start?
 
No drinking involved but when I was a teenager a buddy and I were sighting in his Remington 742 semi-auto .30-06 across the hood of his truck. He had the ultimate redneck deer rifle, a Remington semi-auto 06' complete with see through mounts for his 4x12 scope. Neither one of us were experienced enough to think about how high the scope was over the bore line when we set the target out. He shot a couple shots and I could see them print on the target through the bino's I was using to spot his shots for him. Problem was the third shot wasn't on paper. We walked down to the target and looked all around for that shot but couldn't see where it had hit. It wasn't until we came back to the truck that we realized the third shot had went through the hood... /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smiliesmack.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/crazy.gif
 
My brother and i were dove hunting we were probally 12 and 14 yrs old. we were setting at a pond and no dove in sight. robert my brother had a winchester 20ga pump youth model with screw in choke. he decided to put the barrel about 3inch under the water and pull the trigger. And of corse i was right behind him cheering him on to see what it would do. wich dad all ready had explained what would happen if something got in the barrel and a round was shot but being dumb kids we wahted to see for are self. Well after he shot we didnt even look at the barrel next dove that flew over robert raised but no shot he said my bb is gone. I looked at it and the end looked like a 12ga choke was gone and a split about 3inch long down the bottom of the barrel. We took the gun up to dad and told him of corse we dont know what happen. he said something was in the end of the barrel. Nope dad not sure what happen. Well about 10yrs went by and we finally told him what happen. He just shook his head and said what was you thinking. We laugh at it know but luckey we didnt get hirt. we did tell dad it didnt get something in it it was just under water. stupid i know but we were kids being kids. dad did saw the end off the gun it was still legal and still hunted with it just wasnt a very tight pattern after that. Dad passed away last year. He was a great man and a great hunter,fisherman me and robert sure do miss him dearley. im know 30 and my brother is 28. we sure did learn a tons from him over the years. sorry so long thanks for reading. got another good story if any one wants to read it i will post it to thanks.
 
I don't think drinking is necessary... wasn't for me! I almost shot myself in the foot.... TWICE! Shooting an autopistol in each hand, one jammed, I went and cleared it with the gun in my other hand... BANG! Right in to the ground. A little rattled, I tried to take that gun from myself with the first hand... BANG! Another round digging potholes at my feet! INCHES!!!

Dumb is a very good word for it!
 
In the early 70's I bought a used Winchester Model 1400 semi auto gas operated,never had an auto before just a pump. Anyway we were dove hunting and I put my fingers over the cap that holds the barrel on when I shot I thouhgt I had blown my hand off as Winchester vented the excess gas for the gas recoil system out 2 holes in that cap nut. My thumb and first two fingers swelled up and hurt for a week. I never put my hand long on a forearm again.
 
Oh shucks it is past my bedtime but I think that I got one for you. I got more than one but this one is one of my better ones.

Me and Jimmie Carriere were going to go deer hunting near Tomball Texas. I had my almost new .44 Super Blackhawk and Jimmie had his .30 Carbine (God but that was a loud bastard)Ruger Blackhawk. The goal was to climb some trees and wait for some deer to come by and we were going to shoot them from high in the tree. WE knew that we may be up there for a few hours so we bought some snacks, extra ammo, and each of bottle of Old Stag whiskey. Now then, all went well for a while I guess. I pulled that shiney blue revolver and checked that it was full of 240 grain hollow points before stuffing it back in my $15 dollar holster. Every few minutes I took a pull from that Old Stag and after a while I will feeling pretty good. And in no time after that I had to do what people have to do after people drink for a spell and that was to get rid of some of what used to be whiskey. Now then, I figgured that it be a sight easier to pee from up the tree than to go all the way down to the ground, then go pee and have to climb the 20ft back up again. So I stood up on a nice wide limb and holding the tree with one hand I unzipped and let her rip with the other. Much relieved I shook it off and put it away and swung back to the side of the tree was with the seat in it and sat down. Only in my drunken stupor I tried to sit where there wernt no seat at all and boy howdy down did I go! Now then, I did not fall all the way to the ground because do to my great luck I caught a 6 inch tree limb between my legs on the way down and my testicles cushioned the blow somewhat. Oh MAN! Did that hurt. If you want to hear a human voice call in a coyote just whack yourself in the boys really really well and you will find out. I just laid on the ground in agony for 20 minutes or so before Jimmie bothered down from his tree and see what all the moaning and trashing around was about. Afer I finally got to Jimmie's Blazer I started to get a tiny bit of vision back and by the time that got back to Houston it was mostly all back then. Two weeks later when I was mostly able to walk without a cane we went back to that tree to get my knapsack and that leftover bottle of of cheap whiskey. It was easy to find the limb that caught me on the way down. Two big dents int the tree limb about an inch from each other. Looked like they were wacked in there with a ball peen hammer. Well sort of, they were I guess. Good news was I never did have to try out for the Vienna Boys Choir, but the bad news was that I still drank whiskey and beer for a while after that. But only on the ground from then on. Only on the ground.
 
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Man, those are some good stories.

I too have a long list of stupid things I have done. None while drinking as the guns always go away when the can pops.

My most recent was to shoot a 7mm Rem Mag cartridge in my .338 Win Mag. Nothing bad happened, but still scary. I was really surprised at the amount of unburned powder left in the barrel.

A little while back while reloading I threw 50 charges of H380 into my .22-250 cases just to slowly and messily discover that I had not primed them............




Great thread topic!! /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grinning-smiley-003.gif
 
Muzzle Brake in the truck! (passenger side) outgoing!! when I was the driver!! 15 years ago and yes it was legal! I was pulled in the field!!!

I got the dog, but THAT wasn't worth it! ULTRA LOUD and dumb or deaf, I can't remember or hear. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/crazy.gif
 
Sitting in the duck blind on a homemade duck seat.. A 3 ft pipe with a piece of plywood mounted to the top so i could shove it just below the water line!!!!(Gotta hide u know) spase tule's and water grass make a great homeaid blind... he he!!!!!! Buddy right next to me on the same kind of stool so thats two hidden stools about 2 feet apart.....

Did i mention that on this morning it was a balmy 17 degrees about 1/4 inch of ice on the water as we made our way out>>>

Ok back to the story decoys set up windy as heck perfect day cold and windy little did I know I was about to find out what being cold was all about!!!! After getting two great pairs of working mallards to come in a third set was coming our way so we hunkered down and started calling!!! These two birds came in like they were on a string, at the same time we stood up and my buddy took the one on the left so i took the one on the right we both flew out of the blind to grab these two fat flying footballs about 30 yrds from the blind my buddy yells hey get down here comes two more!!!! swoosh they came in BAAAAM BAAAMMMM BAAAMMMMM crap a cripple straight on the other side of our little make shift blind!!!!!!!!!! Not missing a step i took off like a shot after him (Did i mention he was down on the other side of the blind) So running as fast as i could in 3 feet of water which aint easy...I made the fatal mistake of running through the blind WAMMMMM TWO STOOLS TWO FEET APART!!!!!!! So now i am spraling through the air towards icey water duck coat on chest high waders and a browning gold that is somewhere in the air just in front of me!!!!! (OH $&^%) In I went like shark chasing a sea lion (SPLASH)

Realizing what was happing my buddy ran over only to stand there laughing is butt off!!!!!!!!!

lets just say one heck of a cold rest of the moring!!!!!!!

and yes i found the browing gold after 10 min of searching!!!!!!!

god i love duck hunting!!!!!!!!!!
 
Back in the early days of silhouette shooting, I saw a picture of someone shooting from the Creedmore position and instantly thought that it was the perfect way to shoot a handgun. Comfortable and stable all in one.

So the next trip to the range, I layed down on my back, cocked my leg and proceeded to find a steady sight picture with my Ruger Security Six.
Dreams of long range accuracy were instantly replaced by the reality of setting my pant leg on fire. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smiliesmack.gif

Anybody wanna see the scar?
 
Had an easy shot lined up on a nice fallow doe, pulled the trigger, and realized I had forgotten to load my gun. It was a bigbore airgun, so the air blast scared off the deer, and as it is a single shot gun, that was my only chance.

/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smiliesmack.gifI cannot repeat the things I said to myself here. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smiliesmack.gif
 
No drinking involved but years ago a buddy of mine and I were at our little makeshift rifle range. We took along an old Colt 1911 and some ancient ammo we scrounged up. Started shooting and we were having a good old time with it, the ammo shot so slow you could acutally see the bullet in flight. He busted off a shot at a large rock about 30 feet away, bullet bounced off straight back and cracked him right in the middle of the chest. Dropped him on the spot.....he screamed like a schoolgirl for ten minutes. Then he realized it didn't penetrate..........
 
out in the field i tried to shoot a coyote out the passenger side window from the drivers side of the truck with a 243. the muzzle blast shattered the mirror.
then three years ago i bought a new 22 long rifle during a blizzard. i just had to try it out.
i tried to site it in from outside the truck but the wind chill was to bitter.
i started shooting from the inside the truck and put 1/2 a bullet mark in the plastic of the driver side mirror
 
One of the DUMBEST things I ever did, was tell someone about it /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smile.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/laugh.gif
 
When I was sixteen I bought a s&w single action 22 from a friends dad.Took it out back of the farm to put some rounds through it shooting at an old sheet metal stove in the junk pile,I realised it was pretty darn accurate so I deceided to fine tune my accuracy on a smaller target,lets see what should I shoot at I know Ill shoot at the stove latch its about 2" long by about 3/4 wide.I figured if I could hit that at 20 yrds the squirls were in trouble,bang miss,bank ouch! sharp pain in my neck put my hand up pulled it away full of blood,oh s--t Im going to die Ran for the truck jumped a 4 strand fence jumped in checked in the rear view an had two very minnor scraches a 1/2" apart about 1-1/2' long but was bleading like a stuck pig.I was so scared I was sweating,Never did tell my Dad! turns out the latch was'nt sheet metal but cast iron."valuable leason learned."
 
Shot a hole in the dash of my dad's car with my .45. Too long a story to detail, but suffice it to say there were MULTIPLE safety violations.
 
After I had first gotten my Oly K-16 I fugazied twice during one day. The first one wasn't that bad, I didn't take into account the sight to barrel difference and when I called in a nice fox I drilled a mesquite tree between it and me on a gimmie shot/ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smiliesmack.gif
Blue is where fox WAS, and red is where I hit the stinking tree /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/frown.gif
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The second fugazi was one that got me in hot water with the boss/wife. I was driving around and still hadn't gotten used to the 16" barrel and lo and behold I spied a jack rabbit just begging to be shot so I drew down on it and squeezed off a round. After the shot I noticed something was not right with my side mirror...once again /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smiliesmack.gif:
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I still haven't replaced the mirror, but it's kind of grown on me cause I can see different angles behind me with the broken mirror /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/grin.gif.

Trashcan
Death Card Calls
 
Exactly one year ago, I got a nice muley buck, and my buddy and I were taking it in to get processed. We were coming back because he hadn't filled his tag so we took just our valuables out of camp. Anyway, I put my .243 in his truck next to me, got in and unloaded it (stupid). Well, as near as I can figure, the round bounced off the armrest and rechambered because I couldn't find it. Well........ in addition to scaring the crap right out of us, it also put a hole in his firewall and blew out a brand new 350.00 tire /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/smiliesmack.gif. Thank God he bought a warranty. He also happens to be an even tempered fellow. We'll see how it goes this year. /ubbthreads/images/graemlins/blush.gif
 
I got into muzzleloaders about 15 years ago. I bought a new TC Hawkins and went to the range. I was having a ball shooting that gun playing with the set trigger and shooting groups with deifferent powder charges into a a cardboard box I was using for a target. I shot the last round of a 3 shot group at 50tyards and walked up to the target to check it. There was pieces of wood all around the box when I got there????? After further investigation I determined that I had left the wooden ramrod in the barrel on the last shot!!!!!!!!!! It shattered on all over the area around my target.
 
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