Cool Hunting Experiences You Have Had

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I was sitting in my stand one morning during deer season, but I had not seen anything yet worth killing.

All of a sudden, a bachelor group of 14 big gobblers flew across the Shenandoah River and landed about 180 yards away. I just watched them because you can't kill turkeys during deer season.

They commenced strutting about, faux fighting, and some were using a dusting area, and generally making a big commotion.

About 10 minutes in I caught movement to my left and a right nice 8-point buck ran over at full speed and went right in the middle of the flock!

The buck was prancing about, turkeys were hopping into the air, and the whole time I had my rifle on the buck waiting for him to quit jumping about so I could take him.

That went on for a few seconds and finally he stopped broadside to me and I took him with one shot....He dropped where he stood.

Well, the fuckin' turkeys acted like nothing had happened and continued with their ruckus......Not wanting to scare them off I waited till they finally wandered down river then I went and retrieved the buck.

I'd seen a lot of weird shit in the woods as it concerned game animals but nothing like that before.

That was in 2017, to this day the turkeys still use that dusting area and I've taken a few spring gobblers there.
 
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I have only wished. I am a little too physically disabled to do any hunting that requires any climbing or too much tramping around, but not disabled enough to get a disabled license.

I remember, when I first began learning to shoot, I spent HOURS looking at photos of deer and elk online, looking for that perfect shot!

I was out in the mountains with a friend who was "teaching" me to shoot. We were just driving down a logging road with a truckload of firewood that he had cut, and we saw a grouse crossing the road. My friend stopped, had the door open and grabbed his .22, almost in one motion, it seemed. He aimed, pulled the trigger, and just got a click. He had forgotten to eject the casing from the last time he'd shot that rifle.

Bye-bye grouse!

Amazing how it only took a fraction of a section between my friend saying "Grouse" and my mouth starting to water, thinking of my brother's grouse gravy!


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Amazing how it only took a fraction of a section between my friend saying "Grouse" and my mouth starting to water, thinking of my brother's grouse gravy!
LOL, we have some large windows that face north in the house. Birds are attracted to the reflection of the forest. As we were going to the garage to leave one day, I heard a thump and went to investigate. On the deck was a dead grouse that broke its neck by flying into the window. Sure tasted good.
 
LOL, we have some large windows that face north in the house. Birds are attracted to the reflection of the forest. As we were going to the garage to leave one day, I heard a thump and went to investigate. On the deck was a dead grouse that broke its neck by flying into the window. Sure tasted good.
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Bad for the bird -- good for you and yours!


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Fishing is a form of hunting isn't it? :dunno:

I was around 15 at our cabin & I got up early to get out on the lake...it was still dark outside but the first crack of light was showing. Still had about an hour before sunrise.

I drove the boat all the way across the lake & picked out a good fishing spot...Nobody else was even on the lake yet.

It had started to get a little lighter out when I hooked into something big. I could tell it was NOT a fish...but I was pulling it toward me slowly...it was heavy.

It took a good 10 minutes to get it close enough to the boat to see it was a large canvas bag tied closed with a rope :shock:

I was a little freaked out and was unsure of what to do...I looked around me & STILL there was nobody else out on the lake...only me.

I decided to cut the line & watched the bag slowly sink back under the surface. Very slowly.

Then I drove off & picked a new fishing spot.
 
The sun was just setting when I saw a large buck approaching the scrape I was hunting over. As he approached, I was dumbfounded as it appeared that he had large round translucent gold colored turban on the top of his head. As he grew closer the gold turban dissolved into a giant rack of antlers. As I rose to prepare for a shot a small spike buck that had been bedded near me arose and ran to meet the large buck right at the scrape. They milled around for a moment then ran off together denying me what would have been the buck of a lifetime. Sometime later I read this rarely seen phenomenon occurs when the sun glints around within the 'basket' of a deer's antlers, called "haloing".
 
Do ants count?

As a kid a friend of mine and I decided to shoot ants on the ground with a Bibi gun because we were bored out of our minds on a long hot summers day.

It was great until the damned thing bounced back into my eye after it deflected off a tree root..

I could not see for about an hour, and then everything returned to normal later on.

Pure idiocy, but hey, it's a right of passage growing up.
 
Do ants count?

As a kid a friend of mine and I decided to shoot ants on the ground with a Bibi gun because we were bored out of our minds on a long hot summers day.

It was great until the damned thing bounced back into my eye after it deflected off a tree root..

I could not see for about an hour, and then everything returned to normal later on.

Pure idiocy, but hey, it's a right of passage growing up.
They made a Christmas movie about that very thing. LOL. Glad your eyesight was OK.
 
Fishing is a form of hunting isn't it? :dunno:

I was around 15 at our cabin & I got up early to get out on the lake...it was still dark outside but the first crack of light was showing. Still had about an hour before sunrise.

I drove the boat all the way across the lake & picked out a good fishing spot...Nobody else was even on the lake yet.

It had started to get a little lighter out when I hooked into something big. I could tell it was NOT a fish...but I was pulling it toward me slowly...it was heavy.

It took a good 10 minutes to get it close enough to the boat to see it was a large canvas bag tied closed with a rope :shock:

I was a little freaked out and was unsure of what to do...I looked around me & STILL there was nobody else out on the lake...only me.

I decided to cut the line & watched the bag slowly sink back under the surface. Very slowly.

Then I drove off & picked a new fishing spot.
I always did my hunting between midnight and two. One night I was cougar hunting when I spied a 40 something cougar. I moved in and she asked me if I was into a little mother/daughter action. She was still quite a looker, so I agreed and we went to her place. As she entered the front door, she hollered upstairs, "Mom, are you still up?" That was the last time I went cougar hunting.
 
she hollered upstairs, "Mom, are you still up?" That was the last time I went cougar hunting.

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Well!

I have a couple of pornographic photos of insects, but I won't share them here because.....well, they tell you you can't post porn on this board.

I like to import ladybugs into my garden, to munch on aphids and other bad bugs. When you get a container of ladybugs that have been stored in the fridge for a while, as soon as you open the container, the first thing the bugs do is MATE! There was a crazy orgy of ladybugs in my garden! Never seen anything like it.

I guess this has nothing to do with hunting, except the fact that those bugs were hunting for some whoopie as soon as they warmed up!


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Fishing story. I lost a tug of war with a sea lion over a nice king salmon once. This was off Viscari Rocks in Sitka Sound. I hooked the salmon and was bringing him to the boat. Decent fish, about a 30 pounder.

I was working him, not too hard- just taking my time, tiring him out. Wasn't sure how good I had him hooked, when the sea lion hit him.

Immediately started stripping line off the reel, so I tightened my drag and leaned back on him. Then he tossed the fish about 6 feet in air and let him splash down in the water. I reeled like hell- I had the fish skipping on top if the water, and bam! Sea lion takes him again, more line strips off my reel, I'm pulling back, and he threw him up in the air again!

Again, I reel like a madman- determined to get my fish, but that damn sea lion was faster. This went on 4 or 5 times. Each time he would throw the fish I would gain back some line, then he would take the fish, and I would lose everything I had gained in the last run.

I had him hooked good, but finally the gills tore out of the fish. He got the fish, and I reeled in a perfectly intact and complete set of gills, and nothing else.

I was pissed, lol, but I guess they have to eat too, lazy bastard. :tongue:
 

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