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anyone have any good hunting stories??
hey if any of you went hunting this year, im curious to see how ya'll did. As for me, shot a poor little deer so small it still had milk on its lips. No luck on elk this year though, damn odfw is lettin to many wolves and cougars into NE oregon.
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i went cougar huntin........cought one.......was an animal in the sack :yeah:
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No dear for me. Im headed elk huntin the next few weekends. Got a 6 point last year so we will see. Oregon boys doin some huntin! :c:
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hell ya i went huntin man i live in south texas soo me and my best friend were teal hunting out in the marsh and we didnt shoot shit butt when i was picking up decoys a 8 ft aligator gar swim right between my legs made me bout crap my self and if that werent enough the next day we went dove hunting and we split up and i heard him shoot then he yelled there coming to ya soo i looked up and dindt see shit but when i looked down there was a hole pack of pigs running by and when i shot one of the babys and the mom broke from the group and started chasing she chased me clear up a tree and then took off so by now u would think i learned better butt no the NEXT day we went dove huntin again and we were walkin cross this field off about 5 foot tall grass when we stepped on a huge ass rattle snake we shot him and ran the mile back to the truck through that grass jumpin and screamin like babies soo i had quite an exciting weekend of huntin if you ask me didnt shoot much butt we got pretty scard:tu:
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ive got alot heres a couple for ya.
my mom dad and i were at our lease in south texas to dove hunt before deer season started and so we could get the lay of the land a little better (we had only been there 3 times) well we didnt see any dove on the morning hunt so we gave that up at about 845 or so and decided to go check our feeders and to make sure everything was workin right for deer season. rather than driving 5 min from the back of this stand through a rough trail we decided to just walk the 100 yrds from the stand to the feeder. we had to cross a small wash so my dad goes then i go then my mom starts screaming SNAKE!!!!!!!! me and my dad turn around to look for it but we cant see anything. my mom screams its right (bad word) there how can u not (bad word) see it. finally she picks up a rock and tosses it at the damn snake and we see it...by this time my 10 year old self is up ontop of the feeder hiding and i see my dad pick up a log to beat the snake to death. turns out the log was rotten. now we have a pissed of snake rattling its but off at us trying to figure out if it wants to kill my mom or my dad. well my mom in her amazing mind thought it would be a good idea to get my dad a wepon out of the truck. in the mean time my dad is beating this snake with another log he found. my mom gets back with a 2 foot long pice of rebar... CLASS STARTING ILL END THE STORY LATER ---AutoMerged DoublePost--- ok hunting story part 2 well after finally finding a big non rotten branch my father kills the snake then drives a piece of rebar through the back of its head just to be sure that its dead. well after the great war is over we start to look down and we can see a perfect imprint of where the snake was and not a foot away was the boot marks where me any my dad stepped. we were within a foot of a 3 foot rattle snake and the only thing that kept us from getting bitten on the way back was my mothers sun glasses (we think the polorizerd lenses helped her to see the snake) |
Live in texas also, got 2 good size white tail doe and a nice 10 point with a 18 inch spread!!!! :yeah: freezer is full this year!!! :rocking:
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dont have any good stories this year. but ill show yall a pic of the cutters from a hog that i shot while it was after my friend while we were hog huntin. if i get it to upload. :argh:
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keep in mind that im 6'5" and the length from the tip of my pinky finger to the base is roughly 3". the pig itself weighed 240 lbs. :tu:
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I went deer hunting this year too. Our hunt was only 5 days this year so the first two were dedicated to a trophy with the remaining weekdays dedicated to shooting the first decent buck for freezer meat. Well on the 3rd day I was watching a hillside full of does along with a bunch of other desperate hunters (off the dirt 4wheeler trail)
I was getting pissed that I hadn't seen anything bigger than ones who barely lost their spots. Well after some glassing I spotted a buck who had a rack a little past his ears. I figured "why the hell not" So I shut the 4wheeler off and walked down the hill away from the road when the bastard started heading up the hill he was on. I figured I'd give it a shot anyway. (My thing is if it isn't a wall hanger it gets shot in the head) I stopped walking and threw my gun up and BANG he went down like a ton of "poop". Thats when I decided to range him, 290yds. Not too far but a fair distance. Now the work begins and I start kicking myself for shooting him on that steep hill with 8" of snow. I head down my side to him. Once I gutted him I decided I wasn't going to quarter him out cause it "isn't THAT far." Well a couple hrs later I got him on the wheeler and headed back to the truck. Well, I decided to european mount this guy cause he'd look cool over my leather working bench. That's when I found the spot I shot him. Right in the spot I was aiming, the back of the head :yeah: . I found the bullet between his eye and nose on the side of his snout. It broke the skin but still stayed in there. Needless to say his euro mount looks a little funny with chunks of skull missing. But just knowing I can pull the ol .270 out of the safe after not shooting it in 2yrs and it's still "ol reliable" is a good feeling. |
I took my Texas buddy to Colorado for a elk hunt even tho he said he had a cold and we were sitting in my truck to keep him warm and waiting for the sun to rise and I told him that I had shot 2 elk and a big buck from this same spot over the last 5 years. it started to get a glow over the mountain and i told him there was a elk across the canyon from us but he could not see it yet so I got out and took aim when it got a little lighter out, with it in my sites I hear mu buddy tap on the window and say wait till I get out and get my rifle on him too, ha ha. the elk heard him too!! so up the mountain it ran but I got it any way at 250 yards up hill. I never got to hunt with him again because the cold he had turned out to be cancer and took him shortly after, so charish even the goofy hunts as it might be the last one some one takes. RIP MIKE
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Received this e-mail from a friend of mine this week. This would give ya a little chill
This is one of the guy’s we do a lot of work for at ComDel in Wahpeton ND, he was just there middle of last week. This is freaking scary. As you know I was alone when I downed this elk in ND. I was using my camera’s timer attached to my shooting stick to give me enough time to get into the picture. I knew there were a lot of cats in the area but had no idea they would come in this close to people. He had to be within 10 feet of me and I didn’t even know it. I about crapped my pants when I looked at the pictures the next morning and saw he was there. Attachment 17959 |
I killed an elephant with a Daisy Red Ryder BB gun once.
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Originally Posted by Jazz
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Received this e-mail from a friend of mine this week. This would give ya a little chill
This is one of the guy’s we do a lot of work for at ComDel in Wahpeton ND, he was just there middle of last week. This is freaking scary. As you know I was alone when I downed this elk in ND. I was using my camera’s timer attached to my shooting stick to give me enough time to get into the picture. I knew there were a lot of cats in the area but had no idea they would come in this close to people. He had to be within 10 feet of me and I didn’t even know it. I about crapped my pants when I looked at the pictures the next morning and saw he was there. Attachment 17959 Yeah I got the same email and I'm in upstate NY, it's just another one of those emails that gets passed around. Do you know the guy personally? |
Originally Posted by Mdub707
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Do you know the guy personally?
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I didn't even have any BB's at the time. I had to beat it to death with the stock.
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I just shot a nice six point bull last night. It was an hour before dark and i was a LONG way from a road in some rough country you couldnt drive anything to. But i came over a hill and he was mabey 30 yards at best so i couldnt pass that up. Well i almost imediatly regreted that decision. Im a pretty small guy and was about a half mile from a known cougar den i have been hunting, by myself, a couple miles from my vehicle, with an entire bull to take care of. It was a night of hell. I shot it at 5 pm and didnt get home with it till 3:30 the next morning. Thats oregon bull #4 in eight years of elk hunting!
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Originally Posted by Mdub707
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Yeah I got the same email and I'm in upstate NY, it's just another one of those emails that gets passed around. Do you know the guy personally?
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No really good stories of my self except being stared down by a 80+lb cyote while bow hunting but I was just reading this today.
Originally Posted by MA STATEMENT OF MEA ON WOLF ATTACK 10/30/2010 TO REGION ONE MONTANA FISH WILDLIFE AND PARKS OFFICER Myself and MB went hunting on Friday the 29th of Oct. up Deep Creek Rd. on east side of Hungry Horse Reservoir. I shot a 6 point bull elk approximately two hours from the truck. I gutted and quartered the elk as M drags them up to the road. We then walked back to the truck. As M had to work the following day, I got RP to help me get the meat the following morning with my horses. When we got to the spot in the road where we left the quarters, backstrap tenderloin etc. the day before, we checked to make sure there were no bears, cats, wolves etc. in the area. There were no tracks of anything except a coyote track. We felt safe at that time to relax and eat lunch. R had brought MREs to cook on his little stove. After about an hour we cut off the legs on the quarters, then re-cinched the saddles on the horses and put the pack panyards on the horses. At that time we took the horses over and tied them up to trees next to the quarters. I then started to pack up a front shoulder and my horse started to get excited, then the other horse did the same. These horses are very used to meat so I didn’t know what was going on. I then went to my horse, “Shotgun”, and grabbed him by the halter to calm him down. At that point he started blowing and he got worse. He was looking over my head behind me, and at that point I knew something was wrong behind me. I turned and looked and saw 6, 7, or 8 wolves and started to run for my rifle that was leaning on a rock on the other side of the road in the direction of the wolves. I was about half way there and I heard R shoot with is 44 magnum. When I reached my gun, I picked it up and the wolves had stopped. I pointed my gun at them at about the same time they started to run at us again. At that time I feared for my life and my horses, and my friend started to shoot. I shot three times at the wolves and they finally fled into the timber. I ran over to the horse named “Starburst”. He had wound himself around the tree so tight that his head was sucked tight against the tree. I unhooked the rope clasp from the halter and told R to untie the rope and hand it to me as I could barely hang onto the uncontrolled horse. Once I got the lead rope clipped back on to the halter, R took the horse. I then went for my horse before there was another problem. As I was untying my horse, a lone wolf started to howl, then all of them started to howl. This scared the horses really bad. I told Raymond to shoot his pistol in the direction of the howling. It stopped them for a few seconds and then they all started howling again. It sounded like maybe 7 or 8 wolves or more. As the horses are spinning around and blowing, I told Raymond to shoot again to shut them up as they were totally scaring the horses out of control. When he did shoot again, they shut up for it seemed 30 seconds to a minute or so. I told R we needed to try and load the meat. Then they started to howl again and they were closer to us. We couldn’t at that point even try to load meat as the horses really started to go buzzerck. I picked up a backstrap to put into the panyard and Shotgun was out of control from the howling and gunshots. R said we need to get the hell out of here and I agreed with him as we both feared for our life at this point. I dropped the backstrap and started to follow R down the road as his horse was almost dragging him and mine was doing the same. We got about 50 to 75 yards down the road when the wolves were howling right next to us on the side of the road. I said the bastards are following us, maybe trying to kill us or the horses. I told R to shoot into the trees at them as we were trying to get away down the road. And that’s what he did. At that point the horses were totally out of control, damn near dragging us away. For an hour and a half back to the truck it was a rodeo with the horses as they were scared to death, spinning around and trying to look behind them for wolves. I feel my horses, well one is mine and one is a friend of mine horse. Anyway I feel they are probably never going to be calm in the woods again, as horses remember things forever. On another note, I am very pissed off. I lost all my hard earned elk meat to a pack of damn wolves. I feel fortunate and blessed by God to have gotten out of there with my life, my friends’ life and horses lives. I’ve been out in the mountains 5 times in a week and have seen wolves on 3 of those times, including this attack. Something needs to change! When PB and I went back, a grizzly had buried all my meat with the carcass (more mis-fortune). /s/ MEA November 1, 2010 Quote: Originally Posted by STATEMENT OF RRP ON WOLF ATTACK OCT. 30, 2010 On Saturday, October 30th I left the house at 6:00am to go help MEA get his elk out of the woods. He had shot the elk the day before and needed the horses and some help to get it out. So, we got to the gate just at daylight and saddled the horses. We rode up as far as we could to a gully that we had to make it through with the horses, and had about a half hour at that point to the elk. From there, we walked the horses the rest of the way, keeping an eye out for bears, wolves, mountain lions, etc. There ware some old tracks around, singles, nothing fresh. Nonetheless, we started making noise as to scare anything off. About 200 yards from the elk, I pulled my revolver in case something noticed us first. We got to the elk, checked out the entire scene to see if anything had been on the quarters, and there was nothing out of place. M’s hat was still exactly on top of the meat as he had left it. No tracks around to worry about. One coyote track. We checked the carcass from about 50 yards away, nothing. We thought everything was safe, so we made lunch on the jet boil. Took a little break for about 30 or 40 minutes, then got back to work cutting the lower legs of the elk. We then laid all the meat out to balance the load on the horses. We then thought to move the horses (after putting on the panyards) closer to the meat, so we tied them up closer. As we lifted the first piece of meat, the horses started shying violently, with large fiery eyes. I thought to myself “I thought these horses were used to meat.” M, though tried to calm Shotgun (his horse), but instead he was freaking out worse. M turned and started to yell “Wolves, Raymond”. I turned to see 6 or 7 wolves at 20 yards or less coming in on us, “silently!! No noise was heard.” I pulled my .44 and fired around up the hill as a warning. They didn’t pause at all. So, I started pulling the trigger at the violent, incredibly fast pack of wolves. They were so close and so many of them. They were all around us from our 3 o’clock to our 9 o’clock, coming in for either the horses or the meat or us. We were definitely in a life or death situation. As I shot to first two or so times, M made it to his rifle and started shooting as well. All within seconds. After the initial shots were fired, the horses ended up tied up on the tree, wrapped up. We fixed the horses and had them in hand. M and I were not able to load any meat as the wolves did not leave!! They started howling, first one at about 50 yards, then getting closer, all of them. Again we had to leave. We had to leave the meat on the ground. I held my horse in one hand and my .44 in the other. I tried to get packed up from lunch and keep a-hold of the horse while still watching for those wolves to come through the timber again. They wouldn’t quit, so we started out of there. They were coming after us again, so I fired up hill again to scare them off, twice. And yet again as we were walking (being dragged almost) out, they kept coming. So after about 75 yards again, I had to fire another round into the sky. Then my .44 was out of bullets, so we got the heck out of there, looking over our shoulders the whole way. God saved us this time, but those wolves are still out there. I won’t go in these woods without a side-arm ever again. These wolves were not afraid of us at all. They are killers. If those horses didn’t tell us, they would have been on us in 3 seconds. The closest I have ever been to being food for a predator. /s/ RP, November 2, 2010 |
These stories are getting to common in Montana. I hunt region one in Montana and have for the last 5 years and my dad and grandpa have for the last 50 years. They have never seen the wolves this bad. Neither have I. Its so frustrating to hunt all day or all week and not see a damn animal because the wolves have gotten to them or shoot an animal gut it and quarter it and then come back an almost get killed by a pack of wolves. These guys could possibly be charged criminally for defending their lives. Our wolf population needs to be taken seriously and it needs to be controlled as in we need to be able to hunt them. Our deer and elk population has taken a huge hit in the last 5 years. You used to be able to go anywhere and see at least 10 to 20 deer in a day if not more but now you can hunt for a week and not see anything. All these people who are trying to save the wolves and say that it is good for montana either don't hunt or are really ignorant. Thats my rant about wolves.
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We do alot of coyote hunting in sd in the winter time to kill the time and have some fun. Back in high school I was out yote hunting with my dad and his group. One of the guys owned a body shop in the next town and said that his wife said that he had to get some things done in the shop on saturday so bring the yotes to him. Well we had one go into a culvert and tried getting it out. First we yelled and screamed, threw in firecrackers, and even threw some gas in it and lit it on fire. Well it was my dad and some barb wire that got the yote out. Once he got him out we put him in the tool box of my dads buddies truck and took him to my dads friends shop. A few guys went up front to distract him while I snuck to the back door to let my dad and coyote in. Once we got in my dad let it loose and said here you go as the coyote climbed on everything and spilling stuff everywhere. After about 5 minutes of letting it run around and another 5 trying to catch it again we took him back out to the country, tagged it and let it go. They renamed the bar(fireballs lounge after the coyote), had annual parties, had jackets, and hats made up. There are a few remaning vhs tapes of the whole ordeal floatin around town here. As far as anyone knows, nobody had found or shot the coyote that we tagged.
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The only problem with beating the elephant to death with the BB gun was it took too long, and by the time it finished the two French whores I was waiting for had already left.
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