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What's the strangest, weirdest, scariest, odd thing you have see while hunting, camping or fishing?
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What's the strangest, weirdest, scariest, odd thing you have see while hunting, camping or fishing?
A saddle, tack, and pack that was obviously from a year or two earlier.
A a small deer that impaled itself jumping over a downed log.
sorry, a little off topic, but once while driving in rural WI, a friend and I saw something we couldn't explain that had us quite worked up for a bit. still don't know what it was. We were headed out to my buddies house in the sticks at night and while i was riding passenger i saw something very tall, grey and walking on two legs cross the road in front of us a about 50 yds or so.. i thought maybe my eyes were playing tricks on me until i looked over at my buddy who was driving and his mouth was hanging open and asked if i saw what he just saw. He described the same thing i had just seen and neither of us said a word the rest of the drive. what ever it was was between 7 and 8 ft tall and long grey hair. only explanation i have is that it was some massively tall college kid playing a prank or something, but it was a sci-fi work of art if it were a costume. I know i sound like a crazy person but I still have no idea what on God's green earth it was.
Tens of thousands of Daddy Longlegs huddled together under the trap door to a blind in Texas before first light. When I put my flashlight light on them, they all started pulsing in unison like a heartbeat. Creepy as hell.
Took a date out prairie dog shooting - always test them with prairie dogs and fishing before getting serious. After shooting for a while, walked out to check the carnage. As we walked past a hole, this wounded dog emerged dragging three feet of gut and gasping. I stomped its head, and it's eyes bugged out like one of those stress ball dolls. She passed the test - better than I. Though, she was a nurse and they tend to have a sick sense of humor.
Disgusting as hell.
Obviously it was a sasquatch.Quote:
Originally Posted by Ianski
Or Gus's ol' lady.Quote:
Originally Posted by ray1970
BTW, WTF, is goony goo hoo, Gus?
sent from my electronic ball and chain
Now,that's funny stuff.Quote:
Originally Posted by buffalobo
Or it might have been one of Jim's relatives.
Around 20 years ago or so I was doing some target shooting S.W of Sedalia back when it was still legal to shoot in that area. I was getting ready to leave when a group of young people showed up in a jeep Cherokee. I spoke with A young fellow with blond hair and I told him I was just leaving so that they could use the area. He was polite and respectful but something about him creeped me out to the pint of being glad that I had a loaded gun in my hand. It was like there was something going on under the surface and made me wonder if they were up to something. I have hunted and fished most of my life and met many people in the field and none had ever caused me to feel that way.
I had forgot the incident until a few years later I saw a picture of a person on the cover of "Time Magazine" And I wondered where I had saw that person before. It turned out to be Dylan Klebold.
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Correction, It was about a year or two before columbine happened. Sometimes I lose track of time.
Caught a bat while fly fishing late in the evening. It took the fly right out of the air. Thought I hooked something on my back cast and reeled it in to fix and there it was flapping in the water.
Camping at the Onion Reservoir in Nevada with some friends. Something woke us up in the middle of the night. Lots of loud breathing and snorting. Flashlights out and we could not see anything. Did not wander far from camp. Never did see anything or any signs of what it was.
I spent two summers at my friends fish camp in Kenai Alaska. One summer we spent three days floating the Kenai river. While crossing Skilak lake as we neared there was a school of sockeye so big near where the lake dumps into the river again when they moved a 2-3 foot wake was created on the surface.
So, he would have been about 12 years old?Quote:
Originally Posted by T. B. Turner
Scariest was a mountain lion I caught stalking me about 20 yards away, I drew my bow, he crouched and we stared at each other for what felt like an eternity, maybe 10 seconds when my yelling and hunting partner spooked him off.
weirdest was a dead deer we found partially eaten, mostly its face. Most likely a lion kill but no sign.
grossest was a dead cow (moo kind) that had been in the sun forever, horribly bloated like a massive balloon.
Cool one was in Canada fishing and we caught a northern that got attacked by another much bigger one while reeling it in. Small one was 20+ inches and the big one was 36ish. Biggest fish I caught that trip was 44 1/4 incher
Sniper's story reminded me of my scariest.
Walking out behind my grandparents cabin early one morning to go deer hunting. Came around a corner of the trail around a big rock and was staring at a bobcat 5 yards away. Luckily we both scared the hell out of each other and we both went our separate ways.
Also had a big rainbow trout on the line one time and had a 21"ish Pike swipe and hit it about 4 times before I could get it reeled in. Ended up getting two quarter size chunks taken out of its back and the top of it's tail was gone. I usually catch and release but ended up eating that one as it wasn't going to make it back in the water and live.
I was sitting on a log on Missionary Ridge in the late '90's when a weasel was working its way up slope. As it progressed, every squirrel would chitter abuse at it. Finally, it reached the clearing I was in, and saw me and bounded toward me. It began to run up my leg like I was its long lost buddy, and I gave it a kick to send it flying.
I was hunting elk up at timberline with a bow one year. I built a makeshift ground blind in some of the shrubbery that was there hoping A bull I had seen the day before would walk by. As I sat there and waited for daylight there was a pine squirrel jumping arsound in the shrubbery with me and I was kind of messing with him with my glove like I was another squirrel or something. He stopped and chattered at me when out of nowhere an owl with about a 5 foot wingspan came in talons first and grabbed him in front of me. Scared the crap out of me!
Better him than your hand!
It's more of a childhood camping story than a hunting or fishing one, but was still pretty scary at the time.
I was about 11 or 12; my step brother would have been 9-10. My family would drive over to The Sequatchie Valley, where my step father grew up, once a month to visit "Pop". My step brother and I would challenge each other to tests of bravery and would regularly sleep in the back of the pick up truck instead of in the house, knowing full well that a pack of coyotes came out at night. Well, on one such night when he and I were out there, we heard the chitter of 'yotes pretty close, so we turned on one of those really huge old red flashlights and saw 8-9 pairs of eyes reflecting back at us, 5 of which were close enough (55-60yards) to see their size and silhouettes. Looking back on what I remember about it now, I'm pretty sure they didn't care much about us and certainly weren't hunting us, but we were terrified nonetheless.
I was archery hunting in Mt. Zirkel Wilderness and caught some movement to my right. I guessed a path and re-positioned very slowly to be able to have a good sight line on a clearing, ranged a few tree trunks and got into position looking at the clearing edge about 25 yards away. I hear some noise and footfalls but it sounded odd. I saw some tan flashes in the bushes and then, into the clearing jog 2 women wearing just Nike running shoes.
Wood nymphs, fantastic! Did you call them over and tell them they were prancing around in a hunting area? [Coffee]Quote:
Originally Posted by MarkCO
And then your gun went off? Also how did you know they were Nikes?Quote:
Originally Posted by MarkCO
I was bowhunting. White Nikes with purple swoosh on them...I had better eyes back then. :)Quote:
Originally Posted by Irving
Actually, i kind of panicked. I thought maybe they were anti-hunters trying to get a hunter busted so I said nothing. But the 8x rangefinder was nice once my pulse dropped a bit. They never saw me since I was all in camo and a blind.
Two legged white tails prefer a good broadhead. ;)
Was bow hunting whitetails. Think I was 19. Had a bear start coming up my ladder stand. He/she was fun to watch till the paws went on the bottom rung of the ladder. Came all the way up to the platform with her nose, then she caught the heel of my boot. Changed my underroos when I got home that evening.
This must happen more often than we think. I've heard of two guys in GA that had this same thing happen to them, and have seen several more on youtube! That's pretty wild.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tinelement
Was it coming into rutt?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sawin
I know a few other people it has happened to also. All during early fall bow hunting and all using doe in heat. I think it was just checking out the piss doe in heat on my boots. I never moved, just following smell.
I don't know if either of them were using doe piss, but it was definitely in the fall... hunting season in GA is quite a bit different than CO (September-January), so know it wasn't quite winter yet.... Just ironic, is all.Quote:
Originally Posted by Tinelement
Years ago while hunting with my dad we spotted a deer that looked like it had been shot and was still kicking around a little, we stalked closed to discover it was a mountian lion kill and was being eaten by the mountain lion, as we got closer the lion poked his head up and was covered in blood. I remember thinking to myself... that's doesn't look like the mountain lions you see in pictures or in movies, damnest thing i ever saw.
That's some interesting stuff to leave behind. I wonder what happenedQuote:
Originally Posted by Jamnanc
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Originally Posted by 02ducky
Whoa...that's a good one.
I'm hoping to add a new story after my first Elk hunt, this year. As mentioned before in an earlier post, I grew up hunting white tail back east, but haven't gotten into the Colorado variant of much-bigger-game-hunting, since moving here. It's just not something I'd want to do alone. Quartering and packing out an Elk, that is... I'm heading over to unit 54 near Gunnison in the fall with a good friend of mine who goes there annually. Hopefully we'll have a couple good stories to share...
These aren't the greatest but here we go:
#1 Drop camp (two man) in the Maroon Belles - no confirmation on the animal but listened to an intense moaning for 2+ hours. Positioned in a small bowl at treeline. The moaning would echo through the bowl VERY loudly. It sounded like the "death moan" you'll hear from bears but it was incredibly amplified. Not super comforting in the pre-dawn hours.
#2 Same drop camp in the Belles - walk out of the tent to relieve myself at dawn (I spent the previous day/night packing a bull back to camp); I had hung and laid the quarters on a vertical/diagonal log system (don't ask). I hear a small growl (think of a small puppy playing with a chew toy) and some scratching or clawing. I look over and see a Pine Martin trying to access one of the quarters. He couldn't get through the game bags. We were no more than 5 yds apart and that critter wouldn't move until I banged the ground with a large branch within 2 feet. He kept looking at me like "get the f&ck away from me". I really wish I would've taken a picture of this.
#3 Ontario, CAN - fly in private walleye camp. My buddy from college worked there during the summers. Some scratching at our remote cabin door resulted in my buddy running outside in his underwear with a 20 gauge firing in the air to scare the bear away. We had cooked a serious bunch of fish that night so I'll never blame the bear. That is something we all need to witness. Underwear and running in Canada.
#4 Taylors Park - after a long morning climb/hunt I take a seat to have a snack. I take a nap and wake up with a squirrel crossing my legs...yes, he ran across my legs. He sat next to me or around me for 15+minutes as he scrounged for food (I'm guessing when I snore it's not as loud as the wife says).
#5 WI Archery - similar to previous post, I had a bear evaluate my tree stand (ladder stand) more than I was comfortable with. A little pee-pee in the shorts. Good size bear in the 350+ range.
#6 MN Snowmobiling - Huge snow year. Saw a semi-carcass of a young deer leaning against a tree. It was obvious that the deer couldn't run the deep snow and was attacked/killed by coyotes. I wish I had a photo of that to send to the PETA folks. It was completely exhausted and the coyotes had their way while the animal was still alive. Disgusting.
I was goose hunting with a couple friends one morning when we spotted a fox about 100 yards away standing by an overgrown ditch line. He was checking out our decoy spread pretty intently so I grabbed a cottontail distress call (the only predator call I had in my bag at the time) and lit into it. As soon as he heard it he came into us at a dead run and pounced on one of our goose decoys about ten yards from our blind! He got quite the surprise when he realized it was a plastic decoy. When he figured it out he trotted back to the ditch line he came out of. My buddies and I laughed and figured that was the end of it. About an hour later a flock of snows flew over us, we folded two and sailed one to about 20 yards from where that fox had been. As soon as that goose hit the ground that fox was on him and dragged him into the weeds! I've shot more geese on a hunt but that one was one of the most memorable!
Sorry about the long post.
So why did the Sasquatch cross the road?Quote:
Originally Posted by ray1970
That is funny! I have had a coyote slink around the brush of a field checking out the goose spread, but it left the area in a hurry. Thought I was going to have a new way to decoy coyotes!Quote:
Originally Posted by dzeke
Duck hunting on the edge of a large lake we had decoys all setup long before day light and we hunkered down in the blinds. We had either an owl or a hawk swoop down and nail a decoy twice in about 5 minutes. Really freaky being in black darkness and just hearing something whiz by and then plunge your decoy under the water. Never saw any holes or scratches in the decoys so we were thinking it must have been a smaller owl that couldn't grasp around the body of the decoy very well.
Why? To grab the chicken he just chased across the road?Quote:
Originally Posted by a98kdoc
Not really the weirdest thing but I ran across a mountain lion walking back to camp in the dark. He was about 40yrds from me and I couldn't scare him off so i took off back to camp.
Fail, his dick was stuck in the chicken!Quote:
Originally Posted by Sawin
I saw the smallest Elk in the history of the universe this year. It was about 1/4" from rump to snout. No joke.
While we were gutting my cow, my friend and hunting buddy reached down and grabbed the uterus. He pulled out a tiny nearly clear placenta, about the size of a nickel. Inside it was a miniaturized embryonic Elk.... it was both cool and sad, but mostly cool. I should have taken pictures of it.
Found a doe pinned to a tree from an arrow. It was there for several weeks, surprised the predators hadn't gotten to it. Found a dead horse, extremely bloated laying on its back with legs straight up in the air. Quite comical, perhaps it belonged to the saddle/tack the previous poster found.
cheers,
Tim