Who's been caught???
How about everytime. Well not every time, but enough that I don't set my gun down any more.
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Who's been caught???
How about everytime. Well not every time, but enough that I don't set my gun down any more.
Well just this october i was hunting in an area that i needed to take a doe before my buck, so i had 3 does work my way and they skirted me at 40 yards until they were directly behind me and there i was facing the tree hoping for a shot, so finally they start walking away, and disguisted i turn around to see that a beaaaautiful 8 pt was only 12 steps away. It was raining that morning so he musta snuck right under my nose. I couldnt shoot him, cuz i didnt get my doe, but talk about peein in ur pants, haha.
Opening Day of the 2002 Shotgun season
In my stand for an afternoon hunt - freezing cold!
Had to pee pretty bad - had a WIDE mouth gatorade bottle, so I let loose.
Rezipped the overalls, still standing, gun on the EZ hanger.
My hands were cold.
The bottle was now warm!
So there I am 15 feet up in a ladder stand, swishing the warm pee around in the bottle, rewarming my hands.
I look up into a pine patch, NEVER EVER EXPECTING A DEER TO COME FROM THERE EVER!
And of course here comes High head Harry, walking right at me.
He spots the camo clad pee pee bottle swoosher, and hits the road!
Never saw him again!
I was so upset over my own stupisity that I sat down and rested my head on the front bar of the stand, sulking. Gun on the EZ Hanger.
40 yeards in front of me - I hear a buck grunting - I look up just in time to see High Head Harry's cousin, Booner, chasing a doe by me !
That was my worst night ever in the woods!
Geesh..911 and you didn't jump from that stand ??? LOL
Sounds like and experience I had a few years back and it happened almost as you decribed it..so don't feel so bad...I threw have the stuff I owned to the ground in disgust....
LMBO! Just this year! I made a post! Openig weekend of bow season! I was peeing in a bottle! Got done turned around 3 does right there (20/25 yards)! Blew at me and ran!
I did this year also..I did not put it in my earlier post, but the big doe I saw this year was while I was taking a leak. Ever zipped up while reaching for your muzzleloader and trying not to be seen? Can be interesting. lol.....
Spotted a nice buck this afternoon and watched him bed down in a fenceline.Came back to town and got dad and my sister in law and we decided to try a little drive.I set up half a mile down the fenceline and waited and waited and waited, and nothing shows up.Its getting on towards dark so I stand up to see whats going on, no deer in sight so i lean the muzzleloader against the corner post and try to stretch my legs out a little.Im spacing off staring down the fenceline when I hear hoofs running through the cornstalks, look up and theres 3 does right in front of me.I grab the ML and start to bring it up but the barrels caught in the fence.I finally get it undone, bring it to my shoulder and get the last doe in my scope as she runs past, pull the trigger and the safetys on.Needless to say i didnt shoot nothing tonight![]()
Not deer, but fox. A couple of them had been raising
havoc with domestic turkey, geese & chickens we had
been trying to raise. They were trying (more successfully)
to raise their kits that year. FINALLY, fur season rolled
around and I took the .22 out to the woods. Just before
entering the woods, I decided it best to relieve myself.
TALK ABOUT PANTS DOWN!! There, in the middle of
things with the rifle resting up against the fense, the
two fox appeared just across the creek, not 25yds
away! To this day, I SWARE they were laughing at me,
as they stared for the few seconds it took me to get
stopped and reach for the rifle. At that point they
disappeared into the brush.
Ft Rucker, Alabama
I watched 3 deer enter the woods on my left, empty double barrell, leaned on the tree to my right.
The last one in the woods laid his head back...I just knew it was a buck but didnt see any horns. Told my dad about what happened and the group we were with did a sweep through that section of woods towards a powerline. I got lucky enough to pick the spot were the buck came out to cross the powerline. He never made it acrossed...under his own power. The truth here is I know for a fact that I was lucky....I had just woke up from being asleep and had reloaded the gun.
I looked up and all I could see was a deer with horns landing on his front feet coming out of the woods and heading straight for me. My first deer and it was a buck...I was 13.
You sure can tell hunting season is either over or guys are tagged out!! You can always tell by the nature of the posts!![]()
Been a few times that I have stood up in our old blind and taken a leak into pee jugs only to sit back down and see deer that were not there when I stood up. Fortunately in the blind you can get away with some movement.
Has happened a few times from regular ladder stands too, but to take a leak from them is a little tougher than from the blind and have had a few times where a deer came in while I was there with my zipper down.
Kind of tough to be still in the cold and keep from getting busted in those situations.
I was about 16, it was the last weekend of our Minnesota gun season, VERY VERY VERY cold, No wing at all. I was hunting over a little clearing in the woods, facing straight west. Being so cold with no wind it was SUPER quiet, with crunchy snow, so you could hear everything moving in the woods. I heard a deer walking towards me from the west. After staring at that way for a few minutes and not seeing anything, I thought, OH NO- He is coming from behind me. (if you have ever hunted the woods when it is very cold & quiet, you realize the sounds really echo)
So I looked behind me, its clear, so I very slowly get turned around & set, nothing, I can still hear it, can't see anything.
At this point I honestly think I have been listening to it, looking for it, for at least 10 minutes. It took one step, then stopped, then one step, stop......
After a couple more minutes, I realize, Oh, S***, it's definately coming from the west, I slowly turn my head, there it is, a nice 7 point, about 50 yrds out. To get turned around in this stand I needed to turn the opposite way as I had turned my head, so while watching the deer, I started to turn, "crack" Gun barrel nciks the edge of the permanent stand, That buck was on Pins & needles to start, he was gone in about .00001 seconds!!!
I remember after he left, I needed to sit down, 100% drained!!
Not deer hunting, but I distinctly remember one rabbit running right between 3 of us when we all had the guns up eating a sandwich, and one of us (my uncle) was "answering nature's call."![]()
Several years ago I was in a stand along a creek bed. I just HAD to use my bottle so there I was, pants down to my knees, bottle on the seat when I heard the unmistakable crunch in the leaves of a deer running twards me.Without looking up I grabbed my gun, chambered a shell, and pointed in the direction of the deer. Ended up making a perfect 50-yd heart shot and the doe piled up in a blowdown after going 30 yds!
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This Oct. I was entering a new hunting spot. I had my pack, my bow, and partable stand.. it must of been around 1:00 pm or so. I found this perfect trail with four or five scrapes and numerous rubs, needless to say I pretty pumped. I start looking for a tree to climb so I drop my pack and bow. I take my stand and steps about 15 yds to a likely looking tree, just as I set the stand on the ground I hear a twig snap.... I turn and look to where I has just laid my bow down and there he is .. a beautiful 5x5 standing between me and my bow.. I can't type the thoughts racing through my mind at that particular moment but I am sure you can imagine. The whole time the deer is just browsing completely unaware that just fifteen ft away I am there looking at him like he is a giant steak and me without a fork.. I am not sure how much time passed but it felt like hours watching this buck deliberately walks a straight line to my PSE lying on the ground, he looks around to his left then his right. He put his nose directly on the bow, and walks into the woods.................About a month later He again met my PSE this time I now have a pretty nifty set of rattling antlers.
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