My funniest experience would be when my cousin and I were trying to get a good friend his first pheasant. He had already taken one and my cousin was pushing a small ravine. I was on one side, cousin went through the middle, and our buddy was on the over side. My cousin and I have always pushed birds out of this area. Well up goes a hen towards my buddy, but no shot. We look up and there is our buddy with his shells in his hand. He never put his shells in.
What the funniest experiene you had while hunting?
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My funniest experience would be when my cousin and I were trying to get a good friend his first pheasant. He had already taken one and my cousin was pushing a small ravine. I was on one side, cousin went through the middle, and our buddy was on the over side. My cousin and I have always pushed birds out of this area. Well up goes a hen towards my buddy, but no shot. We look up and there is our buddy with his shells in his hand. He never put his shells in.
my bro shot a bird and put it in his pouch. we get back to the car and he takes the bird out of his vest and lays it on the bumper of the car. i all of the sudden see it poke its head up, jump off the bumper, and start running away...we eventually found caught it with the help of somebodys dog...it was hilarious...[rofl]
Rich, thats a good one. Pheasants are tougher than one thinks. My cousin got bit by one hours after shooting it.
We also joke on each other too. We'll throw corn husks through the area to make the other think there is a hen flying over. There some others that I won't post here though. If you want to know PM me.
We also joke on each other too. We'll throw corn husks through the area to make the other think there is a hen flying over. There some others that I won't post here though. If you want to know PM me.
I went hunting with a good friend of mine and set him up in a ground blind. the spot was very thick with some good shooting lanes cutting across some heavy deer runs. we got in at 5:30am and agreed to meet up at noon. by 11 am it was very windy so I decided to get out of my treestand and still hunt over to where Alan was. when i reached his location I saw that he was facing away from me. For whatever reason I decided to F*** with him. I knelt down behind some brush to hide and still be able to see him. I took out my grunt call and started grunted. He looked like a bobble head doll with his head bouncing everywhere looking for the buck.He was answering my grunts with grunts of his own LOL.... Keep in mind it was very windy so the sound was hard to locate. I rubbed a few sapplings with a stick abd kept grunting for 5 minutes. After I stood up and he saw me he went from intense hunter to totally embarassed. He said he thought he had a Pope and Young buck around him. At deer camp in West Virginia we never let this story go untold around the campfire...Poor Alan [rofl]
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I was hunting Stokes state forrest and I heard some crunching in the woods coming at me. It was still not completely light yet but I could see a big animal walking towards me. As it got closer I could see it was a pieball. The animal was brown and white and enormous. turns out when it got to shotting distance with the bow it was a fricken horse! I called my buddy on the radio and said " your not going to believe this but there is a horse staring at me" he said "it's as big as a horse?" I said, no dude it's a real horse. I could hear him laughing over a hundred yards away. Only me!
We put a nice pile f dog crap at the base of a permenent stand. we had a ladder going up to the stand, which was wraped in carpet to block the wind.
Well, we drop the guy off in the dark, he goes in to his stand, steps in the pile of crap, tracks the dog crap up the stand on every wrung and all over his boots. He tells us he is sitting in the dark and can smell it but does'nt know what it is. also because the stand has carpet all around it, the stink just comes right up to his face like a chimney. The sun comesup and he see's he has dog crap on his boots.
So - he now has to climb down, and did not realize he had tracked all the dog crap on every wrung. He now starts to get it all over his hands as he climbs down.
I think it is the hardest i ever laughed up on this farm to hear this guy tell the story. To end it, the guy actually said "can you beleive that a dog would come all the way in the woods just to Crap under that one stand - te pile was big so this dog must have just kept coming back".
True story
Feel free to borrow the idea for your best buddy!
Well, we drop the guy off in the dark, he goes in to his stand, steps in the pile of crap, tracks the dog crap up the stand on every wrung and all over his boots. He tells us he is sitting in the dark and can smell it but does'nt know what it is. also because the stand has carpet all around it, the stink just comes right up to his face like a chimney. The sun comesup and he see's he has dog crap on his boots.
So - he now has to climb down, and did not realize he had tracked all the dog crap on every wrung. He now starts to get it all over his hands as he climbs down.
I think it is the hardest i ever laughed up on this farm to hear this guy tell the story. To end it, the guy actually said "can you beleive that a dog would come all the way in the woods just to Crap under that one stand - te pile was big so this dog must have just kept coming back".
True story
Feel free to borrow the idea for your best buddy!
Two stories of duck hunting at Assunpink,
one time during a bluebird afternoon I had a pheasant come gliding in and land in the midst of my decoys, it was very funny how they land in water as their wings are just outstretched laying in the water, rather than tucked in like a duck, I think he flopped over to land and ran away.
Another time a friend and I were watching some stupid looking bird in our decoys and kinda laughing loud and it ever so bizarly walk up and came around the side of the blind and just looked at us then walked away. I think it was a galinule.
Does not do the galinule story justice as it was a very wierd instance.
one time during a bluebird afternoon I had a pheasant come gliding in and land in the midst of my decoys, it was very funny how they land in water as their wings are just outstretched laying in the water, rather than tucked in like a duck, I think he flopped over to land and ran away.
Another time a friend and I were watching some stupid looking bird in our decoys and kinda laughing loud and it ever so bizarly walk up and came around the side of the blind and just looked at us then walked away. I think it was a galinule.
Does not do the galinule story justice as it was a very wierd instance.
A couple of years ago I shot a little doe, my brother-in-law and I were carrying it out hanging from a log over our shoulders. We both had climbers on our back and had to go about a mile and a half to our trucks. A couple hundred yards later we met up with two friends of ours coming out on the same trail. They offered to carry our M/L's. As we were walking down the main dirt road, about to p [no swearing please] the lake we reminded each other about the washout on the road(it was dark). The washout was about 3 feet deep and took up 3/4 of the road. Brian made it by, well Paulie stepped on the edge and the mud gave way. In he went. The only thing sticking out was his climber. Mike, my brother-in-law, reached down to help him, and the log got caught up in his stand. He couldn't grab him. Paulie rolled over a little, just enough so mike could grab him and pull him out. He was under water for at least 20-30 seconds. It was also early January so it was a little cold. He just started stripping clothes, the he had to run about 2-3 hundred yards to get to the trucks. Well, Brian took paulie's black diamond and put about 6 caps in a row and it still would shoot. I put one cap in My Omega and boom, no hesitation at all. We couldn't believe it. Well, other than a little embarrased, Paulie wound up fine. He definetly will never hear the end of it. [hihi]
I was with Matt and his brother in Chester getting ready for slobgun season in 1998. We had had a lot of rain prior to the slobgun season so the creek i normally crossed with hip wadders was a rageing torent of water about 6 feet deep. I told Matt and his brother we need a canoe to get across or a tree to fall over the river to get to my spot....We went there on a cold afternoon and I decide to bring my chainsaw and drop a large oak across the river. I cut the big oak down and it falls perfectly across forming a natural bridge. There were a bunch of limbs that needed to be pruned off so I wouldn't trip and fall in on my way across. You can see where this is going right? Well I get out and trim about a third of the limbs off and as I reach down to get another I slip and fall in. I didn't want to drop my Husquvarna into the drik so I held onto it and ended up smashing my hand into a giant rock under the water with all my weight. I was covered from head to toe in ice water. Matt and his brother were laughing so hard they couldn't stop. I was a complete block of ice withing a minute of getting out. I saved the chainsaw from disappearing into the drink but paid the price by hurting my hand pretty bad. with all this said we continued to get our spots ready for the upcoming slobgun hunt. We spent about another hour out in the woods soaked and broken but not beaten. I shot a nice 8 pt that season.[up]
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What makes it even funnier is the handicap access sign behind him
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Me, my uncle, NJArcher, and his friend were pheasant hunting in Clinton. Uncle petes friend shot a bird and he put it into his game bag and it was still kicking around a little bit so we figured it was just nerves. So ten minuites passed and the bird was still alive so wr decide to take it out and finish it off. Well when we tried to take it out it was still fully alive. It poked its head out and then put it back in the bag. It was so funny. We have it on video, it almost seemed like it didnt want to come out because it was comfortable or something.
In th late seventies a friend of mine had a terrier/spaniel mixed mutt that was a pretty good bird dog. She flushed alot of birds, and would run down cripples.
He dropped a rooster that the little dog grabbed by one leg. The rooster tried to fly and the dog was on its hind legs hopping along as the rooster is trying to pull away. She finally let go and Gary shot the bird again. If that was on video we could've made a bundle.
He dropped a rooster that the little dog grabbed by one leg. The rooster tried to fly and the dog was on its hind legs hopping along as the rooster is trying to pull away. She finally let go and Gary shot the bird again. If that was on video we could've made a bundle.
My fist wife made a fruit cake after a couple weeks formenting in the frig. Now it was packed with Liquer from the formention.I went to bed that night to hunt in the morning. I got up and saw that my wife had taken the cake and layed it on the counter top I guess to cool some time during the night. She got me up and I rounded the dog up and she was a bit slow and inactive. My wife said Oh by the way I told you not to touch the cake! I told her I didn't and she argued with me yes you did. I looked at the cake and yes there was a piece out of it and some crumbs on the counter top.I told her no I didn't and she said get of here with your dog. Ok on the way to the spot the dog layed on my lap and I didn't think much about it and when we got to the spot I had to help her down out of the truck. I'm thinking whats up with this animal and I'm getting pissed at her. She gos out and is going in circles and not working properly. I started hollering at the dog and the dogs getting more screwed up by the minute ok now I'm figuring the dogs sick or something and getting worried. Just then a rabbit runs out in front of her and shes on it and I'm trying to call her off. I hear a screem from the rabbit and shes got it in her mouth and caught it and broke its back and its alive. I screemed and she dropped it and I had to put it to sleep. I said thats it can't hunt the dog today for some reason shes screwed up. I told her to get back in the truck and she would't so I picked her up and put her in the truck and went around to the back and sat on the gate to change my boots. She jumped out of the truck and I holder at her again and put her back in.I changed my boots and went to get in the truck and freaked out she had thrown up all over the seat and maps I had. I was so pissed not at the dog now but my wife and called her on my cell to freak out.All my wife kept doing is laughing as I got more pissed while telling her this story. What the dog had done is she was the one that ate this cake and was drunk and that was her hole problem the was was sick from being drunk. The piece of cake looked exactly like some one had cut a piece out when the dog bite into it and I have no idea how she did it. This was my golden retreiver Jessie. Damm drunken dog.[cool]
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The land I hunt is primarily farm land...well many years ago I am in my tree and I hear what sounded like a herd of deer coming in...well it turned out to be the neighbors cows got out and were making a bee line right down the fence line past my stand and into the creek...go figure...then if that wasn't bad enough 30 mins later here comes the neighbor and friends on horses looking for the cows...needless to say was time for lunch...lol
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