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Harriest predicament you've ever found yourself in while in the woods?
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<blockquote data-quote="buckbstr_1" data-source="post: 5278064" data-attributes="member: 5990"><p>I was either 11 or 12 yrs old and bought my grandad's old 50 caliber blazer percussion muzzleloader for like 50 bucks. I could not wait until the next year to hunt with his gun. This gun was weighted so horribly, most of the weight was in the barrel. I practiced all summer was very efficient and ready to pop a deer or two. That fall Dad was on his 'Big Red' three wheeler and I was on my 110 cruising along an old washout road when I thought something hit me in the eye area really hard. I thought a briar had grabbed my skin. Well the gun stock hit the three wheeler tire and broke the sling and sent the gun like a missile into my eye socket area. Dad said, "I turned around to see the gun fly over your head after it hit you." I passed out only to find my dad over me cussing like crazy for me to come to. He thought the gun shot me in the eye. Come to find out I never took the percussion cap off and this gun should have went off. The gun remained loaded by a miracle. I ended up with 12 stitches starting at the top of my eye socket and stopping at the middle of the front of my head. </p><p></p><p>I was hunting during muzzleloader season the following year with the same gun. I was clearing out leaves at the base of a tree when my foot hit the stock and the muzzleloader slid down and hitting my shoulder and discharging. My orange was a stinky black mess at the shoulder region and there was a rip in the cloth from the buffalo bullet exiting the barrel. I told my dad I never heard the gun shoot and all I heard was a covey of quail being flushed up during this event. I did see the smoke and gun slide through the leaves but no sound other than what I described. My dad said, "Son don't tell your mom and we are selling this gun before it kills you. You should be dead and I think angels must be with you."</p><p></p><p>These events made me more cautious and aware about firearm safety. In a moment, life can change.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="buckbstr_1, post: 5278064, member: 5990"] I was either 11 or 12 yrs old and bought my grandad's old 50 caliber blazer percussion muzzleloader for like 50 bucks. I could not wait until the next year to hunt with his gun. This gun was weighted so horribly, most of the weight was in the barrel. I practiced all summer was very efficient and ready to pop a deer or two. That fall Dad was on his 'Big Red' three wheeler and I was on my 110 cruising along an old washout road when I thought something hit me in the eye area really hard. I thought a briar had grabbed my skin. Well the gun stock hit the three wheeler tire and broke the sling and sent the gun like a missile into my eye socket area. Dad said, "I turned around to see the gun fly over your head after it hit you." I passed out only to find my dad over me cussing like crazy for me to come to. He thought the gun shot me in the eye. Come to find out I never took the percussion cap off and this gun should have went off. The gun remained loaded by a miracle. I ended up with 12 stitches starting at the top of my eye socket and stopping at the middle of the front of my head. I was hunting during muzzleloader season the following year with the same gun. I was clearing out leaves at the base of a tree when my foot hit the stock and the muzzleloader slid down and hitting my shoulder and discharging. My orange was a stinky black mess at the shoulder region and there was a rip in the cloth from the buffalo bullet exiting the barrel. I told my dad I never heard the gun shoot and all I heard was a covey of quail being flushed up during this event. I did see the smoke and gun slide through the leaves but no sound other than what I described. My dad said, "Son don't tell your mom and we are selling this gun before it kills you. You should be dead and I think angels must be with you." These events made me more cautious and aware about firearm safety. In a moment, life can change. [/QUOTE]
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