What all bad stuff has happened to y'all?

[RidgeRunner13]

So far this year hasn't been my year. Opening day of bow season I got busted taking a leak. Yesterday, I had a guy park his RZR 10 yards from me and proceed to hunt about 50 yards from me. Same guy walked in on me again today on the other side of the property and to top it off I was just busted by two does while dropping a deuce. So what all "look back on it later and laugh" things has happened to y'all?

 

[30-06 type of guy]

Took the Friday after bow opener off so I could hunt before going to Florida... drive almost 2 hours to where I hunt only for the GW to bust out the woods 30 min after I got there an 15 min after I let a few does pass.. I had put out corn weeks before season open an there happen to be just a few busted up pieces left I nvr paid attention to ..$254 lesson learned an first and last time I put out corn

 

[ImThere]

Took the Friday after bow opener off so I could hunt before going to Florida... drive almost 2 hours to where I hunt only for the GW to bust out the woods 30 min after I got there an 15 min after I let a few does pass.. I had put out corn weeks before season open an there happen to be just a few busted up pieces left I nvr paid attention to ..$254 lesson learned an first and last time I put out corn

This is such a friggin waste of resources. (I realize he is doing his job) but cmon.

There are people out at night spotlighting deer, not-checking deer, leaving headless carcasses on public land.... and this guy is digging through the leaves finding pieces of corn.

AND which trespasser turned you in?

the one and only "ImThere"

 

[cozy23]

Opening morning I took my boss hunting for his first time. My buddy had poured corn out on one side of the property so we went where there wasn't any poured out. Well the GW was there waiting on my buddy which led him to come get us down as well. We didn't get in any trouble but it sure wasn't a great first hunt of the year.

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[Poleaxe]

I think the all time worst was rattling in a stud of a buck waiting on him to step out from behind the tree and out of nowhere a tva helicopter hovers over me treetop high above me checking the power lines I'm hunting by and scaring the buck off of course.

 

[hunttherut]

That's hilarious Poleaxe


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[catman529]

Made an embarrassing shot on a broadside doe 20 yards on presidents island and got it all on film...was not fatal, but I can't even stand to think about it. Nailed a perfect double lung the following evening on another doe to make up for it.


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[jard]

Not to jinks myself but this year has been pretty good so far.

Last year, Drove to my lease at 4 a.m. on 2 different occasions without the keys to the gate, stand is about 2 miles down the logging road. I went home!

Had 2 sneaky guys stalk within 15 yards of my climber, I jumped up and shot twice and scared the crap out of them. (on private land and yes they knew they werent supposed to be there and played dumb).

Forgot bullets 1 time. Am constantly losing headlights. Last year in pitch black walking to my stand, I know it well on the edge of the field but the farmer had let his cows into the field the night before and I walked up on them in pitch black and nearly crapped myself. I could hear them walking at me, no noise, havent been that creeped out in a long time.

 

[DMAG]

Too many to count, but so far this year the worst was hearing about BSK walking away.

 

[knightrider]

Too many to count, but so far this year the worst was hearing about BSK walking away.

:bash: :roll:

 

[GreyGoose]

made two hour trip to cabin running 75 the whole way.got to cabin and as pulling in saw tire on trailer leaning...yep,blown bearings,tire was just wobbling.well 1.5 miles from main road and no hand tools.hunted sat and sunday,mot seeing a single deer and had to leave trailer and fourwheeler.note :trailer aint giong no were and fourwheeler is buried deeeep in woods.now i have to worry all week about some s.o.b. stealing fourwheeler.im on private land but some people dont understand the meaning of that.long story short i quess it could have been worse,it could have blown on highway and i never would have made it to cabin to hunt :-x

 

[cozy23]

A couple years ago I shot a very small doe. It was opening weekend. This would have been like my 3rd year hunting I believe. She stepped out in front of me. I mean right in front of me. Adrenaline was flowing so I shot. Hit her in the spine and she dropped and started SCREAMING! I had no idea a deer could make so much noise. I shot again and she died. Then I looked behind me and saw her momma stomping around which should have been the deer I killed. It seemed like she was trying to draw the attention of whatever was hurting her little one.

That whole experience scarred me and also taught me several lessons such as:

1)Look at the length of the head on does to get a better estimate of their size/age. This doe had a very short head because she was a fawn but I didn't pay attention because the adrenaline rush I was experiencing.

2) To be patient. Don't shoot the first deer. There could be more or bigger ones behind the first.

3) Small deer are very tender. Don't want to do it again though.

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[Pic IN the Casa]

A couple years ago I shot a very small doe. It was opening weekend. This would have been like my 3rd year hunting I believe. She stepped out in front of me. I mean right in front of me. Adrenaline was flowing so I shot. Hit her in the spine and she dropped and started SCREAMING! I had no idea a deer could make so much noise. I shot again and she died. Then I looked behind me and saw her momma stomping around which should have been the deer I killed. It seemed like she was trying to draw the attention of whatever was hurting her little one.

That whole experience scarred me and also taught me several lessons such as:

1)Look at the length of the head on does to get a better estimate of their size/age. This doe had a very short head because she was a fawn but I didn't pay attention because the adrenaline rush I was experiencing.

2) To be patient. Don't shoot the first deer. There could be more or bigger ones behind the first.

3) Small deer are very tender. Don't want to do it again though.

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Had a similar experience a few years back. I still think about it.

 

[Pic IN the Casa]

I have driven to my land, got clothes on and grabbed crossbow... only to discover I forgot my cocking rope.

 

[mfisher]

I shot one in the spine 2 years ago during MZ, deer made the same awful cry you mentioned before I could put it out of its misery. Still think about it and beat myself up for rushing and making the animal suffer unnecessarily.

 

[Headhunter]

Too many to count, but so far this year the worst was hearing about BSK walking away.

REALLY??

 

[knightrider]

Too many to count, but so far this year the worst was hearing about BSK walking away.

REALLY??

to quote the biggest childrens song in years, "let it go, just let bsk go" :tu:

 

[Backstrapcrazy]

Tresspassers

 

[Winchester]

Too many to count, but so far this year the worst was hearing about BSK walking away.

REALLY??

to quote the biggest childrens song in years, "let it go, just let bsk go" :tu:

Definitely a loss for the forum but I completely understand his decision!

 

[csi-tech]

Catching and prosecuting poachers has been a challenge every year. Last year a school teacher shot a deer on us. We declined to prosecute but we kept the deer. Before that a road hunter was shooting at night from the road chopping off the heads and leaving the carcass. They were prosecuted, of course. A couple years before that we had a stand on the adjoining property right on the line facing us. We caught him shooting a little buck and prosecuted him.

The land I have now is landlocked by QDM hunting clubs and large property owners that don't seem to hunt. No road frontage to shoot or dump from and so far no issues with pressure at all. I did find a fence torn down and saw where the people who hunted it before me felled trees in the logging roads to discourage 4 wheelers. I'll be putting up fresh T posts, barbed wire, signs and cameras over there. I will also be riding my imaginary horse wearing only boots, a tin foil covered football helmet and an M-4 slung over my back. Nothing like a little unpredictability to give poachers a moment of pause. Giddy-up Nellie!

 

[Pic IN the Casa]

I'll tell y'all a good one a couple of friends played on me:

My two buddies invited me out to hunt some property the last week of the season about 15 years ago. Told me where property lines were and where they thought I should sit. I brought a pop up blind and marched a mile or so to the back side of the land. Set up the blind, got settled and waited with anticipation.

I kept hearing a four wheeler in the distance but didn't think much about it. Finally, I heard it getting closer. Then I get a call from one of them telling me to 'get out of there'. I said 'WHAT?' He said, 'yeah man, that area isn't our land and I didn't think the owner was around but he's coming back there now.'

I hang up, throw my pack out of the blind, grab my gun and literally pull the blind up from the ground and start running as I hear the 4 wheeler getting closer. I come to a barbed wire fence, throw everything over and decide I was going to one hop it. This didn't go so good as my pants get caught on the barb and I flip over and find myself hanging like a coyote. I rip my pants, grab my stuff and trot to a secluded spot to lick my wounds and see if I had spilled any of my gear during the process of fleeing.

After packing the blind, which I had been carrying the whole time, into its pouch I started heading back to my truck. I tried calling my friend but he never answered. By the time I see my truck my two friends were standing there too. When I got within earshot I started cussing them like a sailor.

They both started laughing, rolling on the ground and pointing at me. One of them said, "dude, you should have seen yourself!!"

Come to find out it was their land and they had planned the whole thing. One was on the four wheeler while the other was watching from a distance as I umpa-lumpa'd through the woods with a pack, gun and an open blind. It took me a few minutes to be able to look back and laugh at the situation but I finally did. Somebody should have video'd it. Good times, for sure.

 

[ImThere]

AND which trespasser turned you in?

the one and only "ImThere"

Ha. I don't bait my friend. Not since I lived in Arkansas as a teenager, where it was legal.

Food plots are much more reliable.

Thats not the point. The point is, as a taxpayer, this is on the FAR end of the spectrum of things that I care about. The whole baiting, don't bait, 250 yards stuff is a laughable joke anyways.

I think you took that wrong. I literally meant who trespassed on your property and told the game warden there was corn on the ground?


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[TNDeerHunter270]

I missed a 230 yard shot on a buck of a lifetime last season. It would have been much worse if I had just severely wounded him but it was a clean miss. Not sure what happened. He was a huge bodied 12 point, I'd say 150 or 160 class.. I have been practicing with the rifle a lot more this season. It was a humbling experience for sure..


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[UTGrad]

It does suck BSK left but maybe if the mods were aware of some flaming they could have gotten involved?

 

[UTGrad]

Archery Talk used to have real life world champion archers posting on there but some wannabe internet superheroes tried to act like they knew more than the world's best. Needless to say the wannabes ran off the real life pros.

 

[UTGrad]

Could you imagine being a world champion archer and having some no name douche bag cutting you down on a public forum? I'd quit forums as well if I was in that situation.

 

[csi-tech]

My Father-in-law gave the guy that changed his oil at Wal-Mart permission to hunt where I was. I arrived and climbed into my stand in the dark opening day of gun season. I could see the TWRA agent across the field warming up his truck. Then, just as the sun starts to come up I see two deer carcasses with no head and corn all over the place. I climbed down and didn't hunt there again until this year. It would not do for me to see him again. What a POS.

We called him Sunrise surprise after that.

 

[catman529]

I'll tell y'all a good one a couple of friends played on me:

My two buddies invited me out to hunt some property the last week of the season about 15 years ago. Told me where property lines were and where they thought I should sit. I brought a pop up blind and marched a mile or so to the back side of the land. Set up the blind, got settled and waited with anticipation.

I kept hearing a four wheeler in the distance but didn't think much about it. Finally, I heard it getting closer. Then I get a call from one of them telling me to 'get out of there'. I said 'WHAT?' He said, 'yeah man, that area isn't our land and I didn't think the owner was around but he's coming back there now.'

I hang up, throw my pack out of the blind, grab my gun and literally pull the blind up from the ground and start running as I hear the 4 wheeler getting closer. I come to a barbed wire fence, throw everything over and decide I was going to one hop it. This didn't go so good as my pants get caught on the barb and I flip over and find myself hanging like a coyote. I rip my pants, grab my stuff and trot to a secluded spot to lick my wounds and see if I had spilled any of my gear during the process of fleeing.

After packing the blind, which I had been carrying the whole time, into its pouch I started heading back to my truck. I tried calling my friend but he never answered. By the time I see my truck my two friends were standing there too. When I got within earshot I started cussing them like a sailor.

They both started laughing, rolling on the ground and pointing at me. One of them said, "dude, you should have seen yourself!!"

Come to find out it was their land and they had planned the whole thing. One was on the four wheeler while the other was watching from a distance as I umpa-lumpa'd through the woods with a pack, gun and an open blind. It took me a few minutes to be able to look back and laugh at the situation but I finally did. Somebody should have video'd it. Good times, for sure.

man that's awesome. Bet you were PO'ed for a minute lol


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[Jcalder]

When I was dating my first wife I was trying for an evening hunt. I was supposed to be at her house at certain. I finally realized I was gonna be late but wanted to get in the last 5 minutes of light. Finally I decided I was in the doghouse and had to go. Tied my gun off and lowered it to the ground. Got stood up and proceeded to climb down and had a deer 20 yards behind me. I have no idea what it was. All I know is it was right there and my rifle was on the ground. I couldn't pull it up fast enough. Deer spooked a bit but still hung around at around 50 yards. Got the gun to where I could grab the stock and the barrel hit the foot part of my climber. All I remember is seeing the white going out of site lol.

Just this past weekend I decided to hunt my uncles stand and he was gonna hunt mine. His spot has produced the past couple years and I figured I was at the advantage. He killed and I seen nothing.

I did help drag it out and took it home so I did win a little lol.

When I first started hunting I always say on the ground. The second season I got to hunt we were remodeling my parents house and doing the work ourselves I didn't really get to go. The next season I planned on going all I could. Well we got a climber and I've never been in one. I'm guessing the stand I was in was similar to a baker stand. I was ultimately taught that when you want to come down you lower the seat part and bear hug the tree and kick the stand out from under you and shimmy down the tree. Done great trying it out. Fast forward to season and I was up in that stand. We hunted up the road and my stepdad would come pick us up at dark. I remember hearing his truck pull up by our pickup spot. I was wearing his rain coat that evening. Knowing we were fairly poor and his raincoat was expensive I took it off and thru it to the ground. Grabbed the tree and kicked the stand. I've always been heavy lol. Well the stand didn't move. And I started sliding and I got in a bind. Legs cramped a bit and I went to kicking. Finally the stand went crashing and slid down the tree as fast as a firefighter does going down the pole. Finally hit the ground trying to gather my senses. My shirt was somewhere around my neck and chin. Both arms were similar to hamburger. Stomach was ate up. My face bounced off the tree a few times. Nose was a little skinned. I've never used that method again lol.


Big or small, kill em all

 

[RidgeRunner13]

I'll tell y'all a good one a couple of friends played on me:

My two buddies invited me out to hunt some property the last week of the season about 15 years ago. Told me where property lines were and where they thought I should sit. I brought a pop up blind and marched a mile or so to the back side of the land. Set up the blind, got settled and waited with anticipation.

I kept hearing a four wheeler in the distance but didn't think much about it. Finally, I heard it getting closer. Then I get a call from one of them telling me to 'get out of there'. I said 'WHAT?' He said, 'yeah man, that area isn't our land and I didn't think the owner was around but he's coming back there now.'

I hang up, throw my pack out of the blind, grab my gun and literally pull the blind up from the ground and start running as I hear the 4 wheeler getting closer. I come to a barbed wire fence, throw everything over and decide I was going to one hop it. This didn't go so good as my pants get caught on the barb and I flip over and find myself hanging like a coyote. I rip my pants, grab my stuff and trot to a secluded spot to lick my wounds and see if I had spilled any of my gear during the process of fleeing.

After packing the blind, which I had been carrying the whole time, into its pouch I started heading back to my truck. I tried calling my friend but he never answered. By the time I see my truck my two friends were standing there too. When I got within earshot I started cussing them like a sailor.

They both started laughing, rolling on the ground and pointing at me. One of them said, "dude, you should have seen yourself!!"

Come to find out it was their land and they had planned the whole thing. One was on the four wheeler while the other was watching from a distance as I umpa-lumpa'd through the woods with a pack, gun and an open blind. It took me a few minutes to be able to look back and laugh at the situation but I finally did. Somebody should have video'd it. Good times, for sure.

That's pretty funny. I might have to keep that little trick in mind lol