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What’s your spookiest hunting experience?
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<blockquote data-quote="Muddyboots" data-source="post: 3065503" data-attributes="member: 63925"><p>Ok, one more Adirondack story. Hunting same camp, back in really not too far. About 1PM, overlooking a small ravine that dropped into a cedar swamp. I hear something coming. It's big, making more noise than 3 legged elephant. Thinking maybe a wounded deer, I get ready. Out pops a guy dressed in 100% orange. I mean a carrot looked less orange. So annoyed is understatement. I whistle at him when he stopped. Holy crap! He looks up at me and starts freaking running at me. He was about 100yds but holy Hannah, he could stay with Olympic sprinter! Now I am getting bit antsy. Who is this guy? What's his problem? And do I now have a problem? He runs right up to me and my rifle is at arms just in case. </p><p></p><p>He asks me: Do you know where you are?</p><p></p><p>So being young wise <img class="smilie smilie--emoji" loading="lazy" alt="🫏" title="Donkey :donkey:" src="https://cdn.jsdelivr.net/joypixels/assets/8.0/png/unicode/64/1facf.png" data-shortname=":donkey:" /> I said Adirondacks. Well he didn't take too kindly to my humor. So he asked me again and I told him. Then I noticed he was 100% soaking wet in sweat. And dang! He STUNK to HIGH heaven! He evidently started about 15 miles from where we were which was impressive considering the terrain he traveled. Pure fear drove him! He was in full panic attack mode. You could smell the fear it was so bad. He asked me to take him back and I started to laugh and told him how far he was from his starting point. Then he started cussing, swearing he will never leave pavement again, cussing out 1/2 dozen different names. </p><p></p><p>So my afternoon is in crapper from him running marathon through my hunting spot so told him I will take him out to our camp and drive home around to his start location. He was sputtering thanking me. It's was then I noticed his barrel was plugged and round in chamber with holy crap safety was off. I asked to see his rifle, unloaded it and handed it back. He was now in different mindset and kept telling me we needed to move faster. So to keep his mind off his predicament I asked him if he had a compass and no. Maps? No. Food? No. Water? No. Dang! </p><p></p><p>So finally back to camp I waited for some guys to straggle in and told them dropping him off. Dang! It was 25 degrees but had to run with windows down! Stench was freaking HORRIBLE! I finally got to where he started and quite the party! His hunting party was there waiting for him and couldn't believe how far he traveled. This was a group I was very happy was this far away. CLUELESS!</p><p></p><p>That old saying bug eyed with fear? It's true!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Muddyboots, post: 3065503, member: 63925"] Ok, one more Adirondack story. Hunting same camp, back in really not too far. About 1PM, overlooking a small ravine that dropped into a cedar swamp. I hear something coming. It's big, making more noise than 3 legged elephant. Thinking maybe a wounded deer, I get ready. Out pops a guy dressed in 100% orange. I mean a carrot looked less orange. So annoyed is understatement. I whistle at him when he stopped. Holy crap! He looks up at me and starts freaking running at me. He was about 100yds but holy Hannah, he could stay with Olympic sprinter! Now I am getting bit antsy. Who is this guy? What's his problem? And do I now have a problem? He runs right up to me and my rifle is at arms just in case. He asks me: Do you know where you are? So being young wise 🫏 I said Adirondacks. Well he didn't take too kindly to my humor. So he asked me again and I told him. Then I noticed he was 100% soaking wet in sweat. And dang! He STUNK to HIGH heaven! He evidently started about 15 miles from where we were which was impressive considering the terrain he traveled. Pure fear drove him! He was in full panic attack mode. You could smell the fear it was so bad. He asked me to take him back and I started to laugh and told him how far he was from his starting point. Then he started cussing, swearing he will never leave pavement again, cussing out 1/2 dozen different names. So my afternoon is in crapper from him running marathon through my hunting spot so told him I will take him out to our camp and drive home around to his start location. He was sputtering thanking me. It's was then I noticed his barrel was plugged and round in chamber with holy crap safety was off. I asked to see his rifle, unloaded it and handed it back. He was now in different mindset and kept telling me we needed to move faster. So to keep his mind off his predicament I asked him if he had a compass and no. Maps? No. Food? No. Water? No. Dang! So finally back to camp I waited for some guys to straggle in and told them dropping him off. Dang! It was 25 degrees but had to run with windows down! Stench was freaking HORRIBLE! I finally got to where he started and quite the party! His hunting party was there waiting for him and couldn't believe how far he traveled. This was a group I was very happy was this far away. CLUELESS! That old saying bug eyed with fear? It's true! [/QUOTE]
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