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What’s your spookiest hunting experience?
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<blockquote data-quote="craig hicks" data-source="post: 2889388" data-attributes="member: 109157"><p>My scariest was actually my dad's. He told me this story when I was mid 20's and anticipating the birth of my own son.</p><p>I was about 7 or 8 years old, and my dad and his partner Dan Culley sometimes took me along on their duck hunting trips. One morning the three of us went to a new pond in the overgrown field of a long abandoned homestead. The seasonal pond had grown a large perimeter of reeds, cattails and marsh grass. We blazed a trail through the cattails in the predawn darkness, and started spreading the decoys. After that was done, dad remembered he had left his thermos of coffee back at the Jeep. He asked me if I felt I could take his flashlight and go retreive it. I was a little nervous, but I said ok. I made my way back through the 100 yards or so to the rig and brought back the thermos. When the sun got high we picked up the decoys and started back down the now tramped down trail. About half way back my dad stopped cold. In front of him, nearly centered in the path, was a half covered hole. The hole turned out to be a hand dug well. It was about 18 inches in diameter, deeply dug and full of water to within three feet of ground level. All of us had managed to miss it on the way in, in the dark, and me on my solo trip for coffee.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="craig hicks, post: 2889388, member: 109157"] My scariest was actually my dad's. He told me this story when I was mid 20's and anticipating the birth of my own son. I was about 7 or 8 years old, and my dad and his partner Dan Culley sometimes took me along on their duck hunting trips. One morning the three of us went to a new pond in the overgrown field of a long abandoned homestead. The seasonal pond had grown a large perimeter of reeds, cattails and marsh grass. We blazed a trail through the cattails in the predawn darkness, and started spreading the decoys. After that was done, dad remembered he had left his thermos of coffee back at the Jeep. He asked me if I felt I could take his flashlight and go retreive it. I was a little nervous, but I said ok. I made my way back through the 100 yards or so to the rig and brought back the thermos. When the sun got high we picked up the decoys and started back down the now tramped down trail. About half way back my dad stopped cold. In front of him, nearly centered in the path, was a half covered hole. The hole turned out to be a hand dug well. It was about 18 inches in diameter, deeply dug and full of water to within three feet of ground level. All of us had managed to miss it on the way in, in the dark, and me on my solo trip for coffee. [/QUOTE]
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