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<blockquote data-quote="gareyg" data-source="post: 2889548" data-attributes="member: 78874"><p>These are great stories. Here's a couple climbing tree stand adventures.</p><p></p><p>Bowhunting public land in Texas, Davy Crockett National Park. I hike far in early in the dark and come out well after dark to hopefully avoid other hunters. I'm in the dark in heavy rain, and spot a large, leaning but climb-able tree over a small stream. I thought great, I can climb on the under side and hunt at least a little out of this rain. I try to get up as high as I can. I get about 25 feet up the tree, using my tiny headlamp to look around and map the ground in my head as much as I can on the way up. Apparently I wasn't the only one taking advantage of that meager shelter. For some reason I happen to look up and I'm face to face with a large snake all balled up around something. He's so close he probably could have licked my nose. I have no where to go, so in the split second before I figured I would get bit in the face, I throw the hardest left hook I can. I'm hoping that he's wrapped around a twig or dead branch and I'll knock him out of the spot, and not just really **** him off! Thankfully it worked, and he sailed off into the dark never to be seen again. I kept an eye out around that tree trunk all day, as I figured he might climb back up there just to kick my ***. I always look a tree over good all the way up for limbs and stuff before climbing but somehow missed this little rascal. It happened too fast for me to really get a good look to identify the snake. I could have easily ended up dangling from my safety strap, backpack and bow still slung over my back, over a stream, wrassling with a snake, trying to at least figure out which end was which in the dark.</p><p></p><p>Tree stand hunting in the Mississippi Delta National Forest near Yazoo City late in the year. Climbed up a tree near a small creek running through a swamp. Most of the way up the tree and there's this very large vine, several inches thick trailing out on a branch and blocking my climb. Out comes my trusty little pocket saw, and I dice up this limb, over my head. Had a decent hunt, got a nice little buck. On the way out riding with my partner from Brandon, MS, I see a bunch more of those odd vines, with all these little limbs poking straight out of them. I ask my buddy "say what are those strange vines". He says oh that's poison ivy, stay away from it. Geez I had that sawdust everywhere, in my hair, down my neck, in my pants, arms, all over. I tried to scrub it all off with TecNu when we got back to his home, but had horrible itching all over for days.</p><p></p><p>Lessons learned.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="gareyg, post: 2889548, member: 78874"] These are great stories. Here's a couple climbing tree stand adventures. Bowhunting public land in Texas, Davy Crockett National Park. I hike far in early in the dark and come out well after dark to hopefully avoid other hunters. I'm in the dark in heavy rain, and spot a large, leaning but climb-able tree over a small stream. I thought great, I can climb on the under side and hunt at least a little out of this rain. I try to get up as high as I can. I get about 25 feet up the tree, using my tiny headlamp to look around and map the ground in my head as much as I can on the way up. Apparently I wasn't the only one taking advantage of that meager shelter. For some reason I happen to look up and I'm face to face with a large snake all balled up around something. He's so close he probably could have licked my nose. I have no where to go, so in the split second before I figured I would get bit in the face, I throw the hardest left hook I can. I'm hoping that he's wrapped around a twig or dead branch and I'll knock him out of the spot, and not just really **** him off! Thankfully it worked, and he sailed off into the dark never to be seen again. I kept an eye out around that tree trunk all day, as I figured he might climb back up there just to kick my ***. I always look a tree over good all the way up for limbs and stuff before climbing but somehow missed this little rascal. It happened too fast for me to really get a good look to identify the snake. I could have easily ended up dangling from my safety strap, backpack and bow still slung over my back, over a stream, wrassling with a snake, trying to at least figure out which end was which in the dark. Tree stand hunting in the Mississippi Delta National Forest near Yazoo City late in the year. Climbed up a tree near a small creek running through a swamp. Most of the way up the tree and there's this very large vine, several inches thick trailing out on a branch and blocking my climb. Out comes my trusty little pocket saw, and I dice up this limb, over my head. Had a decent hunt, got a nice little buck. On the way out riding with my partner from Brandon, MS, I see a bunch more of those odd vines, with all these little limbs poking straight out of them. I ask my buddy "say what are those strange vines". He says oh that's poison ivy, stay away from it. Geez I had that sawdust everywhere, in my hair, down my neck, in my pants, arms, all over. I tried to scrub it all off with TecNu when we got back to his home, but had horrible itching all over for days. Lessons learned. [/QUOTE]
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