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I figgered with hunting season upon us we may as well share a few war stories.



A buddie of mine told me a dooser, he was 14, it was his first year as a legal hunter and his uncle was going to show him the ropes, they got up early at elk camp and headed to their favorite spot, they see a few elk and the uncle says shoot the cow on the left so my buddie does just that. They walk down the canyon to her and there she lays, the uncle says too keep legal sign your tag and roll it up and put it in her left ear, so he does and says now what, the uncle says you have to cut her throat so my buddie gets his knife out and starts sawing on her throat , the pain must have gave her an addrenelin rush , the cow jump to her feet and hauls butt down the canyon and out off sight and they hear a bang, the 2 of them went scurring down there to find 2 out of state hunters gutting a cow elk, well my budie was only 14 so he says you shot my elk, the 2 hunters said what makes you think its your elk ? he said my tag is in her left ear and punched for today, the 2 hunters laughed and one of them reached in her ear and pulled the tag out , read it and said hey kid you can have the elk !!! :eek:
 
Got another one

Another buddie of mine was at his elk camp and was waiting the arrival of his mother that was overdue, his mom is never late. After about 2 hours he decides to go find his mom, he drove all the way back to the highway and was just above lake viva-naughton when he saw his moms truck in the ditch with the door open, he looked around but couldnt find his mom and then he heard her yell for help , sure enough down at the lake shore he see's his mom standing there holding her gun and an elk was swimming across the lake in the other direction. He hauls butt down there and picks mom up and they drive to the other side of the 3 mile long lake , when the elk gets a couple hundred yards from the shore it see's them and turns aroud again to head for the other side, my buddie drives down the shore a bit and finds a guy loading his boat, he asked the guy for help to get the elk before it drowns !!! So the 2 guys head out on the boat and kinda heard the elk towards his mom and sure enough the elk finally hits shore and mom shoots the elk again... ... ... this time she did it up good... ... ... ... ..... hehehe
 
My brother shot a nice 4point mule deer buck (thats 8 points to the eastern group), walked up to it, stradled it , grabed a horn in left hand with hunting knige in right and as he bent down to cut the throat, the buck "came to" and jumped up----right under my brother and took off! Brother admits his ride lasted only about one jump. His rifle was leaning against a tree within reach of where he fell, so he was able to shoot again before the deer got far. This time when the deer went down, he was a bit more carefull.

There was only one bullet wound in the deers body, but there was a good gouge in the base of one antler.



Vaughn
 
Nobody has a strange story???

OK I will give another story , not to strange though, About 15 yrs ago I shot a real nice 6 Point bull elk on a west slope we call hell hole, this slope is extremely steep , anyhow , I wanted to keep him as neer the top as possible to get him out, I struggled with him to get the gutting done, he rolled once and went down the hill 40 yards when he was half gutted :eek: so I ended up using my boot laces to hold him to a bush while I finnished the gut job.



Come on fellas didnt any of you come back from a walk without half your socks because you forgot some T-paper ??? I know there are more stories out there :confused:



cheers, Kevin
 
Well....

I don't have any really weird stories, just a couple of odd ones...



First is the normal... . got the pants down with "Mr. Happy" letting the kids go, and out walks the buck. Dam bow is 3 feet away at my feet, and I'm in the wide open. Funny how you can see a deer looking at you and saying "hahaha... boy aren't you dumb" as they walk off.



Second, and I'll put the video up when I go home at x-mas, is the deer I shot at 3 steps. Yep, 3 steps. He was in a cave, I snuck up on him, drew back, and out he came. It wasn't the greatest shot (high and back), but it went through both tenderloins, and took out both main arteries just under his spine. He went about 200 yards, stood there for 2 minutes, and fell over dead. I have it on two videos by two different people. Had to show the friggin' video to a game cop to prove I had shot the deer, and not somebody else... . he was surprised too.



Finally, and I'll post this video as well at x-mas, is my grandfather's trip to Wyoming elk hunting this year. He only took 3 shots, and didn't come home with anything. He got a 5 point bull on video at 30 yards, wallowing in the mud hole... . for 20 minutes!!! They say he was just rolling around, and he'd paw the water, and he was just having a good ol' time. It was early in the season, so he was given a pass. Also has 23 bulls on video within 35 yards of him at one time. All of them were too small as well, so they got the pass. Last one from that hunt was on the last night he was there... he took a shot at a bull, and his bottom limb of his bow hit his leg when he released (sitting down in an awkward position). The arrow hit the mud at the bulls feet, and he spooked, but not bad... he only went 10 yards, then CAME BACK and smelled the arrow! I guess when he did though, was out of there... but, 10 minutes later another bull came right in, walked up to the same arrow, and ate it! Actually just the vanes, but he has him on video munching away on the arrow.



I haven't seen the elk videos yet, but I'm excited too. I'll upload all the good ones to my comp and my web space and will link them... they should be some good ones.



Later, Josh.
 
Here's one I just heard on the radio news... .



"A hunter was just shot and killed today by another hunter. The first hunter was walking back to camp after shooting an elk. He packed the meat and put it in his back pack and decided to take the head also. " He tied the head to his pack and was shot by hunter number 2, who mistaken him for an elk. "





Lets all be carefull out there, and think before we act.
 
True story just happened,10-19-02

Last Saturday we (3, 15 year old boys,2 adults) were building a 4x8 elevated hunting blind. About 90 yards across the green field walks out a nice fat doe. My friend Mike who can make sounds like a deer starts making the "fawn in distress" sound.

The doe who is enjoying her morning salt lick raises her head in interest and takes a few steps our way. Then Mike tells the deer to leave in a firm voice. She walks away maybe 8 or 10 steps. Mike begins the fawn call again. She turned and took 3 steps our way and paused. 30 seconds later Mike said "Get on out a here,can't you see we are trying to get some work done" very loudly. She runs about 10 steps away and stopped when Mike gave her the fawn call again.

The power of a mothers love for her fawn.

Tim
 
I have a depravation permit to shoot deer in the orchard anytime due to the damage they cause. One evening while driving in I saw one out chowing on a tree and halfheartedly figured to scare it off with an un-aimed shot with a . 22 pistol from 50 yards. Deer instantly dropped dead. On closer examination I could find no trace of blood or a mark on it. Figured I must have scared it to death. While butchering it found a shattered vertebrate in it's neck. Bullet must have barely grazed it.



A buddy and his girlfriend were driving a section of highway well known for deer hits one night. On their return trip just a few minutes later they saw a very fresh road kill and decided on some free meat and loaded it in the backseat of the Pinto. You guessed it 10 miles down the road the deer woke up and started flailing about, breaking the rear windows and the girlfriend's glasses. These folks must have been hungry, they weren't about to let this deer get away and preceded to try and kill it with the only weapon at hand, a pair of tire chains. Needless to say after ten unfruitful minutes of this they left the car doors open and waited for the deer to exit.
 
Whitmore I should of known you would be coming up with some strange stories:D I don't have any cause I can't remember them. But many years ago I was with my father-in-law. If he wanted me he knew where to go. Anyway we were coming out of this place and he sees a doe(not legal in this county)so he pulls over,pulls out his rifle and shoots it. Deer drops. He has his Black Lab(Sport)in the back of his truck. Dog jumps out and runs to deer and lays down on top or it. Guess he was making sure it stayed there.

Different story but father-in-law and a bunch of us rote none a tank once. We were going around in boat picking of fish. Sport was sitting on bank watching us. Father-in-law hollers at Sport dead fish and he jumps in water. He would swim around pick up fish go to bank and drop it back in water and pick up another fish. Don't remember how many he got out water but it was quite a few.

Another time we went somewhere. Drove up to this fellows house(Sport in back up truck) and he comes out and tells father-in-law to keep his dog in the truck cause if he gets out his dog will kill him. They are off doing something and hear this dog fight going on. They get out back to see whats going on and Sport had come out of truck and was commencing to whip that fellows dogs a**

See what you got me started on now Whitmore. :confused:
 
I guess it’s time for a Swede story. My father-in-law, Swede, has never bought a hunting license in his life. However, he has probably killed more deer than anyone I ever heard of. Raised his family on venison. Always used a . 22. This story happened in the early ‘50s. One night Swede and his friend Ned were driving an old car on the back roads in El Dorado County looking for some meat. They came around a turn and there was a little spike buck in the road. Swede leans out of the window and shoots the deer. He gets out to get the deer and the lights come on in a house they had not seen. So Swede grabs the deer and throws him in the back seat and they get out of there. After a ways the deer gets up and sticks his head between Swede and Ned. Swede asks Ned “who’s your friend” and Ned almost wrecks the car. The deer is not in good shape so Swede didn’t want to shoot him again in the car. So he grabs a hammer from under the seat and climbs in the back with the deer. He says that was a mistake! After a battle he managed to kill the deer. It kicked Ned in the back of the head and he drove into the ditch. The upholstery was torn up. Blood everywhere. Swede was all beat up and his clothes were torn.
 
Well, quite a few years ago, a buddy of mine was out spotlighting whitetails the night before opening. He shines a dandy buck who starts to cross the road in front of him. Buddy accelerates and hits the deer with his car. Deer goes down and buddy throws him in the trunk. Similar scenario, deer starts raising hell, so buddy uses only weapon at hand, i. e. lug wrench for tires. Proceeds to beat the deer to death. BUT to top it all off, the next day he registers this deer in the big buck contest at local bar and ends up winning first prize!
 
Father in law again. Him and a another fellow were coming out of this pasture with his backhoe on his trailer. They had just shot a doe. Had it laying on the trailer between the wheels of the back hole. Just come out of gate and game warden stops them. They get out of truck and talk to game warden but he never did shine lights on trailer to look for deer. Another time mother in law was coming out of same pasture in 66 Bronco and father in law had shot another doe and had it under hood of Bronco. Mother in law had bumped tree earlier and dented hood and it was very hard to open. Game warden stops her and searches. Wants to open hood but he can not get it open. That game warden for fayette county back then always said if he ever caught my father in law he would retire. He never caught him but he did eventually retire.
 
Buddy of mine was out in the woods and had to take a shi. . So he does and uses is hankerchief to wipe his ass but finds he needs more to finish the job. So, after some careful thinking, he gets out his knife and proceeds to cut his unerwear in half and finishes cleaning up. Well, he just kept the other half on and threw it in the washbag at the end of the day. A few days later his wife is doing the wash and finds a half pair of underwear and asks what the hell is this! Needless to say after he told her the story and they told the whole gang what happened it brought tears to our eyes we were laughing so hard.
 
Years ago I used to know an ol man that was pertnear blind, how this man drove a truck was beyond me . Anyhoo he has a pioneer elk licence and goes up to his usual spot, he sits up on a huge rock and watches a small clearing that has a major game trail running thru the middle of it. Sure enough he spots some animals 50 yards off, he pulls up his binoculars to see what they are and confirms they are all cows and calves, He takes a shot at the front blurr and they take off running into the trees so he then takes a shot at the back blurr just before disapering, the olman walks down there and he has 2 dead elk on the ground :eek: He checks the one and finds a bullet hole in her and on the other elk he cant find a bullet hole nowhere, he guts out the one with the hole and then call the Game and Fish to report his mishap with the 2nd elk, the G/F shows up and they check the elk out real good and find no hole either, they did find that the elk had a broken neck though, they got to looking and on a big quakie tree they found a broken branch and elk hair all over it :confused: The G/F came to the conclusion that this was the lead elk and when she went into the trees she must have turned around to see if the others were comming and WAMO tree to neck. :{
 
A unifomed deputy sheriff friend did mostly civil stuff and did not always wear his weapon. One day during deer season he drove a sheriff's van to another town to pick up a stolen cycle. Enroute a nice buck ran into the side of the van. When he looked in the mirror, the buck was standing/wobbling around in the middle of the highway. Thinking it was badly hurt, he decided that he may as well "fill his tag". Being without his firearm, he took the vans L shaped lug wrench, went up to the buck, grabbed it by the horn and whacked it between the horns to finish it off------it didn't finish it off, but it sort of woke it up. He said he was then afraid to turn loose as it was trying to charge him. It wasn't the "fight" with the deer so much as the looks on the faces of passing motorist as they watched what must have appeared to be an attempted arrest that bothered him. He claimed total exhaustion before the arrest (tag filling) was accomplished-----he was so embarrased that he loaded it into the van whole and drove down a side road to dress it out.



Vaughn
 
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