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I was in this tree stand one season and its back when I dipped and my dumb-butt spit out the dip on the ground and sure enough right when I did it, I looked up and there was a big butt 10 point staring at me and then it hauled tail out of there. I was upset and just threw another dip in.
 

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I once fell asleep and woke up with three deer staring at me not more than a foot away.wondering what i was and why i was snoring so loud:lol:
 

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haha i chew dip also, but i dont spit it on the ground when im in the tree stand i have a spit bottle i hang from a tree with a nice peice of string lol works out great
 

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I once fell asleep and woke up with three deer staring at me not more than a foot away.wondering what i was and why i was snoring so loud:lol:
Sound like my dad. Took him and my son out one time with the plan that the deer would come by him first then to my son then on to me. Well to make a long story short my son shot 2 and I shot 2. After all of that shooting we got down and woke him up completely unaware of any deer or shooting that took place.:no::lol:
 

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This is still not a funny to me but..... We all had radios hunting some deep wood lands where cell phone signals dont exist.. The call came through that the truck was leaving in an hour or so. So we all started preparing to make our way out. I took the cap out of my muzzleloader for the descent down the tree. As soon as i get the cap out and in my pocket I hear movement to my left.. The biggest deer (still to this day) that Ive ever seen was 40 yds away watching me move. Needless to say after a 5 min stare down he ran off.

Im sure its funny to some... But me Im still thinking JUST 5 MORE MINS!!!
 

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I hear you Buck......awhile back I was up in tree till about 1130am and hadn't seen a thing, that is until the climb down. As I was descending down in my climber I get 1/2 way down when I see a big bodied, heavy horned 6 pt heading my way with nose to ground just chugging away right by me as I watch in disbelief. Well for being a 6 pt that guy was huge and I've never seen it again and I do wish that I could've got him because he was a serious contender. Some time later I read an article on climbing treestands on rough bark trees sounding like a buck fight or something. But IDK maybe he was just on his way through.
 

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Last night I was sitting on the side of a canyon when several does kinda snuck up on me. They were right down below me about 20 yards away. My bow was leaning up against a tree in front of me, so while I was watching the deer I reached for the bow. I bumped it wrong, and the bow went bouncing down the canyon wall. The deer scattered, and I just picked up my bow and went back to the house.
 

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Those are some of the saddest funny stories ever.

Here's one, ya’ll ain’t gonna believe this.

My brother and I were hunting together on the last day of the season down off the side of Jump off mountain, it was so steep it would kill us to get down there and when we killed a deer it really killed us to get one out.

When we got down to the level we wanted to hunt we split up and spread out. It's hard to explain but the mountain would kind of stair step down with these level benches and you would go from bench to bench following the drainage valleys.

Anyway the story is brother shot a huge 10 point and it just dropped on the spot. When he got down to it he let out a big rebel yell and I knew by the yell that it was not just any buck but a big buck that he had killed. After he put his kill tag on the antler he was sitting there admiring it when noticed he didn't see any blood or a bullet hole, there was just a big notch out of one of the antlers.

Well he didn't care dead was dead and that was his trophy. He pulled out his skinning knife, rolled the buck over to start to gut it when his trophy kicked him in the leg got up and run my way.

I'm walking towards brother when I see this huge 10 point running my direction. It saw me first and turned and went down the mountain to the next level. The next thing I see is brother running along behind it with riffle in one hand and skinning knife in the other hollering "Which way did it go?”
I just pointed down the mountain and at that moment we hear, bam, bam, bam, WhooooHooo!

Brother didn't even slow down, he just ran off the side mountain. He got to the buck about the same time the other hunter did and hollers "that's my buck". The other guy says "the heck it is I just shot it"

Brother says "that may be but look it's got my tag on the antler” Now you can only imagine the look on this guys face. After a moment of silence the other guy said. "Anyone who can tag one on the run like that deserves the deer":biggrin:

Apparently brothers shot hit the buck’s antler and knocked him out cold. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.
 

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:wacko: You crack me up buckshot!!!! No way that ones true...


flexj I think I would have done the same thing you did.. Pack up and go home.. And kick every tree I walked by.. :wallbash:
 

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I was once bowhunting in Putnum County NY and found a ledge with a 3 foot shelf running up about 20 ft high. I could step onto the shelf from the side of the hill. I thought to myself "what a spot". When I got up there I found if I stood up I could see behind me with my eyes about 3" above dirt level. It was perfectly flat for 50 yards. Well a few hours later I decide to peak over the back edge and there is a little 30 lb deer looking my way. She seen movement and came to investigate. I ducked down for a few moments. When I peaked over the edge again she was at the edge looking at me about 2 ft away. She proceeded to stick her face within 4" of mine. My face was painted and I felt her breath from her nostrils. I could of grabbed her and slung her over the ledge but instead I bust out laughing and she blasted out of there to be with mama.
 

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well i got one for ya

about three years ago me and my husband when hunting on opening day of firearms. well it's about an 1 and a half drive down and with the coffee and all by the time we got there jeff had to go. so he gets out of the truck and walks back a little bit to relive him self when about half way threw the biggest doe he has ever seen walked 4 foot in front of him. so he comes running back to the truck sertian body parts floping in the breeze. grabs his shot gun and fires. now i knew he hit the doe but he was sure he missed. untill about three hours later when i was going to my other stand and i found his monster doe about 3 hundred yards into the woods. allways thought that pee would run a deer off but so far we see them when he pees now figure that one out.
 

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fuuny story

So the last day of the year me and a couple of my buddies were on a deer drive. And one of the guys that was with us named Kyle isnt really a hunter at all, doesnt really care about it that much I think it was actually his first time hunting... Kyle had to borrow a shotgun and ammo. Our friend Nick lended him the goods... we drove a block once and my brother killed a six point, next drive my brother got a doe and a couple other guys missed some does, third drive Kyle decided he would cut off my brother ( since he was having so much luck ) by standing in between him and the block of woods. Sure enough we jumped a monster and he ran right over the top of Kyle almost gored him... Kyle unloaded on the buck but it didnt seem to phase him, when he got to my brother my brother killed him... when we got to the deer and everyone was talking Kyle said he couldnt believe he missed that buck, and my buddy Nick who lended him the gun and ammo said it was cause the ammo was bird shot and that if Kyle had actually looked at the ammo when he loaded the gun he would have known that !!!
Nick pulled the ultimate redneck punk'd !!! And my brother sure is glad he did !!!
 

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A couple years ago me and my 2 friends were Turkey hunting and the 3 of us are pretty good at calling Spring birds. Well anyway, when we're walking through the woods and hear a gobble the closest hunter nearest the gobbler will set up for the shot and the 2 callers will set back a little bit. Earlier on I jumped the gun and fired on a gobbler a little too early and had a clean miss. The one that was laughing at me and heckling the crap out of me for like 2 hrs was about to setup on a gobbler coming in quick. Well he's an older fella and swears by this old, old, 12 gauge that looks like a civil war musket or something and it has no choke and he fills it with any type of turkey shells so there are reds, yellows, greens, and blues (shells) being stuck in there. Well the gobblers responding quick and I say "here, take my gun I can't stand that gun of yours and YOU will probably miss the darn bird anyways". Well I give him mine and within a few minutes I can see ole' longbeard strutting away coming right in firing line of my buddy and this was a sweet bird too. Next thing you hear is a loud click, a couple of swear words and then turkey wings flapping and the the familiar sound of a shotgun chambering a round. At that exact moment I remember firing at the turkey earlier and NOT rechambering a shell. Well he found out the hard way and he looks back at me all mad with his camo face mask on swearing and cussing "Nate, you " " " " " " " " " " "" " " " " "" " "" there's no round in this " " """ " "" "" "" " " " " " """" and both of them honestly thought that I purposely did that to get a little even with the heckler and to this day they both still are a little hesitant about believing me but it still get us roaring with laughter especially when turkey season comes around.
 

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A few years back I had climbed pretty high and took off my orange vest since turkeys have busted me in the past[they arent color blind you know]. There was a well used trail intersecting the faint trail I was setup on but it was downwind so I wasent watching behind me much, when all of a sudden I hear a zipper! I turned around and not 20 yards behind my tree a hunter had come up, leaned his gun against a tree and was fixin to take a crap right there!!! I whistled pretty loud and scared the guy out of his skin. He zipped up his coveralls grabbed his gun and left in a hurry.
 

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I bout forgot about this one. I had had about a pot of coffee on my way to a public hunting area and there was a growed over field to my right and woods to my left on a long straight dirt road. I had to pee bad and I passed a parked truck and saw another way up ahead parked so I got about halfway between the 2 trucks and jumped out to pee when low and behold there was a guy in a tree right there. He had a strong northern accent and yelled " Oh no bro your messing up my spot!!! I could see the cherry of his cigarette in the tree as I finished and explained about the whole pot of coffee and the 70 mile trip from home to here but he was Upset. Im glad he was in a tree.:coffee: He must have rode with one of the others and walked down there. Thatll teach him.:tongue:
 

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My best friend growing up and long time hunting buddy were out bowhunting about 2-3 years ago. It was an absolute BEAUTIFUL afternoon. We started onto my property and I went to my brand new lock-on stand on the edge of a clover/wheat field. After making sure I was settled in my stand, my buddy wished me luck and made his way back across the field and continued on the field road to a stand further on down.

Bout 15 mins later, I noticed my buddy walking the field road back towards the truck....I tried to whistle at him to get his attention but he didn't look. All of a sudden he broke out into a run and dissappeared from my sight. 15-20 more mins go by and then I see my buddy coming straight for my stand. When he gets to my tree he simply says, "Let's go." Of course I asked "Why?" Again he said, "LET'S GO!!!"

I proceeded to get my gear and climb down the tree. When I was on the ground I asked, " Why do we have to go?" I was getting mad at the thought of leaving this perfect bowhunting afternoon to go to the house. With an ashamed look on his face he said (and I'll never forget this) "I S**T on myself." I thought it was a joke. Then he told me his story....

"I felt it coming so I got out of my tree and started heading for the trucks. I didn't want to take a dump in the fields because it would scare the deer away for a good while. Bout halfway across the field your in, it hit...that's why I started running...I started stripping off clothes as I was running, but by the time I got to a spot where it would do no harm to poop....time ran out!" His next words will stick with me forever..."I s**t in my pants, ruined my favorite pair of boxers, have leaves in my a**, and just want to go home."

I didn't believe the story but nonetheless started heading to the truck with him. On the way there was a jacket here, fanny pack over there, etc....still I was skeptical. When we got in the truck though, a rancid horrible smell hit me and we both realized is had ran down the back of his pants and he had also stepped in it. Luckily we only had a 5 mile ride back to my house.

He has not and will NEVER live that day down
 
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