Hunting Stories! Please Share Your Hunting Adventures!

[old digger]

Quite a few years ago (before the reintroduction of wolves back into Yellowstone Park) there was a substantial number of elk that exited the park near the town of Gardiner Mt. Every year on opening day, before dawn a large number of hunters would line up in preparation for the legal start for shooting to commence. After all the shooting, the hunters would go out and put their elk tags on their elk.

There was this little old lady that heard about this ritual, and was in need of some meat for the coming winter. But there was just one problem, she didn't have a gun. So she got this idea and went and bought an elk tag.

Early the mourning of the opening day she got up and put on her fur coat and drove to the area where the hunters were lined up, and waited for the shooting to begin. After all the shooting stopped, she ran a fast as she could to put a tag on the closest dead elk. But it seemed that every time slipped and fell someone managed to attach an elk tag to her arm or leg. But through all the adversities she was able to put her elk tag on an elk.


If you have any hunting and fishing stories to share, Please do.

 

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[LifeNRA]

(I posted this the day after I got this buck on a hunting forum here in PA. This was my story for the best buck I ever got. I was so glad my father, at that time he was 72 was there for this!)

The night before the opening day of rifle season(2011), I have the worst night of sleep ever! I was lucky to get three hours max. Been fighting this problem for several weeks. But I get up at 3AM, get my shower and load up the truck. Dad gets here with the coffee and Micky D's sandwiches.

As dawn fast approaches, I am trying so hard to stay awake. Around 6:50AM I hear my first shot, this perks me up! Finally after the archery season shows me no deer, 8:50AM six does run past, now I am really perked up!

But I am looking for that buck, no buck in particular, just a buck! I call my 72 year old father on the radio to check in with him, he seen a few does and a small buck earlier. I am thinking maybe things might turn around, nope! 12 noon, no deer since, thinking about packing it in for the day. 2PM I have everything packed, then two more does show up, ok, Ill stay till four now...

Sitting there debating about telling my father about leaving early on the first day of PA's rifle opener. I hear a crack of a branch, which sounded like something stepped on it! I hear leaves being walked on, but see nothing! Darn squirrels I am thinking!

But then I see a rack moving, but this is not just any rack! ITS HUGE!!!! I noticed two other deer, but never made them out. At this point, my full attention is on this buck! He disappears! I am frantically looking! I found him, and he is walking towards me, cool! Then he stops dead in his tracks looking right at me about 80 yards! He drops his head and swings it right up at me! I am now thinking he knows something is not right! He makes a step up towards the top of the mountain, I squeezed the trigger, threading my bullet between the two trees into his chest. He fly's back down which in turn I followed another shot. Thinking he is down, I grabbed my pack, reload the mag just in case. Once I get within 30-40 yards of him he jumps up, but cant get nowhere, I dispatched him with one more shot!

Oh one more thing! My father has this saying, "You Never Know" Those three words mean more to me now than ever!!!

Here he is!!! Un-official score is 166 5/8.(This was done the day it was shot. There is a drying period that needs to be done for Boone & Crocket measurements. As far as I am concerned, this is what this buck lived at. So to me he is 166 5/8".)

Main left beam was 25.5", main right beam was 24.750". The four largest tines were 9", 9.5", 10.5", and 11". I did not make the Boone & Crocket awards program. Which is any buck that has a net score 160 inch or better. Overall score after the 60 day drying time is 164 3/8". The net score came to 158 2/8" after all the deductions. Although, I did make the Pennsylvania Record Book. Since records were being recorded around 1932, this buck stands at 178 over all. It was the 6th largest recorded buck taken in 2011 in the firearms season.

I named this buck the "YNK buck" after my fathers saying to me all these years hunting together, "YOU NEVER KNOW".

 

[old digger]

That's all it takes LifeNRA, just a little more patience. And I must say, that sure is a dandy of a buck! Look like he carried good length clear out to his G-4 tine. Congratulations!

 

[LifeNRA]

Thanks digger! Come on, I want to read more stories! ALL HUNTING STORIES!!! My favorites are when the younger kids get out there!

 

[bravowhiskey]

Well, you asked for it. we all got a million of 'em.

One of those days fishin....from long ago and far away, back to my teen days.

a buddy and I fishin' an old gravel pit back home (Pylands' Pit) finally were putting the crappie on the stringer. And there were some fat boys on there!! We normally didn't get as lucky as this late afternoon trip. Well it was going on dark so we went to pull up the stringer....a...the stringer. yes, well there was some resistance and when we pulled up one beautiful crappie...head ... WTH...after another to find a 20# snapper on the last fish just finishing him off.
That gluttons' greed cost him his fish eatin' career.
it was turtle for dinner instead of fish that night.
I prefer Crappie.

Happy Trails

 

[TJE]

Damn! old digger...don't know where to start..and if there's even enough room here to tell the entire 'real' story's!

 

[old digger]

Well, you asked for it. we all got a million of 'em.

One of those days fishin....from long ago and far away, back to my teen days.

a buddy and I fishin' an old gravel pit back home (Pylands' Pit) finally were putting the crappie on the stringer. And there were some fat boys on there!! We normally didn't get as lucky as this late afternoon trip. Well it was going on dark so we went to pull up the stringer....a...the stringer. yes, well there was some resistance and when we pulled up one beautiful crappie...head ... WTH...after another to find a 20# snapper on the last fish just finishing him off.
That gluttons' greed cost him his fish eatin' career.
it was turtle for dinner instead of fish that night.
I prefer Crappie.

Happy Trails

It's not a good day when your lines get robbed. I remember when I ran a stringer/trot line when I lived in Oklahoma. My biggest catfish was a 34 #der. Really miss those hot catfishing days, but maybe some day I'll go back and throw a few lines. So is them turtles any good eaten?

 

[old digger]

Damn! old digger...don't know where to start..and if there's even enough room here to tell the entire 'real' story's!

There is plenty of writing space, so what are you waiting for! Why don't you start out with your most memorial moose hunt.

 

[TheCoinKid]

Ok, here's another fishing story, but since it involves guns, I'll go for it.

A friend and I were fishing on a newly-opened lake late one Saturday night. The crappie were feeding off the ecosystem that had developed around the pylons under a bridge that spanned a portion of the lake and the fish were in there thick. The bridge had 4 lanes and was open in the middle between the North and South lanes. Word had gotten out that the fish were biting and boats were tied to every available pylon (dozens of the prettiest bass boats you will ever see). As soon as one boat pulled out, another was waiting to take its place. We're talking redneck heaven on Saturday night, and the beer was flowing.

Sometime during the evening an old wood cutty cabin pulled up catty corner to us with two black gentlemen on board. They started fishing and drinking beer like everyone else, but were a bit louder than the rest. "Call the coast guard, call the coast guard, someone stole my minnow" and the like could be heard coming from the boat.

Sometime after midnight, we heard a loud splash next to the cutty. It got everyone's attention, but no one could figure out what caused it. 45 minutes later, another splash, followed immediately by the sound of a beer bottle breaking on the bow. Someone was on top of the bridge throwing beer bottles at the cutty. It wasn't long until another splash was heard, which was immediately followed by an echoing explosion. My first reaction was crap, someone's on top of the bridge shooting at the boats. The cutty then pulled up anchor and was gone. I asked the guy in the boat next to us, what happened? He said one of the guys on the cutty went down into the cabin, came out with a revolver and fired up on top of the bridge.

I looked around and everyone just stared for a second then went right back to fishing and drinking beer. Another boat pulls right into the spot where the wood cutty vacated. Just another Saturday night on the lake, I guess.

 

[old digger]

That was a good one CoinKid, but did you catch any crappie with all that commotion? lol!

 

[old digger]

By all means, if you want to share any fishing tales, Please Do!

 

[TheCoinKid]

That was a good one CoinKid, but did you catch any crappie with all that commotion? lol!

Yea, and cleaning fish is no fun after a night of debauchery.

 

[releventchair]

Yea, and cleaning fish is no fun after a night of debauchery.

Aww heck, a little soap and water they look right pretty.

One guy came home after a week of hunting and complained to his wife she did not pack him any socks.
She said ,you didn,t open your gun case did you?
I used to work with some one who all ways fired a shot at camp. He said I don,t know what she did but I don,t want to find out!
Another guy came in for lunch and his wife said,honey,the wash machine won,t start.
He said,you know its deer season!.
Came home after dark and she said, dear the sink is stopped up.
He said, you know its deer season! She said ,how would you like to not see me for a couple days? he,s thinking,cool! and says, O.K.!
Well, he did not see her a couple days,then the swelling went down enough he could see her a little out of one eye.

 

[TheCoinKid]

You like young kid stories? Here's one relayed to me by my brother-in-law and 14 year old nephew over Thanksgiving.

They have almost exclusive access to a place in Central Texas that's just loaded with game and, as such, they have no trouble keeping their large freezer filled. My brother-in-law has pretty much given up on hunting, himself, and focuses on letting my nephew take the shots. In recent years, the boy has taken up bow hunting, and has his deer, a feral hog, a turkey and the requisite other small game. Wanting to add a coyote to his list, they went on an overnight trip to a promising area, setup, and commenced to calling. For some reason, the dad left the boy and headed back to their nearby camp. After awhile, the dad noticed that the calling had stopped and decided he'd better see what was up. Heading back up the trail, he runs into the excited boy. Did you get one, he asks? No, but I got something better. A bobcat had come to the call and walked out 25, or so, feet in front of him. My nephew got him on the first shot. My brother-in-law estimated he weighted 35-40 pounds, apparently a pretty big one. He had not expected to add that to his bow hunting kill list anytime soon.

 

[old digger]

I am a firm believer that drinking should NOT be included in operating any boat or when any firearms are being used. Too many stupid accidents will and can happen. Let's all be safe out there.

 

[old digger]

You like young kid stories? Here's one relayed to me by my brother-in-law and 14 year old nephew over Thanksgiving.

They have almost exclusive access to a place in Central Texas that's just loaded with game and, as such, they have no trouble keeping their large freezer filled. My brother-in-law has pretty much given up on hunting, himself, and focuses on letting my nephew take the shots. In recent years, the boy has taken up bow hunting, and has his deer, a feral hog, a turkey and the requisite other small game. Wanting to add a coyote to his list, they went on an overnight trip to a promising area, setup, and commenced to calling. For some reason, the dad left the boy and headed back to their nearby camp. After awhile, the dad noticed that the calling had stopped and decided he'd better see what was up. Heading back up the trail, he runs into the excited boy. Did you get one, he asks? No, but I got something better. A bobcat had come to the call and walked out 25, or so, feet in front of him. My nephew got him on the first shot. My brother-in-law estimated he weighted 35-40 pounds, apparently a pretty big one. He had not expected to add that to his bow hunting kill list anytime soon.

When using a predator call you can never be sure what may come in. I have had hawks, eagles, bears, and even several mountain lion. And a secret hint to those that hunt mule deer, you can sometimes get a mule deer's curiosity with an injured fawn call. I have does come running at me, and bucks will usually stop and look back before hightailing it.

 

[TJE]

There is plenty of writing space, so what are you waiting for! Why don't you start out with your most memorial moose hunt.

Hey old digger, wrote a story here...posted it and nothing happened (it's gone now)...anyone know how I can retrieve it/ how(auto-save)works?
Maybe it was too long?
Thanks.

 

[lisfisher]

I used to hunt deer in NY state, and going way back to my first year, I picked up some buck lure on my way up. So there I was, in the woods on opening day, and had no idea how to use this bottle of doe scent that I had bought. I proceeded to squirt it on about 8 surrounding trees, then some on my boot soles, some where I was sitting, and figured there's only a 1/4 bottle left so I began rubbing it on myself like a cheap cologne.Sat for about 20 minutes when a very large horned creature began heading my way- from behind, and moving at a good pace. Before I knew this buck was nearly up my *ss !! I actually had to jump out of the way. I was so flustered because it happened so quickly, couldn't even get a shot off.

 

[old digger]

Hey old digger, wrote a story here...posted it and nothing happened (it's gone now)...anyone know how I can retrieve it/ how(auto-save)works?
Maybe it was too long?
Thanks.

Okay, that kind of happens to me every so often when it takes me so long to type. When I get done typing and click the ''Post Quick Reply'', nothing happens so I click the ''Go Advanced'' space and usually a window will pop up and ask me to reenter my name and password. Then your written work should reappear, and then you should be able to click the ''Post Quick Reply'' and then your story should boot up.

 

[TJE]

Okay, that kind of happens to me every so often when it takes me so long to type. When I get done typing and click the ''Post Quick Reply'', nothing happens so I click the ''Go Advanced'' space and usually a window will pop up and ask me to reenter my name and password. Then your written work should reappear, and then you should be able to click the ''Post Quick Reply'' and then your story should boot up.

Yup!...are you clairvoyant too bud!!..(knowing it took me 'ages' typing it)!Heh heh.
Gone now I guess, won't type what I Want to say!
Try again soon (got company coming)...