My Funniest Hunt EVER!

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We went to the prairies last Wed with my buddy and put quite a few clicks (15 or so, by the map) on our boots, in canyons, up and down, through buffalo berry, wild rose, streams, badlands to get back to our truck empty by two pm. Pushed whitetail doe (wt buck tag only :() out of the bush, saw at least seven mulie bucks at 15 to just over 200yrds (guess what? NO BUCK TAG! :p), missed two does (one bolted out of bush right between us, so had to hold to hold his shot and we also were looking in opposite directions at the time, one clean miss, strong crosswind). So here we are, 2pm, exhausted, disappointed with ourselves, making last painful climb out of the canyon right from just below our truck parked on the trail on top. Just to shoot two antlerless mulies 200yrds from the truck!!! :D

C'mon, share your stories.
 
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From this years hunt.

I was sitting on a deer trail in the woods and gave a couple of grunts on my call. Within 30 seconds I heard a noise behind me and turned to look.

Two does were coming full bore about 20 feet away. I had to roll on the ground and the first one went right over me while the second got turned to the side.

I regained my feet just to see them run back up through the woods out of sight.

After my heart started again, I gave another call.

Within 10 seconds, the biggest doe ran right back at me again down the same trail.

One 30-30 shot to the neck dropped it about 20 yards in front of me.

Will be remembered as the year the deer almost got me.
 
Two friends of mine were moose hunting years back on an old mining road. They stopped their truck and walked 1 km to a swamp and called and stayed about an hour. When they walked back to their truck they found large bull moose tracks right on the shoulder of the road for about 200 yards, right where there truck was. The tracks had not been there before. Even worse, the bull had rubbed all up and down one side of their pickup, leaving it's stink and quite a few hairs smeared into the road dirt on the truck! This particular pair of guys had the worst luck; they never came back with anything. Lucky I always had a some handy excuse not to go hunting with them!
 
northman999 said:
the tracks had not been there before. Even worse, the bull had rubbed all up and down one side of their pickup, leaving it's stink and quite a few hairs smeared into the road dirt on the truck!
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lmao :D

.330Dakota said:
At least you didn't have to drag them up the canyon.
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Yeah that was kind of them

red-eye you should have called the police on suspicion a plane carrying load of crack cocaine or similar substance crash landed near by... :D
 
This occured many many years ago. I was hunting bear back in BC as a kid( 17 years old). We were up on a ridge glassing. The road was at the bottom and from where I was I could see my truck. The truck was used to haul garbage and stuff to the dump from a family members meat buisiness. At the time there was no garbage in the back but I'm sure there was definitely the smell of it.

I was on the ridge for about and hour when I see a bear in the back of the truck sniffing around. Finding nothing he just left. It would of been quite funny if I was close enough to drop him right in the back of the truck. Handy too:D
 
Month ago me and 2 of my friends were hunting deer west of Kamloops in 3"-4" of fresh snow. About 9am while on foot we heard two shots not more than 1/2 klick away, so somebody got lucky... About 11am while sitting in the suv, warming up and eating, we saw red Toyota 4 Runner leaving that area road, almost dead end (to rough later on to drive)we were interested to hunt to start with. Thing is, the fog started to be very heavy, so we were thinking to drive lower in elevation to start in fresh place. I wanted to see what the other guys got, so we drove ahead, saw lots of up and down tire marks(shooting from truck) and about 60 to 70yds away in deep woods - tracks of 3 running away deer, and lots of human prints all over. Ok, they missed... 400 yards later in small opening I saw very nervous doe and spike, to quick and to far, to have chance of scoring at deer in full flight. So where is the third deer? (snow was only hours old) Back to first place, nose to the gound. After the shots all 3 deer were traveling together for 80 yds or so, then one of them went his own way....strange...20yds later that single one did drop single drop of blood, 200yds latter 3 or 4 more, so me and my buddy keep tracking... It is noon now and 500yds from road we found fresh bloody deer bed, 50yds latter spike mule deer still alive, but down and unable to run anymore, and I finnish him promptly to stop his suffering. He had his ear punctured in the middle and one spike brocken off on the same level by 1 bullet. Second bullet nicked the neck slightly. In the next 1/2 an hour, he would be coyote meal. That's how I filled my mule tag this year. Funny? maybe not, but I feel good inside anyway.
 
gunrunner8 said:
Month ago me and 2 of my friends were hunting deer west of Kamloops in 3"-4" of fresh snow. About 9am while on foot we heard two shots not more than 1/2 klick away, so somebody got lucky... About 11am while sitting in the suv, warming up and eating, we saw red Toyota 4 Runner leaving that area road, almost dead end (to rough later on to drive)we were interested to hunt to start with. Thing is, the fog started to be very heavy, so we were thinking to drive lower in elevation to start in fresh place. I wanted to see what the other guys got, so we drove ahead, saw lots of up and down tire marks(shooting from truck) and about 60 to 70yds away in deep woods - tracks of 3 running away deer, and lots of human prints all over. Ok, they missed... 400 yards later in small opening I saw very nervous doe and spike, to quick and to far, to have chance of scoring at deer in full flight. So where is the third deer? (snow was only hours old) Back to first place, nose to the gound. After the shots all 3 deer were traveling together for 80 yds or so, then one of them went his own way....strange...20yds later that single one did drop single drop of blood, 200yds latter 3 or 4 more, so me and my buddy keep tracking... It is noon now and 500yds from road we found fresh bloody deer bed, 50yds latter spike mule deer still alive, but down and unable to run anymore, and I finnish him promptly to stop his suffering. He had his ear punctured in the middle and one spike brocken off on the same level by 1 bullet. Second bullet nicked the neck slightly. In the next 1/2 an hour, he would be coyote meal. That's how I filled my mule tag this year. Funny? maybe not, but I feel good inside anyway.
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Good job. Nice to see that deer was not wasted. To many so called hunters lack the ambition to find a wounded animal or even to look PROPERLY after they shoot.
 
Kudo's and good karma to you on your next hunt, you did more than any weekend sportmans (so called) would have done! You honor your fellow hunters with these actions. Wish there was more of the likes of ya around here!
 
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... quite a few clicks (15 or so, by the map) on our boots, in canyons, up and down, through buffalo berry, wild rose, streams, badlands to get back to our truck empty by two pm. Pushed whitetail doe (wt buck tag only :() out of the bush, saw at least seven mulie bucks at 15 to just over 200yrds (guess what? NO BUCK TAG! :p), missed two does (one bolted out of bush right between us, so had to hold to hold his shot and we also were looking in opposite directions at the time, one clean miss, strong crosswind). So here we are, 2pm, exhausted, disappointed with ourselves, making last painful climb out of the canyon right from just below our truck parked on the trail on top. Just to shoot two antlerless mulies 200yrds from the truck!!! :D

C'mon, share your stories.
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That's a pretty normal hunt for me, except for the last bit.
 
gunrunner8 said:
Month ago me and 2 of my friends were hunting deer west of Kamloops in 3"-4" of fresh snow. About 9am while on foot we heard two shots not more than 1/2 klick away, so somebody got lucky... About 11am while sitting in the suv, warming up and eating, we saw red Toyota 4 Runner leaving that area road, almost dead end (to rough later on to drive)we were interested to hunt to start with. Thing is, the fog started to be very heavy, so we were thinking to drive lower in elevation to start in fresh place. I wanted to see what the other guys got, so we drove ahead, saw lots of up and down tire marks(shooting from truck) and about 60 to 70yds away in deep woods - tracks of 3 running away deer, and lots of human prints all over. Ok, they missed... 400 yards later in small opening I saw very nervous doe and spike, to quick and to far, to have chance of scoring at deer in full flight. So where is the third deer? (snow was only hours old) Back to first place, nose to the gound. After the shots all 3 deer were traveling together for 80 yds or so, then one of them went his own way....strange...20yds later that single one did drop single drop of blood, 200yds latter 3 or 4 more, so me and my buddy keep tracking... It is noon now and 500yds from road we found fresh bloody deer bed, 50yds latter spike mule deer still alive, but down and unable to run anymore, and I finnish him promptly to stop his suffering. He had his ear punctured in the middle and one spike brocken off on the same level by 1 bullet. Second bullet nicked the neck slightly. In the next 1/2 an hour, he would be coyote meal. That's how I filled my mule tag this year. Funny? maybe not, but I feel good inside anyway.
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I wish more hunters would go the extra mile to go after there wounded game..! congrats!
 
many years ago when i first tried bow hunting. i went out to a friends farm and parked my car and started hunting like i do with a rifle. anyways as i come back toward my car, there are a half dozen deer around my car checking it out.
 
The was a hunter who was having an affair. Telling his wife he was going hunting he departed after picking up his lady friend. They found a nice spot to park the camper, and the non-hunting activities commenced. The next morning when he got up to use the washroom, there appeared a legal moose. One shot and he had both proof and an alibi.
 
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