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This thread is about stupid stuff you did at camp, and regretted.

I'll start off with today's event.

We took the ATV's into moose camp, to build some stands, fix trails, and make sure the bears had not destroyed the place.
No problem, until we went down to one of the stands on our way home. The beavers had felled a tree across the road, which of course they had submerged :rolleyes: under a couple of feet of water I volunteered to clear the tree. So I drive out in the water, and cut the log off while standing on the bike. I set thew saw in the box at the back of the bike, and proceed to dry land to get it put away. I bump over a submerged log....

When I get to the other side, no saw. :eek: Looking back, I see the bar standing straight up out of the water. H:S:

Damn a guy can be stupid sometimes.

I should have secured that saw.

Oh well, we had two other saws with us, and my stihl has been dried out, lubed, run until hot, and hung up to air dry some more.
I plan to het it up every night this week to annoy the neighbours and finish the job of getting the water up.
 
ok ill bite , stupid thing i did was volunteer to pull a trailer into camp that belonged to someone i just met, the trailer was home made with the front eclosed and the back loaded with two atvs. the hills were steep and rockey and the guys jeep diesel was overheating and my jeep had a lot more clearance. in was no problem. coming out i volentered stupidly and comung down a steep hill with gravel i hear a huge bank and the jeep startes shaking badley. i see the trailer passing the jeep on the right side. i slow the jeep down and realize im still hooked up. the guy made the tongue and front box out of 4 diferent pieces od steel welded and they peeled like a banana. looked at my tailgate and it was indented, rear tire took all the shock, thank god the rear window didnt shater. never ever do i use my vehicle to pull a strangers trailer. guy didnt offer anything for damages and he is very well to do.i always get in trouble giving out a favour.especially in a very remote place.
 
Ya probably shouldn't .... let your buddy cut trees to surround the toilet you made. He'll cut them too short by half, and you'll be the subject of all kinds of looks if you're anywhere near a road or trail.

Smile and wave, smile and wave....
 
Ha Ha chain saw reminded me of a moment that happend to us. We drove 15 hrs up to Thunder Bay area to moose hunt. We busted a Stihl chain saw and were in camp fixing it in the tent as it was raining out.
We heard a ATV pull into camp and all of a sudden some guy flips open the door to the tent and steps in and says

"Are you guys out here moose hunting" ?

I turned around real fast and said "No you P%$king ####### we drove 1500 KM to the middle of no where and put up a prospector tent to fix our chain saw, so P$%k off "

We could not beleive this guy never yell "Hello the camp" or "howdy" or "Helllllllo" nothing he just walked in our tent un-announced. If we had not been around would have our stuff still been there later ? I flipped , and he left.

Not to high jack the topic , Just a funny camp memory.

To the OPs topic. Ive fell out of the boat once....twice or so. Been geographically challenged once....over night.

You know normal stuff......Lol !
 
it seems like most of my stories involve my brother in-law...
we were up around temagami for opening of grouse. not wanting to "rough" it in tents, he decided to bring his RV (which we all slept in after making fun of him of course). well a few days in he goes to turn the water pump on and accidentally hits the switch next to it; which just happened to be the one for emptying the sewage tanks... flooded the whole camp with pi$$ and $hit! So he was promptly made fun of again while packing up and moving to another site... :puke:
 
About 20 years ago, a buddy and me went partridge hunting. We moored up the boat, and started walking up to the top of the hill. About halfway up he wanted to use the bathroom. I continued on up the hill and waited for him. When he finally came up, we loaded up and proceded to look for birds. He was upwind, and all I could smell was s@$t, and I told him so. Anyway, he was wearing a coverall suit, and in his haste he forgot to pull it out of the way when he squatted! I have never laughed so hard in my life!
 
i had deer down. pulled the bike right up to it. dressed it and when i went to leave back to camp to get rope to tie it down to the bike. thought i was in reverce. in excitment to go tell others i mashed the throttle and launched over the deer and filled the chest with dirt. man was i mad at my self.
 
Ya probably shouldn't, man, I'm sure every camp has their share of stories.

A favourite of mine involves my uncle. We were up on our spring trip blazing property lines. They day went purdy well, so we had a good amount of time for cards and assorted beverages that night. Long story short, about 4am, we are all waken up by the sound of my uncle singing "row row row your boat", sitting in front of the boat shed in a pull behind boat tube, trying to row it with shovels. Ya probably shouldn't drink yourself blind at camp. Needless to say, I was the only one who made it up for breakfast the next day.

And Rocco, I hear ya bud. A few years ago, 2 guys walked into our cottage at 3am, hammered (don't know who left the door unlocked, but 99% of the time it is). They barge in and manage to find a light switch, then proceed to announce they saw the lights on and want to party. I was in the back room with the rest of the guys, but my dad and uncle sleep in the kitchen where these idiots walked in. Dad was a lot calmer then I would have been, he basically said to take the party somewhere else. Anywho, in all the confusion, one of these 2 idiots took my uncles brand new work boots. I don't know what happened afterwards, but their truck was found parked on the government dock in town, about 3" from having the front wheels go over. (guys at out camp do drink, although in much more moderation now, but NEVER is a gun or vehicle touched after a bottle is opened)
 
I'm completely astounded that some jokers would barge into a cabin or tent unannounced.
Seems like a way to suffer a serious injury.
Back to the subject at hand. Many years ago, I was still a teen at the time.
We had packed tents up into the high country to do some fishing. set up camp, built a fire, had snacks and tales around the fire and then turned in.
Wind switched about 30 minutes later, blowing campfire smoke into our tents, so someone hollers: "Will someone put that fire out!!
Guess what dumbo does? Gets up and p**ses on the fire. After that everyone is awake, coughing and gagging. lol.
Not a fond memory, for sure.
Eagleye.
 
During my late teens I had few city boys up to the cottage to get 'em hooked on shooting and hunting... We went to my family cabin in the laurentians which had a nearby quarry full of groundhogs... There is a stream which runs through the front yard and the night before the hunt we were in front of the fire pit endulging when the city folk decide the bugs are overwhelming and they would like some repellant... I directed them to the bathroom cabinet and they went inside to apply... About 2 minutes they come running full bore from the cabin yelling and screaming.... Only to jump in the stream...

Apparently city people have issues reading and applying... Also, they don't know the difference between raid and deep woods...lol
 
Note- after typing this I noticed the topic was CAMP oops' but I typed it out so here it is anyway! :p


We used to go on a local river drunk fest called "The Raft Race". Not a race anymore, just a good time.

I built an obscenely heavy 8' X 8' raft that came apart in 2 - 4' x 8' pieces. It was a dead horse in the water though and we only had paddles.

Along the way we found several 12' -2"x2" poles someone lost which worked great for poling. So now I'm pretty polluted and poling down stream in a manner that would make Huck Finn proud.

Until the pole gets stuck in the mud. I'm fighting with it, not noticing the current is causing less and less raft to be under my feet... one leg goes off, crushing my junk on the end of the raft and still I refuse to release my death grip on my new found pole.

Went for a good swim but still came back with the pole even though we had 2-3 more on the raft.:redface:


Other events in later years have revealed that if faced with an unexpected dunking, if there are items in my hand, no matter how worthless they may be (empty cans of beer :redface:). I will sacrifice my well being in order to preserve said items for reasons unknown.
 
Lol crankypants... Us outdoor boys have the best stories...

Anyone who likes this kind of stuff should read pat mcmanus books... Compilations of the stories he wrote for outdoor life magazine... Awesome...
 
Superbrad said:
Lol crankypants... Us outdoor boys have the best stories...

Anyone who likes this kind of stuff should read pat mcmanus books... Compilations of the stories he wrote for outdoor life magazine... Awesome...
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I was thinking along those lines as I was typing, I loved his stories as a kid.


Oh, and the best part was at the end of the day we had to drag the waterlogged beast up the river bank and into the truck. The RCMP was there to keep an eye on things and he helped us load it!
 
Working around our hunting camp one hot July day I decided that I needed a swim to cool off, only problem is I can't swim. I bravely donned a life jacket and jumped into the river - right into a whirl pool.
After laughing his butt off my partner finally saved me. He was upset with me because I wouldn't let go of my beer!!!
Should kinda mention because of a back problem I can't swim, and I hate water in my beer!!
 
Several years ago, we had a rookie hunter in camp. After a week of dogging the swamps and creeks, the poor guy had athlete's foot pretty bad. He was keeping one of the guys awake with his incessant scratching. Finally fed up, the old guy tells the rookie to pee in his boots. The acid from the pee will kill the fungus that causes athlete's foot. The desperate rookie then takes his insulated rubber boots outside and pees in them. We all laughed our asses off after that. Poor rookie had to scub out his boots, but he never complained after that.

-Jason
 
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