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The creepiest thread got me thinking. What are some of the funniest things you guys have seen while hunting? And for the record Gobblenut doesn't count.

2 years  ago I went with a buddy that's never hunted Turkey before on a piece of his family's property. We setup in the dark in a strip of hardwoods between 2 big fields. Not long after fly down I got a 2yr old very fired up and coming in on a string but from the opposite direction I had initially set him up for so he had to make a quick change to his setup as the bird was fast approaching.

To make a long story short the bird came in and he shot him at 25yds. As soon as he shot he jumped up and made it about 3 strides before a low hanging limb about 6" in diameter caught him in the forehead and laid  him out on his back. Once u realized he wasn't knocked out I proceeded to fall down laughing at his misfortune.

We talked about me videoing for him as he's big into that stuff but it was supposed to be raining so we didn't end up having his camera with us. Not many days go by that I don't wish I had that escapade on camera!


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I was driving down a certain dead end and very tight NFS Road to hopefully roost a gobbler for opening morning. I rounded the final curve which is within 70 yards of the end and was confronted with a very large and very loving couple on the hood of a red dodge neon..."in flgrante delicto". Problem was I was in my suburban and the road was too narrow to execute a u-turn or a 3pnt turn to escape the scene. I had no choice but to make a lap around the pair. It took them a moment or two to realize I was there being otherwise disposed. They did try to get in the little car, I was around and gone before they got to the doors though.



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Quote from: Happy on March 16, 2022, 05:27:54 PM
The creepiest thread got me thinking. What are some of the funniest things you guys have seen while hunting? And for the record Gobblenut doesn't count.

Good thing you threw that last sentence in there.  For a second, I was beginning to get worried about where this was headed...  :angel9: :newmascot:

opening day deer season i see a red fox run past me with a pair of underwear in it's mouth

around the card table that night as we share our stories my oldest uncle was quiet. i tell the story of the fox and my cousins fall out of their chairs laughing. guess he told them and told them to shut up.  cat was out of the bag and he had to admit to having an 'accident' to everyone else

not sure why that fox wanted those drawers

A guy busting his butt on an E Bike.  There was a high level of satisfaction with the hilarity as well.

A stud box turtle chasing a girl box turtle through the woods. He finally caught up with her right under my tree and they got to doing the nasty. That old boy finished and fell over backwards and just laid there for about a half hour. I've actually got video of it


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I watched an out of state buddy miss a chip-shot on an Alabama gobbler, not once but twice.  The shells were still laying there on the fire break with smoke coming out of them and I had already sent them coast to coast via text messages.   That spot is now called Double Tap Hill!  At least I thought it was funny :TooFunny:

Me hearing and closing ground on public to finally reaching the gobbler and he was a tame gobbler in a pen on the joining farm.. those were some of my mistakes in my early years.. If i only had a cell phone back then and onX maps .. LOL... 

 A few years back, I was turkey hunting with my buddy Tom in Massachusetts and had managed a nice gobbler earlier in the morning. Since Tom was still hunting between me and the truck, I decided to find a nice spot to sit and enjoy the woods until I either heard him shoot, or noon, when hunting ends for the day.  A big old beech tree made for a really nice back rest at the corner of an ancient rock wall. After doing my best rock impression for the better part of an hour,  I was entertained by a lone gray squirrel foraging around and between my legs looking for some nuts among the leaves. It was pretty cool to watch one so close and oblivious to my presence, while at the same time being a little on edge that he didn't get a little too close, if you know what I mean. I'd have to admit to feeling a bit proud of how perfectly motionless I sat during my private wildlife show, right up to the very instant his viciously stealthy foraging companion jumped onto my shoulder ...

 A 73 year old woman running into a flock of turkeys and shooting a hen out of a tree! This is in spring turkey season in Louisiana! LOL I wished I had taken a picture of her walking out of the woods with that hen slung over her shoulder. :-)

Me taking a leak in the in the woods morel hunting because you cant hunt afternoons in Mo. As I turn while tucking myself in, I'm startled by Mrs Greene Jeans. She's standing directly to my right about 15 yds away and kinda cute at that. She got the full profile. She asked if I had seen anything, nope was my reply. "Kinda wet out here." she led on. My response "Yup." As I finished zipping up. Wasn't sure if she meant too wet for mushrooms or just poking fun. The look in her eye as she turned and walked away was priceless!

Got a buddy of mine, losing something every time he goes out. One year it was a Jake Scott Cutter, and assorted other stuff. It was me, my son and him on a hunt. Nature called and he leaned his gun on a tree and proceeded to relieve himself, zipped up and took off walking. I just stand there staring at this gun as he continued merrily on his way. I grabbed his gun and slung it on my other shoulder and let him go about 300yds. Then I hurriedly whispered his name, and he asked "Whut?", I replied that I just heard a gobble 2ooyds in front of us. He started looking for a tree to sit against and I said "Wes, how you gonna kill him?". He patted his shoulder, said a few choice words and started back tracking. I let him go 100yds and then held his gun up for him to see.

Years ago my hunting mentor and I went to some NF to fall turkey hunt, late December if I remember correct.  When we pull up another truck is parked there also but were not sure which way the hunter went and since it's thousands of acres we should be good to go up the road we planned.  We start up the road and my partner says I'll catch up I gotta blow my nose real quick and he starts looking for some tissues in his vest.  I keep walking up the road a ways and I see the other hunter on the side of the logging road and as I approach him he's holding his finger to his mouth for me to stay quiet and is pointing to the woods to our left.  As I get up to him he says a deer just snorted over there (he was muzzleloader hunting for deer BTW).  I say I didn't hear anything since I was walking and let him know my partner was right behind me and we would be going further down the road to turkey hunt.  My partner gets up there to us and the other hunter says he's going to ease into the woods to see if he can maybe find that deer.  We wish him luck, point to the direction were headed and proceed to where were going, after a few minutes go by and were walking I start laughing and tell my partner, "Oh my gosh, do you know your the "deer" he heard?  He says, "What?"  I said "Yeah, I just realized he heard you blowing your nose and thought a deer had snorted, now he's trying to hunt that "deer".  To this day we always wonder if he's still trying to find that "deer"

Two honkers kicking a turkey's butt (as he tried to come around the edge of a farm pond to me)

Laying against a fallen tree, a bobcat jumped on top from behind me, and we stared face to face (me looking up, and him looking down)...  He simply strolled over to the far end of the fall, and curiously watched me...  Being in mountain lion country, that incident changed my hunting habits, as I make sure that it is difficult for a critter to get me from behind.

Trying to wave off coyotes, cause I had a turkey approaching close by...  They saw my hand wave, and rushed me until I stood up...  They came to a skidding hault right in front of me...  And ran right at the tom that was coming...  (that actually did not seem funny at the time)

Awesome stories!!!

I was hunting an afternoon in north Florida on our lease, I was walking up a sandy road in the middle of our property and started seeing tracks everywhere on edge of a clearcut. Heard a gobble and setup on the edge of the road right beside a mud hole, I was tucked back pretty good in the grass and briars on edge of the road because there weren't any trees. I sit about 5 mins, call a few times trying to either call the bird to me or get a better bearing on where he was when a truck starts coming up that road. The took the mud hole on my side of it doing about 15mph, never saw me even though he passed within feet of me,  coated me, gun, chair everything in a 3ft wall of stank mud water. Worst part was I never heard the bird again.

Late one afternoon, I was making my way quietly down through the woods in a creek bottom. I felt a certain aquatic pressure and stopped where I was, leaned my gun against a tree, unzipped and started relieving myself in the leaves. Suddenly there was a great rustling commotion all around my feet and leaves went flying everywhere. I jumped backwards just in time to see 4 baby armadillos running in all directions. Apparently they had burrowed down under the leaves to hide and I just happened to pick that exact spot to stop and pee on them.

Cheers  ;D

FC

I was turkey hunting late one morning and was on a big hill overlooking a field. There was a gobbler following a lone hen around strutting almost continuously. I make a huge loop to get to where they were headed and got to the edge of the field. I located them out a couple hundred yards coming generally in my direction. As I'm sitting here watching them the gobbler turns his back to the hen and she flat out broke into a wide-open run back across the field. I'm assuming to go back to her best and lay an egg. That gobbler was trying to strutt and trying to run and keep up. He would be running blow into strutt and almost fall over from momentum. Take off running again and repeat. It was freaking hilarious. I was just sitting there laughing watching him do that the 200 yds or so across the field straight back to where I had been.

I was deer hunting one afternoon in middle Virginia. As it started to get dusk, I saw a lone gobbler coming through to woods towards me. He came to within 40 yards and started looking up. It took me a minute to figure out he was deciding which tree he wanted to fly up in to roost. I couldn't believe when he chose a white pine. These have limbs spaced out in circles around the trunk in tiers with each tier being only a couple feet apart and starting fairly low to the ground. He must have been a lazy turkey because he only had to pitch up 8-10 feet to get to the first tier of limbs. As he flopped up from one tier to the next I had to sit and listen to all the noise he was making. The space between tiers was so tight he couldn't "fly" from one tier to the next and had to kind of hop/jump/flap up. As he got to each tier, he would sit a minute and eyeball his next move. Finally, as he neared the top (I am sure he was just going to hop into a neighboring tree with less limbs for his final roosting spot), he somehow lost his balance or a limb knocked him backwards as he tried to move and he began falling/flopping/flying back down that pine. He did that flop down each and every tier as he tried to catch his balance or stop his descent. The spaces between the limbs was so confined, he couldn't catch himself and flopped tier to tier all the way to the first level and then pitched to the ground. He fluffed up his feathers, looked up that pine and then looked all around where he landed. It looked exactly like he was checking to see what in the world happened in that tree and then if anyone had seen his silliness....

Was relocating after an unsuccessful morning hunt and my buddy had me stop the truck because nature was calling. I pull over on the access road and he gets out and goes off in the woods aways. Directly i hear this hooping and hollering to him running across the road with his pants around his ankles waving his arms like a mad man. Apparently the hollow log he decided to prop up against had a yellow jackets nest and they were particularly salty about him invading their territory. All i could do was sit in the truck and laugh.

I rounded a bend in a gravel road one day and about 50 yards away was a woman, rather nice looking by the way, squatted in front of her car peeing. She thought being in the front would block her from view, only problem was that was the way I was coming from. Her shiny hiney wasn't a bad sight to see. It was funny watching her squirm back into her jeans while trying to get out of the middle of the road.

Quote from: FullChoke on March 18, 2022, 11:17:22 AM
Late one afternoon, I was making my way quietly down through the woods in a creek bottom. I felt a certain aquatic pressure and stopped where I was, leaned my gun against a tree, unzipped and started relieving myself in the leaves. Suddenly there was a great rustling commotion all around my feet and leaves went flying everywhere. I jumped backwards just in time to see 4 baby armadillos running in all directions. Apparently they had burrowed down under the leaves to hide and I just happened to pick that exact spot to stop and pee on them.

Cheers  ;D

FC

I'm sure I would have got some on my boots! In that situation.

I had a coyote run straight at my single hen decoy smashing right into the thing at full speed. He hit that hard plastic body so hard the decoy popped about 5 ft into the air and the coyote trotted off stumbling and woozy.

Early bow season here in Georgia used to start in mid September and I was hunting on a WMA around Lake Allatoona and I had a stand up a cove really close to the water and between 2 oak ridges. Back then, there were very few boats on the lake during the week especially in September. Well, I hear a boat pull in to the cove, which is kind of hidden and off the main body of the lake, and shutoff the motor and I am just assuming they are fishing. Nope.

I can hear the ol boy trying to talk his gal into some loving and within a little bit, he had talked her into it. I even heard him say "There is no one around". But, there was someone around and I decided to have a bit of fun.

I would blow my grunt call and they would stop and look around and then I would do it again. I finally let out a big long grunt and I think the guy figured out that they were not alone but that didn't stop their fun.

They cranked up and left a bit later, but I can't help but laugh when I tell the story. THere was a rut going on hat day but it wasn't deer!

A Jake that was love struck over a Canadian goose.  Or one of cousins Keefton's snake encounters.

Easy choice for me.  We were dove hunting a pretty big field. One of the guys across the field goes into super stealthy creepy creep mode, head down, gun to shoulder.  We are like WTH is going on?  It is early November.  He shoots and trots over to pick something up.  As he starts proudly walking back to us, we all exclaim this idjit has a (out of season) turkey hen slung over his shoulder.  He gets close enough to show us his out of season turkey hen and flops it on the ground proudly at our feet.  We are all pizzing ourselves laughing at him and no amount of convincing by us could persuade him that he had shot a peahen.  He took it home and ate it and said it was delicious.  And it was a turkey hen.   :funnyturkey: :funnyturkey:

Quote from: Paulmyr on March 17, 2022, 01:10:56 PM
Me taking a leak in the in the woods morel hunting because you cant hunt afternoons in Mo. As I turn while tucking myself in, I'm startled by Mrs Greene Jeans. She's standing directly to my right about 15 yds away and kinda cute at that. She got the full profile. She asked if I had seen anything, nope was my reply. "Kinda wet out here." she led on.

Bro, I think you missed your chance.

Seen a gobbler stop about 80 yards away from my hen decoy and I while crossing an open field only to make love to a cow patty. When he was done, he just simply walked into the woods and vanished. Guess my hen wasn't attractive enough  :funnyturkey:

I had a badger sneak through the woods with the intent of going after my decoy.  I lost sight of it but could hear it because it used the tree I was leaning against as cover before making its big move.  It ran right alongside my leg out into the field.  It got about 2 feet away from the decoy and realized something wasn't right and bolted. 

I was in high school and hunting before school on NF (in the mountains).  Had a gobbler working his way up a finger ridge toward me.  He got within 75 yards and was strutting.  Then I notice another bird behind him who also started to strut.  I couldn't believe my eyes when I realized it was a peacock.

The two started to squabble and when it was all said and done the gobbler sailed back down in the bottom.  The peacock came within 25 yards right to my calls.  Didn't even spook when I stood up and started making my way back to the Jeep. 

Went back several times and never heard or saw the peacock again.  This was out in the middle of nowhere with no houses with miles.

 

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Quote from: Paulmyr on March 17, 2022, 01:10:56 PM
Me taking a leak in the in the woods morel hunting because you cant hunt afternoons in Mo. As I turn while tucking myself in, I'm startled by Mrs Greene Jeans. She's standing directly to my right about 15 yds away and kinda cute at that. She got the full profile. She asked if I had seen anything, nope was my reply. "Kinda wet out here." she led on.

Bro, I think you missed your chance.

I may have. I think she may have been a little intimidated.   :drool:

Quote from: Doctor Longbeard on March 24, 2022, 12:01:22 PM
I was in high school and hunting before school on NF (in the mountains).  Had a gobbler working his way up a finger ridge toward me.  He got within 75 yards and was strutting.  Then I notice another bird behind him who also started to strut.  I couldn't believe my eyes when I realized it was a peacock.

The two started to squabble and when it was all said and done the gobbler sailed back down in the bottom.  The peacock came within 25 yards right to my calls.  Didn't even spook when I stood up and started making my way back to the Jeep. 

Went back several times and never heard or saw the peacock again.  This was out in the middle of nowhere with no houses with miles.

Thats hilarious. Never witnessed it myself, but have heard multiple accounts from people who've saw peacocks running with turkey.

While hunting in early April in Hardin County, Illinois several years ago, I kept calling to a gobbler that would not come in. It soon became evident that I'd have to move toward him, which I did until I came to a creek about 30' wide and thigh deep. Being a relative novice to turkey hunting, I decided to grit my teeth and wade the creek. While the gobbler kept responding to my calls, he never came any closer, making it necessary for me to slowly move toward him. It wasn't very long until the roof of a barn came into view, soon followed by other farm buildings, and my gobbler...responding from behind a fence in the barn yard! While that was bad enough, I had to re-wade the creek and spend the rest of the morning in wet boots, etc.