Bbcoah's impact thread got me to thinking. Now that I'm getting older I think I enjoy the story telling of past hunts just as much if not more than the hunts themselves. The good thing about the stories is you can change, rearrange, add, delete and enhance the facts for entertainment purposes ;D. Don't get me wrong, I still enjoy the actual hunt like a kid enjoys Christmas. But I love talking about and reliving past hunts, especially hunts that was with people who are no longer with us and have now moved on to happier hunting grounds. What about you? Do you enjoy the stories as much as the hunts? I've noticed I think that the more time that has passed after a hunt, the more I enjoy the story.
I have noticed I tend to enjoy reliving hunts I have had with others more so than hunts on my own. There is something about being there for those special moments. Don't get me wrong, if I am on the trigger I prefer to be running solo. However the last couple of years I have had a blast with my boy and have started with getting a landowner buddy of mine on his way. I never really had a mentor but its nice to be able to pass the one or two things I have figured out after 20 years of chasing gobblers. I will probably be useless to them in a year or two but I hope they still let me tag along and feel like I had a hand in things.
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AS the old saying goes, it's as much fun now getting ready to go hunting as hunting. The old stories and memories are some of the best. Back in my younger days we didn't have all this fancy stuff to hunt with, we used mostly old stuff that was hand-me-downs including the old family shotgun. Spending time in the outdoors just gave you a better understanding of living and sharing these moments with others. Learning from our mistakes just made us want to go back and try it all over again. Back in those younger days life was a lot simpler in chasing deer and turkeys we had very little access to turkey calls, guns and fancy shells. My first game bag was a bag my grandmother made me out of old blue jean material she had saved, man i wish i still had that old game bag what memories. It carried everything from shells, knife and peanut butter and jelly sandwich or couple biscuits with pieces of bacon in between them wrapped in cloth. What's a shame is now we don't get together much these days to share these old stories and memories.
It's an evolving perspective for sure. As someone who recently lost his father, also my turkey hunting mentor, I would say the memories and recollections of those hunts with him are more enjoyable or important than the future memories to be made. The further I distance from that loss, that could easily change to creating those memories with my son as he grows being more important or enjoyable. It's all where you're at in your life how you look at this, and potentially even the time of year on how much you are craving getting out versus just recollecting.
I can't say I enjoy the stories "as much" but I do enjoy reliving them with others who get it especially when something kinda unusual or unexpected occurs. But there's a lot of times where I'm just there and things that take place that are not necessarily what one would call successful unusual or unexpected and probably wouldn't make much of story. But the just being there in that moment, experiencing everything around you, hearing the sounds, smelling the smells, seeing life around you is really hard to put into a relatable story.
The memory though of each individual one that I can remember is priceless. Definitely want to hold on tight to each one of them.
I'm terrible at retelling the hunting stories. I will practice in the off season, inserting embellishments, lies and damned lies to make them more entertaining. I'll mull them over during the quiet times of deer season and be ready by spring. :happy0064:
If you need any pointers let me know :D
Yessir I enjoy them, everyone's. But they sure are better told in person around a campfire than typed up on a dang Internet forum.
Depends on the story and how it ended......me and buddy hunted together once on some Weyerhaeuser blocks. Had 3 gobblers at an intersection down from us maybe 300-400 yards doing their thang. One finally broke and strutted the entire way to us, nose to nose with our jake decoy at 12 steps. My Buddy , the designated shooter, missed him 3 times, couldn't get my gun up fast enough and he lived......
I have told and relived that story MANY times, not sure he enjoys the story as much as me....
I can hardly remember lunch yesterday, but can relive many, many turkey stories....
Quote from: THattaway on September 17, 2021, 07:03:20 PM
Yessir I enjoy them, everyone's. But they sure are better told in person around a campfire than typed up on a dang Internet forum.
Very true! Nothing like sharing a fire with a skilled story teller.
I still enjoy both. As I'm getting up there in years, I'm trying to enjoy as many hunts as I can because one day the stories will be all I have left.
Sent from deep in the woods where the critters roam.
Quote from: guesswho on September 17, 2021, 05:35:05 PM
If you need any pointers let me know :D
I have long suspected you are something of a master at it. :toothy12:
WHAT EMBELLISHED STORIES, NEVER :TooFunny:
I once shot at this gobbler up on a cliff and I didn't kill him clean. He came sailing off that cliff at mach 1 :newmascot: and I was really glad I had paid for the surface to air missle option on my browning. So I acquired target lock and dropped his arse dead. Just to top it off I dropped him right in a hollow stump, just like making a 3 pointer. Now my buddy was skeptical, when he came over, but I told him, "go over to that stump over there and see, sure enough there was the gobbler right in the stump....hole in one!
Is this what your looking for. Now pick out the three parts of that story that are true. Oh yeah after 50 years I have a bunch more. Like the olympic sprint gobbler, turkzilla and "the ripper".
Yes sir, that's it. The older I get, the better I was :TooFunny:
Yep, the story telling is one of the best parts of the hunting experience. Sitting around the camp after everybody returns from the days hunt, and listening to the stories from each member of our group is as much of the ritual as the hunts themselves. With a good beverage in hand, some of the stories can last as long as the hunts themselves did.
Good story telling is an art unto itself. One must understand the need and timing of the proper embellishments in recounting a hunt. After all these years, I will humbly state that I have reached a skill level in the telling of the tale that is somewhat legendary among my contemporaries. ...Humbly stated, of course. ;D ;) :angel9:
Quote from: GobbleNut on September 21, 2021, 02:38:30 PM
Yep, the story telling is one of the best parts of the hunting experience. Sitting around the camp after everybody returns from the days hunt, and listening to the stories from each member of our group is as much of the ritual as the hunts themselves. With a good beverage in hand, some of the stories can last as long as the hunts themselves did.
Good story telling is an art unto itself. One must understand the need and timing of the proper embellishments in recounting a hunt. After all these years, I will humbly state that I have reached a skill level in the telling of the tale that is somewhat legendary among my contemporaries. ...Humbly stated, of course. ;D ;) :angel9:
Re: your 2nd paragraph....Of this I have no doubt! ;) ;D But then I have a tendency to join that humble humility as well. ;)
Quote from: culpeper on September 21, 2021, 02:50:15 PM
Quote from: GobbleNut on September 21, 2021, 02:38:30 PM
Yep, the story telling is one of the best parts of the hunting experience. Sitting around the camp after everybody returns from the days hunt, and listening to the stories from each member of our group is as much of the ritual as the hunts themselves. With a good beverage in hand, some of the stories can last as long as the hunts themselves did.
Good story telling is an art unto itself. One must understand the need and timing of the proper embellishments in recounting a hunt. After all these years, I will humbly state that I have reached a skill level in the telling of the tale that is somewhat legendary among my contemporaries. ...Humbly stated, of course. ;D ;) :angel9:
Re: your 2nd paragraph....Of this I have no doubt! ;) ;D But then I have a tendency to join that humble humility as well. ;)
You know what they say,..."birds of a feather" and all. I suspect there are a couple of others who have contributed to this thread that fall into that same category.... ;) ;D
well, now let me just make a little observation....when a man's avatar is the butt of some critter with a face transplanted on it, why on earth would you not suspect something about his story telling ability?
Then there's the trip to Ky a buddy and myself took about 20 years ago. We were about mid state, this is an important point.
We had struck out on our morning and headed back to camp when we decide to stop at a pull off in the national forest. One series of calls and GOBBBBBBLLLLEEEE the old bird responded. We grab our guns and headed over the bank, but only to the first bench, because he wasn't far out that bench. I set up high and my buddy wide in case he circled. A few calls and there old long beard was slipping along the bench. Dang every time he stopped he was behind a tree, so I let him walk and head towards my buddy. Finally he stopped and I had a long shot and was debating when boom my buddy shoots. I am what the heck that's a long ways dude. Yup. old long beard was on his feet and headed over the bank on a run. Now you have to know my buddy, his nick name is a Indian moniker (I won't say it in respect to social politeness). to believe what happens next. He takes off on a dead run in pursuit down the mountain. I swear this dude could have been an Olympian if you could ever get him out of the woods. I didn't even try following up. So I sit down and wait, I knew this would be no short ordeal. About a half hr later I hear a shot almost out of hearing. An hour later here comes my buddy up the mountain, gobbler over his shoulder. I had no doubt he'd run it down. He collapses and says, "man what a chase". I asked him how far he chased the gobbler and he said, well when I saw that sign that said welcome to Tennessee I hesitated, but then I cut around him and chased him back into Ky, where I could shoot him legal. This morning doesn't end there. we drive down the road and meet my local buddy and he says he completely struck out on a trail down the road, but had heard birds there before season. So I made the smart remark that we'd stop and kill one there and he laughed and said help yourself. So we stop and sure enough a bird answers 150 yards down the trail. We bail out and head in, when I look up and this gobbler is sprinting right at us. Dumb arse didn't even see us until he was 30 yards and I yelled hold it right there and he stopped and popped up his head which instantly took a load of #5 shot. So we just had to drive to that guy's place and show him the bird. Of course he wouldn't believe us, but the next day he saw the feathers in the trail.
I personally find just casually mentioning that I once called in a turkey and killed it to be enough to have all who know me call bs. I am incredibly good looking though so I have that I guess.
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The older I get, the tougher it is to fall asleep. I now find myself re-living my turkey hunts when I can't fall asleep. This almost always works. I will never forget the turkey hunts I experienced, I enjoy sharing them with anyone that will take the time to listen. I my world, reliving and telling the stories is equally as good as the hunts themselves...... Life depends on building and re-living great memories through photos and videos. It is our only way to remember and recall the past........Be safe.
Quote from: Happy on September 21, 2021, 07:26:35 PM
I personally find just casually mentioning that I once called in a turkey and killed it to be enough to have all who know me call bs. I am incredibly good looking though so I have that I guess.
I am guessing our definitions of "incredibly good looking" may be a tad different...but that is admittedly a good start towards embellishing a huntin' story... :toothy12: :toothy9:
Quote from: GobbleNut on September 21, 2021, 10:45:16 PM
Quote from: Happy on September 21, 2021, 07:26:35 PM
I personally find just casually mentioning that I once called in a turkey and killed it to be enough to have all who know me call bs. I am incredibly good looking though so I have that I guess.
I am guessing our definitions of "incredibly good looking" may be a tad different...but that is admittedly a good start towards embellishing a huntin' story... :toothy12: :toothy9:
I really hope that they are! Years ago I had a boss that would greet me when I showed up on the jobsite with a G$#%^^%mn your F^!^%$@in ugly. I would just cheerfully tell him good morning. After a few weeks he remarked " my morning insults don't bother you at all do they?" "Not at all" I told him. " I would be more concerned if you kept telling me how pretty I looked."
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Quote from: GobbleNut on September 21, 2021, 10:45:16 PM
Quote from: Happy on September 21, 2021, 07:26:35 PM
I personally find just casually mentioning that I once called in a turkey and killed it to be enough to have all who know me call bs. I am incredibly good looking though so I have that I guess.
I am guessing our definitions of "incredibly good looking" may be a tad different...but that is admittedly a good start towards embellishing a huntin' story... :toothy12: :toothy9:
I'm thinking it's all relative based on your eye wear prescriptions, and wether the lights are on or off.
Quote'm thinking it's all relative based on your eye wear prescriptions, and wether the lights are on or off.
So, is it a bad sign if your wife takes her glasses off and wants the lights off all the time?
Please remember I am an emotionally fragile guy.
That reminds me of a story:
One day the game warden was checking spring squirrel hunters. He sees this guy sneeking around and jumping out from behind trees and then picking up a dead squirrel. He thought, "what the hell", so he approached the guy. Upon investigating he finds the guy only has one more squirrel for a limit, but he has no gun. He asked where is your gun and they guy says, "I hain't got any", "i is uglying them". The warden asked what the hell is uglying? The guy says, "watch this". He sneaks up to a hickory tree, jumps out and makes a face and down comes a squirrel. The warden is amazed and says, "you think I can do that and the hillbilly says, "Naw yourin too purity in them fancy duds". The warden is just astounded and tells the guy he's amazed and never in all his years has he seen this. The Hillbilly replies, " aww shucks I hain't even good at it, my wife can kill em at long range". The warden asked why she isn't hunting today and the guy laughs out loud and said, "I won't let her, these young spring squirrels are tender and she tears them up to bad".
Well that explains why the wife takes the paper bag option at the grocery store I guess. Thanks fellows, you sure know how to ruin a guys day. All these guys running around a pushin' and shovin' to be the greatest turkey killer known to man and I just can't compete there. So I think I find a niche and you all stomp all over it. Hope your all happy now.
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I'm tickled to death :TooFunny:
My Wife has always been very complimentary towards me in front of people. Just the other day in front of a group of people she made the the comment about how fine I am and what fine hair I have. She then went on to say that it's the same kind you fine around a dogs butt.