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Unethical Hunter episode???? |
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huntingnut:
The only thing worth dying for is your family and your country. The last time I looked none of us four legs or horns. Quick anger only gets you in trouble. |
HntnFsh:
I totally agree with everybody saying its best to walk away from a confrontation.Just what I would do. Of course if I know the person or what they drive,they may have hell to pay later :chuckle: (kidding) Several years ago,when I was much younger,and dumber.I was tracking a herd of elk that still had a spike in it.Legal back then.They worked their way around and started to cross a road.I heard a rig come by and cut them off. Sure enough here they come.Right back to me.Cow,cow,cow,spike.Boom!!! I drilled him. One of the locals thats known for pulling the kind of crap thats been talked about comes down the trail.He asks if I got him.Yep,I answer.Wheres it at he says.Over there I ponted. He says,did you tag him yet? I said not yet.He says,you better or somebody will take it from you.I looked straight at him and said.If anybody ever tries to take an animal from me they'll be laying by it! He immediately turned around and left without saying another word. Like I say,I would never threaten or advise threatening anybody anymore.Fortunately we get older and wiser. |
HuntinCrazy:
This is a goodie; my son and I were elk hunting up in the 340 unit back in 2000. Opening morning these dill rods start popping shots down a canyon I'm set up in. Then I hear "I got em" yelled at the top of this guys lungs. A frickin Yote!!!!!!!!.......... >:( >:( You have got to be kidding me I yelled across the canyon. (This was the 5th year we hunting in the same spot with no troubles at all) Hiking in well before shooting light. Yes hiking not just driving your 4x4 up a road and wait for something to happen. We camp on this nasty ridge with wall tents. Now comes the 6th year. I'm in my stand up the canyon 3 days into the season when I hear a shot. VERY close and behind me. Then another.By now the hair on the back of my neck is standing up. my stand is about 400 yards off end of a RED road. No motorized rigs at all! I hear my son in my ear piece........POPS was that you that shot? He was over 2 canyons. HELL NOOOOO.............these A$$Holes are shooting behind me. Then all hell broke loose. Shotguns........SKS.........pistols whizzing over me head. I hit the deck as rounds came flying with in a couple feet of me. ME YELLING...........HEYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYYY someones down hear. My is my blaze jacket and hat. No response from them The shots keep coming. I am back on the radio calling for my son. Our walk talkies are set so only we can hear or talk with anyone else listening to us. I could not hear anymore from my son. I changed over to another channel and let out a mayday for all to hear. By this time I had my blaze off and only camo showing. This guy answers me back. He can hear the gun shots through the mic when I was trying to give him my location. He asks me if I have been wounded or hurt. I hadn't. My only option so they can hear someone is down here was to fire my .338mag into the base of a stump 50 or so yards away from me..... CRACK! Then they hold off shooting for about 30 seconds while I am guessing they are reloading. Then the bullets start flying again. This time ricochets off rocks right in my direction. The guy on the other end of the radio lives out of Thorp and was a fireman. Trying to calm me down as I am tell him I have been through this crap before in SE Asia and I am going put a round over these guys heard into a tree OR have to take them out.. By now my son came up and over 2 ridges and deep canyons. He could hear us talk on the radio for I couldn't hear him. These guys are still shooting all this time. Maybe 40-50 rounds total. Then all of a sudden I hear another shot ring out from almost the same direction. MY SON!He stopped about 150 yds away from these guys He yelled at these guys to STOP SHOOTING my fathers down there. These two punks almost fainted. My son got there license plate # and called it in to the FD guy. hiked back to camp about 2 miles I was a still bit shook. The Gentleman Jack took the edge off when we got back. So now I bow hunt. |
Broken Arrow:
An ounce of prevention? My buddies and I have one technique to get "undesirables" out of an area, and possible eliminate some of these scenarios. If you are asking yourself what is an undesirable?...you are one...trust me...for the rest of us you know what I'm talking about. Fortunately, as a bow hunter i don't run into to many of these folks, let alone see anyone in the woods, but when I do, and I recognize them as an undesirable.....I begin with this. Me - Hi, how ya doing? them - uh....OK, why? me - Just wondering, hows the hunting going? them - uh....OK...why? me- well i have several buddies up this area and were hunting elk...just don't want to bump paths them - well have you seen anything? me- well, not really but two guys in my party got of some nice sound shots. were gonna go back in the morning to see if we hit what was rusting that brush! them- wide eyed and leaving Just kidding folks....aways wanted to say that though to some of these jokers, who do these kind of things.....good stories all, though sad some folks carry themselves in this manner. |
littletoes:
Hunting with my Dad, almost 15 years ago, we hear a shot just around the hill from us, so we just naturaly walk around that way. We run into this 80 some-odd year old guy who claims to have shot a "nice buck". I tell him, ok wheres it at? He points up the hill...so I tell him we'll go have a look, then asked him, by the way, where did you hit him? He said "in the heart", I said ok, then walked up the hill. My Dad walks right up to it, then shoots it in the heart. To this day he still surprised me on how fast he found that deer...but we head back down. Almost to the bottom we run into that old guy again, and he's puffing his way up, had me scared he was going to have a heart attack! I tell him to slow it down some, before he had the big one, and that hell, he had the rest of his hunting season to get that deer. Also scolded him for shooting the bottom jaw off that deer (too many damn hunters don't practice enough!). Then asked him if he had any help in the area, he said yea, his nephew. I said good, then went to find him, hell he turned out to be older than my Dad! ;) Taught me two things, most hunters don't have a clue where their bullets are going, and most think somebody wants to steal thier deer. |
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