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Big Game Hunting => Deer Hunting => Topic started by: MountainWalk on December 03, 2012, 11:50:15 PM
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Ever see the movie "Sling Blade"? Remember when Carl goes to visit his father Robert Duval? That old house is right next to my folks' property in Avilla, Arkansas. I've killed several smoker white tails in that backyard and on the rest of that property. The movie was filmed in my hometown.
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I love that movie
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alright den mm-hmm
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Funny you mentioned this subject.
Back in 1991 or 92 I was working movie security for Warner Brother's in Southern California. A friend of my Dad's was in charge of a big ranch out in Santa Clarita where they filmed a bunch of tv shows and movies, one show was the Duke's of Hazzard. My buddy and I lived in a little house on a hill just above the Boar's Nest and Uncle Jessie's place. In the evenings we kept seeing deer come down to a moat that was built for the Movie "Nothing But Trouble" to get water. There were a couple of nice bucks in the group. The guy that was in charge of the place bought me a non-resident deer tag and I shot a decent 3 point Cali blackie in an oak grove about 200 yards behind Uncle Jessie's house. That was such a cool ranch to be on. It was several hundred acres and we drove our trucks like mad men up and down the same roads that they filmed the General Lee burning down.
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Bitchin'.
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Funny you mentioned this subject.
Back in 1991 or 92 I was working movie security for Warner Brother's in Southern California. A friend of my Dad's was in charge of a big ranch out in Santa Clarita where they filmed a bunch of tv shows and movies, one show was the Duke's of Hazzard. My buddy and I lived in a little house on a hill just above the Boar's Nest and Uncle Jessie's place. In the evenings we kept seeing deer come down to a moat that was built for the Movie "Nothing But Trouble" to get water. There were a couple of nice bucks in the group. The guy that was in charge of the place bought me a non-resident deer tag and I shot a decent 3 point Cali blackie in an oak grove about 200 yards behind Uncle Jessie's house. That was such a cool ranch to be on. It was several hundred acres and we drove our trucks like mad men up and down the same roads that they filmed the General Lee burning down.
That IS an interesting place to kill a deer.
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I had no idea the Dukes were filmed in California, but i did always think that the vegetation and such looked wrong for Georgia. Cool story!
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last year hunted my A$$ off all day , put the miles on the boots only to shoot my deer 75 yards from the truck ......
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last year hunted my A$$ off all day , put the miles on the boots only to shoot my deer 75 yards from the truck ......
This year for me. Most boring anticlimatic hunt I have ever had
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Funny you mentioned this subject.
Back in 1991 or 92 I was working movie security for Warner Brother's in Southern California. A friend of my Dad's was in charge of a big ranch out in Santa Clarita where they filmed a bunch of tv shows and movies, one show was the Duke's of Hazzard. My buddy and I lived in a little house on a hill just above the Boar's Nest and Uncle Jessie's place. In the evenings we kept seeing deer come down to a moat that was built for the Movie "Nothing But Trouble" to get water. There were a couple of nice bucks in the group. The guy that was in charge of the place bought me a non-resident deer tag and I shot a decent 3 point Cali blackie in an oak grove about 200 yards behind Uncle Jessie's house. That was such a cool ranch to be on. It was several hundred acres and we drove our trucks like mad men up and down the same roads that they filmed the General Lee burning down.
Thats dang cool.
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Hunt all year and see nothing and hear nothing. Put a lot of miles on my boots and miles on my truck in pursuit of the elusive deer...nothing. No track, no deer do, nothing. I was beginning to wonder if I was out hunting deer or just 'armed hiking'... :bash:
Then the last day of hunting season I come home and there is a buck in my garden eating my raspberries. I say exsqueese me?
I grabbed my smoke pole from my truck, loaded it and walked over to the garden...shot a raspberry eating deer.
It had a slight raspberry taste to the steaks.... :chuckle:
I don't know if this fits the qualifications of being interesting, but it kind of blew me away to hunt all year and then tag this one in own back yard.
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This year my bro and I shot our deer on the runway of an airport surrownded by houses.
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I just turned off hwy20 on to hwy 9 100 yards up 9 SMACK!!!
Exactly 9 miles on my new Ford Ranger 4x4 coming from the Credit union
Local FoodBank was given the meat.Oh by the way it was over $4000.00 Damage.
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Quite a few years ago last day of modern eastside deer... Had school the next day and how my schedule was at the time with work, school, girls, and more girls... I wasn't going to be able to make maybe a day of late season if that... Maybe an evening or two..
I left my perch about 930 seeing nothing... Dad wanted to meet back at camp by 11 to pack up ... Almost back to camp and a doe runs across the logging skid with a legal buck in tow... :bash: Now I'm kicking myself for not being ready... I follow their tracks as best I can before I lose them... I am way above camp now and gonna be late... Start heading down toward camp dejected and kicking rocks.... Turn my radio on @ 11 am... Knew I was close to camp because how steep the ridge was getting... Slipped, fell, tumbled... First I did was jump up and make sure nobody saw... Check my rifle out... Then body.... Look around one more time... A little flat spot almost 400 yards away with massive elevation drop between us.. A deer standing there staring at me.. Throw binocs up... Legal buck... Rifle goes boom... I see deer is hit... Fall again... Dad is on the radio before I can get up... He watched me fall both times through the trees and thought my rifle went off... :chuckle: I get down there and show him the dead deer not 50 yards from the trailer... He'd been there for 40 minutes within 100 yards of that buck... Which turned out to be a small 4x benchleg.... Easiest pack out ever... I got it mounted just to remind him everytime he comes over...
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last year hunted my A$$ off all day , put the miles on the boots only to shoot my deer 75 yards from the truck ......
:chuckle: :chuckle: :chuckle: Had that happen this year as well for a cousin of mine. went up a couple of times walked for miles and then re-located the following weekend and met up with some good guys and didn't make it more than 3/4 of a mile from the vehicle and what do you know he gets a buck. I was familiar with the area from hunting there for quite a while but it was his first year there and he nabbed a buck right at shooting light after many years of a dry spell. good day for him. :tup:
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Funny you mentioned this subject.
Back in 1991 or 92 I was working movie security for Warner Brother's in Southern California. A friend of my Dad's was in charge of a big ranch out in Santa Clarita where they filmed a bunch of tv shows and movies, one show was the Duke's of Hazzard. My buddy and I lived in a little house on a hill just above the Boar's Nest and Uncle Jessie's place. In the evenings we kept seeing deer come down to a moat that was built for the Movie "Nothing But Trouble" to get water. There were a couple of nice bucks in the group. The guy that was in charge of the place bought me a non-resident deer tag and I shot a decent 3 point Cali blackie in an oak grove about 200 yards behind Uncle Jessie's house. That was such a cool ranch to be on. It was several hundred acres and we drove our trucks like mad men up and down the same roads that they filmed the General Lee burning down.
That is so frackin cool!!! Daisy Duke, ahhhhhhh.
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Funny you mentioned this subject.
Back in 1991 or 92 I was working movie security for Warner Brother's in Southern California. A friend of my Dad's was in charge of a big ranch out in Santa Clarita where they filmed a bunch of tv shows and movies, one show was the Duke's of Hazzard. My buddy and I lived in a little house on a hill just above the Boar's Nest and Uncle Jessie's place. In the evenings we kept seeing deer come down to a moat that was built for the Movie "Nothing But Trouble" to get water. There were a couple of nice bucks in the group. The guy that was in charge of the place bought me a non-resident deer tag and I shot a decent 3 point Cali blackie in an oak grove about 200 yards behind Uncle Jessie's house. That was such a cool ranch to be on. It was several hundred acres and we drove our trucks like mad men up and down the same roads that they filmed the General Lee burning down.
Did you get to see her (Daisy Duke) atleast??!!
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I killed a big muley on butterfly glacier in glacier peak wilderness a few years ago.. He literaly died on the glacier i had a heck of a time getting to him and then trying to bone him out with nothing to tie him to realy sucked..
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I killed a big muley on butterfly glacier in glacier peak wilderness a few years ago.. He literaly died on the glacier i had a heck of a time getting to him and then trying to bone him out with nothing to tie him to realy sucked..
:yike: gotta have pics of that! Please share
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I shot my first deer within 10 yards of my car after tracking it in circles for miles all day long. Big whitetail doe dressed out at 135. I backed the '74 or so Oldsmobile Omega up to the bank where she dropped and slid her down the hill right onto the roof. Dad wasn't pleased about the roof dents.
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I took a Sika deer in New Zealand on the north island. Shot a Red Stag that trip too.
The Sika was the best hunt though. I was eating lunch sitting above a valley and I was watching a couple of stags on the far side of the valley. Watched them for some time when a Sika 4 point stepped out right by them. None of them paid any attention to the other it seemed.
Sipping my soda and watching for 15 minutes or so, they were a long way off. Figured I couldn't screw up too badly if I tried to put a sneak on them, worst I could do is not get across to them and it was in the general direction of camp. It took about 20 minutes to get over where they were, problem became there wasn't much if any cover once I got to about 500 yards. I ranged a tree that was about 300 yards from me in some failry tall grass with some clumps of bushes between me and the tree.
Decided to take a chance and get to the tree. Worked across between the clumps of bushes and got to the last clump without spooking the Sika, the stage had wandered off into the woods nearby. No good shot unless I could make it to the tree so I finally just waited until it was feeding away from me with it's head down. Made a run for the tree and got there.
It wasn't too long before the Sika started to feed down the rise it was on and I got a good rest for the shot.
When I got to NZ I hadn't planned on a Sika but as things turned out I ended up with a nice one. Here are pics of both the Sika and the Red Stag.
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You win!
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Wow, Littlemac.... Now that's what I call a cool stag/hunt!!! :tup:
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400 out i wish i still had pictures of that hunt and alot of my hunts but my folks had a house fire in 2008 and i lost almost all my pictures and all but one mount..
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Wow, Littlemac.... Now that's what I call a cool stag/hunt!!! :tup:
Hopefully not my last one down there but if it was it was worth it. I'd love to get back down there, most friendly folks you could imagine. South Island is amazing too and totally different than the north, I got a Chamois and a Thar on the south island.
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Well it's not exotic or very exciting, but I have killed two deer on hwy. 395 that had their backs broken by vehicles......?..didn't have my pistol, so I used my hands and choked them out. :'(
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Most interesting spot i killed a deer.
How about the first placed I looked. I got out of the truck, looked left and seen a Buck, and shot said buck. Usually we hunt all year and kill our deer in the last spot we look :chuckle:
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I shot my first deer with a Bow right in the chewuch river. Dang thing fell over and drowned. It started going dow river. I had to get in up to waste to catch it before it went further down the river.
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Well it's not exotic or very exciting, but I have killed two deer on hwy. 395 that had their backs broken by vehicles......?..didn't have my pistol, so I used my hands and choked them out. :'(
I did the same thing once but used the tire iron for the jack in my buddies car. He about puked watching me do it(he is a west side tree hugger type of guy though).
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I drew a special permit in MO for an arboretum just outside the St. Louis area. It was a muzzleloader antlerless only hunt in January 1993. The whole area was fenced. Killed a nice big doe the first morning of a 2 day hunt. Never to this day have I been anywhere where I seen that many whitetail deer in such a small area.
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I killed a doe with with an arrow in the neck once :-p
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Most interesting spot i killed a deer.
How about the first placed I looked. I got out of the truck, looked left and seen a Buck, and shot said buck. Usually we hunt all year and kill our deer in the last spot we look :chuckle:
I'll bet that was the last place u looked! :chuckle:
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Ever see the movie "Sling Blade"? Remember when Carl goes to visit his father Robert Duval? That old house is right next to my folks' property in Avilla, Arkansas. I've killed several smoker white tails in that backyard and on the rest of that property. The movie was filmed in my hometown.
Oh no, no wonder you're on the "FIGHT" forum. Ya gonna get some of dem, french fries ? Uh huh !! Besides that, cool !!!!
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Most interesting spot i killed a deer.
How about the first placed I looked. I got out of the truck, looked left and seen a Buck, and shot said buck. Usually we hunt all year and kill our deer in the last spot we look :chuckle:
I'll bet that was the last place u looked! :chuckle:
Can it be last if it's first :dunno: :chuckle:
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Drew that Desert tag in 2005, I'm a Blacktail hunter, so it was interesting to hunt somewhere dry and flat. Got a 27 wide 3x4, solo DIY hunt was awesome. Was tough to see bucks all week and not shoot, knowing there are huge bucks in there. Saw the buck I shot 3 different times in the same day, so I figured that the man above wanted me to shoot that one!!
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One morning I shot a deer in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas, I don't know.
Apologies to Groucho Marx. :chuckle:
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Well it's not exotic or very exciting, but I have killed two deer on hwy. 395 that had their backs broken by vehicles......?..didn't have my pistol, so I used my hands and choked them out. :'(
Have done that a few times. One time when I was a recruiter for the Army I finished off a mule deer doe with a broken back by breaking her neck, when I had a kid who had just enlisted in the passenger seat. He didn't say much the rest of the way back to Walla Walla... :chuckle:
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One morning I shot a deer in my pajamas. How he got in my pajamas, I don't know.
Apologies to Groucho Marx. :chuckle:
Haha
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The bottom of my sisters driveway...not very interesting, but that is the most interesting for me :dunno: :chuckle:
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The best I can come up with but not as exciting as some of the great stories on here: I spotted a legal mulie at 30 yds just as he spotted me and ran off. I almost had an opportunity at 100 yds but with the glare of the sun wasn't quick enough. I spotted him again at 400 yds two ridges away in the open and got on my sticks, waited for him to stop. He did and I found out why after I took the shot. He tipped over backwards and I heard an Fbomb echo from the bowl, then" nice shot!" The other hunter was there long before me and said he was at full draw with a bow 30 yds from that deer when I shot it out from under him. I was pretty ticked off at him cause he was not wearing orange and bowhunting out of season and hunting on his dads tag. I could have had 10 bonus points that year. Not to mention I could have shot him being he was camoed up and next to a lone tree when I shot. I guess I scared the u know what out of him when the deer tipped over probably before he heard the shot at that distance.
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First and only BT buck I've shot. I hiked straight cross country from the gate about two hrs before first light with a place in mind and my climber on my back. I was in the tree about 20 minutes before light, it was perfectly clear and really cold all day. I hung in there until about 40 minutes before dark and just was too cold and absolutely had enough, this was Dec 1 and I had hunte a lot since late archery opener. I was on the walk out to my truck, finally popped out on the road about 50 yard from my truck right at last light,tree stand still on my back, walked about twenty yards on the road towards my truck when a doe ran across the road about 15 yards in front of me. I knocked an arrow, took ten more steps when I noticed movement to my right where the doe had come from. It's a spike buck about 12 yards away staring at me, I sent an arraw through his heart, he wheeled down hill and LITERALLY died 15 feet from my truck.
Super anticlimactic but I was happy to take it
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In a fire station parking lot
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shot a deer from my lawn chair in camp, shot a deer in an old abandoned house , had on step of a cliff once that sucked , shot a deer that was very close to i5 once . shot a doe once as she few outta a log pile I must have been ten feet of the ground . this thread brings back some crazy memories no doubt.
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Thought of another one. I was 22 and looking for my 2 nd bow kill. I was still hunting right next to I-90 and kicked up two identically 2x2s. They hung around long enough for me to shoot one with my bow not 30 yards from the freeway. I smile every time I drive past that spot. :chuckle:
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I was hunting some steep country in eastern wa and was walking on a deer trail because it was THE only place to walk. I literally had a cliff on my left and a big drop off on my right. I came to a corner and found some does bedded that saw me. I held still until they didn't mind me anymore. Something spooked them, and they all started running my way. Little did I know there was a buck with them that was the first one to come around the corner. I still remember the look of suprise on his face he met me at 5 feet! His front legs locked up straight and his eyes were about ready to pop out of his head (probably like mine). He was about to run me over! I pulled up my rifle and torched off a round, point and shoot style. He went over backwards and off a 15' cliff. I was only a teenager and it was my first buck. I will never forget it!
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Back in 75 my Dad and I got back from hunting in Yakima. He went to the tav for a brew. I took a little drive up to where they were building the then new high school.Low and behold a nice forkie is standing just a bit away from the walls of the building. Dumped him right there.Then went down and made my Dad finish his beer so he could help with my buck!
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An old guy that I use to work with was a sniper in Viet Nam. His entire life revolved around guns. He was out shooting at the 200 yard range at the Evergreen Sportsman's Club out of Littlerock. He had been shooting for close to four hours. As he was packing his gear up in his truck a big 4 point blacktail buck walked across the berm at the 200 yard backstop. He threw a round into which ever rifle he had in his hand and shot it dead in it's tracks. Yes, it was in season. He backed his truck up to the berm, rolled in to the truck and headed for a nearby logging road to gut it out then home. It was cool to see him get such a nice buck because he could hardly get around anymore.
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well I best throw mine in .. :chuckle: When I was 17 my brother and I were eating breakfast before school and our corn field butted right up to our back yard...My bro looks out the window to see an eight point working his way along the corn ...I tell him to run to my room and crab my bow ...(recurve ) he comes back with it and says sneak out the back door ... :dunno: :o I said no open that window and I can get him from here ..he goes to take out the screen and I said no no no .. just stand back .. :chuckle: :chuckle: I draw back a WHACK right threw the screen and smoked him ...recurve and wooden arrows and all .... This was legal for me back then because we had damage permits in those days :chuckle: :yike:
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Not much of a story here. When I lived in MO, there was a special hunt draw for an urban arboretum, muzzleloader only, antlerless only. The deer had been eating everything including an endangered variety of Trillium. Drew a permit for a 2 day hunt in January. Deer everywhere. Killed a huge doe first morning, a real meat bonus for that year. 1993 it was.
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:hello:, 25 years ago in Oregon, Cruising down the Willamette River in an aluminum boat , ( hunting of course ) , on the rivers edge was 4 deer two buck...
Buck down.... Crazy stuff....
:peep: :hunter:
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I didn't kill it, just watched in amazement..... An acquaintance, back in my Kodiak days of the early 80's, woke me up a little after 2 am, (right after the bars closed curiously enough) banging on my door. As I grumpily opened the door and asked him what in Sam Hill he thought he was doing, he shouted he needed to borrow a knife, fast. It was then I heard banging in his Volkswagon Bug parked in my driveway. I ran and got a knife and watched him dive in a back door, and an even bigger ruckus broke out and there was a lot of cussing and yelling. Then he finally stumbled out all covered in blood. I said, "What the????" "Did you just kill somebody?" And he told me the whole story. He'd been driving home out the road from his favorite local bar And as he got to Bells Flats he noticed a deer along the side of the road. His favorite beverage had affected his judgement to the point he decided this was an easy way to get some fresh venison for him and his girlfriend. He purposely swerved and clipped it, jumped out, threw it in the back seat, and headed on home only to have the deer come to life. As I lived nearby, all he could think to do was wake me for a knife to finish the job. He paid a price, with a mess in the back seat, a black eye, and numerous bruises and cuts where the deer had kicked him in the struggle. But he got his venison. I went back to bed told my wife what happened, then tried to convince myself I'd been dreaming.
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I'm going to shoot one in my greenhouse next year... attached to the house. :chuckle: Gotta figure out how to not break a window though.
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In a 10x10 high fence enclosure :yike: really big buck though,still am wondering how he got in there :chuckle: :chuckle:
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I didn't kill it, just watched in amazement..... An acquaintance, back in my Kodiak days of the early 80's, woke me up a little after 2 am, (right after the bars closed curiously enough) banging on my door. As I grumpily opened the door and asked him what in Sam Hill he thought he was doing, he shouted he needed to borrow a knife, fast. It was then I heard banging in his Volkswagon Bug parked in my driveway. I ran and got a knife and watched him dive in a back door, and an even bigger ruckus broke out and there was a lot of cussing and yelling. Then he finally stumbled out all covered in blood. I said, "What the????" "Did you just kill somebody?" And he told me the whole story. He'd been driving home out the road from his favorite local bar And as he got to Bells Flats he noticed a deer along the side of the road. His favorite beverage had affected his judgement to the point he decided this was an easy way to get some fresh venison for him and his girlfriend. He purposely swerved and clipped it, jumped out, threw it in the back seat, and headed on home only to have the deer come to life. As I lived nearby, all he could think to do was wake me for a knife to finish the job. He paid a price, with a mess in the back seat, a black eye, and numerous bruises and cuts where the deer had kicked him in the struggle. But he got his venison. I went back to bed told my wife what happened, then tried to convince myself I'd been dreaming.
reminds me of the movie tommy boy
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15 years or so ago, I didn't fill my deer tag during our week long hunt that we did in Idaho. As I'm driving toward home and almost out of the part of the unit that was open I saw a big doe at the top of a 50' cliff above the road. I stopped, jumped out with my muzzleloader intending on filling my tag. When she noticed me scurrying across the road to get to a legal spot to shoot, she just came unglued, jumped up, stumbled, and fell off the cliff. She broke her neck in the fall, and dead instantly.
So I punched my tag on a deer that hadn't been shot and ate well for that winter! To this day I wish I could have gotten that on video.
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Not as interesting as some but my Wyoming buck this year died in the center of this picture, tumbled probably 30 yards and free fell a good 20ft, then kicked his way away from a sink hole. Pretty interesting country never hunted anything like it.
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A memorable one I had was back in 98'. I was duck hunting a little beaver pond and I had a 3x3 walk out into the pond. He was going to try to chase off the ducks I guess. When my decoys didn't move he walked over to one and started sniffing it. I had two slugs on me and it was during modern rifle season. I changed out my round and dropped him standing next to my decoys in the pond. I drug him across the pond over to where my boat was and dressed him out with my pocket knife.
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15 years or so ago, I didn't fill my deer tag during our week long hunt that we did in Idaho. As I'm driving toward home and almost out of the part of the unit that was open I saw a big doe at the top of a 50' cliff above the road. I stopped, jumped out with my muzzleloader intending on filling my tag. When she noticed me scurrying across the road to get to a legal spot to shoot, she just came unglued, jumped up, stumbled, and fell off the cliff. She broke her neck in the fall, and dead instantly.
So I punched my tag on a deer that hadn't been shot and ate well for that winter! To this day I wish I could have gotten that on video.
That right there would be something to see.
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Not as interesting as some but my Wyoming buck this year died in the center of this picture, tumbled probably 30 yards and free fell a good 20ft, then kicked his way away from a sink hole. Pretty interesting country never hunted anything like it.
How far of a shot?
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A memorable one I had was back in 98'. I was duck hunting a little beaver pond and I had a 3x3 walk out into the pond. He was going to try to chase off the ducks I guess. When my decoys didn't move he walked over to one and started sniffing it. I had two slugs on me and it was during modern rifle season. I changed out my round and dropped him standing next to my decoys in the pond. I drug him across the pond over to where my boat was and dressed him out with my pocket knife.
Hope those were non-toxic slugs.... :chuckle:
Our first year hunting together, my wife and I had a buck swim the Chehalis in front of our boat while duck hunting, had a couple of slugs still in the box, but it was the day after season. :(
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Not as interesting as some but my Wyoming buck this year died in the center of this picture, tumbled probably 30 yards and free fell a good 20ft, then kicked his way away from a sink hole. Pretty interesting country never hunted anything like it.
How far of a shot?
Only about 175 yards. The look on that bucks face when he saw us was something I will never forget. Something like "uh oh". We caught him out of his bed standing in the wide open. The pack out was a fun one too.
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Not as interesting as some but my Wyoming buck this year died in the center of this picture, tumbled probably 30 yards and free fell a good 20ft, then kicked his way away from a sink hole. Pretty interesting country never hunted anything like it.
Wow! Cool story and pictures. I see a bobcat etched in the hillside of the first picture!!
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In the butt? (homage The Newlywed Game). :chuckle: :chuckle:
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About 40 years ago in the Buckley cemetery. It wasn't me!!
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the buckley cemetary has always had nice bucks in it.. Used to have a albino buck in the mid 90's
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Shot my first buck in the Carbon river.
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When I lived in Woodinville, I remember a report on King 5 about 2 bucks that were killed on the Bear Creek Golf Course. They were pissed because who ever shot their "pet" bucks left the gut piles on the fairway. :chuckle:
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Shot a doe out on Ft. Lewis one year, and had it die on the 9th green of the golf course.
Hunterman(Tony)
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Shot my first buck in the Carbon river.
:yeah: I also killed my first deer with a bow in the Carbon River :tup: