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What ever you do, don't go hunting with him lol, you will be hooked:monkey:

I used to go hunting with him years ago, but don't think he cared at all for my technique. If something comes around within 15-20 minutes or so...it's gonna die. After that window however, my camo gets the best of me and I fade into the environment...literally...as I sleep until whatever was going to be on the menu has passed safely by. I call it Predatory-Narcolepsy...haven't found a cure.
 
I used to go hunting with him years ago, but don't think he cared at all for my technique. If something comes around within 15-20 minutes or so...it's gonna die. After that window however, my camo gets the best of me and I fade into the environment...literally...as I sleep until whatever was going to be on the menu has passed safely by. I call it Predatory-Narcolepsy...haven't found a cure.

Brawhahahahahahah too funny lol, ya gots to learn to sleep with one eye open friend!
 
Brawhahahahahahah too funny lol, ya gots to learn to sleep with one eye open friend!

Two years ago I got setup in my tree stand a little after 2 PM. I was sleepy as heck because I had been working hard and hunting hard every free minute. The last thing I remember was telling myself DON'T FALL ASLEEP! Something rustled and woke me up about an hour later... It was a massive buck that I had been after for two years. I knew he was traveling the area and that's why I was so intent on staying awake. He had crossed right under me. By the time I woke up he had moved to 30 yards away downwind from me. He had smelled me and was aware of my presence. I was bow hunting so all I could do was wave good bye as he scuttled off. I was sick. I don't think I have fallen asleep since...
 
Two years ago I got setup in my tree stand a little after 2 PM. I was sleepy as heck because I had been working hard and hunting hard every free minute. The last thing I remember was telling myself DON'T FALL ASLEEP! Something rustled and woke me up about an hour later... It was a massive buck that I had been after for two years. I knew he was traveling the area and that's why I was so intent on staying awake. He had crossed right under me. By the time I woke up he had moved to 30 yards away downwind from me. He had smelled me and was aware of my presence. I was bow hunting so all I could do was wave good bye as he scuttled off. I was sick. I don't think I have fallen asleep since...

I think he was the one waving bye bye lol:cheers:
 
I think he was the one waving bye bye lol:cheers:

LOL, you won't believe what happened on the one I got this year Rope. I had gotten into the woods after daylight that morning (long story) and set up in a spot where I had moved my stand just three days previous. I had seen a nice buck chasing does in there and he was skirting me. This is the second year he had skirted me in the same stand about a hundred yards away so I said I'll fix his ass and relocated. Well, I got in just after daylight and as I walked up to my stand he was standing thirty yards away. He swapped ends and was gone. I was sick. I had been hunting this buck for two years and the day I could have got a shot he busted me at my stand, coming in after daylight. I just sat there in my stand and didn't even put my release on. A doe walked by at 15 yards and I just watched her walk by. I mean I was SICK! It was raining off and on and I had thought about just going back to the truck and making some calls that i needed to at 9. I ended up strapping my release on though and sat it out. at 9:50, to my amazement the buck came back through. He was following the doe that had come through earlier. I double lunged him at 30 yards!!! I couldn't believe it!!! :)
 
LOL, you won't believe what happened on the one I got this year Rope. I had gotten into the woods after daylight that morning (long story) and set up in a spot where I had moved my stand just three days previous. I had seen a nice buck chasing does in there and he was skirting me. This is the second year he had skirted me in the same stand about a hundred yards away so I said I'll fix his ass and relocated. Well, I got in just after daylight and as I walked up to my stand he was standing thirty yards away. He swapped ends and was gone. I was sick. I had been hunting this buck for two years and the day I could have got a shot he busted me at my stand, coming in after daylight. I just sat there in my stand and didn't even put my release on. A doe walked by at 15 yards and I just watched her walk by. I mean I was SICK! It was raining off and on and I had thought about just going back to the truck and making some calls that i needed to at 9. I ended up strapping my release on though and sat it out. at 9:50, to my amazement the buck came back through. He was following the doe that had come through earlier. I double lunged him at 30 yards!!! I couldn't believe it!!! :)

Your telling a hunter he won't believe lol. I have seen does fighting for dominance ,I got one for ya md I had been playing cat and mouse with a buck approaching 200 class 15"g-2's and six countable points on each side,not including eye guards. I seen him 50 yards above me two mourning's so moved higher up the draw he then was where my stand was prior to moving lol and caught wind. I decided to put stand in a spot I knew he could not smell me and give him a two day calming break. I got there in darkness but light was soon to break the horizon I had two arrows and no quiver just put them in my back pack. In the climb I had somehow dropped one arrow and did not notice until I was settled in and it was now light enough to see it twenty two feet beneath me laying on the forest floor. I thought hmmmmmmmmmmmmm what is the chance at getting two shots on this five year old buck and decide to let the arrow lay. My initial plan to move my stand was paying off, or so I thought cause; I heard sticks breaking heading my excited way. I first seen him at around a hundred yards, he was on a mission a steady walk to bed, which to my amazement would place him thirty yards below me. Knowing he would just keep cruising and not stop, I decided to come to draw and follow and release aiming a few inches in front of his vitals.I released the string on my mathews to try to take pope and young number two and hit a vine which sent the arrow over this bucks back side. Now this buck jumped and took a couple steps looking at where the arrow hit the dirt. The irony was, that put him broadside and instead of thirty yards like he was when I missed, he was now at 15 and looking down hill and away from my direction. I looked down at the arrow laying in those leaf's and then at this magnificent once in a lifetime buck which by the way was still there trying to figure out what had just occurred. This memory will always be etched in my brain and I never saw that buck again. I got a quiver now lmfao:cheers:
 
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There is a story about a man, a knife and an unbelievable battle with a hostile deer floating about...Could ask the author/survivor/victor/cook to post the story, but I think the facial expressions would be lost in the telling in text. Still, I may ask...good story...witnesses to the aftermath helped the believeability factor.
 
We got one of those TCIA Accreditation inspectors coming in first thing in the morning. He is gonna check us out. He will watch all my guys arrive and what they do. Gonna watch for the drivers pre-trip inspection, equipment prep, and follow us to a job and it goes on. Should be a good day, right? I think he will be impressed. What sucks is they are calling for rain. I go for my CTSP next week, so I think I am prepared.
Jeff:)
 
Your telling a hunter he won't believe lol. I have seen does fighting for dominance ,I got one for ya md ...

WI is as, or more fanatical about deer hunting then anywhere else I've lived. I cannot remember how many stories like those I have heard, where only the punch line changes.

..."was about to make the shot, and my new wife calls out asking where the thermos is"...

..." I was walking out, after dark, and there he is- On the side of the road, next to a not hunting sign, browsing on fallen corn for the fall harvest..."

..."I waited for my kid to take the shot, and he froze..."


The scariest "deer story" I ever heard was in a bar; "... I only got off one sight shot today, but I did get three sound shots". Where is he hunting, I do not want to be withing a mile!

My Li'l Sis married into a hunting family, she has a bigger rack than anyone else in the family.
Even her father-in-law.

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WI is as, or more fanatical about deer hunting then anywhere else I've lived. I cannot remember how many stories like those I have heard, where only the punch line changes.

..."was about to make the shot, and my new wife calls out asking where the thermos is"...

..." I was walking out, after dark, and there he is- On the side of the road, next to a not hunting sign, browsing on fallen corn for the fall harvest..."

..."I waited for my kid to take the shot, and he froze..."


The scariest "deer story" I ever heard was in a bar; "... I only got off one sight shot today, but I did get three sound shots". Where is he hunting, I do not want to be withing a mile!

My Li'l Sis married into a hunting family, she has a bigger rack than anyone else in the family.
Even her father-in-law.

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Lmfao I like big racks:monkey: Seriously you are right many things carry over throughout the country like they sent divers down to repair the flood gates and catfish were big enough to swallow a man hole. PS: I have been to the lake that started that and has had several world record fish but last I heard the Mississippi river had broken the record that was at Texoma for catfish. I don't like hearing the idiot shots like we took some brush shots either,number one rule, know your target.
 
I was talking to these guys that drove way up into New England to go deer hunting last year and when I asked if they got any they said there was some close calls.

I said just follow me down the country road I jog on and I run into sometimes 10 at a time and I will jump one and get him in a headlock and I'll give him to you and save your travelling money.

How hard can it be to hunt and kill a big dumb animal like that?:D:laugh:
 
Visited here this aft after a noon time hockey game. Quite fascinating, all about the first really big oil strike in Alberta in 1947, a boom that continues today. Amazing that wells all around this one are still in use, as are hundreds of "Nodding Donkies" in and around Redwater where I passed thru last weekend en route north, that field dating from 1948.

http://www.leducnumber1.com/about-us/leduc-1-history.html

This quote from the above I found interesting "Over the same period, Alberta’s oil output zoomed from 6.7 million barrels annually to 144 million (by 1956), and Canada was well on the way to being a major international oil producer." In 2006 Canada produced very close to one billion barrels of crude, and certainly is over that figure now, naturally occuring and synthetic.
 
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I was talking to these guys that drove way up into New England to go deer hunting last year and when I asked if they got any they said there was some close calls.

I said just follow me down the country road I jog on and I run into sometimes 10 at a time and I will jump one and get him in a headlock and I'll give him to you and save your travelling money.

How hard can it be to hunt and kill a big dumb animal like that?:D:laugh:

When they are being pressured like where I hunt on public land it can be a real challenge and especially with a bow!
 
Time to go clean-up after the power line maintenance crews lmao. I got seven more pines to chip load and haul and stumps! Maybe they could just sub me and call it disaster crew inc.:rolleyes:
 
Come on guys, get your own deer hunting thread going or I am gonna get my BB gun!!!
Jeff




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