I didn't make it all the way through the others but here is one of mine. A group of us bowhunted together years ago. I returned to camp to find one of the freindlier fellows hanging his head in disgust. I asked him what was wrong and he started his story.

"Well, bud. I had a horrible morning. I started out to my stand with plenty of time. But, I walked and walked and couldn't find it. I hunted and search with the the flash but it started to get light. I thought I had better just sit down somewhere and maybe I would see something. So, I set down under this tree and it got a little lighter. I thought you know that limb's bend looks familar. It got light enough I could tell I was sitting on the ground under my stand."
"So, it worked out for you then" I asked.

"Not really" he replied. "I hurried up in my stand and got ready. About five minutes later a nice buck walked out and I started to get a little nervous. I drew back but something didn't feel right. I look down and saw I forgot to nock an arrow. I let the bow down and got out an arrow as easy as I could. The buck stayed there. I drew back again that twack. I completely missed. I thought maybe maybe maybe he would come back. So I just sat real still. He worked his way all the way around and came back in. I drew the bow back again but it didn't feel right again. I forgot to nock another arrow".

It was all in his delivery and deep country draw but he had the entire group rolling. I'm not sure he even hunted the that afternoon.

This happened to me Tuesday night. Funny story, I slept in the back of my Land Cruiser. I'm too long, so I open the tail gate and close the top hatch to keep the bugs out. I was awakened by something about 1:30am and then I heard something trotting away, I didn't see it, but I think a coyote must of come and checked me out - maybe he put his front paws on the tailgate then smelled me. He didn't run off, but I could hear it sorta trot off... would have been cool if I could have seen it all. I don't think it was a coon, the gait of the footsteps didn't sound like it could have been a coon.

My dad loves to tell the story of when my mom thought she wanted to go hunting with my dad not long after they married. He appartently took her out to one of the tower blinds on the lease. She, being afraid of heights, refused to crawl in the blind and decided she would sit under the stand. Dad said he told her to stay put and only shoot if a deer came up. He goes on his way and gets around 150 yards or so down the trail and hears the bull, that apparently had a pretty good temper, bellowing and raising all kinds of cain back in mom's direction. He said he takes off running back toward my mom, thinking my mom is gonna freak or the bull is gonna get after her. Anyhow, he gets back to the blind to find that the bull has cured mom's fear of heights temporarily and she is sitting up in the tower blind scared out of her mind. Funny thing is, when she sees dad, her fear of heights comes back and he literally has to carry her down the ladder of the blind or she might have still been there today. Mom hasn't deer hunted since and has only started to go back to the lease with dad in the last few years and this happened over 30 years ago.

Didn't happen at the hunting area but hunting related. Several years ago I won a Johnny Stewart varmit caller that uses casette tapes and has a 30 or so foot cord with a big speaker. Well after reading instructions and charging the battery, it was time to try it out. So I put the screaming jack tape in it. I was sitting in my easy chair and had the speaker in the hall near the front door. About that time my wife's cat got between the door and the speaker and was smelling the new item. I turned the volume to fully open and hit the power button. That cat like to have turned himself inside out, tried to run thru and over the top of a glass storm door, and cleared that speaker by 6 foot getting out of that corner. I laughed so hard, wet the pants. For some reason my wife didn't see the humor in it.

So guess I need to get a bird tape to call in Mr. bobcat, as they are afraid of big jack!!!!

Lmao

Remind me to never hunt with y'all, geez lol

some of the best stuff happens in the deer woods.

A few years back I was on a lease that was very much family driven. We would play pranks on each other. Well one such time M. was going to pull one on his son-in-law P. So M took a can of tuna fish pulled the lable of and replaced it with a cat food lable. Later at lunch time he started eating the tuna with crackers and keep exclaming how much of a wange taste it had. Finally P. looked and said " well you fool it's cat food ". At this time M. says well for cat food it's not bad and keep eating. Thats when P. left the table gagging. The rest of the party was laughing so hard we were crying.

Battery powered clock radio set to a local rock station at full volume. 20 dollars.

Alarm set for 6:30 AM and then placed on top of your buddy's tower stand. Free.

Watching it go off through a spotting scope on opening morning......Priceless.

That ain't right. I can take just about any prank you want to pull, but if you screw up my opening morning, it's not a prank and I'm not laughing.

I don't watch football. Hate basketball. Baseball sucks. Don't play gold. Hunting is my ONE sport, and I look forward to opening morning almost as much as I look forward to birthday sex.

My first season bow hunting, sitting up a tree next to a corn field w/a light drizzle coming down..... I hear all this noise in the field and have a buck poke his head out of the corn right in front of me and then take a hard left and continue out of sight. I remembered my new grunt call and blow on it... you can hear the deer jump the fence and come charging back toward my stand.. he stops right underneath my stand and looks right up at me....... I am not moving.....no breathing......not blinking........ he finally looks away....I draw.... have to cant my shot a little bit....and release right behind his shoulder......next thing I know the arrow disapears just infront of his back leg and a mila sec later I am seeing stars.... it appears I forgot to take the call out of my mouth and got it between the bow and string...... the shot pulled the call out of my mouth but it was attached to my ooat and came back w/ equal force smack dab in the middle of my forehead...... I had a knot the size of a golf ball from the impact.... story goes on from there but needless to say the arrow clipped the femorial artery and I found my deer the next afternoon.

thats crazy!

Our best times are with the kids from Operation Orphans. We like to rub a pencil on a piece of paper until there is a lot of graphite on it, then rub the eyecups of some binoculars on it. We turn them just enough out of focus that they have to rub them around and focus them. We get them to look for a deer that we see, that really isn't there. We make sure everyone gets to see their black eyes, before telling them why everyone is laughing.

We make a "guy trip" every year to my granddads ole place each fall. One time had a buddy go with us who is a natural prankster. He doesn't imbibe and the rest of of us were well over served. Anyway, he takes a rubber snake and ties to one of his belt loops with some fishing string when Robert goes in the house. When Robert returns Kenny tells him to get away from the snake and pulls his shirt as he takes off. Robert falls in behind him and the chase was on. We literally sat for three minutes laughing so hard we lost our breath. Finally Robert just falls down and proclaims "bite me you SOB, I can't run any farther!"

LOL love the snake pranks

I was going to same something similar. I work hard at my job and making good grades. By the time hunting season rolls around this year I won't have had a day off since labor day. I'd be thoroughly steamed if someone who I consider a friend did that to me. Wouldn't do something dumb like beat him, but it'd ruin my whole trip.

After reading these posts maybe we were expecting too much from our new leasee.We thought he would be laughing with us after we totally ruined his opening morning hunt in west Texas.He didn't think it was funny.Don't put up fake deer for nimrods to shoot at.

a alarm going off isnt that bad, its not good but it isnt the end of the hunt. I would just turn it off and contiue to hunt. there would be pay back tho

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I leave my gun in my blind when I'm at the lease. One night, the guys sneak out and put rounds in it with a fired primer. Next morning, out walks a nice buck. I aim, release the safety, and pull the trigger. Nothing but click. I immediately work the bolt and repeat. Click. Third round, same same. By this time, I'm cussing and making so much noise, the buck decides to eat breakfast else where. And now you know how I got the name Dry Fire.

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A guy I use to bow hunt with was tired of the cows walking by his stand. He put a rubber blunt on one of his arrows and got ready to pop one in the rear. Well right at the back of the cow pack was a nice 10 pt. He forgot he had the blunt and nailed the deer right behind the shoulder. It dropped and he was real happy with himself until it jumped up and ran off. He then realized what he had done. This guy is one of those that if you want something either exciting or not to happen just hang around him. Here are some examples: the 2 planes that collided over Carrolton back in the 80s fell on his house, he climbed in to a tree stand with a bobcat once, he watched a 12 pt. spook itself on a string and it ran in to a cedar and knocked it self out cold, he had a 6 pt. that at a feeder that had gas and kept spooking itself. I am sure I could add more.

WOW! Your buddy has awesome and horrible luck! Never stand by him during a thunderstorm but make sure you let him buy your lottery tickets!

and please add more!

Had a buddy that bought a ranch with his partner and they wanted to get into bowhunting. So they bought archery equipment at a local proshop and I helped them build some ground blinds and set some tripods. Opening morning arrived and they got up early and one guy drove and dropped the other one off. Being rookies and excited about hunting a full month early he got into to his groundblind about 10 yrds from a feedpen. The blind was made out of cattle panel and camo cloth and stuck back into a cactus. His buddy dropped him off about 30 minutes before daylight and corn with a tailgate feeder as he drove off. About 15 minutes later he got a cold feeling. He had left is quiver and arrows in the truck. At the same time he had deer in front and it was dark and he could hear them eating corn. No cell phones in those days so he just sat till daylight and had 7 bucks in front of him. He just practiced drawing on them and never spooked a deer. Next morning same blind, same routine but this time he has all his bow and the quiver with arrows also. 15 minutes later he hears corn being eatin by deer. Same group of bucks as the morning before.Just as daylight is coming on he has another cold feeling. This time it is different. He feels something crawling into the blind from the cactus behind him and across his boots and inbetween his legs. SNAKE! It is a huge blue indigo he learned later since it was still kinda dark. He jumped straight up in the air and out of them blind yelling, tearing and clawing his way out. Every deer spooked and ran like heck! Was a very green spot there next year.

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