iccyman001
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- Apr 30, 2014
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You have all heard them, but what is yours.
Was nature calling and in the middle of it your animal stepped out?
Was it the first minute of opening season and you dropped your biggest animal?
Let us know about your wildest/oddest/most interesting kill.
I actually have a lot of them, but I am going to go with my first bow kill ever.
I was whitetail hunting Massachusetts and I was on an absolute mission.
I started on a Monday and everyday until Thursday I was in my tree stand every legal minute. I was glassing and looking at the maps/terrain, kept adjusting my stand placement and kept getting close and closer. Monday I saw deer about 100 yards out, but they passed me. Tuesday I moved close to where I saw them and more deer came from about 60 yards out, so I adjusted again. Wednesday I sat through 12 hours of rain and 33 degree weather. I had no rain gear on, but I toughed it out. Ended up having a buck and a doe come in at 25 yards, but I couldn\'t get the shot off.
SO here it was. Wednesday night, I am driving home and I am pumped because I knew tomorrow I was going to kill a deer. I found a great spot, I had them patterned, now it was on.
Well, I went out to dinner that night with my family, woke up at 3am Thursday morning, get ready and I am just about to walk out the door when it hit me....
WHERE ARE MY TRUCK KEYS............. :crazy: :crazy: :crazy: :crazy:
You see my sister had driven me to the restaurant, and like a DUMBY I left my keys on the table at the restaurant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I look up online and see GREAT, THEY DONT OPEN UNTIL 11!!!! RAGEEEEEEEE
So I sit there counting down the minutes, wait for them to open, run in with my hunting gear on, grab my keys and race an hour north to where my stand is. I end up getting to my parking spot at 1:00 in the afternoon because of TRAFFIC and I was VERY MAD. I just trudged through the woods, stomping, huffing, and not caring about noise.
I get to the base of my tree and look down at my bow. At the time I first started out I had feathers instead of vanes.... guess who had destroyed two of his arrows feathers because of him angry walking......
So now I am late, I have one arrow, and I am just steaming.
SO I climb up my tree, strap my harness, pull up my bow and I hear \"crack\".
Mind you I have not even untied my bow or put on my release yet, but I turn around and there is a buck coming in to me..... :crazy:
I have my back turned to him, so I untie my bow, put on my release, knock my arrow, draw back and the rest was history.
It was during the rut and he must have heard me making all of that noise and climbing the tree.
SO yeah, that is my odd victory story.....
Let\'s hear yours!
Was nature calling and in the middle of it your animal stepped out?
Was it the first minute of opening season and you dropped your biggest animal?
Let us know about your wildest/oddest/most interesting kill.
I actually have a lot of them, but I am going to go with my first bow kill ever.
I was whitetail hunting Massachusetts and I was on an absolute mission.
I started on a Monday and everyday until Thursday I was in my tree stand every legal minute. I was glassing and looking at the maps/terrain, kept adjusting my stand placement and kept getting close and closer. Monday I saw deer about 100 yards out, but they passed me. Tuesday I moved close to where I saw them and more deer came from about 60 yards out, so I adjusted again. Wednesday I sat through 12 hours of rain and 33 degree weather. I had no rain gear on, but I toughed it out. Ended up having a buck and a doe come in at 25 yards, but I couldn\'t get the shot off.
SO here it was. Wednesday night, I am driving home and I am pumped because I knew tomorrow I was going to kill a deer. I found a great spot, I had them patterned, now it was on.
Well, I went out to dinner that night with my family, woke up at 3am Thursday morning, get ready and I am just about to walk out the door when it hit me....
WHERE ARE MY TRUCK KEYS............. :crazy: :crazy: :crazy: :crazy:
You see my sister had driven me to the restaurant, and like a DUMBY I left my keys on the table at the restaurant!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I look up online and see GREAT, THEY DONT OPEN UNTIL 11!!!! RAGEEEEEEEE
So I sit there counting down the minutes, wait for them to open, run in with my hunting gear on, grab my keys and race an hour north to where my stand is. I end up getting to my parking spot at 1:00 in the afternoon because of TRAFFIC and I was VERY MAD. I just trudged through the woods, stomping, huffing, and not caring about noise.
I get to the base of my tree and look down at my bow. At the time I first started out I had feathers instead of vanes.... guess who had destroyed two of his arrows feathers because of him angry walking......
So now I am late, I have one arrow, and I am just steaming.
SO I climb up my tree, strap my harness, pull up my bow and I hear \"crack\".
Mind you I have not even untied my bow or put on my release yet, but I turn around and there is a buck coming in to me..... :crazy:
I have my back turned to him, so I untie my bow, put on my release, knock my arrow, draw back and the rest was history.
It was during the rut and he must have heard me making all of that noise and climbing the tree.
SO yeah, that is my odd victory story.....
Let\'s hear yours!