Ever been attacked by something when hunting?
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Loyalist Dave
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Charlie the farm beagle went after my ankle once as I was walking to my car. Which was odd as Charlie had never done that before. Took a nice chunk out of the skin atop my shin bone too. I escaped into my car. I called the landowner Martha, and she was quite upset.
"Charlie never does that; he just barks. The only thing that he goes after is raccoons."
"Well that explains the quizzical expression on his face, right before he jumped forward and chomped on my leg", I explained, "as I had doused the soles of my boots with raccoon pee cover scent". The dog must've wondered why I was allowing a raccoon to be up inside my pants leg, and was only trying to save me from the trash panda."
True story...still have the scar....
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Kinda hard to make stuff like that up.........
Talons to the face by a hawk while sitting in a deer stand.
The tips of two toes chomped off by a javelina.
Bobcat scratched right arm and hand while turkey hunting.
Left hand bitten by a squirrel.
Bitten by a rattle snake on 6 different occasions.
Bitten by scorpions on 3 seperate events.
All of this was over a 60 year time period.
The tips of two toes chomped off by a javelina.
Bobcat scratched right arm and hand while turkey hunting.
Left hand bitten by a squirrel.
Bitten by a rattle snake on 6 different occasions.
Bitten by scorpions on 3 seperate events.
All of this was over a 60 year time period.
FL-NC
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I finally found someone with worse luck than me. Be careful, dude.
Godsgunman
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Not "attacked" but had a few cool incidences. First one I was bow hunting deer and hunkered down on the other side of a natural dam. I watched this coyote come walking across the dam, he stopped and sniffed around and couldn't smell me. He turned and headed my direction, he got within 20 feet of me before I decided he was to close so I turned my bow towards him and he high tailed it out of there.
Second I was hunting in my tree stand and an owl decided to join me on my hunt. He must have used my stand as a perch when I wasn't around. I was sitting there and all the sudden he came and landed on the end of my crossbow. We started at each other face to face for about 20 seconds before he flew to the tree next to me and we hunted together for 30 minutes or so.
Second I was hunting in my tree stand and an owl decided to join me on my hunt. He must have used my stand as a perch when I wasn't around. I was sitting there and all the sudden he came and landed on the end of my crossbow. We started at each other face to face for about 20 seconds before he flew to the tree next to me and we hunted together for 30 minutes or so.
Armored farmer
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Yes.
My neighbor and I have an opening day of turkey season ritual that has gone for a dozen years or more.
If i hadn't been involved myself, I would have scarcely believed it.
It had rained most of the night before the turkey season opener, and the river was out, and water was everywhere. My neighbor and I parked the truck and headed towards the strip of woods that separates our properties. It was pre-predawn. We like to get situated and enjoy a early morning beverage. Usually coffee and donut sticks.
We were slogging our way along, splashing with every step of the quarter mile hike. I thought that I heard a muffled growl coming from the distant treeline. The dark skies shed no light on our march. We were huffing and puffing along carrying decoys, chairs, packs, and guns. My friend has always loaded his mossberg at the truck because he doesn't like to make noise once we get situated. I, on the other hand, decided not to load my single barrel yet. Suddenly there was the unmistakable sound of at least two canines growling and running in the water towards us. There was no doubt what it was, and they were closing in fast.
I slung the decoy bag off my shoulder and down in front of my shins. I was clawing at my 3" 12ga as I muttered, "****, jim....my gun is empty". He replied, "mine is gonna be in a second!". With that he fired two 3" turkey loads into the darkness in the direction of the approaching dogs. No yelps, no growls, just the sound of dogs disappearing in the distance.
To this day we have no idea whose dogs those were or why they decided to hang out backin the riverbottom at least a mile from a house in any direction. Not to mention why they charged us.
I learned one thing that day. When i step out of a vehicle or atv at my hunting property, I load my gun right then.
My neighbor and I have an opening day of turkey season ritual that has gone for a dozen years or more.
If i hadn't been involved myself, I would have scarcely believed it.
It had rained most of the night before the turkey season opener, and the river was out, and water was everywhere. My neighbor and I parked the truck and headed towards the strip of woods that separates our properties. It was pre-predawn. We like to get situated and enjoy a early morning beverage. Usually coffee and donut sticks.
We were slogging our way along, splashing with every step of the quarter mile hike. I thought that I heard a muffled growl coming from the distant treeline. The dark skies shed no light on our march. We were huffing and puffing along carrying decoys, chairs, packs, and guns. My friend has always loaded his mossberg at the truck because he doesn't like to make noise once we get situated. I, on the other hand, decided not to load my single barrel yet. Suddenly there was the unmistakable sound of at least two canines growling and running in the water towards us. There was no doubt what it was, and they were closing in fast.
I slung the decoy bag off my shoulder and down in front of my shins. I was clawing at my 3" 12ga as I muttered, "****, jim....my gun is empty". He replied, "mine is gonna be in a second!". With that he fired two 3" turkey loads into the darkness in the direction of the approaching dogs. No yelps, no growls, just the sound of dogs disappearing in the distance.
To this day we have no idea whose dogs those were or why they decided to hang out backin the riverbottom at least a mile from a house in any direction. Not to mention why they charged us.
I learned one thing that day. When i step out of a vehicle or atv at my hunting property, I load my gun right then.
illinoisburt
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Never attacked by any wild animal. Close call chased by a bull doing the full-on bellowing, snotting, ground tearing angry dance. You would be amazed how fast you can run and jump a fence with proper motivation! Oh to be young and dumb again.
Otherwise, plenty of bugs. I do strongly recommend staying away from bald faced hornets, yellow jackets, and ground bees. They are all aggressive, sting a lot, and are happy to chase you to next county.
Horse flies also hurt like the dickens when they bite you between the shoulders where you cannot reach them.
Otherwise, plenty of bugs. I do strongly recommend staying away from bald faced hornets, yellow jackets, and ground bees. They are all aggressive, sting a lot, and are happy to chase you to next county.
Horse flies also hurt like the dickens when they bite you between the shoulders where you cannot reach them.
DocRock
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Bugs.
But I have seen a fellow charged by and knocked down by a hog in a line hunt through scrub. He killed it at muzzle to head distance, but momentum carried it into him and cut his leg up a bit.
I had a friend at school whose uncle was killed lion hunting in Africa. I don't know the specifics.
But I have seen a fellow charged by and knocked down by a hog in a line hunt through scrub. He killed it at muzzle to head distance, but momentum carried it into him and cut his leg up a bit.
I had a friend at school whose uncle was killed lion hunting in Africa. I don't know the specifics.
Random 8
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I had a Northern Barred owl slick the fur hat off my head once. Really got my attention!
Another one I wouldn't call an attack, but was really cool. We were doing a deer drive of heavy scrub brush, pushing towards a power line. I had the right flank posted, which was a large area of med/tall grass. 2 does rifled out of the side of the drive, angling towards the clump of alder I was posted in. We had no doe tags left, so I simply watched them come closer...closer...closer. At that point, my teenage scientific curiosity got the best of me and I wanted to see if it was possible to scare a deer to death. I jumped out into the well beaten trail about 10 yards in front of the full speed deer and did my best Sasquatch impression. Everything happened pretty fast, but I'm pretty sure one of the deer leaped 20 feet into the air while spinning 360 degrees twice in midair and jumping over me. The second deer, lacking that level of agility, lost it's footing while attempting a 90 degree turn into a wall of steeplebrush at full speed, and tumbled end over end several times, landing in the alder clump I was now adjacent to, flailing with all 4 legs in every direction, breaking branches, and bawling a godawful fawn bleat the whole time. She came up and ran right past me back into the drive, brushing my coat as she passed.
Another one I wouldn't call an attack, but was really cool. We were doing a deer drive of heavy scrub brush, pushing towards a power line. I had the right flank posted, which was a large area of med/tall grass. 2 does rifled out of the side of the drive, angling towards the clump of alder I was posted in. We had no doe tags left, so I simply watched them come closer...closer...closer. At that point, my teenage scientific curiosity got the best of me and I wanted to see if it was possible to scare a deer to death. I jumped out into the well beaten trail about 10 yards in front of the full speed deer and did my best Sasquatch impression. Everything happened pretty fast, but I'm pretty sure one of the deer leaped 20 feet into the air while spinning 360 degrees twice in midair and jumping over me. The second deer, lacking that level of agility, lost it's footing while attempting a 90 degree turn into a wall of steeplebrush at full speed, and tumbled end over end several times, landing in the alder clump I was now adjacent to, flailing with all 4 legs in every direction, breaking branches, and bawling a godawful fawn bleat the whole time. She came up and ran right past me back into the drive, brushing my coat as she passed.
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Used to carry a 9MM auto in a shoulder holster under the jacket while hunting but, after having a wolf pass by 30 feet away while sitting on watch, decided that I needed an easily accessible holster on the outside in case I could not get the .308 turned around in time.
Conelrad
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I got nailed by a Jumping Cholla cactus once while Dove hunting.
Rotten things...
Always carry longnose pliers when out in the Sonoran Desert.
Conelrad
Rotten things...
Always carry longnose pliers when out in the Sonoran Desert.
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illinoisburt
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Charlie Martinez
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I will never forget night before opening of deer season I spent with my brother at Brown's Farm Game Reserve in South Florida. The mosquitoes were so thick & hungry they nearly drove us away before the night was over. It was also extremely hot & humid so we couldn't keep the windows of our truck closed. Even bug repellent was ineffective.
I have never been discouraged from sleeping outdoors by bad weather, bears, cougars, snakes or anything else but I would not go anywhere if I knew I had to endure that experience again.
I have never been discouraged from sleeping outdoors by bad weather, bears, cougars, snakes or anything else but I would not go anywhere if I knew I had to endure that experience again.
Howland937
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I was "attacked" by a yearling fawn while hunting spring turkey season. It came near, so I sat as still as possible. Before I knew it had its nose buried in my vest pocket presumably trying to get the apple Id brought for breakfast. Mama was about 20 feet away and didn't appear to have a sense of humor about it as she blew and stomped a hoof a couple times.
Not attacked, but the one time I was truly scared was while squirrel hunting when I was about 14. Back in the 1970's there was a lot of land owned by pulpwood companies locally. They didn't care if hunters used their land and it was also criss crossed by lots of logging roads that were used by guys driving 4X4's. The land is now leased to hunt clubs and gated.
There was one of these a large wooded areas not far from home and I was easing along one of the logging roads just at sunrise when I heard sounds ahead that I couldn't identify. As I got closer I could see flames and there was a sudden explosion as the flames went up to tree top height. Someone had pulled a car down one of the logging roads as far as they could get it and had apparently stripped it during the night. They had just set it on fire and the gas tank went up when I was approaching it.
The logging road I was on ran parallel to the main road, but about 50 yards into the woods. I could see the lights and hear a truck leaving at about the same time. If I'd walked up 10 minutes sooner who knows what would have happened. As it was I believe I set an Olympic record for the 2 mile run while carrying a shotgun and wearing hunting boots to get back home.
Mom called the police and we saw them driving down the road shortly after. When dad got home from work we walked to the sight and found small bits of car trim and the woods burned around the area. We found one piece of Mustang trim.
There was one of these a large wooded areas not far from home and I was easing along one of the logging roads just at sunrise when I heard sounds ahead that I couldn't identify. As I got closer I could see flames and there was a sudden explosion as the flames went up to tree top height. Someone had pulled a car down one of the logging roads as far as they could get it and had apparently stripped it during the night. They had just set it on fire and the gas tank went up when I was approaching it.
The logging road I was on ran parallel to the main road, but about 50 yards into the woods. I could see the lights and hear a truck leaving at about the same time. If I'd walked up 10 minutes sooner who knows what would have happened. As it was I believe I set an Olympic record for the 2 mile run while carrying a shotgun and wearing hunting boots to get back home.
Mom called the police and we saw them driving down the road shortly after. When dad got home from work we walked to the sight and found small bits of car trim and the woods burned around the area. We found one piece of Mustang trim.
A 9 pt that dressed 160 didnt care for the .50 cal hole I put in him. Roundball, front of onside shoulder, stopped in hide behind offside one.
Head up, looking for the doe he was chasing, laying like an attentive dog....facing away, i popped him again from behind, close.
He spun around and threw dirt, made all sorts of noises. The MZ was empty and I figured leave and come back in 10.mins, but then people at work would laugh......so I stood my ground and got ready to whop him on top of the head when he came in.
He came in but died in that lunge.
You talk about a bad case of jimmy leg!
Like a freakin jackhammer, I had to sit on the ground. Was only my 3rd deer.
He looked like a bull.moose then, but was really only 115". LOL
Head up, looking for the doe he was chasing, laying like an attentive dog....facing away, i popped him again from behind, close.
He spun around and threw dirt, made all sorts of noises. The MZ was empty and I figured leave and come back in 10.mins, but then people at work would laugh......so I stood my ground and got ready to whop him on top of the head when he came in.
He came in but died in that lunge.
You talk about a bad case of jimmy leg!
Like a freakin jackhammer, I had to sit on the ground. Was only my 3rd deer.
He looked like a bull.moose then, but was really only 115". LOL
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Buzznrose
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I don’t think what you heard was a bear. Breaking sticks? And it stalked your brother too? But never showed itself? Not a bear.
Could have been a person watching you...trying to scare you and making sure you didn’t stumble across a still or a weed growing operation.
I can think of one other possibility that most here would dismiss as crazy, but I’d be serious...because I’ve heard this stalking activity described by many different people. Question...did you ever stop while walking back out, and if you did, did the “stalker” stop too while you were halted, only to resume when you did?
troy fairweather
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My brother had a squirrel same up in his game pouch, there's a reason dad always had use step on the head before picking them up. He also shot the biggest bee hive I've ever seen the next season.
Me other then some angry squirrels barking and dropping nuts on me. I had a run in with quite a large bear in the dark bow hunting, let's just say I had my knife out ready.
Me other then some angry squirrels barking and dropping nuts on me. I had a run in with quite a large bear in the dark bow hunting, let's just say I had my knife out ready.
no, but got stalked by a very big cougar on a walk in the woods with two other people, pretty sure the group is why there was no attack. Walking in new snow, turned around at the end of the road, and found the tracks came up to about 10' behind us. He was following us from about 100' from where we parked.
Also ran into a black bear while biking. He was small, but I didn't wait to see if he was alone.
Also ran into a black bear while biking. He was small, but I didn't wait to see if he was alone.
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Very unlikely a person . This was private land that our hunting club has leased since the 70’s . You could walk in if you wanted to , but you would have a long walk to get there . No weed fields or stills , we walk that land a lot .This happened at sunset . I also talked to someone that lives at the house near the access road about a month later and he told me that he had been seeing a bear around his house before hunting season started . I hadn’t mentioned to him my experience .
It kept walking around when I would stop . I think it might have been a Bigfoot now that you got my imagination working .
illinoisburt
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Get a thermacell. They work really well anywhere the air is mostly still. Ive hunted early season flood control areas (think forests flooded daily with an inch or two of water as river locks are adjusted down stream) where you could watch the hatches in the leaf litter. No way I would go without one.
entropy
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I almost had an owl take out my eyes while deer hunting. I had a camo face net on, and he saw my eyes move, and silently swooped across a small swamp right at my face- when he was about ten feet out, I raised the shotgun and my arms. Watching that owl backpedal for altitude was hilarious!
I confessed to being 'treed' by a herd of Holsteins bowhunting; I was in a tree stand,and they grazed their way over to me. I was a city boy then, and a little afraid to come down when they were under me. They eventually grazed away from me and I 'escaped' intact. I guess I would say I was 'countrified' when I saw my nephew pull on the Holstein bull's ring some years later and just yelled at him instead of freaking out. (Thankfully, it was a really docile, old, bull.)
I have been attacked by other hunters duck hunting. A guy shot at our boat for taking 'his' spot, from about 75 yards away. We ducked behind the gunwhale, Dad threw me a box of 00 Buck, we both loaded them up, and he told me to shoot for the waterline of his canoe if he shot again. He didn't. He decided to skybust the rest of the day instead. Just another reason I quit duck hunting.
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