PATH
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If I have no license to shoot it then it goes on its merry way in peace!
A What would you do in the woods if this happened question.
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All of you guys who've mentioned ghillies suits are right on. They look just like a "big foot" trundling through the timber. So the answer to the original question is not only no but heck no.
Now in Marshalls case I'd have slipped in a couple of 3" breneke slugs (which I always carry with me when bird hunting just in case) and proceeded to see what the heck that thing was. I do have a thing about dangerous game especially in the tall grass. If I had a soilid ID on a genuine yeti I think I'd probably let her go unless she had the bad taste to charge me. Then it would be monkey curtains baby.
Now in Marshalls case I'd have slipped in a couple of 3" breneke slugs (which I always carry with me when bird hunting just in case) and proceeded to see what the heck that thing was. I do have a thing about dangerous game especially in the tall grass. If I had a soilid ID on a genuine yeti I think I'd probably let her go unless she had the bad taste to charge me. Then it would be monkey curtains baby.
ENC
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Ha
Monkey curtains went out of fashion last fall. The new think is Shark Fin mini-blinds.
Monkey curtains went out of fashion last fall. The new think is Shark Fin mini-blinds.
Ryder
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I didn't shoot either
But then it's my buddies that think I saw bigfeets, not me.
I set up to hunt deer on a high ditchbank with a clear cut extending away into the woods on the opposite side of the ditch. To my left the ditch makes a 90 degree turn paralleling the cut. On that corner was a beaver damn. I had a clear shot down the ditch to my right for a long ways and there was basically no water in the ditch in that direction due to the dam. Sun was setting behind me, it was very cold.
A buddy and his brother were hunting in the woods about a quarter mile down the ditch to my right. I heard branches breaking across the ditch in the woods coming from that direction. My first thought was one of my buddies got cold and decided to push me a deer. My second thought was, must be a freaking bear, huge branches are being broken. Just before it appeared I was sure no bear could make that much racket unless crazy wounded. Bear are extremely rare in this area. Perhaps a moose by the sounds of it? But there are none of those around here either.
I was ready with my scoped 06. Whatever it was definately was about to enter the clearing across the ditch.
Two dark human shapes stop on the edge of the clearing maybe 35-40 yards out. No orange, no guns, I can not make out faces or clothing even though the sun is shining from behind me full right onto them. Weird! Just dark human shapes.
They look left and right before crossing the clearing.. Just like we teach our kids to cross a street. Across the clearing they start. I know they didn't see me because the sun had to have blinded them. They get right in the middle of the clearing and freeze instantly in their tracks, both heads snap swivel and stare right at me in unison. The wind is blowing from me to them at this point, they have smelled me! I still don't think they can see me because of the sun but they act like they are afraid and frozen in place. I get to thinking these stupid people see me and are afraid I am going to shoot them or something so I slowly raise my left hand, like an indian doing the "how" greeting to reassure them all is well. Little one snaps his head around to look at the big one who snaps his head straight ahead and off they strut continuing hurriedly across the clearing.
SPLASH! Those crazy idiots are swimming the creek! Why didn't they use the beaver damn to cross? It's like very freaking deep there, at least 12 feet deep. Nothing but knee deep swamp on the other side, not a house for miles in that direction and the sun is down within minutes. Where in the heck do they think they are going?
So anyway, whoever or whatever it was must have been shagging out of the woods because of my buddies down stream and ran right into me. Sure seems discourteous that they wouldn't wave back and smile. I never heard them make any verbal sounds. My buds said they never saw anyone.
These days I think maybe I should have at least put the scope on them. They wouldn't have even known it and I would have a little more info, a lot less questions. Shooting was never a consideration. They were no threat to me. If they were though I'd have dropped them both like a box of rocks in the bottom of the ditch. Remington 7400 carbine with 165gr Nosler Ballistic Tips! Oh yeah.
But then it's my buddies that think I saw bigfeets, not me.
I set up to hunt deer on a high ditchbank with a clear cut extending away into the woods on the opposite side of the ditch. To my left the ditch makes a 90 degree turn paralleling the cut. On that corner was a beaver damn. I had a clear shot down the ditch to my right for a long ways and there was basically no water in the ditch in that direction due to the dam. Sun was setting behind me, it was very cold.
A buddy and his brother were hunting in the woods about a quarter mile down the ditch to my right. I heard branches breaking across the ditch in the woods coming from that direction. My first thought was one of my buddies got cold and decided to push me a deer. My second thought was, must be a freaking bear, huge branches are being broken. Just before it appeared I was sure no bear could make that much racket unless crazy wounded. Bear are extremely rare in this area. Perhaps a moose by the sounds of it? But there are none of those around here either.
I was ready with my scoped 06. Whatever it was definately was about to enter the clearing across the ditch.
Two dark human shapes stop on the edge of the clearing maybe 35-40 yards out. No orange, no guns, I can not make out faces or clothing even though the sun is shining from behind me full right onto them. Weird! Just dark human shapes.
They look left and right before crossing the clearing.. Just like we teach our kids to cross a street. Across the clearing they start. I know they didn't see me because the sun had to have blinded them. They get right in the middle of the clearing and freeze instantly in their tracks, both heads snap swivel and stare right at me in unison. The wind is blowing from me to them at this point, they have smelled me! I still don't think they can see me because of the sun but they act like they are afraid and frozen in place. I get to thinking these stupid people see me and are afraid I am going to shoot them or something so I slowly raise my left hand, like an indian doing the "how" greeting to reassure them all is well. Little one snaps his head around to look at the big one who snaps his head straight ahead and off they strut continuing hurriedly across the clearing.
SPLASH! Those crazy idiots are swimming the creek! Why didn't they use the beaver damn to cross? It's like very freaking deep there, at least 12 feet deep. Nothing but knee deep swamp on the other side, not a house for miles in that direction and the sun is down within minutes. Where in the heck do they think they are going?
So anyway, whoever or whatever it was must have been shagging out of the woods because of my buddies down stream and ran right into me. Sure seems discourteous that they wouldn't wave back and smile. I never heard them make any verbal sounds. My buds said they never saw anyone.
These days I think maybe I should have at least put the scope on them. They wouldn't have even known it and I would have a little more info, a lot less questions. Shooting was never a consideration. They were no threat to me. If they were though I'd have dropped them both like a box of rocks in the bottom of the ditch. Remington 7400 carbine with 165gr Nosler Ballistic Tips! Oh yeah.
Art Eatman
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Now, Ryder, I got a bit of a problem: If I can see the difference between grey-colored quail and grey-colored doves at 35 yards (the distance from my window to my bird-feeder) and see chipmunk sized antelope squirrels, how is it you're only seeing dark shapes?
Great story, but the distance oughta be out around 200. Maybe 300. I might buy 300. 35? No sale.
Now, my ex-wife is real near-sighted, but at least she could tell the difference between me and the dog.
, Art
Great story, but the distance oughta be out around 200. Maybe 300. I might buy 300. 35? No sale.
Now, my ex-wife is real near-sighted, but at least she could tell the difference between me and the dog.
, ArtRyder
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Yeah, I got a problem with it too Art. Back in those days my eyesight was perfection so I don't understand it either. Could be an optical illusion? Maybe my mind was blanking things out by trying to find the missing blaze orange and guns? But ya know, now that you mention distances... They appeared to me to be of normal human size... IF I was estimating distance based on the size of a man and these really were "Bigfeets" then they would have had to have been further out than I've always thought. But I still wouldn't want to put it out much beyond 60 yards.
Much like a previous story mentioned here, why no hats in that kind of cold? Probably the strangest part though is crossing that deep water. They were desperately trying to get somewhere in a big hurry while maintaining as much cover as possible. The reason they didn't cross the beaver dam was because it was in my view, I couldnt see them where they crossed because of brush along the ditch bank. They didn't ease into the water like a person might do, there was a whole lot of splashing, and they didn't hesitate on the opposite bank upon reaching the other side. I listened to them splash away through the swamp for quite aways breaking many large branches as they went.
After all that I couldn't get back to the car and crank up that heater quick enough, it was bitter cold once the sun went down and the last thing I wanted was to be out there with freaks like that roaming around in the dark. Human or otherwise.
Like I said, I've always told the story as just a strange experience... I don't claimed em to be bigfeet. I would never put a bullet into something just to find out.
Back in those days my eyesight was perfection so I don't understand it either. Could be an optical illusion? Maybe my mind was blanking things out by trying to find the missing blaze orange and guns? But ya know, now that you mention distances... They appeared to me to be of normal human size... IF I was estimating distance based on the size of a man and these really were "Bigfeets" then they would have had to have been further out than I've always thought. But I still wouldn't want to put it out much beyond 60 yards. Much like a previous story mentioned here, why no hats in that kind of cold? Probably the strangest part though is crossing that deep water. They were desperately trying to get somewhere in a big hurry while maintaining as much cover as possible. The reason they didn't cross the beaver dam was because it was in my view, I couldnt see them where they crossed because of brush along the ditch bank. They didn't ease into the water like a person might do, there was a whole lot of splashing, and they didn't hesitate on the opposite bank upon reaching the other side. I listened to them splash away through the swamp for quite aways breaking many large branches as they went.
After all that I couldn't get back to the car and crank up that heater quick enough, it was bitter cold once the sun went down and the last thing I wanted was to be out there with freaks like that roaming around in the dark. Human or otherwise.
Like I said, I've always told the story as just a strange experience... I don't claimed em to be bigfeet. I would never put a bullet into something just to find out.
Mike Irwin
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I let it go.
I'm not hunting Big Foot. I'm hunting elk.
I'm not hunting Big Foot. I'm hunting elk.
shooten
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No tag, no shot. Besides, it's probably some guy dressed in a big foot costume anyway.
Scott
Scott
Art Eatman
Moderator In Memoriam
Wet Blanket Time: I ran across a news article within the last few days, saying the guy who did the original Bigfoot hoax died. Age 84.
He cut out some plywood "feet" to make the tracks; the original photos were of his wife in a gorilla-type costume. His family, of course, has known about it for years.
The writer of the article commented about other such "sightings" in Louisiana and elsewhere...
Ain't imagination wonderful? On both sides, hoaxer and hoaxee?
, Art
He cut out some plywood "feet" to make the tracks; the original photos were of his wife in a gorilla-type costume. His family, of course, has known about it for years.
The writer of the article commented about other such "sightings" in Louisiana and elsewhere...
Ain't imagination wonderful? On both sides, hoaxer and hoaxee?
, Art
1goodshot
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Why kill a big foot ? you going to eat it?
Big_R
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Marshall:
Great story. What part of OK did that happen in? The reason I ask is my wife has some family from the Broken Bow/Idabel area and I had a very interesting conversation with a couple of folks when I went to visit. I always thought they were pulling my leg, or had gotten into that "McCurtain county gold", but maybe not.
I also saw some people who could have passed for a Bigfoot, myself included (6'8" 280#).
Ryan
Great story. What part of OK did that happen in? The reason I ask is my wife has some family from the Broken Bow/Idabel area and I had a very interesting conversation with a couple of folks when I went to visit. I always thought they were pulling my leg, or had gotten into that "McCurtain county gold", but maybe not.
I also saw some people who could have passed for a Bigfoot, myself included (6'8" 280#).
Ryan
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