What is the closest you got ?

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Stabbed one with my knife once. Just jumped out of my tree on his back and cut his......Wait, this isn't the "No Way Man...That is Such Rubbish" thread. Nevermind. 3 paces from my tree and I was ten feet up in the tree. So about 12 feet I guess.
 
What is the closest you ever got before taking the shot , do you think you could have got closer ? why didn't you go closer ? and did you capitalize?
While hunting? I was 8 foot up in a tree stand and the deer was about 10 foot from the tree.

Once while pulling in hay bales if the tractor didn't have a cab I could have reached over and scratched it's back! (For some reason bucks have no fear of tractors and a few have a fascination of them. )
 
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When I was a kid, I shot a doe running by me one handed with my rifle about 6 inches from the muzzle. It was so close the hair was singed.
 
I've stalked up to 5 yards from a bedded buck. He was in the broom weeds and I took off my boots and socks and went barefoot. I passed on shooting though, he was a yearling, and snuck out the way I went in, he never new anything was up.
 
Closest I have ever taken a shot on a whitetail was about 3-5 yds. It was too close to use my 4x scope. I pointed the rifle (hip shot)... running too I might add. Never stalked closer than about 20-25 yds and that was mostly luck from my point of view. Didn't take a shot that day as there was a big buck that started to wander my way through the brush and I was trying to get a clear shot. I pretty much ignored the other deer at that point; I was on the ground very close to them.
 
Had a prairie dog less than five feet away from the truck when we were driving out to a hunting spot. He was far too close for a scoped rifle, and being on the top of a hill there was no way to back up and safely take a shot. I thought about seeing if I could get him with the butt of my rifle, but I didn't really want to shoot the rest of the day with prairie dog entrails on my shoulder. Probably couldn't have hit him, anyway.

Dirty dog was still there looking at us on the way out, too...
 
I have shot two does that stood hunter my climbing stand. About 16 feet down. Had a doe and twins walk with in 8 feet of me. I herd them first while stalking, saw them . Put my rifle on the tip of my boot and lean against a the. Doe knew I was there, something was there, but all camo'd with gloves and head net they slowly went on by.
 
First deer I ever shot I killed at about 5 feet. Came up behind the tree I had my back to in my stand. I was able to stand up, turn back to the left and aim my shotgun virtually straight down. Sure tasted good :D.
 
I recall my Dad (and me)... rabbit hunting with beagles. Such fun. Anyway, bunnies sometimes sit very tight and you might have one at your feet that doesn't jump out. My Dad would say.... just take the top of his head off with a shotgun. Funny.

My experience with that is a bunny running very quickly away from you and a wasted shell. Then you put the dogs on the trail and the fun begins if they don't "run in". Days they sit tight are the same days they will usually find a convenient groundhog hole after the dogs start on their trail.
 
Had a prairie dog less than five feet away from the truck when we were driving out to a hunting spot. He was far too close for a scoped rifle, and being on the top of a hill there was no way to back up and safely take a shot. I thought about seeing if I could get him with the butt of my rifle, but I didn't really want to shoot the rest of the day with prairie dog entrails on my shoulder. Probably couldn't have hit him, anyway.

Dirty dog was still there looking at us on the way out, too...
Had almost the same experience with a prairie dog. Was driving in to our area and spotted one at probably 5 feet. I had a Smith .22 revolver in the seat and popped him, almost too easy.
 
I had a doe walk within clubbing distance of me during buck week while I was sitting on the ground leaning against the tree. Watched it walk to me and by me and off into the brush.

I Saw a good sized doe Bed down in reeds in a creek bottom 200+yds from me. After seeing 15 other hunters walk by, probably 5 trucks and a quad go by on the dirt road roughly 50yds on the other side, she held tight. So After seeing nothing the rest of the day I quietly stalked give or take about 500yds around down and through to the other side of the lil creek I started to slowly sneak up. By that point I wasn't sure "exactly" where the spot was since I was way far from where I started but what the hey I gave it a shot. I get to roughly where I thought it was and nothing, continued up past where I was certain it was, still nothing. It Started to drizzle so I turned around and proceeded slowly back the way I came, still sure she was there and reasonably certain I couldn't be passing more than a few feet from it somewhere along the way. It turned out I was right. As fate would have it, I stopped cause of all things I was fighting a sneeze back. As soon as I stopped She exploded from practically underneath me in the reeds, out up and over through the thickets by the time I sneezed and looked up again.

As you can see.... i'm not a very good hunter but I have a good time, and its almost assured that no animals will be injured, save a sleeping fox I once stepped on.
 
I wasn't hunting at the time but had an encounter with a bull moose. I'd just walked out of my front door on a cold and dark winter night headed for my flight. My mind was a million miles away and suddenly I looked up to see the ass end of a big bull moose feeding on my shrubs, he wasn't more than 2 feet away. I jumped back and gave him a wide berth (I was used to this guy, had seen him dozens of times outside my door, no threat)
 
My brother was hunting with a bow from a ground blind. Had a big black bear wander up and sniff the branches he had in front to further break up his camo'd form. Yes, we're talking under 3 feet.....
 
Prolly 3 yards. My little brother actually touched it before it ran. A Fawn hiding in some brush. Neither one of us saw it so IDK if that counts. Atleast he said he did.
 
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I can shoot rifle well so don't need to get close :D

Walked into a Warthog at about 30 paces, we both froze, fortunately I unfroze first and the sow was toast. Took an Impala at about 10 paces.
 
Cock up of note.

On the back of a truck, short of meat, the ranch owner says take him we need our quota as some of the boys have not shot what they should have. I am a walk and stalk boy but we needed to get some of the boys some biltong. Took the shot. Should have jumped off and slit the poor buggers throat rather.

Never again.
 
When a doe lies down about ten feet below your tree stand, how can you resist from dropping small pieces of bark? So you watch the vibrating skin twitch thing. Next problem: How do you keep from laughing out loud?
 
Closest I've ever killed a deer was about 10 yds. directly under my tree stand. I have touched, or had them touch me, twice.

I was bow hunting on a local farm, just easing through the woods when I saw a small buck making his way towards me. I slipped up next to a little cedar to break up my outline and just watched him. He was acting funny...shaking his head and kind of snorting & appeared to be unsteady on his feet. I finally figured out that he was sick & when he came by me at a distance of just a few feet I could see the mucous dripping out of his nose! He passed with the cedar brushing his flank & I just "had" to reach out and pat him on the ass:) He never reacted...just kept on walking.

The second time I have no explanation for. A buddy & I were bow hunting in the Land Between the Lakes & had walked in on what looked like an old logging road for about a mile. I took a seat on a hickory stump & just as it started to get dusky dark, had 13 deer feed their way to me. And I mean to me. They were all around me with none further than 20 yds. I just sat there until well after dark as they continued to feed. One of them nudged me in the back twice:eek: I couldn't believe that! Not so much as a stamp of a foot from any of them. After a bit they eased on off & I got up and left. The next evening went back to the same spot but only had two come in. Heart shot a doe at 25 yds....my first deer. She ran in a semi-circle about 100 yds. and piled up, breaking her neck. Getting her out of the woods is a story unto itself.
 
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