Saltwater60
20×102mm Vulcan
Yikes that’s crazy.M not sure if these stories are funny, but I have a few.
I was 16 years old and my 16 year old friend and I were going on our first deer hunt.
We had never killed anything bigger than a squirrel.
We both had our brand new, NEVER fired, single shot NEF Pardner 12 gauge shotguns.
We went on my parents land which was about 70 acres.
We walked about 100 yards into the woods where we sat on a log, propped our guns against trees and began eating pizza from crinkley aluminum foil. When my friend was done eating he lit up a Marlboro Red. We were talking and eating and smoking..... Then we hear a stick crack close by. I turned to look over my shoulder and there stood an 8 point buck.....about 20 feet away. He had come from a thicket of red brush. Almost without thinking I grabbed my NEVER FIRED shotgun, leveled and pulled the trigger. The deer immediately crumbled to the ground....dead as a door nail, not a flinch. I realized years later that most deer at least flop around for a minute, but not this guy.
We immediately ran over to the deer and began our celebration!!
Then realized, we had never dressed anything bigger than a squirrel.
My thought was, "its just like a big squirrel".
I got it dressed in a record 45 minutes and we tossed it in the trunk of my Renueult Alliance.
We went straight to my friends house because his dad was a hunter and knew how to process the deer.
His dad was absolutely flabbergasted to say the least.
He could not believe our first deer hunt lasted 10 minutes and ended with a pretty nice buck. To this day the old guy calls me "dead-eye".
The next story happened about 20 years ago.
A different friend and I were Fall turkey hunting on our property, the same area as the first story.
We were sitting with our backs against a tree about 10 feet apart.
This is tough to describe but ill try......
I was sitting to Norms left, with my shotgun pointing to the left.
Norm was sitting with his shotgun pointing to his right.
We had trees behind us, so swinging around to fire would be difficult, we were on our butts against the trees.
We hear something walking up behind us.....it wasn't a turkey, we assumed a deer.
It kept getting closer and closer....
We could not turn to see due to the trees we were sitting against.
So, we waited.......
It got a bit spooky when we realized this thing was going to walk between the trees, which would put the beast about 4 feet from each of us.
Then, a big old boar black bear walked right between us.
The bear looked to its left at me, then to its right at Norm, then looked forward, made a sigh and kept slowly walking down the hill. We did not say a word until the bear was about 50 feet away. It never looked back.
We were both obviously loaded with turkey load and neither of us could have swung around quick enough to fire before the bear was on us.
Luckily the old fella was just sondering along.
We could actually smell the bears breath when it sighed.
I swear it was almost a "damn, you got me" type sigh.![]()
I was in the Adirondack on a trip with my wife once. I was boulder hopping while brook trout fishing. My wife comes running yelling she thinks she saw a bear and wants to leave. I figured she just didn’t like me fishing out of her sight. I said come catch up. She insisted we leave and it was getting late. I said on. I was trying to get back to her quickly and paying more attention to her than my surroundings. I went to hop over a big rock and placed my arms out to brace myself and then looked down to see where my feet needed to go. As I was spreading my feet I realized I was completely spread out over a bear den by the side of the creek. She likely did see a bear.