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With some of the threads posted on here about baiting I started to think about some past seasons. The things that stick out for me are exciting times & some blunders.
I went out to hunt over my bait for a weekend, had camp all set up & was ready to rock. When I noticed I left my hip boots back @ home. I scrambled back to the nearest town bought a new pair & raced back to camp. I made it back, popped them on, & started running in order get to my spot before it became to late. About half way in I jammed a sharp limb into the shin of one boot putting a huge hole in it. Had deep water yet to cross.
It really sucks sitting in a stand w/ one cold foot in a new pair hip boots.
Another time I was going in & was about 50 yards from the bait when out of the tall grass popped up this "Brown" moose calf 10' away. All I saw was brown @ first & about soiled myself. To top it off the little guy stumbled into a deep slue & started BAHHHHING for its mom. I lite up the tree like a cat before cow moose or a hungry brownie arrived. He eventually found his way out & I saw niether.
Was hunting w/ my bow & had taking a few bears by then & wanted to catch it on tape, before the DIGITAL era. I had everything all ready to rock when this monster boar walked in. He made the 55 gallon barrel look tiny. He just laid down on that pile w/o a care in the world, not a bit nervous. He was the top dog for sure. I hit record on the cam corder, locked it on the bear, nocked an arrow, peeked one more time to make sure everything was centered & focused. Low & behold the battery ran out!!!! I popped another one in, grabbed my bow, & checked a third time. Tape ran out!!!! ARGGG. Popped in a new tape & grabbed my bow about the same time he decided to walk straight away. It was early, lots of light left, & I thought he may come back? I never saw that guy again that year. Buddy dumbed one that big the next year w/ a 20" & some change skull about a mile away. Had some huge pads! Might of been the same one? Who knows but the SOG got it all on tape!
Another time I took a friend out to take his first black bear & we had a few come in, but was waiting for a nice one. One we passed on walked underneath my buddies stand, sniffed around, & then in a flash jumped up & locked onto his tree w/ a thud. I was in the next tree over & his eyes got huge. The bear kept climbing up the tree & he pulled his 44 out, but the bear was on the back side of the tree & he couldn't see it. He was flippen out. The bear was trying to peak around the tree & look up to see what was up there & my buddy was doing the exact same thing looken down. It was hilarious. It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. The bear stopped half way up & eventually walked off. A bit later he shot a nice 6.6 boar w/ a thick hide. So he was not to mad @ me when we finally climbed down. I still can picture my buddies eyes popping out of his skull w/ fright. Now if I only could have caught that on tape!
I am sure there are some great "Patrick McManus" type stories out there just waiting to be shared?
I went out to hunt over my bait for a weekend, had camp all set up & was ready to rock. When I noticed I left my hip boots back @ home. I scrambled back to the nearest town bought a new pair & raced back to camp. I made it back, popped them on, & started running in order get to my spot before it became to late. About half way in I jammed a sharp limb into the shin of one boot putting a huge hole in it. Had deep water yet to cross.
It really sucks sitting in a stand w/ one cold foot in a new pair hip boots.Another time I was going in & was about 50 yards from the bait when out of the tall grass popped up this "Brown" moose calf 10' away. All I saw was brown @ first & about soiled myself. To top it off the little guy stumbled into a deep slue & started BAHHHHING for its mom. I lite up the tree like a cat before cow moose or a hungry brownie arrived. He eventually found his way out & I saw niether.
Was hunting w/ my bow & had taking a few bears by then & wanted to catch it on tape, before the DIGITAL era. I had everything all ready to rock when this monster boar walked in. He made the 55 gallon barrel look tiny. He just laid down on that pile w/o a care in the world, not a bit nervous. He was the top dog for sure. I hit record on the cam corder, locked it on the bear, nocked an arrow, peeked one more time to make sure everything was centered & focused. Low & behold the battery ran out!!!! I popped another one in, grabbed my bow, & checked a third time. Tape ran out!!!! ARGGG. Popped in a new tape & grabbed my bow about the same time he decided to walk straight away. It was early, lots of light left, & I thought he may come back? I never saw that guy again that year. Buddy dumbed one that big the next year w/ a 20" & some change skull about a mile away. Had some huge pads! Might of been the same one? Who knows but the SOG got it all on tape!
Another time I took a friend out to take his first black bear & we had a few come in, but was waiting for a nice one. One we passed on walked underneath my buddies stand, sniffed around, & then in a flash jumped up & locked onto his tree w/ a thud. I was in the next tree over & his eyes got huge. The bear kept climbing up the tree & he pulled his 44 out, but the bear was on the back side of the tree & he couldn't see it. He was flippen out. The bear was trying to peak around the tree & look up to see what was up there & my buddy was doing the exact same thing looken down. It was hilarious. It was all I could do not to laugh out loud. The bear stopped half way up & eventually walked off. A bit later he shot a nice 6.6 boar w/ a thick hide. So he was not to mad @ me when we finally climbed down. I still can picture my buddies eyes popping out of his skull w/ fright. Now if I only could have caught that on tape!
I am sure there are some great "Patrick McManus" type stories out there just waiting to be shared?
Shaking like a leaf on a tree 
I hurried to watch the show... sat down and got positioned. This Grizz made my barrel look like a 5 gallon bucket. I started shaking so bad I just knew he was going to see me. By then I am whisper screaming (woman thing)I couldn't stand the misquitos it brought in with it. Swatting my face and missing cause I can't control myself from my shaking!! Oh and then this city girl's CELL PHONE starts vibrating!!! Oh my GOD its vibrating against the PSP Video Games in my pocket... I can't even get my hands to stop shaking long enough to get them in my pocket to cancel out the call. It didn't just go off once, it went off 5 times! Yeap it was on a 2 minute reminder... I thought to myself whoever called me better be calling to tell me someone had died because I was going to ... well you know. The big boar is looking right up at me. My husband is grinning from ear to ear. I thought ... I have to pee! Oh this is great.. just great. That bear emptied the barrel and it was hours later that it was spooked off. I didn't care what was coming in at that point! All I knew is I was outta there. I am then yelling at my husband to light a cig and chain smoke for an hour. I got down out of the tree without complaining once. Got on my wheeler and headed for the trail. Realizing my husband is not behind me... oh no. I thought he has a gun, he'll be fine. Then it hits me, I have his key in my pocket. Getting stuck in the swamp trying to turn around... no tree to wench to.. I am not getting off this thing to go give him his keys. Yup, I had to. As I am walking back up the trail with my rifle ready... my husband jumps out of the trees with a huge grrrrr. I nearly killed him after I peed my pants. We still laugh about that till this day. 
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