One of my hunting buddies was walking to his stand at first light on a farm he had only hunted a few times. On a field edge, in the moonlight, all of a sudden he was in the water struggling to not drown. He had fallen into an old carcass pit. There are very few things as disgusting as the smell of a carcass pit. He made it out, got a change of clothes from his truck, and headed back to the barn where the farmer kept his goats so he could hose himself off.

Behind the barn, he stripped down, then grabbed an old hose to connect to the spigot. As soon as he picked up the hose, yellow jackets came pouring out of the ground- nothing to do but take off running. So at first light here's this crazy wet guy running naked and barefoot across a goat pasture, being chased by hornets. Of course, this gets the goats all riled up, so they start running around too and raising hell. Had anyone seen this, surely they would have called the police. I would give anything to have been there.

My personal best is much less dramatic. Was Sika deer hunting on the shore. Decided at the last minute to take the plug out of my Rem. 1100 shotgun while standing at the edge of a marsh so I could load 5 shells instead of three. When I popped the retaining insert, the spring shot the insert and the plug 20' in the air and into the water. Had to wade around the marsh trying to find my gun parts so I could keep hunting. Wouldn't have been so bad, except my hunting buddy is a reporter- so he wrote a whole article about it for that weeks column.