Red Bear,
I know a guy who had a whistle and got into the upside down fell out of a climber situation, the whistle was in his coat pocket, and once he got to the end of his leesh, (saftey rope) the whistle went to the ground, sorta just a like wow thats a suckey cooincidence type thing.
Ryan

Yea......we pack our pockets and packs for gravity to hold everything in...we don't take into consideration what would happen if gravity was in the opposite direction. Probably a good idea to put a string on the whistle and tie it to our pocket or vest.

Happy and Safe Hunting
Reid

speaking of pooing on public land, I had to pop a squat in what I call an emergency ****uation. Anyways when I was done I stood up(after wiping of course; I always carry tp in my pack) I was kind of light-headed and had to take a step back to catch my balance and you guessed it, right in my own pile of poo. Thank god for rubber boots.

The Thread Heading should be changed to "When Nature Calls" or something.

LOL what is it with being in the woods that just tugs on our insides like that?

Forgot my tree steps once[:@]

Well more than once I climbed down the tree and left my bow/arrow and back pack on the Ez hanger that was screwed into the tree where I was.The funniest was runninginto a guy still in the tree that was in my stolen climbing stand.

Did ya get your stand back? That guy would not wanna come down if I caught him sitting in my stand, but it might be a race to see if he could get down quicker than my folding saw could bring him down...

Haven't really had any funny things happen to me, but this was my dumbest. When I graduated college in 03, my dad got me my dream gun, an A-bolt in 300 win mag. I wanted a better scope than what came on it, so my wife bought me a Swift 3-9x50 that I picked out for Christmas in 04. Only $200, but good scope for the money. I have hunted with one on one of my dad's rifles (a BAR 7 mag) for years. A friend and me was taking a trip to his uncles lease. It was my first time hunting with that scope. The first day, I killed my first deer, a small spike (might as well of been a 150", as excited as I was). I did not see any more deer that trip. The last night, I was hunting out of my climber. As shooting light faded, I was about to climb down. For some stupid reason, I tied my lowering rope to my sling. Just as I held it out over the edge, the sling came loose. I watched my rifle with new scope fall about 15 feet and bounce off the butt of the stock. It ruined my scope. I only got to hunt with it 3 days. Now I am just biding my time using that same BAR that I used to use when I am not bow hunting, waiting until I can afford the Leupold that I want.

Lesson learned - Don't ever hold your gun (or bow) over 15 feet of nothing but air without being positive, beyond the shadow of a doubt, that it is tied securely.

A couple years ago, I had the perfect ambush spot. Trimmed it out 2 months before opening day and returned 3 days before to hang my stand. Since this isn't my land and I know others hunt nearby, I carefully camoflaged my stand with branches I cut and hauled up. I cut a trail through 200 yards of weeds to avoid spooking deer on the way in. And lastly, I removed the bottom steps so that absolutely NO ONE would be able to climb up to my stand if it were somehow discovered.

I arrived early on Opening morning, made it to my tree without spooking any deer and was standing there horrified to find out I'd left the steps I removed at home! [:@] Going home for them was out of the question and I contemplated hunting from the ground, but decided to see if someone COULD actually get in my stand. It's NO FUN jumping in the dark attempting to grab a step you can't even see, but I eventually managed to haul myself up to the stand.

I had been in place for about 45 minutes when I see 2 flashlights headed my way. One guy sets up somewhere to my left and the other idiot walks past where I am ON THE TRAIL I'D PURPOSEDLY AVOIDED. He set up with-in bow range of me and fidgetted and passed gas (I heard him) until the deer that WERE headed towards me got wind of him, snorted and ran off! [:@] I wasn't happy about that and getting down the tree was even more difficult than climbing up!

Quite a few years back, I was gun hunting and using the old baker-type climbing stand. I had no climber and would just hug the tree to climb. After it had rained all night, and I picked a particularly difficult tree to hug (and absorb all the rain from), I reached my hunting height and attempted to haul up my gun - and my did the haul line seem light! Either I forgot to tie the gun on or it came undone, I don't remember, but the haul line came up empty and I had to make an extra two trips down and up the tree hugging a rainsoaked tree (it was bone dry by the time I was done . I have clips on either end of my haul lines now!