I hunt in the swamp bottoms and you always hear about the bigfoot stories. I worry every once in a while that I might bump into him or what if he really does exist. WHo knows.

Like?????

Well I retract my statement about not being scared and nothing in my woods to bother me. I don' t know what or who or why me and my buddy saw last night on the way out!! We were shooting the breeze at his stand for a little bit talking about the deer we saw and such. We start walking down the trail leading out. Take 2 steps out to the cut corn field and saw something. Not a clue what it was but it was only 40 yards from us.
It was inbetween the size of a big coyote and a deer, definitely not either. It looked like it had some mass to it and it was dark brown or blackish. The thing kinda lowered its head and gave the weirdest hissing noise you ever heard at us. After soiling myself I came up with a gameplan. RUN!!! We did some type of half #$% army cover mission. Nobody has ever seen this skinny lil man run so fast. When we were running the thing wasn' t in a hurry to run away. It was half hearted chasing us. It' s either a mutant coyote or something that doesn' t belong around here.
[quote][after i punt 5 or 6 of them mother f$#@ers into the trees with a nice solid stiff ankle supporting hunting boot, the yelping will detur the others./quote]

NOW THAT' S FUNNY!! LOL

[][] I think we' re married to the same woman.[&:]

there' s nothin out there at night that ain' t there in the daytime.
I' m a retired coon hunter. used to load my dogs, fix me a snack, get my light and hit the woods almost ever night alone. sometime on weekends my cousin would go with me. one night I was slowly walkin a slough waiting on my dogs to hit a trail, and a bunch of wild hogs jumped up from their bed gruntin and squealin.
liked to fixed my britches.[]

With some of the things running around at the hunting
club like to be back at the truck by dark but carry a
big ol bowie with me so it will have to fight to get me!!

YEah i am defintly more confident walking in the woods with a gun than a bow.
When i was younger my buddies and I would come in early and wait for each other to come by and jump at each other. Well after a bit of freaking each other out we swore never to jump and scare each otehr again.
My scarest monent was i this season. There is this old old barn in the middle of a wood lot that seperates the two fields i hunt on. Well it is a good moring spot so i set up there, but i watched the new texas chainsaw murders the night before well i didn;t take my eyes of off the barn the entire time before the sun came up, and was ready with my knife out of the case and in my pocket for easy use. But once the sun came up it was easy to sit next to.

Don' t worry, Leather-Face is too old to really do any damage now!!!

What a great thread!!! Nice job BadShot!!!!

when i first started hunting, i was driving to the place i was going to hunt and was listenening to the overnight guy on the AM station. He talks about all kinds of strange stuff like ghosts, ufo' s, etc. when i got to the woods, my mind was playing that sequence from " friday the 13th" , or something like that, when Jason was gonna hack someone. my mind kept playing that whisper sound: " hunt hunt hunt kill kill kill" . i was freaked out until i just refused to let it bother me....then it went away

oh, thats the only time i have heard voices in my head

i use to listen to that same guy on the radio on my way to the hunt. his name is art bell. i stopped listening to his show because i hunt in the pine barrens of new jersey by myself. home of the jersey devil[] walking to my stand in the morning gives me the hee bee gee bees[]