While hunting with my farther many years ago in Forest county PA, we both had the wonderful opportunity of watching an albino chipmunk, we watched him under our treestands for hours. He had pink eyes and he or she was as white as snow. What an awesome experience. Has anybody out there ever witnessed anything like this?

I've never seen an albino chipmunk, but I've seen some amazing things in the woods.

That is what I enjoy about hunting, you never know what the day will bring. Killing a deer is sometimes secondary. The enjoyment of watching nature, sometimes provides greater unexpected treasures.

I've had a deer to eat leaves off a vine growing up a tree that I am against (ground hunting, I could have reached out and petted it, if it would have remained still). I've had 6 deer within 5 yards of me while ground hunting. I had 2 deer jump over my bow that I laid down while relieving myself. I thought they were going to run over me, and there was nothing I could do. I'm glad they didn't because I would hate to think what others would have thought, finding me dead in the woods, killed by a deer, with my... well, you get the picture. They just stopped and watched me finish doing my thing, then started snorting at me as I tried to slowly get my bow.

I've seen a bobcat chase a squirrel up a tree, hawks swoop down trying to catch an unsuspecting squirrel or rabbit. I've seen turtles, coyotes, racoons, possums, snakes (one was eating a frog), flying squirrels, armadillos, turkeys, quail, a goat, and even an emu. You talk about an eye-rubbing experience, when that emu popped up over the rise at about 30 yards on Thanksgiving day while I was hunting from the ground. I wish I would have killed it, just for the proof. I would have had the biggest Thanksgiving bird in the country that year.

I've had a bird to land on my boot, squirrels so close I could hear them sniffing at me and thinking they may jump on my head, mistaking it was a knot on the tree (no jokes please, even though I set myself up with that one). I've had deer close to my treestand during an unexpected and quickly developed hailstorm (I was pinned to the tree, trying to protect my head and body - with no regard for the deer, whatsoever). I've had them jump over the trunk of a fallen tree, in which I was hiding in the tree top. So many other memories flood my thoughts, but time and space do not permit me to describe them fully. I'm sure all who spend time in the great outdoors also have similiar experiences.

Watching the world come alive is one of my favorite things to do. Thank God for this wonderful world.

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i had a squirrel jump on my face once almost lost an eye over the whole deal,i dont know who it freaked out more me or him,i can see it now he was probably sittin in squirrel therapy about a month later saying, "im not kiddin you doc that freaking tree came alive"

The joy of watching deer alone is enough to keep me going back forever, but everything about all the surrounding nature is a miracle to experience. I've watched foxes hunt, bouncing around overgrown fields, very comical, watched a red fox chase a squirrel up a tree, almost was taken out of a tree by a Redtailed Hawk, been zeroed in on by a Valcon who insisted I was prey...a piebald squirrel, piebald doe, had a squirrel jump on my leg, scared the hell out of me <img src=icon_smile_big.gif border=0 align=middle> , had multiple birds land on my bow, arrows, treestand, been scoulded at by just about all tree dwelling critters, and so many countless, wonderful experiences just observing what God gave us abound.

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I like you all am alwasy amazed at what I see when sitting in my stand. If its not a flock of turkey ripping up the ground its looking at squirrrels playing , or chipmiunks scurrying around under the leaves or a fox ruuning accross the woods. The only one time that frightened me more then ever was last year.It was rifle season and I walked and got into my stand around 5:00A.M. and not as soon as I get settled in I hear alot of rustling beneath me. What is it I say to myself a really deaf deer or a smart bear lookinng for breskfast ( me ). It was neither I turned on my flashlight and (*&^%) it was a very large Skunk. Boy I was never so happy to see it continue on ite merry way.