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Now that hunting in ohio is over I sat here wandering what we could talk about. So I was just wandering what is some of your bad times you had while deer hunting? How an animal died or something that happend with friends that soured you for a while. My most tragic wasispine shot asmall buck above the shoulder paralized all legs but one front leg, bled real bad. So I thought I would just wait it out, the deer seamed calm just needed to let it bleed out. After about ten minutes the blood stoped and the deer seamed to be relaxing. Me being the big hunter I was thought I'll just get out of the tree and slit its throat. Mistake!! as soon as I got half way out of the tree the deer seen me and started grunting so loud it almost hurt my ears. Then it started that sreaming crap and spining on the one leg in circles. I had a hard time placing the shot as it spun on the ground but was able too. But when I shot the buck stoped spining and looked right at me in the eyes and the only thing I could think of was if he could get up I would be a dead man. I tossed my bow on the ground and went to the house to get the ATV and sat in the garage for about twenty minutes in complete disgust! I almost went out and dug a hole for the darn thing. But I came to and went and got him. Other than screaming bunnies that is my most tragic experience.

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WHY DID YOU WAIT 10 MIN. YOU SHOULD OF DONE THE JOB RIGHT AWAY NOT WAIT. THE ANIMAL DESERVES T0 BE DISPATCH RIGHT AWAY. NOT WATCH. pISSED OF RICH

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my worst was, not getting a deer 1 year, yet missing 2 deer on the first day. Plus it was the first year I hunted with that gun. Basically kills your confidence and brings you to just about one of the lowest points of hunting, IMO.

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Well RWK when the buck fell down it had most of its butt and back to me, so if i was to shoot again it probally would have not done much but make the matter worse and more pain for the deer. If i had a gun I would have shot him a second time in the head or neck but did not feel comfortable shooting at a moving neck with a bow. As I said at first it was bleeding real bad so I thought it would be over real quick but when I realized it stoped that is when I got down to end his suffering. Also It's not going to be a "Happy ending" thats why its the post is called "Bad hunting experiences" as for the pISSED OF RICH, dont know what to say, Sorry im not perfect!

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The over kill of does in areas

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Don't worry about him hotburn. There's always someone on here who is not gonna agree with what you do or have done. They just like to pick fights, when often times they would have acted in the same way if they were in the same situation. The best thing you can do is ignore them and not fuel their fire.

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I had a bad hunting experience once. long story short..

I was walking along this ridge when I spotted a small doe laying out in the open woods all alone. I thought to myself.. "heck.. why not use it for buck bait as the rut was in full swing".. I sat on that ridge roughly 200 yards from that doe for six straight hours looking at it through both the scope and bino's. The deer NEVER moved. It was almost freaky. I finally gave in and started down this steep cliff when the deer finally tried to get to it's feet. I now realize it was chased off of this cliff I was on and had 2 broken legs which is why it never moved for the6 or so hours I watched it. I couldn't bare to see it hobble off like that so I let one fly at it from my 35 whelen. It's suffering was over in an instant. I felt terrible because it was a very small doe and if there was a different way to help it I would have.

other than some scum bags stealing 3 of my treestands in one night that is all I have to offer...

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yeah that's true. and then there's the people that point it out and fuel the fire;););)JM bjr224. there's always going to be someone that has to be the "super ethical hunter" and go in and point out everything that wasnt perferct. if your not there, you dont know what happend, you cant do anything about it. he was trying to let it bleed out but the freaking thing went spastic. he couldnt help it! and he admited he felt bad about it. JMO

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Not sure if this qualifies but I posted this story a few months ago.....enjoy

The grossest hunting story-

The morning starts out like any other. I am one for routines. I wake up at 4:00am and roll out of bed and take a scent free shower. I get out of the shower and the dog is going bonkers so I let her out. While she’s out I make a pot of coffee. By the time the coffee is done the dog is ready to come in. I let the dog in, pour a cup of coffee, and sit down at the computer and check out huntingnet before I leave to go hunting for the morning. It’s the same thing EVERY morning.

The morning routine also consists of bodily functions. Just like clockwork after the 2nd cup of coffee I’m heading to the can for my morning crap J. After that I’m good to go. That’s my green light to head to the hunting lodge.

However, the other morning there was a kink in my ritual. Everything went like it usually does except the morning crap part. I was freaking out. NOTHING. I mean not even an inkling of needing to go. I was a little bothered by not needing to crap. All I can picture is getting into my stand and having to go. I delay my departure for 10 minutes hoping for some last minute magic. Nothing doing. I can’t wait anymore or I’ll be late to my stand.

Away I go and my routine carries on. I travel the same route to the hunting lodge. Same radio station. Stop at the same fields to take a glance etc…. All the while in the back of my mind I am deeply disturbed and now officially out of whack for the morning.

I get to the lodge and meet up with my hunting buddies. I try to ignore the fact that I haven’t been to the can yet. I get all my gear on and ready to go to the woods. I thought it wise to get a handful of toilet paper and put it in my pack. Again I’m prolonging my departure to walk to my stand hoping for some last minute movement. Nothing doing. Now I’m actually starting to put it out of my head and figuring everything is ok. I simply just didn’t need to crap this morning for whatever reason.

So I’m off to the woods. I have quite a little walk to get to my stand. I get halfway across the winter wheat field I have to walk across and I feel a strange little “gurgle”. Oh NO I think to myself. I stop dead in my tracks like a deer caught in headlights trying to figure it out. It rumbles again and I get a bad feeling. I gaze back at the walk back to the hunting lodge and try to decide if I should make a dash for it. It’s getting closer to light than I want it to and I don’t want to be late to my stand so I try to psych myself out and ignore it. I walk about 10 more steps and it’s like a volcano getting ready to erupt. I know at this point I’m doomed.

It’s no longer a gurgle or rumble, it’s coming full force now and there is no escaping. I frantically look back at the way I came and then ahead to the edge of the woods as I’m still standing in the middle of an open field. OH man I’m in trouble. There’s no ignoring it anymore.

I start making a mad dash to the edge of the woods. It was a cold morning and I have a lot of gear to shed. My hand warmer (muff) goes flying off. I drop my bow to the ground. I undo my release and wing that. My armguard goes flying. I unbuckle my fanny pack and chuck that someplace. I shed my coat. I’m just about falling over trying to unbuckle my bibs and pull them down. I’m in a marathon dash for my life to get to the woods. I feel like Finch in the movie American Pie when Stifler put Ex-Lax in his drink and he had to go to the bathroom in school. I now have a 50 yard trail of gear through a winter wheat field. I finally get to the edge of the woods and barely get my pants down (I mean BARELY).

WHEW!!! Out it comes. I finally took my morning crap. It’s about 25 degrees out and the wind is blowing pretty hard. I’m half naked and freezing my butt off. One minor problem…. I threw my pack someplace in my scramble and it’s still dark out. The pack that had the toilet paper that is. So I crawl around with my pants down to my ankles trying to find it. Finally find it and do what I have to do. Now I need to pick up the rest of my junk. That takes me quite awhile and it’s now getting light out.

Well I don’t quite know what to make of this morning of mine. I say to myself that’s done and over with and get a little chuckle out of it. I get all my stuff back in order and ready to hunt.

Off to my stand I go. I finally make it to the tree and get all situated. I’m sitting for about 10 minutes after first light and through the woods about 100 yards away I see a buck!! Not too bad of a buck either. He looks like he is veering away from me though. So scramble for my grunt call. I grab it out of the front pocket of my bibs and blow into it. The buck stops!! Wait a minute though what the heck was that?

Well…………….. I unfortunately got a taste of my morning crap. Somehow my grunt call got tangled up in my bibs in such a fashion that I crapped all over it. The thing was smeared in crap!!! I put my clothes back on and never noticed that I crapped all over part of my bibs. I guess in the haste I didn’t quite get them out of the way. I just about threw up. I was gagging for about 20 minutes. The buck must have decided he didn’t like my dry heaving motion and noise. I decided I’d had enough of that morning and headed back to practice some much needed oral hygiene. I don’t want to get into too much detail, but let’s just say there was “ample” amount of crap on my grunt call. Something I wouldn’t wish on my worst enemy. That was truly disgusting.

I got back to hunting camp and felt obligated to tell the crew about the happenings. I’ve never seen grown men laugh so hard in all my life.

What acrappy experience.

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NYBowhunter,


That story takes the cake. That is funny. I just might call the wife and kids into the room and have them read it.......... I'm still laughing!.....Good one.

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Hunted hard for three solid days- never saw one deer. Then, as we were leaving on the last night, well after shooting hours, I got out of the pickup to open a gate. A deer ran right across the road in front of me, right in the headlights.I think he even grinned at me. All I could think was "I hope Isee you next year".

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I'm relatively new to hunting. This was my second season, and I'm now a bowhunter. I was hunting two days before last Christmas Eve and I shot a doe in the evening. She jumped the string and the arrow hit pretty good forward, but since she jumped a little to me, it went through her gut. In the adrenaline and heat of the moment, I thought I made a really good shot. We tracked her for an hour as it was getting dark, and lost the blood trail. The next morning me and my uncle looked two and a half hours for that doe, and could not find her. He said it was good I felt bad and it happens and that I probably only wounded the deer. It was a horrible feeling so I kept looking anyway. Seeing buzzards circling overhead, I found my doe in a dry creekbottom. It turned out good, but for awhile I felt awful.

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welll i was duck hunting and i mistook a crane for a duck and shot to quick and blam i shot him stupid me i should always know my target and i shot i know well right before it died it made anawful swqak and it just made me feel so bad i wish i could have shot my foot off thats how bad i felt

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I almost hurt myself laughing at that one. I will be sure to pay attention the next time I have to crap in the woods.

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I guess we can call that a crappy caller and not break the rules here about bashing manufactures equipment.:D

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NY, that was the best ever!! I one time had a similar experiance but not as bad. I was on the ground and felt the same urge and I also carry tolite paper. Well I too had on jacket and bibs but was able to not be in as big of a hurry, but lets just say that morning I was serving shakes. Well I got done,hunted for about another hour and then went into town to get a bite to eat. Went in arbys, got rost beef and took my coat off and ate for a while. got done, put on coat and went home. This is were it gets bad, asI start to undress at home I realized I too craped on the back side of my bibs!! I know that people had to see it when I was at arbys. I did not go back their for a while!! Thanks for your good post, that sure was a mouthful, in more than one way:) Hope to be exchanging good post like that with ya in the future. Thanks to all for the good stories!

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NY Bowhunter,

Sounds like you "GRUNTED" on your call, before you could call on your "GRUNT" !!!!:D

Funny Story.

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OOOO my. You guys and your crapping stories. That is too funny, and I thought I was the only one that had luck like that. I had some weird vibe this year, I too usually take a " morning crap " but quite a few times this year it just didn't happen..... Till I got in the woods. It was almost prdictable so I basically stopped getting up in the mornings early to hunt. I had a tree picked out for a morning hunt and got to the tree put my climber on it and started climbing, well the tree didnt like my stand but it was to late to try to find another tree. So I was like 8 feet off the ground stickin out like a sore thumb when the urge came. I just spent 15 mins getting in this tree and it took about 2 seconds to climb back down. I take as much clothing off as possible to avoide dirtying my clothes up, hasn't happened to me but has happened to a family memeber, lets just say he had a very very cold morning in the woods. I am always looking around for other hunters before I whip my pants down though, trust me if I get the sun the hit my butt just right it like a sailor signaling for SOS. See we all have dirty secrets, this is fun.

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NY, look at the other side of the coin.

Now if that buck had been closer and was continuing his walk in your direction, you would not have needed to call him in. Thus, your precious little lips never would have come in contact with...you know what....;)

So two comments...I blame the buck, not you and that really was a great story. Very well written...

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NY. I have heard of people pulling up thir coveralls and flinging poop aroung their neck, but I have never heard of anyone pooping on their grunt call.

I could not quit laughing at your story. I actually think I puked a little in my mouth while reading. That was great! Only other hunters would understand how these types of things can happen.

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lol, those are some funny stories. I know of a similar one to the one about crapping on the call. Make a long story short, my buddies dad had a similar experience on time at hunting camp. He had a orange blaze monkey suit on (a one peice overalls sort of deal with a hood attached). Well, basically he took a crap,thought his hood was out of the way, but, as you already probably guessed, his hood was directly under him. Well, lol, he finished up, threw his hood over his head and started to walk to the other side of camp - well, he got to about the first foot in the camp door and BOOOOOMMMMMM the smell hit everyone there (about 10 hunting buddies). lollll, so he took off his hood and realized that he had make-SHIfT cover scent. his hairsmelt like...well....take a guesss......

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NY.....great story. If you give such detail while typing, I'll bet you tell a story great in person. I laughed outloud. My buddy while pheasant hunting with me had a good one happen. He had to go, and couldn't make it the 150 yards back to the truck for some napkins. Then IT HIT. So, he did his business and while crouching in the weeds didn't know what to use to wipe. So, he took out a knife and cut up his underwear. He had to "go commando"(without underwear) the rest of the hunt. We still laugh about that one.

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My worst hunting experience came during my second hunting season in 1969. My Dad only took me huntingat the start of the late season for my first two seasons. It was always the first Sat. of December. The year before I got my first deer, a 6 point buck, I was hooked for life. The second year, my Dad took me to the same place and I sat in the exact same spot. A half an hour after daylight, another 6 pointer came by and I shot it. My Dad and I trailed it for about 100 yards and saw it laying across a canal, where it had broke through the ice, climbed the bank and died. While we were trying to figure out how to cross the canal, a so called hunter came along and tagged my deer and started field dressing it! This guy didn't even have any arrows left. My Dad says, " Hey!, that's my son's deer" and the guy says" finders keepers, it's mine now" and proceeds to drag it off! By the time we walked to a bridge and got around to where the deer was, the guy was gone. I was 13 years old and could not understand why anyone would want to take a deer that they didn't shoot. I still don't understand this. But it was a learning experience for me. BTW, back then I had not seen a compound bow yet. Everybody was using recurves.

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I can't top that story but the worst morning of hunting for me was one Muzzle loader hunt. It was the last or next to last day of seaso. It was 15 below zero when I headed out that morning.

Our muzzle loader season is doe only. About half way down to the bottom of one of my draws there was a Hugh Mulie doe probably 250 lbs or a little better. I made a good shot and down she went. I just had my 2 wheel drive pick-up and about 300 feet of rope. After pulling up as close as I thought I dared, I tied on the rope and took my knife and went down to field dress the critter. Buy this time, the wind had kicked up pretty good and after field dressing the deer, my hand were numb and half frozen. I then found that my rope was about 30 feet to short and I had to try to drag her to the end of the rope. There was snow and ice on the ground and it was so steep that I couldn't drag her so I cut off a piece of the rope so I could crawl up a ways then pull her up to me. It took 40 minutes or so to get her up far enough to tie the rope on. I held on to the rope to help me walk back up the hill. When I got to the top I found out I had pulled just a hair to far down over the edge and with the weight of the deer, I just set there and spun the tires. I had a pair of tire chains so I crawled around in the snow and finally got them on. By now my hands are about usless. I got her pulled up to the top but just as I got there, one of the chains slipped off and wraped around the axle about three times. I had a hell of a time getting it untangled. I then loaded the deer and headed back to town. On the way I couldn't help thinking " AND I DO THIS FOR FUN":eek:

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Thats funny Ive went commando to. I hate crapping in the woods. They need to make a light hunter friendly toilet with a magazine pouch and toilet paper holder. Aaaaaa all the comforts of home. I have actually had to go commando for the simple fact hey I didn't get my clothes off fast enough. OOOO the stories I could tell but probably shouldn't. Remember if you left those undies in the woods you littered LOL.

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I do not know what is so uncomforatble with taking a squat in the woods. I enjoy it so much i dont crap that morning until i get in the woods! It is my ritual that i do everytime im hunting.

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My worst story is one of true embarassment and i was disgusted with my self for weeks and still feel bad about it today.3 years ago i was hunting on our 40 acre prop. and it was getting to be about 5:00 with shooting time ending about 7. hadnt seen a deer all day and then while i was laying in my bunk.(one of the comforts of having a 6'x8'x6 blind) i noticed a small six point wander out of the swamp at about 150 yards. this being my first hunt i decided i would take the deer. I took aim with my .30-.06 and let one rip down the hill the deer didnt even flinch it just looked up at me and sort of "jogged" down to the pond in front and dissapeared into the grass. doing as i was always taught by my father i went to look for sign just incase. i searched in a 50 yard radius of where the deer had been. nothing no hair no blood nothing so i figured buck fever...so with an hour still left to hunt i got back in my blind and waited...just about dark another buck strolled out with 6 does, this one not as nice as the other but still good for a 15 year old kid and his first deer. so again took aim but this buck was a good 200 yards so i made sure i had my emotions under control, trying to remember all the sniper tatics i had learned from all my readin and watching snipers shows. slowly squeezed the trigger and let another fly. this buck didnt even pick his head up he dropped right in his tracks. so i went home to get my dad and the truck. when i got back i walked out next to the pond and heard some rustling and thought nothing of maybe a beaver or something. we gutted my deer took some pics and left. the next mornin we went back down the hill to retrieve my uncles buck and i noticed some matted down grass. there was the buck from last night laying in the swampy mud and water. we tried to salvage some meat but it was all ruined by the swamp. idk y that buck took off my shot was dead on right through the kill zone taking out his heart and lungs. i felt real bad for the waste and my inablility to find him only 20 yardsfrom where i had searched the nigh before.

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I seen one of the biggest bucks of my life with my pants around my ankles. He came over the edge of a hill stopped and just looked me. He finally snorted and ran off. Kind ofbrings a new meaning to the word "turtle head"when you get that pain 20ft up ina climber.

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Well I think a couple of you fellas need to really work on your "aim".

NY - you gave me the dry heaves just reading about it. GAG!

I would say the worst I've had it afield was a good number of years ago I was shotgun deer hunting and there was some snow on the ground and it was COLD. I was sitting along a fenceline in some light brush and I was feeling the cold. So I had my shotgun across my lap, muzzle pointed left. My face was just so cold. Moving slowly,I took my hat and put it over my face and let my breathing warm my face every now and then. I absolutely love hunting in the snow so I wasn't gonna let the cold send me to the truck.

Well I'm warming my face and I hear a little something to my right. I slowly pull the hat from my face and look to the right. Wouldn't ya know it. A giant buck had jumped the fenceline into the corner. Seems he had me fully eyeballed. It was a staring contest for about 5 minutes. As soon as he seemed to look away I tried to gently swing the muzzle around for an awkward shot to the right (I'm a righty). He denied me. Jumped over the fenceline and ran down into the creek area.

I heard a shot about 5 minutes later. The preacher who hunts the neighboring property was giving his thanks to the Lord.