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Can you beat this? I was in my late teens, hunting some rugged, forested country, with about 5 deer/sq mile more than likely. Being pre-treestand times, I climbed a big, weeviled white pine, and stood on a limb. Bored to tears and expecting nothing….here comes a whopper of a big woods 8 point…I leaned over, as stable as a newly admitted psych ward patient, and unsteady on my limb, I shot. My arrow stuck in a tree “at least” 10′ off the ground past the buck. I put a tag on my pride on that day! As long as no wounding stories, which I wouldn’t expect here, what might you share just for the fun of it?
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Pretty courageous to air such silliness, but I’ll jump in afore I leave for a few days…
Only once saw/knew a guy to sit a limb to hunt… long time ago…guy sat on one…how he even got up that tree I don’t know and shot at a doe… given the poor platform (none) he didn’t get nearly full draw and stuck her poorly…we spent 10 hrs searching… nada.
My worst memory is the days of a borrowed recurve, and an 8 arrow quiver full of arrows.
Had a big whitetail doe come along probably 25 yards from me… standing broadside… but looking RIGHT at me… that was back in the early days of PA bow season… either sex was legal on your buck tag…
I drew and shot… she just ducked down and let the arrow pass. WT?
Shot 7 more of the arrows in that large bow quiver…she ducked each and every arrow…much to my 19 yr old total amazement!!! And the last one really was lined on her good! She went straight up in the air…arrow stuck in the bank behind her and when she came down… her belly bent it down nock first….into the dirt
Now for the fun part…there I stand…totally out of “ammo” and what did that deer do??? She walked 10 yards closer and stood there, looking at this odd camo covered creature…and me without any more bullets, er, arrows! Never felt so silly in my life!
Oh, sure, years later I read how they have great reflexes and will duck any arrow shot at them while looking at you… YUP!
Found 7 of the 8 arrows, dull and dirty…and went home!:oops:
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Atleast I’m not the only one to empty a quiver at the same deer only to watch it walk away.:lol:
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Troy, I don’t feel too special about that one either!
Later, in life, someone told me he was behind a tree, stepped out and the buck turned to face him…he shot…and the buck flipped the arrow with it’s antlers… so he stepped back behind the big tree, and loaded up and shot again when he stepped out…each time, the buck either just ducked it or flipped a few.
I’ve read where the Karate masters could catch arrows… so I guess that’s possible… and critters got better reflexes than I do for sure…
Kinda amazing we ever harvest any of them… I’m dead certain my harvests are good for the gene pool cause I only get to shoot the near blind, deaf and dumb ones!8)
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I shot right over a mule deer’s back at 8 yards last season. Had a very narrow window of opportunity as it passed between some branches and I made the classic mistake – didn’t pick a spot, and rushed the shot. Ugh. I play that one over and over in my mind….:oops:
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Doc Nock wrote: AHH…SH, now…NOW you know that arrow was increasing in speed and hadn’t yet reached it’s terminal velocity! :roll::wink:
I know, right? I should know better than to take foolish shots at such close range.
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So you guys are kinda saying that we need extremely, extreme FOC to avoid the Hammer high shots?
My arrow wouldn’t have gone over the turkey, glanced off the rock and ended up somewhere if I had so.
Shouldn’t shoot at 5 yards at a turkey showing you his tail feathers I guess. I mean, chip shots. You’d think after all these years I would have learned by now that chip shots do not exist. Maybe I was shooting at his head on the other side of those tail feathers?? I just figured I goofed. He probably was a bad tasting one anyway. Tough or something.:D
At least from what I’ve learned on another thread I have a new excuse. 😉
Are we blending threads? Darn us!!:lol:
Doc’s fault. He’s been smelling paint today.
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Wow you miss this site for a day or so and you miss so much valuable info–deer dodging arrows or flinging them with horns, doc smelling paint (whiskey is better).8)
I never miss–well ya gotta shoot first.:D
What a delightful end to a busy day–thanks:lol:
mike
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R2 wrote:
Are we blending threads? Darn us!!:lol:
Doc’s fault. He’s been smelling paint today.
Just like a TEXICAN to blame a Yankee! 😯
I managed that deal closely, Ralph… still got the house full of heat in our 92* and 95% humidity with doors “ajar”.
Since when can a door be a jar? Tricky stuff I’m thinking! :roll:8)
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Doc Nock wrote: God but it’s grand to have a site where a body can be silly and just have fun again!
Thanks Mom and TB!
X 11!!
R2 wrote: So you guys are kinda saying that we need extremely, extreme FOC to avoid the Hammer high shots?
If only I’d had another 700 grains up front, I would have nailed that muley.
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paleoman wrote: Thanks for the stories up there! Worst part of my story was my longtime hunting bud was in another tree near enough to see the whole thing. That buck was going right toward him. He still gets a good laugh out of that.
In the end, isn’t that what it is all about? Shared memories with old hunting friends? Laughs, tears…???
We forget the bugs, heat, cold, boredom and remember the laughs!
We’ve become all to focused on the “brown and down” to suit me, yet I love venison and none has miraculously showed up in my freezer if I didn’t kill it!
This place brings back the fun and funny times that made me who I am and why I spend time “out there!”
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Doc Nock wrote: [quote=paleoman]Thanks for the stories up there! Worst part of my story was my longtime hunting bud was in another tree near enough to see the whole thing. That buck was going right toward him. He still gets a good laugh out of that.
In the end, isn’t that what it is all about? Shared memories with old hunting friends? Laughs, tears…???
We forget the bugs, heat, cold, boredom and remember the laughs!
We’ve become all to focused on the “brown and down” to suit me, yet I love venison and none has miraculously showed up in my freezer if I didn’t kill it!
This place brings back the fun and funny times that made me who I am and why I spend time “out there!”
Amen, Doc. As some crusty curmudgeon once said,
“…It is not enough to fight for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here. So get out there and hunt and fish and mess around with your friends, ramble out yonder and explore the forests, climb the mountains, bag the peaks, run the rivers, breathe deep of that yet sweet and lucid air, sit quietly for a while and contemplate the precious stillness, the lovely, mysterious, and awesome space. Enjoy yourselves, keep your brain in your head and your head firmly attached to the body, the body active and alive, and I promise you this much; I promise you this one sweet victory over our enemies, over those desk-bound men and women with their hearts in a safe deposit box, and their eyes hypnotized by desk calculators. I promise you this; You will outlive the bastards.”
😉
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As some crusty curmudgeon once said,
Harumph, SH, Harumph!!! 😆
I think I’d miss a bear too that was that big and huff’n at me! :0 I love archery, but I’ve not seen anything go down so quickly that were it armed with fang and claw, I’d expect it couldn’t extract a wee bit of revenge if we were on equal footing!
Not a hunting story, but I had a timber rattler once in the path and tried to throw a rock at it to get it to leave and missed by 3 feet! I think subconsciously I wasn’t sure it wouldn’t just tick it off enough to come get me!:shock::oops:
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I tried hunting from a tree stand ONCE. Way back when the only kind were the ones you built. Never having an archery mentor. Everything was trial and error, except for what I could pick up from books and magazines.To make along story short, it never occurred to me to practice shooting from a elevated stand.Opening day of deer season 10; 30 AM a wide 6 point and three does had passed
and all my arrows are stuck in the ground 20 to 25 yards in front of me! Boy did I feel stupid!
Experience is a hard teacher
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Steve,
I doubt you are alone on that ONE type error!
I started with a plywood base Baker Slim Jim climbing stand…OMG…the wild rides I took back down the tree with that stinking thing!
And yeah, that “bend at the waist to shoot” didn’t come along till many of us had missed a few deer and then finally someone wrote about doing the “bend” at the waist! :0
Still like the view up there… watching wildlife critters that don’t know they’re being watched…but sitting in those danged things is not in the cards for more’n an hour or 2 tops anymore! 😥
I’m sure you stimulated a lot of forgotten memories with your post!
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I once missed wide open shot on a nice hog at about 4 steps.:oops:
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Smith,
That’s one of my favorite quotes by him. Nice.
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My most embarrassing shot occurred during my first bear hunt. It was the third shot at a young bear twenty feet up a tree….the arrow stuck in the limb, the bear sniffed it and looked down at my empty quiver and appeared to smirk, “You got another?” Etter will never let me live this one down. 😀
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The mention of those early climbers prodded a neuron….whatever the climbing seat was..it had a damn wing nut you had to unscrew and re-attach if you hit a knot, etc., on the way up. So there I was, about 0900 because I couldn’t find my tree that morning….start climbing.. had to adjust with the wingnut, and yup, ping-ding-ding I dropped it and it hit every piece of metal going down. So there I am holding on to the trunk with an unattached seat, thoroughly disgusted, when a nice six walks right in and noses around for a long minute or two. I got hyper-extended once in that thing when it slipped out from under me. Good riddance to trees!
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A couple of years ago, I was hunting a beautiful hardwood ridge.
It was getting close to dark when I heard footsteps down the hill.
A big doe and her little ones slowly making their way up to me.
It took them almost 10 minutes to close the gap. All my nerves had settled down, and I was zoned in to the little spot behind her shoulder. Light was dwindling fast, she stepped into an opening at 15yds, I drew, focused, released. “THWAAACK!!!” She tore out down the hill and all got quiet.
I was confident that I made a good hit! The arrow looked good before I lost sight of it. It looked like it disappeared right behind her shoulder..
I climbed down, expecting to see crimson sprayed all over the leaves. Instead I found my arrow laying on the ground…… Clean……….. I also noticed a large muscadine vine with a very fresh gash in it….about 3ft in front of where my doe was standing………………. I hit the vine………….
As I’m standing there scratching my head, I hear shuffling in the leaves. A big armadillo comes bumbling up. By this time it was dark. I had my head lamp on. I nocked an arrow and center punched the dillo at 10 steps. The arrow skewered him into the ground. He grunted, thrashed around, and snap!!! Broke my arrow off, then rolls down the hill, then right off into a 15ft deep gully…….
All I found was the fletching part of my shaft…. I dug around in the leaves to no avail looking for my broadhead……… Still can’t believe I didn’t find the other part of my arrow and broadhead. I’ve came back in looked multiple times after this incident and still haven’t found it!!
Followed the blood trail down into the gully… He made it into a big hole…… Reached in as far as I could, but couldn’t reach him……………….
So I came back to camp with nothing………………. The only bright spot shining that evening was my cooler was full of cold beer.:D
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