Hunting Stories ⋆


Hunting season has currently began right here in God’s personal state. Primarily it is bow and arrow only but subsequent month starts contemporary gun season. When the air cools and leaves transform it brings about a specific form of idiocy in a lot of folks. The urge to shoot a deer requires on an significance equal to digging gold for a lot of folks. Obtaining guy’s out in the woods amongst their pals can outcome in teenage like behavior that can be hilarious. when speaking to a pal the other day I got remembering a handful of stories from more than the years.

In the 80s. my Dad would travel to Upshur County,WV to hunt with his co-workers and some of his nearby close friends. One particular of these guys was a actual vibrant spark. One particular time when in the woods he felt the urge to take a dump. The type that just can not wait. So he yanked down his insulated 1 piece coveralls and crapped. When he got accomplished, he went to pull all the things back up and looked down. It was then he noticed he crapped proper in them when he squatted down., Just filled them up. He spent and hour awkwardly utilizing his hunting knife to reduce the whole crotch region out of his thermal underwear and get it out with out having it just about every exactly where else in what was left.

A different worthy names “Shorty” Curry, had by no means been hunting ahead of. Though standing about with some other fellows he saw a doe about a hundred yards away and shot. He knocked it down Deader than disco. One particular of the other guys stated “Shorty why did you do that?! It is not legal to take a doe !” To which Shorty responded” I didn’t believe the gun would kill it that far.” Later that day Shorty got out his pocket knife and carved a notch in the stock of the Winchester model 94 he had killed the doe with. You can visualize how angry the guy was who loaned it to him as soon as he saw it that evening. Fortunately for the security of Doe and humans just about every exactly where Shorty has been dead about 20 years now.

Brady, who I have talked about right here int he previous had a actual doozy of a hunting trip with his Father in law. His father in law was a heck of a excellent guy by all accounts and ahead of he died, Brady and his close friends would normally take him along. One particular year they went to their cabin down in Va for deer hunting in the middle of a pretty cold winter cold snap. It was at this time Bill ( not his actual name) had his hemorrhoids flare up anything awful. They had been causing him some excellent discomfort and due to the fact they had been hours back into the backwoods he didn’t have significantly opportunity of relief.

Brady recommended to Bill possibly if he went out into the nearby creek by the cabin and get some of the ice cold water on his hind finish, it could cool and shrink up his ass agony. Bill went out to do just that. Right after about an hour it dawned on the rest of the guys tat Bill had been gone close to an hour. Fearing a heart attack or stroke they all ran out to uncover the old boy and located him naked from the waist down sitting in the middle of the almost ice cold creek, legs straight out in front of him. Brady stated “Bill, I meant splash a tiny water on your ass not sit in it for an hour!”

They had to support him up and out as the guy’s legs had gone numb. But that wasn’t that poor portion. Bill’s nutsack had turned almost dark purple and had swelled to the size of a grapefruit.

They rushed him to the nearest hospital about two hours away to the ER. Brady stated it was a close factor as the Physicians talked about amputation at 1 point but they managed to get all the things back to standard.

You see some guns you would by no means count on when hunting. Exactly where we hunted it was virtually often in the components of WV or KY the news media or Hollywood would portray as standard for the south. This suggests hicks and rednecks. The type worse than even me. But you nonetheless see some of them with guns you would by no means visualize.

We hunted a farm for years that two brother owned. One particular of the brothers hunted with a mint Lee Enfield MK four sniper rifle total with original MK42 scope. He had no notion what it was and couldn’t even don’t forget exactly where he purchased it. The other brother applied a pre 64 model 70 winchester supergrade in .270WCF. The thoughts boggles..

I have run across a guy I swear so ignorant he couldn’t have loaded the gun himself with a Sako L461 and yet another 1 with a M1 Garand that looked like they produced it yesterday. In all the years I hunted , till the final 10 or so years, the only particular person I ever knew that hunted with an AR15 was myself even though. That changed gradually right after the AWB ended then seriously changed in he final 10 years. I’m glad to see far more folks utilizing ARs and the like to hunt with.

Under is a image of my older brother with his very first deer kill. Image was taken in 1981-82. I am the ugly tiny guy on the left side. My brother shot the deer with a model 94. when aiming for the heart he got buck fever and jerked the shot my clipped the spine and killed it anyway. Deer was taken in upstate WV and we are sitting on the tailgate my my Grandfather’s 1978 Ford F-150.

I killed my very first deer in 1988. I was with my Dad in upstate WV. We had been sitting in a hay barn at the finish of a day of hunting and getting no luck. It was a warm day for late November at about 70 degrees. we had been just BS’ing. Speaking in a standard tone of voice not expecting to see something. But the rut was began and out walked a doe with a six point buck following it. It was about 150 yards away out int he clear field. I laid my rifle across a hay bail and knocked it down with 1 shot. As you could visualize it is 1 of my favourite memories. Dad loved deer hunting at it was about the only factor he took getaway time off from perform to do.

Above is Dad with the final deer he killed ahead of he died. This was about two years ago and taken through bow season. Becoming 100 disabled in KY suggests you can use a crossbow in bow season. I constructed a blind for him and drove him to it so he could sit and wait for 1. He got it that morning in a cold drizzle. The deer ran out into the middle of the beaver pond in four foot of water and died. he known as me and came and had to wade out into the ice cold water and drag it in up on the bank and gut it for him. It was miserable but nonetheless a excellent laugh. Not funny at the time when he went residence and set in his warm chair when I was freezing cold and soaking wet gutting his kill!

I didn’t do significantly hunting the final handful of years when Dad’s well being got worse. It wasn’t the very same going with out him. I went a tiny final year but had no luck. The final 1 I got was 2014 with the 901.

It was my largest buck. I am far more proud of becoming the very first particular person to take game with that MARC 901 than the size of the deer even though I have to admit. The cool factor is now Howard owns that pretty rifle.

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