Being "the season" is here what was the most unusual situation you witnessed?

asop

Mine was after a morning hunt we met at a point where we parked the vehicles BS-ing and within 40 feet of us a doe ran by followed by an big bodied 8 pointer

buschmaster

well, there was the Dove Superhighway and Super Bird.

all three of us were going dove hunting. I already had an 870 so I bought a factory 3-shot extension from Remington for 49$ for a total of 7 shots of 2-3/4". now you all know that when you go dove hunting you're supposed to have the magazine plugged so you can only have 2 shots in the mag. well let's say that I wanted to make sure I had 2 shots in the mag. it went all the way out to the muzzle and when fully loaded it handled like a damn railroad tie but I wasn't going to run out of ammo. that would have been a stupid idea because you only get 2-3 shots off before the birds are gone anyway. but not where we were going. it turned out to be a good idea.

we went waaaay out in the country where abandoned houses are not uncommon. one in particular dude knew about was supposedly situated right on a migratory path of doves and there was a hill on one side of the house that blocked their view until the last second, so all you had to do was sit on a bucket in the middle of the yard and wait for them to fly over the hill. I couldn't believe it was true but lo and behold it was and more than he described. so many dove came flying over that hill, in flocks so thick and so often, that all three of us were virtually assured of getting the bag limit. one of us would sit on the bucket while the other two stayed out of the way on the porch. guy on the bucket would listen for a flock coming, unload on whatever he could, they would flop in the yard, and while he was reloading we would run out and pick them up for him. had to wait no more than 2 minutes for the next flock to fly over. we all got our bag limit in no time.

with that done, we went walking along the road. it was gravel with a field on one side and a 6' ditch on the other. we saw one lone bird flying over the field. of course we had to shoot at it. knocked it out of the sky, it bounced off the ground in the field, and started flying again... towards us. shot it again, it bounced off the gravel road and right into the ditch. I went down after it, but it ran up the ditch past me and went running all over the road. my friend unloaded on it and I saw the birdshot hit all around it... and it flew up and took off. other dude shot it again, it hit the ground on the other side of the treeline and we saw it running as we chased it. it got away. by that time we were impressed. we called it Super Bird.

Mobuck

I had a little spike buck cross 200 yards of harvested soybean field right up to my pickup before he decided I wasn't going to move. About 40 yards out, he veered off his "jump in my window" course, gave me a curious eyeing, and trotted across 50' from my front bumper. He had 40 acres to go around but apparently, I was obstructing his chosen path.

11b6r

Sitting in the pickup w/ my best friend, waiting for first light, sharing a thermos of coffee. I said that I had been scouting, and this looked like a good area. Friend jokingly said "Bet you there is not a buck in 5 miles of here."

WHAP! Young 4 pointer had just run full speed into friend's door.

"But I could be wrong..."

buschmaster

^^ youtube material for sure

hillbille

worked with a fellow who never hunted, didn't own guns just never seemed the type, was nice guy just not outdoor type, ask him one day what he was gonna do after he retired, he golfed all summer, and he should take up hunting for the cold months. he told me it was to easy?? I ask him what he meant. He told me he had went deer hunting once when he was younger, never hunted in his life. he sat in the truck while his friend got out in the dark and went to his stand. he sat there till light enough to see, got out loaded his rifle and started towards the woods, heard something turned around and beside the truck was a 12 point buck. he shot it and went back and sat in the truck till his buddy came back. he never went again said it wasn't any fun!!!!!!!


personally strangest thing was sitting in the stand one day saw something out of the corner of my eye about 200 yards across the hollow was something brown and white coming my way. got he scope on it and it was a goat, no one lived within 10 miles of where I was hunting, the dang thing came down within 50 yards turned and had a small collar and bell, went over the hill and out of sight. I often wondered if he made it home alive or if someone ate goat meat that year.......

jimdeere

I was on National Forest land deer hunting. I heard something coming and it was a ewe sheep, headed down the mountain towards the road. Closest farm was about 5 miles over the mountain from whence she came. She was very dirty and unshorn, so I figured she?d been wandering the mountains for a while.
I didn?t tell to many people that story.

Hessian

I was hunting Roe Deer and had found a back way into my tree stand next to a pond where there was a narrow fisherman's path between the brush and the water. I came up to a Y in the path and face to face with a fork Buck. Buck decides to fight instead of run. I had my big old heavy barrel Austrian snipper rifle with me. I pushed the Buck off a couple of times with the butt of the rifle. I was getting a little panicky with that Buck coming in crotch high with those horns. I finally chopped down with the barrel **hard** right between the antlers, the Deer staggered a little and then went down in a pile. I thought I had broken one antler near the base and knocked him out. I come to find out later the antler was still attached to a piece of skull that had popped loose. I still have that skull.