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those fall sounds got me thinking....

hillbillehillbille Member Posts: 14,461 ✭✭✭✭
 can't count the number of times I have been sitting in a tree stand cold, shivering, and half nodding off, not sure if I was gonna freeze to death or fall asleep and someone shoots  down the hollow, or just over the ridge. seems you are instantly wide awake and warm as toast, hopeing they missed and the buck will run your way........

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  • Chief ShawayChief Shaway Member, Moderator Posts: 6,290 ******

    It’s always good to be the jerk, aka, the first to shoot opening day.

    I always perk up and look and wait after hearing a shot.

    After all these years, only shot one that came running by from the direction of a shot.

  • BikerBobBikerBob Member Posts: 2,745 ✭✭✭

    I was hunting in Michigan’s Upper Peninsula some years back and had my back up against a big tree. It was snowy cold and crisp that morning. The first rifle shot I heard woke me right up, it sounded like it came from the backside of the same tree.

    Sat still for about a half hour waiting to hear the snow crunching from some * clown close by, but nothing.

    It sure does get your attention.

  • bustedkneebustedknee Member Posts: 2,001 ✭✭✭✭
    edited September 2020

    And ain't it sweet when you hear "that sound" then it all comes together?

    One morning I was sitting in my blind when my uncle called, "We got done with Lucy's apointment early...you want to go fishing?"

    I advised him to pack a lunch while I hooked up the boat and headed his way.

    While stowing my gear in the boat I heard a shot in the thicket a quarter mile below my house. That sound that echoes up and down the hollars and leaves me wondering about the details.

    "I'm an idiot" I thought. "I should have my rifle within reach."

    I ran in the house and retreived my gun then leaned against the gate post.

    2 does and a 10-point buck came charging up the ridge in a full-blown panic.

    Needless to say, the does continued on without their buck.

    We lost my Aunt within a couple months and my Uncle in less than a year.

    Oh, the memories.

    I can't believe they misspelled "Pork and Beans!"
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