Gotta at least give the guy credit for trying ...
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I figured since we are all sharing our hunting experiences I would share my only one.
I had a few friends at work that loved deer hunting. They would all gather together and talk about their weekend hunts. They knew I was into shooting (I was a beginner at benchrest and still am) so I got invited to their next Saturday hunt. Well to see how they all love it and my uncle is borderline obsessed I figured I would give it a shot. I told them to call me when they are going and I would meet them at the local Bojangles. I had taken a hunting safety course (mandatory in my family) so I went a bought a licenses. That Friday night I got my stuff together and went to bed.
I remember my phone ringing about 0400. All I could think was one of my friends was in jail so I answered. It was a strange voice telling me to get up and get going. I was very puzzled so I asked who in the world is this? Hey Hunter it's Eddie come on now get it together.
I managed to get up and get dresses. When I went outside (still pitch black) I realized I needed more clothes. I finally got the heat working in my pick up and made it to Bojangles. I was excited at the though of a few country ham biscuits. When I pulled into the parking lot they were waiting. I pulled in and they hollared at me "we ain't got time to eat this is just where we meet up" (man I was disappointed). Well I followed their truck into the woods. We parked and got out. Well I sit in tree stand for several hours, froze my ears off, was still hungry, got bored, and did not see so much as a squirrel. We met back at the truck about 1200 and ate. They said it was time to go back. Go back all right I went back to the house.
I have respect for yall who can get up that early. There is definetally a challenge in it that requires skill. I do love deer meat but my uncle almost always fills his tag so he shares with me (you should try his meat loaf with venison).
Sorry to be so long winded but hey I did try.
I figured since we are all sharing our hunting experiences I would share my only one.
I had a few friends at work that loved deer hunting. They would all gather together and talk about their weekend hunts. They knew I was into shooting (I was a beginner at benchrest and still am) so I got invited to their next Saturday hunt. Well to see how they all love it and my uncle is borderline obsessed I figured I would give it a shot. I told them to call me when they are going and I would meet them at the local Bojangles. I had taken a hunting safety course (mandatory in my family) so I went a bought a licenses. That Friday night I got my stuff together and went to bed.
I remember my phone ringing about 0400. All I could think was one of my friends was in jail so I answered. It was a strange voice telling me to get up and get going. I was very puzzled so I asked who in the world is this? Hey Hunter it's Eddie come on now get it together.
I managed to get up and get dresses. When I went outside (still pitch black) I realized I needed more clothes. I finally got the heat working in my pick up and made it to Bojangles. I was excited at the though of a few country ham biscuits. When I pulled into the parking lot they were waiting. I pulled in and they hollared at me "we ain't got time to eat this is just where we meet up" (man I was disappointed). Well I followed their truck into the woods. We parked and got out. Well I sit in tree stand for several hours, froze my ears off, was still hungry, got bored, and did not see so much as a squirrel. We met back at the truck about 1200 and ate. They said it was time to go back. Go back all right I went back to the house.
I have respect for yall who can get up that early. There is definetally a challenge in it that requires skill. I do love deer meat but my uncle almost always fills his tag so he shares with me (you should try his meat loaf with venison).
Sorry to be so long winded but hey I did try.
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quote:Originally posted by zipperzap
From elsewhere:
I figured since we are all sharing our hunting experiences I would share my only one.
I had a few friends at work that loved deer hunting. They would all gather together and talk about their weekend hunts. They knew I was into shooting (I was a beginner at benchrest and still am) so I got invited to their next Saturday hunt. Well to see how they all love it and my uncle is borderline obsessed I figured I would give it a shot. I told them to call me when they are going and I would meet them at the local Bojangles. I had taken a hunting safety course (mandatory in my family) so I went a bought a licenses. That Friday night I got my stuff together and went to bed.
I remember my phone ringing about 0400. All I could think was one of my friends was in jail so I answered. It was a strange voice telling me to get up and get going. I was very puzzled so I asked who in the world is this? Hey Hunter it's Eddie come on now get it together.
I managed to get up and get dresses. When I went outside (still pitch black) I realized I needed more clothes. I finally got the heat working in my pick up and made it to Bojangles. I was excited at the though of a few country ham biscuits. When I pulled into the parking lot they were waiting. I pulled in and they hollared at me "we ain't got time to eat this is just where we meet up" (man I was disappointed). Well I followed their truck into the woods. We parked and got out. Well I sit in tree stand for several hours, froze my ears off, was still hungry, got bored, and did not see so much as a squirrel. We met back at the truck about 1200 and ate. They said it was time to go back. Go back all right I went back to the house.
I have respect for yall who can get up that early. There is definetally a challenge in it that requires skill. I do love deer meat but my uncle almost always fills his tag so he shares with me (you should try his meat loaf with venison).
Sorry to be so long winded but hey I did try.
This why they didn't take you inside to eat.[:D]0 -
LOLOLOL ... good eye, my friend!
... talk about typos!
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About 16 years ago, I got up one morning, dressed, drove to our hunting land. Walked to my tree stand, was in it about 20 minutes before light. The temp was 17' and after daylight the wind picked up. I lasted about an hour before I decided I didn't "have" to be there. Nothing was moving anyway. Climbed down, went home and sat in front of the heater for a while.[:D] 0 -
the shortest I have ever stayed out was about an hour...we got out to our spot in the morning and it was -8 degress. I radio'd my buddy and told him I was heading back to the truck...he called me a wuss so I stuck it out for another 15 minutes or so. Finally I couldn't take it anymore and went back. I get to the truck and he was in there all toasty warm laughing. Said he had been in there for over an hour!!! If I wasn't frozen I would have hit him[;)] 0
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