My DH and I usually turkey hunt together. One will call and the other will have the gun. About seven years ago during Spring Turkey we were sitting on the edge of a field camoed by some brush keeping an eye on our decoys. After a few calls I heard a rustle in the woods over my left shoulder and slowly turned my head expecting to see a tom had snuck up on us. Much to my surprise there was a buck with a new velvet growth sneaking up on our decoys. We watched as he slowly snuck out into the clearing behind the decoys and then proceed to prance a circle around the decoys. He stopped suddenly realizing something was wrong cuz the turkeys weren't spooking. Then in a flash he was gone. After that I started carrying a camera with me!
I don't know...your story sounded scary to me! I don't blame you for being afraid of bears. I know MI. has alot more bears than we do here in OH...We did have a bear shot attacking a hunter not far from where we hunt this year!
I know what it's like when the dog growls and your looking and looking but you can't see anything...time to keep the 44 handy...lol!
This happened in October and is a hunting story and it's not.
I was camping in Mid Michigan with "Da Dog" (an extremely spoiled VDD named Heidi") at what we call "birdcamp". The area is along the Muskegon and the 1st two nights there were locals camped there. On my third night, Da Dog and I were alone. Because it was already getting cold at night, we had the furnace running. As things usually go, we ran out of propane sometime during the night and I was noticing it about 4 a.m. I get up, grab a light, ask Da Dog if she wants to go out. As habit, I always sweep the immediate area around the door before I step out. I'm holding the door, waiting for Da Dog. She gets down only the first step and starts growling. She comes down the rest of the way, her head turned like she's looking at something, then returns to the camper to stand there looking at me. Dummy me. I stand there, still holding the door outside, and shine my light around asking Da Dog "Are you sure you smelled something?? I don't see any eyes!" After a second glance at her, still starring at me from the doorway, I decided I better listen to her and forget switching the tanks over. In all our years of hunting her, this is the only time she had ever done this and I know it wasn't coyotes/wolves because she acts differently when they are around!!
My DH thought it quite funny, because I always talk like I'm half scared of things, (especially bears), but I was brave enough to stand out there and question Da Dog. I told him I thought I was pretty dumb. Especially since I'm always talking about Da Dog telling us what's going on if we can "listen"!
We never did find out what was outside the camper that night, but figure it was either human or bear. It was a great reminder that a dog has much better senses (or maybe sense) than we do and we have to learn to trust our 4-legged partners sometimes.
Saturday...Jan 8th Ohio's Muzzleloader Season started.
Sunday...Afternoon I was able to get out for a couple of hours. It was VERY cold and snowy...I saw nothing.
Monday...Still cold and snowy. Got out in the afternoon for awhile...again saw nothing.
Tuesday (last day!) another pretty good snow front was coming in that afternoon. My DH gets up and says he's going hunting before the weather gets bad. I pull up the covers tight and said good luck! About 30 minutes later I heard a BOOM! He'd barely left camp and had already got a doe. Well I was up now! I might as well go get me a deer...so I headed out to one of our stands...climbed up and settled in. I was there about 30 mins when I caught a glimpse of movement...here comes a little line of deer right to me. I picked out the biggest one and Boom!
We had a great day...Glenn and I both got our deer within 30 minutes of going out!!!
OK...Let's get these stories going! I've only been hunting for about 10 yrs so I am only an amateur. I know there's alot of you Pros been hunting your whole lives and have a lot of stories to share.
Some years ago my DH and I hunted on a friends property as did his Father-in-law George and other family members. Some of the best times were at night after hunting sitting by the campfire tell stories. George always had the best tales of the deer he'd seen that day. One of my favorites was how he would grunt and a buck would come RUNNING in. Funny thing there was always some reason he didn't shoot the deer (too small, ect). I asked my DH who has been hunting 30+ yrs if he had ever had a deer come RUNNING into his call, he said no.
So anyways it was one of those typical hunting days....early on I though I heard a buck grunt but never got a glimpse of anything all morning, I sat there...nothing. Being bored I did a little grunt on my call trying to imitate the sound from earlier. Much to my surprise I heard this crashing through the woods coming right at me. I only had a few seconds to get my gun up and ready and there he was a buck!!! This story would have ended much better if I actually had shot the buck....my bullet reflected off a small tree branch. You shoulda seen the look on his face when that gun went off. He was as surprised to see me as I was to see him!!!!!
Got out for the first time this season yesterday for Muzzleloader Season up here in CT. I wish I could have gotten out earlier but didnt think it was a good idea with having surgery back on Oct 25th. Saw a couple of small does, and a small 4 pointer but didnt take a shot. At least I got to get out in the woods and walk about 4/5 miles! So at least I got some excersize! Season is open for a couple more weeks, so we will see what it brings!
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