Ramblings and Such From Hunting Coyote

What is your major malfunction is one that works for some one messing up . Did you just go to ground also works for that . Were you born that way or do you have to work at it . I've been around way too many sarcastic people in my life I think some times . My Grandma always said if you walk with the lame you will learn to limp .

That line from your grandma is priceless. It can also go the other way - the guy with the limp can sometimes shake it off when he gets in with the right crowd, and soon he'll be walking straight & tall. Sadly, this is not typical. Usually it's like your grandma said, and the good ones go sour from the bad influence.
 
My Uncle Pete was born in August , 1923 , and served in the Army - Air Force during WW2 .
After the war , he began working long hours to make a good living for his wife and family , and had not done any type of hunting since his childhood . In 1967 my dad gave Pete a shotgun , and he went dove hunting with us , his first hunt since 1941 , before WW2 . He really enjoyed the family hunt and in November, 1969 , he accompanied Dad , several of their mutual friends , and me on his very 1st deer hunt .We all went to the friend's lease in the Texas Hill Country , an area with extremely high deer numbers , as well as numerous Javelina pigs . Uncle Pete had purchased a Remington Model 742 , semi-automatic rifle in .30-06 with scope for the hunt .
Tall tower blinds had not become popular for hunting in 1969 , so we all hunted from ground blinds or climbed trees .
On opening morning , Dad drove Pete and me out to our blinds in the pre-dawn darkness .
We first took Pete to the area that we had selected for him , a ground blind that was in a drainage with a flowing creek , that we and our friends considered to be the best area for Uncle Pete to see deer .
I was dropped next , about 1/4 mile from Pete , and Dad then drove back to his blind , which was about 1/4 mile on the opposite side of Pete , so we were in close proximity to Pete in case he were to get a deer .

Just as the morning began to dawn , 30 minutes before sunrise , We heard Uncle Pete shoot , pow , pow ,......pow......pow , pow . 5 shots total , and then silence . Another 5 minutes , and we then heard Uncle Pete yelling for his brother , louder with each word ...... Dean ..... Dean ..... DEAN !!! HELP...HELP...HELP !!!

I unloaded my rifle and took off running toward Uncle Pete , and I heard the jeep engine as Dad drove to him .
Dad and I both arrived at the same time at the blind where we left Pete , but we only found his rifle and coat lying on the ground outside the blind . Then we heard Pete say "Over here" , and about 50 yards upstream and around the bend we saw Uncle Pete , in a tree . We went to him , and before Dad could say a word , Uncle Pete said " The hogs got after me , there must have been over 20 of them , popping their tusks , so I ran ".

Now picture this :
A 6'3" , 260# man in a tree , that the lowest branch was at least 12 feet above the ground .
Dad said "How in H..L did you get up there ?"
Uncle Pete's reply "I jumped and missed the limb .............. BUT I CAUGHT IT ON THE WAY DOWN" !!!!!!

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That's great !!! Good thing he was paying attention. He probably jumped so high that he had a long drop to think about grabbing the branch on the second attempt. Your family is a bunch of real characters. How many of the hogs did get with all that shooting ???
 
NONE !
Not a single one .
It was the adrenaline rush .
He told the entire group that the hogs had to be at least 200# each .
In reality Javelina normally will be 30# - 40# maximum .
But all of this made a great story at the poker game that night .
 
DMP25-06 I'm still laughing . I would have been worried sick un till I got there then I probably wouldn't have been able to stop rolling on the ground for a while . That is a good one sir one I shall cherish reading a gain . Thank You
 
I love it in the mountains except during the winter any more . I have been up there at 8000 to 8500 feet in January with a couple of feet of powdery snow on bright sunny days when there weren't even any birds around . It's an eyrie silence and an alone ness that is hard to explain . I was up there one year in the fall. September we usually get some rain and thunder storms the first couple of weeks that gets the grass and ground ready for the winter freeze . I had my son with me he was 12 at the time and I had him learning to drive my truck . We stopped at a gate I got out and opened it he drove through it and stopped for me to close it . The loop for the bottom of the gate post was kind of tight so I bent over to put it on the post . Up the road a couple hundred yards lightening struck the fence . It ran down the fence knocked me off my feet . I got up got the gate closed as fast as I could and back in the truck . My sons eyes were as big as saucers and he stammered out Dad now I know what it means when they say balls of fire . When that lightening struck there was a ball of fire rolling down the fence did you see it . No Josh I didn't see it I had other things on my mind at the time and I was looking at the ground . I didn't think he needed any more excitement for the day . I latter told him it had knock me down . I got very lucky again that day . Thank You God
 
We all have one, of that there is no doubt, GOD assigns one to all of us and your guardian angel protected you as it was not your time to come home. You cannot exist on this world without one as you all know the enemy was cast out and put here.................you all need one, no one is immune. Great story, great story, there has been a bunch on this thread...............
 
I love it in the mountains except during the winter any more . I have been up there at 8000 to 8500 feet in January with a couple of feet of powdery snow on bright sunny days when there weren't even any birds around . It's an eyrie silence and an alone ness that is hard to explain . I was up there one year in the fall. September we usually get some rain and thunder storms the first couple of weeks that gets the grass and ground ready for the winter freeze . I had my son with me he was 12 at the time and I had him learning to drive my truck . We stopped at a gate I got out and opened it he drove through it and stopped for me to close it . The loop for the bottom of the gate post was kind of tight so I bent over to put it on the post . Up the road a couple hundred yards lightening struck the fence . It ran down the fence knocked me off my feet . I got up got the gate closed as fast as I could and back in the truck . My sons eyes were as big as saucers and he stammered out Dad now I know what it means when they say balls of fire . When that lightening struck there was a ball of fire rolling down the fence did you see it . No Josh I didn't see it I had other things on my mind at the time and I was looking at the ground . I didn't think he needed any more excitement for the day . I latter told him it had knock me down . I got very lucky again that day . Thank You God

I think that's what they call a "near-miss." These occur when the Lord isn't ready to receive you just yet, and he lets you slide one more time. I've had a few of those, and one involved lightning. It was a chilling experience, for sure. I wasn't right for about a week after that one. It's good that we don't have a lot of those - I don't think our system is designed to handle that more than once in a while. I'm glad you didn't get toasted that time, DSheetz. I guess your work here is not done yet ..........

We had one of those fire-ball events when I was a little kid, around age five. The parents of the kid across the street were having a party to celebrate his First Communion, and there was a nasty thunderstorm that rolled in off Lake Erie. It dropped a couple inches of hail on us, and then blew on through. In our back yard across the street was a capped well casing that stuck up out of the ground about eighteen inches, and it was covered with rust. We stood in awe as a big ball of lightning came down out of the blue sky behind the big storm that had just passed, and then we heard a tremendous BOOM. We all ran over there to see what had happened, and the well casing and its mushroom-cap were as shiny as a brand new dime. The grass all around it was completely gone for about fifteen feet, and it was just brown dirt & rocks.

Another thing I've seen a few times in that same area is thunder-snow. Yup - a raging blizzard, with lightning flashing and thunder crashing. I have only seen this in the Great Lakes area, but I'm sure that it can occur anywhere that gets thunderstorms during the transitional seasons of spring & fall. Obviously, this isn't going to happen in the summertime, or even very often in the colder months. Most of the time I've seen it were on the south shores of Lake Erie, and a very strong wind off the lake will push the moist air up the steep bank along the shore. This orographic lifting can produce some amazing weather phenomena.
 
It can and does happen in the high mountains during the summer months here just not so often . I am amazed every time I am around it but I don't react like the guy on the weather channel Jim Cantore . Now that guy gets excited about it . I got snowed on , on the 23rd of July with thunder and lightening the storm moved in fast and moved out fast . It left a couple of inches of snow that was gone in less then half an hour . It reminded me why I keep a coat in my truck year round.
 
DMP25-06 I'm still laughing . I would have been worried sick un till I got there then I probably wouldn't have been able to stop rolling on the ground for a while . That is a good one sir one I shall cherish reading a gain . Thank You


When you are hunting , hear multiple gun shots , followed by someone shouting your name , and SCREAMING HELP multiple times , yes you fear the worst has happened . And then you find his gun and coat on the ground , and no sign of that person , It is definitely a scary feeling .
But , to see that big man in that tree is something that can not be adequately described .
And to watch him dismount from that tree , I don't think that a Black Bear could have done it faster .
 
I love it in the mountains except during the winter any more . I have been up there at 8000 to 8500 feet in January with a couple of feet of powdery snow on bright sunny days when there weren't even any birds around . It's an eyrie silence and an alone ness that is hard to explain . I was up there one year in the fall. September we usually get some rain and thunder storms the first couple of weeks that gets the grass and ground ready for the winter freeze . I had my son with me he was 12 at the time and I had him learning to drive my truck . We stopped at a gate I got out and opened it he drove through it and stopped for me to close it . The loop for the bottom of the gate post was kind of tight so I bent over to put it on the post . Up the road a couple hundred yards lightening struck the fence . It ran down the fence knocked me off my feet . I got up got the gate closed as fast as I could and back in the truck . My sons eyes were as big as saucers and he stammered out Dad now I know what it means when they say balls of fire . When that lightening struck there was a ball of fire rolling down the fence did you see it . No Josh I didn't see it I had other things on my mind at the time and I was looking at the ground . I didn't think he needed any more excitement for the day . I latter told him it had knock me down . I got very lucky again that day . Thank You God


Yes Sir ,
Your Guardian Angel was with you that day .

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I enjoy every story that people share with us on this site and hope to read many more here . There is some thing to learn from them all . A big Thank You to all that share or will share stories with us here .

This thread has helped me to reach-back into my memory and recall events that have not crossed my mind in many years .
Remembering Pop and the skunk , and then Uncle Pete and the hogs , had me laughing all the while that I was posting those 2 stories .
And YES , ALL of these events that I have posted did occur in my life , exactly as I have written .

I thank ALL of you who take the time to post your experiences .
I look forward to reading all of them .

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We all have one, of that there is no doubt, GOD assigns one to all of us and your guardian angel protected you as it was not your time to come home. You cannot exist on this world without one as you all know the enemy was cast out and put here.................you all need one, no one is immune. Great story, great story, there has been a bunch on this thread...............
I'm sure I have a gaurdian angel but I think they need overtime/hazard pay to watch over me! I've had more than enough too close calls and no not all by my own doing lol. Here's a 1 liner that I don't know if I came up with it or just never heard it said before but " Shxx happens, it just usually happens to me first". Most days I feel like my name should be Job instead of John. And +1 on the German. 50% here.
 
I'm sure I have a gaurdian angel but I think they need overtime/hazard pay to watch over me! I've had more than enough too close calls and no not all by my own doing lol. Here's a 1 liner that I don't know if I came up with it or just never heard it said before but " Shxx happens, it just usually happens to me first". Most days I feel like my name should be Job instead of John. And +1 on the German. 50% here.

I'm in there for 50% on the German ancestry, too. The rest is 25% Italian / 25% Portuguese, so I guess I qualify as a full-fledged mongrel. My Singaporean wife doesn't believe these numbers, though - she says I'm at least half monkey, since I am covered with hair. I told her that's so if I get lost in the woods, some she-bear will take me into her cave where I'll be safe for the night.
 
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