Whats the worse most dangerous hunt you ever went on ?

[dwcars]

Wonders why game wardens aren't liked........... He could have at least dried and oiled your gun.. What a *****

There are both good and bad LEOs everywhere~! I was driving my 250 dually in St. George, Georgia and got stopped for speeding by a rank toothed county mountie. My friends complain that I drive like an old granny so I'm sure I wasn't speeding. I did have Florida tags on my truck though. He told me to get out of the truck, and the first thing he asked was did I have any guns. His hand was on his holstered gun when he asked. I said 'yes', he asked where, and I told him they were on the floor of the passenger back seat. I had new in the box 6" stainless Python, a Nazi marked Hi Power (both in a closed brief case), and a model 39-A Marlin. He confiscated them claiming that the law required them to be locked in the trunk. A trunk in a pick-up~???
He told me that to get them back I'd have to go to the local magistrate's court which was held once a week. I drove all the way back to Georgia to go to court, and the magistrate, not a judge, asked me if I had a "permit to carry". I told him no, and he told me to get out of his court and stop wasting his time.
I don't know what that lesson taught me if anything, but I sure don't like Georgia any more~!!!!

 

[Rick Richard]

There are both good and bad LEOs everywhere~! I was driving my 250 dually in St. George, Georgia and got stopped for speeding by a rank toothed county mountie. My friends complain that I drive like an old granny so I'm sure I wasn't speeding. I did have Florida tags on my truck though. He told me to get out of the truck, and the first thing he asked was did I have any guns. His hand was on his holstered gun when he asked. I said 'yes', he asked where, and I told him they were on the floor of the passenger back seat. I had new in the box 6" stainless Python, a Nazi marked Hi Power (both in a closed brief case), and a model 39-A Marlin. He confiscated them claiming that the law required them to be locked in the trunk. A trunk in a pick-up~???
He told me that to get them back I'd have to go to the local magistrate's court which was held once a week. I drove all the way back to Georgia to go to court, and the magistrate, not a judge, asked me if I had a "permit to carry". I told him no, and he told me to get out of his court and stop wasting his time.
I don't know what that lesson taught me if anything, but I sure don't like Georgia any more~!!!!

Did you get your guns back?

 

[Turpentine21]

The supposedly easy short hog hunt 10 miles from my house. I had to hang a Loc On stand and in the process fell. Landed on the exposed roots of the tree and exploded 4 vertebrae. No one knew where I was. The pain was bad. I could only get short breaths. I knew my back was broken. I heard and felt the break. I knew pain would be much worse when the adrenaline wore off and I had symptoms of internal bleeding. I had to move so I made the choice. My legs would not work. So I elbow crawled to my Atv and pulled myself up onto it. Called Dad and told him "my back is broken, get an ambulance to so and so. Then laid my chest on the fuel tank, pulled it in gear with my hand, and putted 2 miles out of the swamp. Then fell off onto the edge of the highway and waited on the ambulance.
6 operations and 3.5 years later I could stand back up straight and walk. I am fused from S2 to T8 with all sorts of titanium and stainless hardware and also c6-c7 is fused with hardware as well. I'm basically a human lightning rod. But I'm very, very lucky. Things could have been a lot worse. I landed right between two 18" tall cypress knees.
I had had a harness on. But I had to unhook briefly in order to leave a limb for concealment and that short instant was all it took.
Probably not the type of dangerous hunt you were looking for but my point is they can all be dangerous. Especially when you're young, fearless, and stupid like I was.

 

[fta0303]

I had a couple of bad hunts. One time while hunting deer on Mapleton Mountain in Utah, there was a group of three armed guys that tried to steal my deer I was dragging. Looking at the business end of my old Remington .30/06, they decided to go somewhere else in a hurry. My deer tag was clearly seen on the buck's antlers.


Another time when I was groundhog hunting, I fell over a cliff at an old rock quarry and got really busted up. I crawled to my vehicle and made it home and was taken to the hospital.

A couple of years ago I was busted up in another fall while hunting and received some injuries that will slow me down for the rest of my life. Hunting rough areas is dangerous. I still hunt there but will use more caution.

Most hikers in the mountains stay on the trails. Hunters by contrast are bushwhackers by nature. Stepping off the trail is a dangerous step. Bad footing is always a danger. Steep country accentuates the consequences of that and adds the danger of stepping through brush that covers a cliff. And a hunter is trying to hunt, so has an additional distractive focus over the common bushwhacker.

Bushwhacking down the side of a steep ridge in the mountains offers another opportunity - you drop down a ways and find a cliff. Your choice is to rope down your pack and climb down after it or climb back up to where you started. Not everyone can rock climb. No one wants to climb back up. And rock climbing down is a whole different game than rock climbing up. There may be no clean route down. Easy to get in over your head. And - I can't do now what I could when I was young. A topo map can help you to avoid this situation. For most of us, it's likely best to bite the bullet and climb back up the ridge.

And if you ever have to shoot to warn another shooter that you're in his line of fire, be sure to do it from good solid cover.

 

[marksman1941]

The supposedly easy short hog hunt 10 miles from my house. I had to hang a Loc On stand and in the process fell. Landed on the exposed roots of the tree and exploded 4 vertebrae. No one knew where I was. The pain was bad. I could only get short breaths. I knew my back was broken. I heard and felt the break. I knew pain would be much worse when the adrenaline wore off and I had symptoms of internal bleeding. I had to move so I made the choice. My legs would not work. So I elbow crawled to my Atv and pulled myself up onto it. Called Dad and told him "my back is broken, get an ambulance to so and so. Then laid my chest on the fuel tank, pulled it in gear with my hand, and putted 2 miles out of the swamp. Then fell off onto the edge of the highway and waited on the ambulance.
6 operations and 3.5 years later I could stand back up straight and walk. I am fused from S2 to T8 with all sorts of titanium and stainless hardware and also c6-c7 is fused with hardware as well. I'm basically a human lightning rod. But I'm very, very lucky. Things could have been a lot worse. I landed right between two 18" tall cypress knees.
I had had a harness on. But I had to unhook briefly in order to leave a limb for concealment and that short instant was all it took.
Probably not the type of dangerous hunt you were looking for but my point is they can all be dangerous. Especially when you're young, fearless, and stupid like I was.

Things change quickly. I think most of us tend to think "nah I got this. I'll be good" right up until the moment we are in fact not good anymore. Glad you survived that one.

 

[264WM]

I was hunting Elk and was about a half mile from the truck when something jumped up in a thicket below me there was heavy frost on the grass and I turned quick to see what it was and went head first over a 12 foot ledge as me feet slipped on the frost. I slammed into a large rock with my left shoulder. It sounded like I broke every bone in my shoulder. I was thinking that if I moved sharp bones would slice a artery so I didn't move for several minutes. My son was with me but he had went the other direction so he was more than a half mile from me and some one was running a chain saw making too much noise for anyone to hear me so I finally got to my feet and started walking back to the truck. My arm was completely numb and I started getting light headed and feeling sick so I sat on a rock for awhile till my head cleared, then walked back to the truck and got there when my son did and he drove me to the hospital. Completely separated my left shoulder.

 

[Turpentine21]

Things change quickly. I think most of us tend to think "nah I got this. I'll be good" right up until the moment we are in fact not good anymore. Glad you survived that one.

Thank you Sir. I was lucky on many counts. I have a good wife who is also a registered nurse. She stuck by me though it all. My son was 2 at the time. I got to raise him and see him grow up. Your priorities after something like this definitely change.

 

[Mark37082]

The supposedly easy short hog hunt 10 miles from my house. I had to hang a Loc On stand and in the process fell. Landed on the exposed roots of the tree and exploded 4 vertebrae. No one knew where I was. The pain was bad. I could only get short breaths. I knew my back was broken. I heard and felt the break. I knew pain would be much worse when the adrenaline wore off and I had symptoms of internal bleeding. I had to move so I made the choice. My legs would not work. So I elbow crawled to my Atv and pulled myself up onto it. Called Dad and told him "my back is broken, get an ambulance to so and so. Then laid my chest on the fuel tank, pulled it in gear with my hand, and putted 2 miles out of the swamp. Then fell off onto the edge of the highway and waited on the ambulance.
6 operations and 3.5 years later I could stand back up straight and walk. I am fused from S2 to T8 with all sorts of titanium and stainless hardware and also c6-c7 is fused with hardware as well. I'm basically a human lightning rod. But I'm very, very lucky. Things could have been a lot worse. I landed right between two 18" tall cypress knees.
I had had a harness on. But I had to unhook briefly in order to leave a limb for concealment and that short instant was all it took.
Probably not the type of dangerous hunt you were looking for but my point is they can all be dangerous. Especially when you're young, fearless, and stupid like I was.

Tree stands are absolutely dangerous. I'm glad you survived and can walk now.
As a young hunter I had an old Summit climbing stand. It was the type that you hooked your feet in loops on the base and used a separate hand climber to pull your self up the tree. I liked to get as high as I could back then. I was close to 30' up a tree when the base slipped off my boot and fell to the bottom of the tree. I was hanging by the hand climber and wrapping my legs around the tree. No safety harness and scared as heck. I had to let go of the hand climber and hug the tree to get down. I have the upmost respect for arborists that seem to have no fear and unbelievable strength and agility now. Learned many lessons that day.

 

[Turpentine21]

Tree stands are absolutely dangerous. I'm glad you survived and can walk now.
As a young hunter I had an old Summit climbing stand. It was the type that you hooked your feet in loops on the base and used a separate hand climber to pull your self up the tree. I liked to get as high as I could back then. I was close to 30' up a tree when the base slipped off my boot and fell to the bottom of the tree. I was hanging by the hand climber and wrapping my legs around the tree. No safety harness and scared as heck. I had to let go of the hand climber and hug the tree to get down. I have the upmost respect for arborists that seem to have no fear and unbelievable strength and agility now. Learned many lessons that day.

Been right there with you. Those old two piece stands would certainly "leave you hanging". I've done the slide myself. I hunted out of a homemade Baker tree stand for many years.

 

[Old Hickory 45]

I was on duty when we completed a Search&Rescue of a young hunter that fell from his tree stand. The stand shifted and dumped him during a very cold day of our late muzzleloader deer season.

He was busted up and could not even crawl. What saved his life was his cell phone.

He had a full recovery.

 

[Old Hickory 45]

On a cool early morning near Jerimiah, KY, I was squirrel hunting with a work pal from Jerimiah, Ron Back.
The area we were hunting was very brushy and Ron warned me to be careful of copperhead snakes.

We were climbing a steep and huge rock rubble pile of a coal strip mine when I accidentally placed my hand next to a big copperhead sunning itself.

I froze and then very slowly removed my hand away and moved over a few feet. The blast of my 12GA blew up the snake.

We were using shotguns because the area we hunted was nearly all brush with gray squirrels.

 

[Coyote Shadow Tracker]

I was on duty when we completed a Search&Rescue of a young hunter that fell from his tree stand. The stand shifted and dumped him during a very cold day of our late muzzleloader deer season.

He was busted up and could not even crawl. What saved his life was his cell phone.

He had a full recovery.

The most dangerous thing in Hunting is a Deer Tree Stand. Most injuries and Fatalities!

 

[Old Hickory 45]

The most dangerous thing in Hunting is a Deer Tree Stand. Most injuries and Fatalities!

The fella we rescued would certainly agree! What did impress me about the badly injured fella, he removed the percussion cap from his rifle before we arrived.

 

[Turpentine21]

The fella we rescued would certainly agree! What did impress me about the badly injured fella, he removed the percussion cap from his rifle before we arrived.

I would not let go of my longbow until my dad arrived and assured me it would be kept safe.
My doctors told me if not for all the weight training I did all my life my injuries may have been much worse. My fall was from 23 feet. I cut a back flip on the way down. One of my tree steps cut my right boot off. The root I landed on was sticking up about 5 inches and caught me right across my right hip and lumbar. I remember thinking, "People die like this" as I was falling which felt like forever. The crack of my back breaking sounded like a rifle going off. I remember thinking as soon as I hit the ground, well I'm alive and my arms will move. But I couldn't move my legs or catch my breath. I had to breathe really shallow or it hurt like hell. When I hit I hyperextended so much that it tore some muscle in my stomach. My 4 wheeler was about 50 yards away and my cell phone was on a saddle bag there. it was drizzling rain so no way an ambulance could get anywhere close and I knew it would be several hours before anyone missed me. I had to make a move before the adrenaline wore off or just lay there and take whatever comes. I'm first responder trained and had signs of internal bleeding so I elected to start trying to crawl. To say crawling was painful is an understatement. I just kept thinking I've gotta get to that phone. Talking was tough because I couldn't catch my breath but I got the message across that I had broken my back bad. I was at so and so presently, and I would try to meet him at the highway if I could pull myself up onto the 4 wheeler. Then we lost connection. I was laying in the highway by my 4 wheeler when the ambulance got there. They wanted to fly me out in a helicopter but weather had it grounded. It was certainly a life changing event. In some ways bad, and in some ways good. It doesn't just change your life. It changes your whole families life.

I have recommended ever since that my friends wear a harness and use a lifeline so they are connected before they even start climbing. It's not worth the risk. Hope I haven't bored y'all too much but if my story keeps one person from falling then it was well worth the time it took me to type it.