Whats the worse most dangerous hunt you ever went on ?

[del2les]

Nope, I was just speculating as to the degree of danger that might attend said hunt. As much as I like my .223`s, if I had to shoot a bear with a .223, it would be because there wasn`t anything bigger immediately at hand!

Hmm, maybe I should have added a /sarc tag?

Also, inside joke here about all the discussions of 77TGK bullets used for large game.

 

[Ol' Red]

Hmm, maybe I should have added a /sarc tag?

sarc tag ????? I must be slow. Please define.

 

[del2les]

sarc tag ????? I must be slow. Please define.

/sarc is for sarcasm

 

[Ol' Red]

/sarc is for sarcasm

Got it. I was trying figure out an acronym.

 

[340Wby-4-everything]

Hunting game wasn't the dangerous part. Your hunt for a girlfriend is what about did you in.

Good one! I've had some bad girlfriends and one that was really bad (violent drunk that bloodied my nose and fists to both sides of the head once - after losing the first 2 rounds, didn't stick around for round 3), but nothing like this one. She needs to disappear in the bush on Kodiak or Admiralty islands. Bears would take care of the rest.

 

[Rosebud]

Yeah, she would have been one of the mystery missing people of Alaska!

 

[ofbandg]

Two of us were drifting a wilderness river for grizzly in northern British Columbia and the guy who set it up told us he would meet us at a take-out a few hours down river. It was mid-October and the salmon were running so the bears were scooping fish out along the river. We were in a 12 foot aluminum boat with a small motor we used just for control because the river had some whitewater sections. Unfortunately, we badly misjudged the time and we ended up going downriver in pitch darkness looking for the take-out. It was so dark we hit a big fir that had fallen across the river and the current jammed us up against it. While we were using the oars to try and pry ourselves off the water built up against the boat, collapsed the side of it, and then sucked the boat and us under the tree. Everything spilled into the river and we came up on the far side of the tree swimming. It was so dark we had to yell to find each other and join up. We washed up on a shallow bar in the middle of the river with nothing but the clothes on our back. We were many miles from the nearest home, half-frozen from the being soaking wet, unarmed in an area that was so full of grizzlies we could smell them, we didn't even have a match between us to start a fire, the temperature was falling, and we were still knee deep in the middle of this river. We agree that it didn't look good. We decided our only chance was to go back into the river and try and get out further down on something that looks like an open area. Walking back out in that river wasn't the easiest thing I ever had to do. We had floater jackets on so we held on to each other as we drifted. To make a long story shorter the guy waiting for us finally got tired of sitting so he put the headlights on in the truck and we saw them a mile or so away and were able to make it there. A couple days later we hired a jet boat to take us back up there where we were able to find some of our gear and retrieve the bent up boat.

 

[340Wby-4-everything]

According to my wife(a HS teacher) the current generation of students doesn't trouble themselves at all in the hunt for punctuation…

That's why you can read any magazine article, advertisement or post online and find several misspellings and/or grammatical errors in every one. And, sadly, it is annoying and ever-present. Don't forget they also let the little ***** just make up ******* slang words, which we may have done as well, but it is one thing to simply have and use them and something completely dense to put them in the world's dictionaries. eg. smol, adulting, it me, sus, cheugy and way too many others

 

[eastbank]

makeing a late sweep of a long forgotten ridge in 1968 in VN, we knew they were there, but not in what numbers. we ran into them just at dark and a 15-20 minute fire fight started, non of us were hit and i don,t know if any of the VC were as we walked (very fast) back to the firebase. several of us joined the brown shorts club that day.

 

[340Wby-4-everything]

Two of us were drifting a wilderness river for grizzly in northern British Columbia and the guy who set it up told us he would meet us at a take-out a few hours down river. It was mid-October and the salmon were running so the bears were scooping fish out along the river. We were in a 12 foot aluminum boat with a small motor we used just for control because the river had some whitewater sections. Unfortunately, we badly misjudged the time and we ended up going downriver in pitch darkness looking for the take-out. It was so dark we hit a big fir that had fallen across the river and the current jammed us up against it. While we were using the oars to try and pry ourselves off the water built up against the boat, collapsed the side of it, and then sucked the boat and us under the tree. Everything spilled into the river and we came up on the far side of the tree swimming. It was so dark we had to yell to find each other and join up. We washed up on a shallow bar in the middle of the river with nothing but the clothes on our back. We were many miles from the nearest home, half-frozen from the being soaking wet, unarmed in an area that was so full of grizzlies we could smell them, we didn't even have a match between us to start a fire, the temperature was falling, and we were still knee deep in the middle of this river. We agree that it didn't look good. We decided our only chance was to go back into the river and try and get out further down on something that looks like an open area. Walking back out in that river wasn't the easiest thing I ever had to do. We had floater jackets on so we held on to each other as we drifted. To make a long story shorter the guy waiting for us finally got tired of sitting so he put the headlights on in the truck and we saw them a mile or so away and were able to make it there. A couple days later we hired a jet boat to take us back up there where we were able to find some of our gear and retrieve the bent up boat.

Great story and would be a good one were it not for the crazy murderous biatch in the OPs. Isn't the only safe way to hunt brown or white bears is with a big bore (hot and high stacked 10mm or XL revolver) in a chest holster?

 

[Rosebud]

Two of us were drifting a wilderness river for grizzly in northern British Columbia and the guy who set it up told us he would meet us at a take-out a few hours down river. It was mid-October and the salmon were running so the bears were scooping fish out along the river. We were in a 12 foot aluminum boat with a small motor we used just for control because the river had some whitewater sections. Unfortunately, we badly misjudged the time and we ended up going downriver in pitch darkness looking for the take-out. It was so dark we hit a big fir that had fallen across the river and the current jammed us up against it. While we were using the oars to try and pry ourselves off the water built up against the boat, collapsed the side of it, and then sucked the boat and us under the tree. Everything spilled into the river and we came up on the far side of the tree swimming. It was so dark we had to yell to find each other and join up. We washed up on a shallow bar in the middle of the river with nothing but the clothes on our back. We were many miles from the nearest home, half-frozen from the being soaking wet, unarmed in an area that was so full of grizzlies we could smell them, we didn't even have a match between us to start a fire, the temperature was falling, and we were still knee deep in the middle of this river. We agree that it didn't look good. We decided our only chance was to go back into the river and try and get out further down on something that looks like an open area. Walking back out in that river wasn't the easiest thing I ever had to do. We had floater jackets on so we held on to each other as we drifted. To make a long story shorter the guy waiting for us finally got tired of sitting so he put the headlights on in the truck and we saw them a mile or so away and were able to make it there. A couple days later we hired a jet boat to take us back up there where we were able to find some of our gear and retrieve the bent up boat.

Wow, that could have turned from bad to dead fast! Your very lucky!

 

[340Wby-4-everything]

Cases in point : Wow, I never knew Sako or Win made a 380 or any one a 380. Let's see, the recoil from a 380" bore would probably flip the USS Gerald Ford

Sako ~ AII ~ 380. Win.	GI#: 102718822​
.308 Winchester
Seller: Cabelas Garner

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And, another rare Sako - from the same listings
Sako Model AV chambered in 7 mm Reming Magnum.
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1.If US aid to Ukraine ends, do you think that Europe can or will cove the resulting gaps in meeting Ukraine's materiel demands?
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From the brilliance at CPW - Colorado Parks and Wildlife
The 2023 post–hunt population estimate for Rocky Mountain elk (Cervus elaphus) in the Northwest Region of Colorado totaled 115,390, which represented almost 38% of the elk in all of Colorado.
While elk populations are down from recent historic high numbers around 170,000 in the early 2000's, populations in northwest Colorado are still some of the largest in the state and North America.

So 38% of 170,000 is 115,390 - must be some of that really new math. But, really, the whole sentence is poorly constructed. In addition, CPW has said for at least 25yrs the elk population in Colorado is 250 to 300K+.

The sheer ignorance is everywhere and never ending. No young folks proof check anything anymore and since the media lies about everything, I guess it just doesn't matter.

 

[Taj]

My worse hunt was my first hunt in alaska a drop hunt and they didnt come back to get me .I was alone that was the biggest mistske .The guy with the flying service made a deal with my evil gf at the time to leace me for dead .She went through all my crredit cards while i was gone .I was left 40 miles away in the wilderness having never camped in the snow or had to deal with grizzly bears .I stayed 10 dayz hardly slept it was 0 tk 8 degreees and the bears were feeding for winter still and i about ended up in their tummirs .I had a borrowed sleeping bag that would only zip to my knress .The plane crashed into brush going in messed up wings .I camped in a place that every tree had grizzly bear clawing .I had water inside the tent and stuff floatimg around from water .I had bears come every night then finslly they decided to try to come inside the temt .I shot my 338 wm into yhe ground to scare them but they still kept agravisting me .I knew i couldnt keep goimg much longer .I knew a plane for someone else was comimg the 10 th day so i flagged him down .He couldnt take me back but called ffa to get me picked up .I bought a 416 rem mag after that for temt gun and tried not to gi by myself too much .I should have put that guy that left me in jail and that bad gf .She thought she was seeong a ghost when i got back .It took a while to realize she had set it up to rip me off .I just dusted off and stayed on alaska 12 years loved it .I never saw a moose that trip just giant caribou and lots of bears

I think I might have been married to her at one time!

 

[nhenry]

Don't know how much danger I was actually in, but...
Back home in Western KS I went squirrel hunting one day at an old mostly dried up pond south of town. I only had my 22lr. After shooting a couple, I saw a large pawprint that was definitely way too big to be a coyote or bobcat. I scanned the area and after about 10 minutes I saw a cougar looking right at me, ears pinned back. I backed away 50 yards, turned tail and ran back to my car.

Interesting enough, I'd heard game wardens saying there were cougar sightings in a town 40 miles away about a week before. Might have been the same cat.