Comical idiots in the field...

BrowningRage

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A true campfire story... Post up your interactions with idiots in the field... here's one of mine:

2006, I have an amazing general season rifle deer tag for the North Slope Uintas ?. Mostly going for the deer camp experience on this one, but we had a solid plan for opening morning that involved hiking to the middle of a sage brush filled, mild sloping sort of canyon. Gonna sit on the hillside and watch the sun come up on one of my favorite mountain vistas anywhere. If a buck appears, I'll be overjoyed.

About 15 minutes into shooting light, I glass up a big buck at the top of the canyon, making his way down in my direction. He's tall and heavy... only problem is, he's also an antelope. ?

We watch the buck start down through the middle of the sage brush and keep glassing for deer. All of a sudden, we hear shots ring out from up the ridgeline, 4 in total... we watch as the antelope sprints down through the bottom and on his way towards the safety of Wyoming. We figured someone above us had seen a buck up on the same mountainside we were on and may have got lucky.

After another hour or so, we decide its time to hike up the mountainside and make our way back to the truck. After a steep hike, we make it to the two track and rest a bit, glassing the mountainside for the other hunters. Just then, a truck comes along with CA plates and one of the friendliest CA people I've ever met. Guy told us about the best morning he just had hunting. Got 4 shots at the biggest buck he'd ever seen. We asked him where, and he pointed down in the bottom where we had just come from. He said he shot and missed 4 times and watched the buck hightail it down and out into the sage brush towards Wyoming... Turns out, it was the FIRST buck he'd ever seen... and I think you are all drawing the same conclusion that we did.

The situation was only comical because he missed. Otherwise, it would have been serious...
 
In my younger years hunting in Idaho I had 2 indian guys stop by my camp and was wondering which trail took them off the mtn as they were driving around in circles trying to find the trail that would take them back to town. Thought it was weird when they said they were using cattle as a landmark to find the trail again. Not passing judgement but think they might have drunk or looking to kill me. Good thing either way I had my .357 on my hip at the time.
 
Many years ago ...like 62...my brother-in-law and I were going elk hunting on Divide Creek. It had been raining and snowing for several days and the 2-track was just deep mud and slick. We were chained up up all 4.s on our little jeep. We came around a bend and there before us was a pick=up with Texes license plates just about ready to start winching himself out of the ditch......only one slight problem. He had his front mounted winch cable strung under his rig and hooked to his trailer hitch. After laughing our butts off...we pulled him out.
 
Many years ago ...like 62...my brother-in-law and I were going elk hunting on Divide Creek. It had been raining and snowing for several days and the 2-track was just deep mud and slick. We were chained up up all 4.s on our little jeep. We came around a bend and there before us was a pick=up with Texes license plates just about ready to start winching himself out of the ditch......only one slight problem. He had his front mounted winch cable strung under his rig and hooked to his trailer hitch. After laughing our butts off...we pulled him out.
Seriously?
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This is not comical but IDIOT!!
A buddy and I were headed up to Fraiser Co years ago to bow hunt.
We were about a mile from where we were going to camp. Driving up the road was a father standing on his 6 year old boys leg trying to pull an arrow out of his thigh….blood everywhere…
We jump out of the truck and stop him immediately! I sent my buddy back to town to call 911
I cut the arrow off a couple inches above his skin and threw him in the back seat of my truck and haul ass to town!
When we got there flight for life showed up 20 minutes later and they air lifted him to Denver.
They wouldn’t let the dad go in the helicopter so I drove him to the hospital.
While driving I asked him what happened and he said his son grabbed an arrow out of his quiver with a broad head on it and was running down the road and tripped.
By the time we got to the hospital they had completed the surgery.
The broad head had cut The femoral artery and was lodged in the bone.
The surgeon said if he would have pulled that arrow out the kid would have been dead in 45 seconds.
 

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