Hunting bloopers 😁

[Alan]

Hope everyone's having a good time here!

I'd love to know, what’s one hunting mistake you’ll always remember? Maybe it was that moment your scope went busted, or you realized the boots you wore were totally wrong, or perhaps you spooked the game way too soon. I’d love to hear your stories. Let’s swap some lessons and have a good laugh along the way!

 

[Lhee_Vogue]

I've got a story from a duck hunting trip that still gives me nightmares. So, my buddy and I roll into this marsh at the crack of dawn, all excited. We set out our decoys while it’s still pitch black, and finally get comfy in the blind. As the sun starts to rise, we can hear ducks quacking away all around us and it felt like it was going to be an epic morning.

Then the first group arrives, wings cupped and gliding right towards our spread. I stand up ready to take the shot, and suddenly, I realize my waders are all tangled up in the blind material. I’m flailing around on one foot, trying to break free while all these ducks get spooked and take off. Meanwhile, my buddy is doubled over laughing so hard he can’t even aim his gun.

Turns out, in the dark, I managed to wrap the cord from our gear bag around my leg without even knowing it. So there I am, doing this ridiculous little dance while every duck within half a mile just flies away, probably wondering what on earth was going on.

 

[Alpo]

Friend and I were dove hunting. We were at opposite ends of a field. I hear a shot. Since there aren't any birds where I'm at, I figure I'll go down where he's at.

There is a ditch crossing the field. And the bottom of the ditch there's water. Maybe a foot wide. There's a board lying in the bottom of the ditch. Obviously there so you can step on the board and not step in the water. And there's a muddy footprint on the board.

Underneath the board is a water moccasin. The last few inches of its tail has been shot off with a shotgun.

I yell - HEY! He yells back - WHAT?

"You shoot this snake?"

What snake?

"This water moccasin in the ditch."

Is it dead?

So I bend over and look at it. I examine it closely. I have my face down too within maybe 6 inches of the snake's head. I see no movement.

"I think so."

Does it have a head?

"Yes."

Well SHOOT IT!

So I straighten up and point my gun in the general direction of the snake's head, and pull the ttrigger. Missed the snake - blew a big chunk of mud out of the ditch.

And the snake suddenly come alive and kicked it into high gear and went zipping down the water in the bottom of the ditch.

I had had my face within about 6 inches of the head of a live water moccasin.

Sometimes I wonder how I lived to get this old.

And, if I had not attempted to shoot the snake and missed, I would have assumed it was dead and stepped on the board, which would have pressed down onto the snake's back and quite probably annoyed him, resulting in him biting me on the leg.