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Topic: Shortest hunt?
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Rich Higgins
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posted September 20, 2003 09:15 AM
Tim's story of his hunt inspired this question. What was the shortest hunt of your career? Or what was the shortest time between legal light and game on the ground? Predator or big-game, I would like to hear your story. I don't believe anyone can top my brother-in-law's Utah deer hunt 30 years ago. He shot a 4 point at the edge of camp from his sleeping bag at first light opening day.
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John/Alaska
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posted September 20, 2003 10:50 AM
Well Rich I got a bunch of them! But I'll only bore you with a couple.
Just about a month ago a buddy of mine did the same thing as your BIL. He shot a caribou while still laying in his bag. He woke up looked out of the tent, saw a caribou, bang! He then went back to sleep while his hunting partner took care of it.
Another time a father and his 8 year old son were going moose hunting. They got up opening morning and started loading the boat for a river drift. The father told the son they were looking for moose with horns. The son says "Dad like that one standing there!" Bang, moose down right in camp! It was standing next to their tent!
Then a couple of years ago while on their way for thanksgiving dinner with the other side of the family. My SIL said to look for caribou as they had two tags and had just entered the unit they had the tags for. My grandson then spotted a caribou, his dad shot it and as they were taking care of it my SIL says "We still need one more" Grandson Trayl says "Dad, there is a bull standing right there!" Bang! Finished butchering the two and on to grandmaws house for thanksgiving dinner.
I'll stop there!
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Leonard
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posted September 20, 2003 11:59 AM
I get the feeling this thread could be dominated by Alaskan stories? ![[Smile]](smile.gif)
Good hunting. LB
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John/Alaska
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posted September 20, 2003 12:32 PM
Nah Leonard I won't tell too many more! Just that when you live where hunting is still a way of life for many the stories do pile up. I do enjoy the quarky ones no matter where they take place.
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Lonny
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posted September 20, 2003 09:09 PM
The night before the opening day of elk season several years ago I was awakened by the bugling of a bull that sounded only a couple of hundred yards from the wall tent.
From midnight on the bull bugled every few minutes. I couldn't sleep at all so a 3:00 AM I said to hell with it and crawled out of my sleeping bag and got ready for daylight which was still 3 1/2 hours away. I didn't dare take the risk of so much as turning on a flashlight or make a cup of coffee because the bull sounded so close. I just sat in the dark and waited.
I didn't want to leave the tent to early for the fear I might bump into the bull in the darkness. In the predawn light I snuck over the rise from camp and saw a cow elk. I dropped to the ground and waited as eighteen cows and calves filed right past me towards the timber. The last one was the bull. The .270 folded the 6X6 up like a cheap lawn chair at less than 40 yards. By looking at my watch the season couldn't have legally been much more than a minute old.
This particular hunt was so short and easy that it really didn't have the same sort of feeling of accomplishment that a successful hunt usually does.
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Locohead
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posted September 21, 2003 06:34 PM
Several years ago, we left camp and took to the road around 5:00 am or so. Just as it started getting getting light, about 50 mule deer went running across the dirt trail ahead of us, I'd never seen a group of mulies so big. We watched them pass and then we headed down the road, not 1/4 mile later another 50 head herd was bolting across the road way up in front of us. My dad was driving and boogied down the deep rutted road. Hunters were bouncing everywhere within the truck. Once we were about 100 - 200 yards before their crossing point, I jumped out, sat in a mud puddle just off the road and shot a really giant mulie buck. He was last out of all those deer. He and a couple of other smaller ones. Right place, right time, no skill whatsoever. This too was just at the break of dawn on opening morning.
The fun part of the hunt though was catching 6" brookies all day long for the rest of the week. Boy, that little yellow panther martin with red dots did a number on those babies!!!!
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