Negatives Afield

A greenhorn and I became friends in college. Still are today. One thing we don't do together anymore is hunt. A number of incidents too long to tell here, but one such was a goose hunt. He lived near Horicon Marsh in WI. I stay with he and his bride the eve before. Early am up and at 'em well before light. I wait with the truck running for him in what seems like forever. He finally gets in and announced we need to make a delivery of Shaklee vitamins for his wife. It's 4:00 am for cryin out loud! WE go way out of our way and by the time we get to the farm the sun is already up and the geese are flowing, flight after flight into the cut corn NEXT DOOR. We finally had one flight come over. The pattern [if you are observant hunter] is they'd fly over the field tp check it out, turn and circle back to land. The flight is way too high, I tell him to hold still, but he says "Fuck it" and stands up to sky blast. If he had been patient they would have circled right around and landed in our decoys. Moron!
 
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The first and only time I hunted with a friend of a friend in NC Kansas, he let his dog out of the truck and it ran around the circle of guys and punched every single one of us in the balls, and got one guy twice. That was a negative... :laugh:

It was a young, exuberant shorthair, and it would approach you like it was going to jump up on your for a pet, and at the last second it did a kick-turn right off your junk!:eek: I was laughing at the first guy when the dog came over and did it to me. My other friend has no excuse because he had just watched the dog punch two other people in the balls, and acted surprised when it happened to him...:confused: Of course, then the dog proceeded to circle around and tag the first guy a second time. For the rest of the day, I turned sideways every time that dog came by me.

I guess it did wake everybody up.

Toad--Have to say I haven't laughed that hard in awhile. Sitting at the table getting dirty looks cause I'm laughing out loud. Great post
 
Birds were few and far between in SD last year, after 3days some were trigger happy. Bird got up went over line. Guy at top shot down the line. One guy took a pellet in the face, drew blod, had one embedded in bill of hat. I was next to him, got peppered on my legs, good thing for brush pants. Had a little safety talk after that one.
 
I have had most of these things happen to me over the years and that is why I only hunt with one or two close friends or my wife.
I really enjoy hunting by myself since I can pick and chose when I start, where I go and when I quit. My dogs ride in the cab of my pickup so I am never lonely.
I broke my rule last year with a young man that I met, he had a young dog and I did too. He asked me if he could hunt with me and since he was new to the sport I told him okay. He dropped his shorthair on the ground without the collar and the dog took off, not to be seen again for almost 45 minutes. We could see the CRP moving and could see the pheasants flying but didn't see the dog. The poor guy was hoarse from screaming and my dog didn't know what to think.:eek: He was a nice guy and I felt a little sorry for him but if I see him again I will think twice or three times before inviting him to go again.:)
I am having fun teaching my best friends 12 year old son to hunt though. I loaned him a shotgun after he finished his Hunter's Education class and took him to shoot chukars last spring. He killed the first one he shot at and I'm not sure who was more proud his dad or me.

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Birds were few and far between in SD last year, after 3days some were trigger happy. Bird got up went over line. Guy at top shot down the line. One guy took a pellet in the face, drew blod, had one embedded in bill of hat. I was next to him, got peppered on my legs, good thing for brush pants. Had a little safety talk after that one.

The few close calls I've witnessed afield were in similar situations. Slow action, a few were getting jumpy, then take marginal/dangerous shots once a bird flushes.

I'm thinking it may be a good idea to have someone give a daily pep talk when such conditions are at hand. Just a reminder to keep things cool when a bird finally goes up. This may help keep safety embedded in peoples minds.

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The first and only time I hunted with a friend of a friend in NC Kansas, he let his dog out of the truck and it ran around the circle of guys and punched every single one of us in the balls, and got one guy twice. That was a negative... :laugh:

It was a young, exuberant shorthair, and it would approach you like it was going to jump up on your for a pet, and at the last second it did a kick-turn right off your junk!:eek: I was laughing at the first guy when the dog came over and did it to me. My other friend has no excuse because he had just watched the dog punch two other people in the balls, and acted surprised when it happened to him...:confused: Of course, then the dog proceeded to circle around and tag the first guy a second time. For the rest of the day, I turned sideways every time that dog came by me.

I guess it did wake everybody up.

lmao are you kidding wow that's funny man if that was my dog about the time he did the ole side twist punch he would get a nice dose of electricity man that would make me mad if it was my dog, funny story!!
 
I have a talk with anyone I hunt with about shooting birds on the ground, we call it Arkansawing the bird down here. I was in SD a couple of years ago and a guy shot at a runner about twenty feet in front of my dog. To say he got a butt chewing would be an understatement. I don't think he will do that again. We have a hard fast rule of no ground shooting. Not worth getting a dog shot. If the bird is on the ground the dog will get it.

I haven't heard that term "Arkansawing" a bird in years......thanks for bringing back some good memories.....I love it
 
I haven't heard that term "Arkansawing" a bird in years......thanks for bringing back some good memories.....I love it

When I was a kid birds, and road hunters, were plentiful in northwestern kansas. As the grass would turn that red shade in the fall, the locals would get a kick out of putting a rooster head on a stick deep in that grass to see if they could fool a road hunter. I found more than a couple set up like that. Usually it was during opening weekend. I'm sure those heads were from birds they harvested before the season anyway's. Things were different back then. More than once the farmer's wife were we stayed, would cook up hen breasts the farmer had plunked with a .22. He used to shoot them out of the milo while drinking beer in the evening:eek:
 
As the great Phil Robertson says, If it flies it dies and if it sits it dies too.

That applies to duck hunters

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lmao are you kidding wow that's funny man if that was my dog about the time he did the ole side twist punch he would get a nice dose of electricity man that would make me mad if it was my dog, funny story!!

I think the dog's owner found it to be amusing... :laugh: Me?,,, not so much.:eek:

Every year, at some point over evening drinks, we recall the story of ol' "dickpunch" the shorthair. :laugh:
 
That dog must be related to my Abby she loves to do the same thing. It is funny if your not on the receiving end.:cheers:
 
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