re: What's your worst weekend of hunting? Here is mine.

Wow ya'lls idea of a bad hunt is not to fricking bad I need to hunt with you all more often.....

Place off South Pass November 29, 1983. Hunting off an airboat on a VERY low tide pre cell phone, no one carried VHF back then. Zipping along East bay (it was more navigable back then) and come to a dead stop on a sand bar and put a piling through the hull at about 7 am. We have three people and me a 9 year old kid and a dog. Guns, supplies, etc and are in about .5" of water at low tide. Have no food, no drinks nothing and we are stuck like put a mailbox out and receive your mail stuck you will be getting your mail there. No way to call for help and it's pretty freaking cold in my blue jeans and army surplus green coat. Spent four days waiting for someone to find us with no food or water. Shot ducks and cooked them on the engine block, or ate them raw. Coast Guard started looking for us on day two but no one knew where we were so it took three days to find us. The amazing thing no one panicked and I actually had the time of my life "living in the marsh" other than I got cold a lot that trip.

That's probably the highlight of bad hunts but I could write a book on bad hunts, the least of which is missing a deer or duck....