Outdoor confessions

There are really only three knots you need to know. Square, bowline, and slippery half hitch. Trust me, I was in the Navy

I do this also and nick at least one finger .

I lack the skills it takes to properly sharpen a knife. No matter how many times it’s shown to me, or how long I work at it, I’m an abyssymal failure at putting an edge of any decency on a knife.
The times I got close I soldiered on and somehow managed to f it up again.

So I got that going for me…. ;)

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I’ve been fishing and doing outdoor stuff my whole life and I know like 5 knots (square, improved fisherman, uni, thumb, and bowline). I’ve tried learning others but for some reason it just won’t stick.

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I know two knots, and no clue what either is called

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Cowboyfan89

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You hunt south LA public land, right? It'll humble you for sure.

I quit bow hunting because I'm too lazy to do it.

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You hunt south LA public land, right? It'll humble you for sure.

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Yep...hunted a different part of SLA back then, but it was tough.

2 of my 3 deer werent even shot in SLA...they were shot in Kisatchie...

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Still pretty tough hunting. I'd be proud of those 3.

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Oh, I am. Even crazier, every one of them was on the ground at less than 50 yards.

I guess it's time for another confession...I'm a very lucky deer hunter. I've never seen a deer while sitting in a tree, and 2 of the 3 deer I killed I basically walked up on...

About 15 years ago the company I worked for had a 1200 acre deer lease in South Texas. It was nothing to see 50 - 70 deer every hunt. One particular stand was in a very back corner of the lease and was a pain in the arse to get into. Id drop customers off and then go sit in it to kill a couple hours. One morning the biggest whitetail buck I've ever seen in the wild came out. Well over 180". Just a giant. So big it startled me. I ease my 7 mag out the window, line the giant up in the scope, and pull the trigger. And it goes "click ". Id forgotten to chamber a bullet. Deer obviously hauls arse into the brush and for all I know, into the next county. Told the boss what I'd seen but didn't mention the "click" part. Told him I'd decided it would be better for our #1 customer to shoot him. Sat our #1customer in that stand for the next week and never saw the deer again.

Heading to my camp in my buddies boat which is about 6 miles from the launch. We were fired up, jamming to music and crushing beers. Forgot the plug and noticed when we slowed down that water was pooling up on the floor. We freaked out and instead of turning around and hauling arse to drain it out he gunned it to the bank of the bayou. The bayou was too steep and when we stopped the water from our wake swamped the boat. We started throwing all our shite out the boat to keep it from getting wet while the boat gradually sunk to the top rail. Took about an hour but we finally bailed enough to get the bilge working and made it to the camp.