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re: Weirdest thing you've seen in the woods that nobody believes you about.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 7:42 am to lowhound
Posted on 11/6/26 at 7:42 am to lowhound
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I shot a canvasback in the middle of the woods waddling along in a dry ditch while squirrel hunting in January. Don't know how it got there.
I had a flight of about 10 set in the decoys on a beaver swamp west of Atlanta one morning during the ban on Cans. That swamp was THICK...even ring necks had trouble getting in and out of it. I have no idea why they set in other than the decoys but they had a helluva time getting back out. I hunted that swamp a BUNCH and rarely had ring necks set in, a rarity in Georgia where ring necks and woodies are about all we ever see, because it was SO thick....they'd try to set in and did occasionally but it was unusual....and ring necks don't need nearly the space to get off the water that Cans do. Those cans swam around the decoys for about 30 minutes, obviously nervous about their predicament, and finally found enough open water to leave but it was close...they knocked leaves and acorns off trees for about 1/4 acre getting their big asses out of that swamp.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 7:54 am to Sparty3131
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I was in a lease in the swamp. Boat only to hunting spots.
There was a box blind called the “bat blind”. There was always a bat hanging upside down in there for years.
Also saw an otter cross a logging road at that lease while sitting in a stand.
I had access to a pretty good blind about an hour east of Atlanta in the mid 80s and one morning my young lab and myself set the decoys and got in the blind with me first and her behind me and before I got in the blind good she came snarling around me like she was a rabid....there was a mink in the blind....it went out the hole it had come in and the damned dog followed it, nearly destroying that wall of the blind in the process. The mink started swimming away and like an idiot the dog gave chase....which of course pissed the mink off and it attacked the dog and whupped her arse good....ate her arse up...she was screaming and hollering and I am trying to get that damned thing off her. It finally came to its senses and swam off but circled the decoys for about 2 hours, chattering and screaming at us...and the dumb arse dog wanting to get its arse whipped the whole time. It finally left the area when I started seeing ducks....we had missed the morning flight fighting that nasty thing in the middle of the decoys. I almost shot it several times but I wasn't certain what it was at the time and did not know if it was illegal to shoot one...as it turns out is is. I probably could have shot it and buried it but I was more amazed at its behavior than mad about it fricking up the morning flight. We never saw it again but I am certain it lived part time in that blind because my dog would act like a fricking idiot every time we approached that blind.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 8:21 am to AwgustaDawg
I found a slough off the Pecos River just south of Lakewood New Mexico in August of 2104 just before the early teal opener. This thing was about 20 acres of 1'deep water that did not exist but about once every 30 years or so....and it was LOADED with teal. Clouds of the damned things trying to get in and rafts of them loafing and preening and feeding and doing general duck things.
Two co-workers and I set up a decoy spread on this slough on opening morning and it was everything one can imagine....teal buzzing the decoys, pitching in as they will do and generally acting like teal. We shot a 3 man limit of birds flushed out of the decoys in about 45 minutes....could have been done in 15 if we'd been pass shooting. I didn't send the dog to retrieve any but those furthest from the blind, thinking we would pick them up later.
I noticed one of the birds acting like it was only crippled and sent the dog after it to give a young dog some work on cripples. She brought it back and its breast was nearly gone....I thought she had hard mouthed it or we had blown its breast off. I then noticed a decoy acting like it was a cripple....damned unusual in my experience for a decoy...and since there a couple of dead birds in its general direction I waded out to get the birds and to see what was fricking with that decoy.
When I got to the decoy one of the dead birds started acting like the first one I had noticed was acting. As I approached it the wake of several fish darted away from it and I knew it wasn't the lab who had eaten the first one but some sort of fish....with teeth. When I picked up the second one it too was almost breastless....and the third one started doing the same thing....except this time I saw it being hauled off in the jaws of a long nosed gar....a big one, probably 3 feet long. It finally dropped that bird undamaged. I hunted that slough almost the entire season until it dried up completely and it was, at times, working alive with ducks and gar....and I never waited anytime at all before retrieving any ducks or dove I shot over that slough after that.
That slough never made again in my time in New Mexico although it was always a good dove shoot....but I suspect with the rain they have had in the area this year it has made again and will be loaded with ducks, and unless something has changed in the 12 years since not a soul will hunt it.
Two co-workers and I set up a decoy spread on this slough on opening morning and it was everything one can imagine....teal buzzing the decoys, pitching in as they will do and generally acting like teal. We shot a 3 man limit of birds flushed out of the decoys in about 45 minutes....could have been done in 15 if we'd been pass shooting. I didn't send the dog to retrieve any but those furthest from the blind, thinking we would pick them up later.
I noticed one of the birds acting like it was only crippled and sent the dog after it to give a young dog some work on cripples. She brought it back and its breast was nearly gone....I thought she had hard mouthed it or we had blown its breast off. I then noticed a decoy acting like it was a cripple....damned unusual in my experience for a decoy...and since there a couple of dead birds in its general direction I waded out to get the birds and to see what was fricking with that decoy.
When I got to the decoy one of the dead birds started acting like the first one I had noticed was acting. As I approached it the wake of several fish darted away from it and I knew it wasn't the lab who had eaten the first one but some sort of fish....with teeth. When I picked up the second one it too was almost breastless....and the third one started doing the same thing....except this time I saw it being hauled off in the jaws of a long nosed gar....a big one, probably 3 feet long. It finally dropped that bird undamaged. I hunted that slough almost the entire season until it dried up completely and it was, at times, working alive with ducks and gar....and I never waited anytime at all before retrieving any ducks or dove I shot over that slough after that.
That slough never made again in my time in New Mexico although it was always a good dove shoot....but I suspect with the rain they have had in the area this year it has made again and will be loaded with ducks, and unless something has changed in the 12 years since not a soul will hunt it.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 8:25 am to Captain Rumbeard
I've told it before on here, but in high school two buddies and I were riding a fourwheeler in the woods at night. We get about 4 miles from the house, maybe half mile from the ramah levee. All standing around, smoking cigarettes in the dark. We hear something breaking branches about 100 yards off. We laugh it off saying it's a hog. And it turned toward us. Only now we are hearing what sounds like green saplings 2 inches thick snapping coming toward us.
So we haul arse. One on the front rack, one driving, one on the back. And we get stuck. So I'm shoving, running, hopping on and off as we get stuck.
We haul arse back to the house scared shitless. Next day I grab a gun and head back there. Don't see a single track on the ground, but 6-10 feet up, it looks like a wrecking ball went through the trees. And green trees 2-3 inches thick were indeed snapped off.
There is nothing in south Louisiana than can snap trees off that size that high in the air and not leave a track on the ground.
So we haul arse. One on the front rack, one driving, one on the back. And we get stuck. So I'm shoving, running, hopping on and off as we get stuck.
We haul arse back to the house scared shitless. Next day I grab a gun and head back there. Don't see a single track on the ground, but 6-10 feet up, it looks like a wrecking ball went through the trees. And green trees 2-3 inches thick were indeed snapped off.
There is nothing in south Louisiana than can snap trees off that size that high in the air and not leave a track on the ground.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 8:27 am to AwgustaDawg
sitting in an elevated deer stand along the side of a pond, I watched an enormous black snake working its way along the pond toward me looking for prey.
I probably watched it for about 10 minutes before, coming from the other direction, I saw a Coon working along the pond in the same way
the snake saw the Coon 1st, and made a break for it, which brought it to the coon's attention
starting at the head, the Coon took 10 or 15 minutes eating the whole snake like a corn dog
I probably watched it for about 10 minutes before, coming from the other direction, I saw a Coon working along the pond in the same way
the snake saw the Coon 1st, and made a break for it, which brought it to the coon's attention
starting at the head, the Coon took 10 or 15 minutes eating the whole snake like a corn dog
Posted on 11/6/26 at 8:33 am to X123F45
Another one, at the risk of doxxing myself, a 3ft white bipedal animal with long hair and the head of a dog.
Driving home with a buddy, windows down, trans am. Up by this lady's mailbox there's this weird statue. 3ft tall, gray. Looks like Anubis.
When we get even with it, I go to flick my cigarette out, and the face is right BEHIND my side mirror, at 50mph. I jump, buddy jumps. It closed the gap and stopped right behind the mirror to look in, as we are doing 50.
And we both drive in dead silence about a mile or two. At the same time we both ask of the other saw it. We whip a u turn and head back. No creature. No statue.
I have no idea what it was.
Driving home with a buddy, windows down, trans am. Up by this lady's mailbox there's this weird statue. 3ft tall, gray. Looks like Anubis.
When we get even with it, I go to flick my cigarette out, and the face is right BEHIND my side mirror, at 50mph. I jump, buddy jumps. It closed the gap and stopped right behind the mirror to look in, as we are doing 50.
And we both drive in dead silence about a mile or two. At the same time we both ask of the other saw it. We whip a u turn and head back. No creature. No statue.
I have no idea what it was.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 8:54 am to AwgustaDawg
I was hunting ducks on the Pecos river about 1000 feet inside New Mexico just before it enters Texas, the north end of Red Bluff Reservoir one morning and between the morning flight and mid morning flight I head what I thought was a boat heading down the river...this would have been the second boat I ever saw on that part of the river, the first being the one I used to set decoys. The noise kept getting louder and I realized it wasn't a boat but thought it was some sort of oil field vehicle on the other side of the river. Whatever was causing the noise was getting closer and closer and obviously was coming from the river. Thinking that a dam of some sort had busted up stream and knowing what flash floods look like in that area the dog and I lit out for high ground.....and about the time we made it to the bluff behind us I turned around and coming around a slight bend in the river was a MASS of Cormorants......thousands of the damned things.....feeding on a MASSIVE school of bait fish being slaughtered from below by a MASSIVE school of white bass and hybrids. The river at that point is about 400 feet wide, depending on how much rain they have gotten, and that school of bait fish was 50' from each shore so about 300 feet wide and it took the entire mass of cormorants, baitfish and fish about 30 minutes to pass. The water in that part of the river was about 15 feet deep that day and it was crystal clear when they started down the river and a churned up mess when they finally passed. That's a pretty damned large volume of water to be stained that quickly.
At that time Red Bluff was supposed to be devoid of fish due to an algae bloom. If you asked even people who owned camps at the dam (camps being very loosely used here) that said there were no fish in the lake and no one fished it. Texas had quit stocking it for years prior to this. I had hunted it a bunch and I saw white bass occasionally busting bait but never a lot of them. After seeing this when I picked up I headed for the dam thinking I might find someone and ask if they had ever seen it...and there just so happened to be a game warden there. I asked and he confirmed that the white bass had come back and the state had stocked the lake that spring with hybrids. He said that there was as many cormorants on the lake that year as they had ever been so they knew the shad had bounced back as well. I fished it some and caught a pile of small white bass but we had a lake closer to the house full of BIG white bass so I did not fish it a lot.
In a truly strange twist some time in the mid 1960s Texas stocked this reservoir with redfish. They never really flourished and it was a limited experiment BUT local legend has it that some of those stockings have managed to survive. It is highly doubtful that this is true, Texas says it certainly isn't, but I like the idea of finding redfish tailing on a salt flat in the middle of the desert.....
At that time Red Bluff was supposed to be devoid of fish due to an algae bloom. If you asked even people who owned camps at the dam (camps being very loosely used here) that said there were no fish in the lake and no one fished it. Texas had quit stocking it for years prior to this. I had hunted it a bunch and I saw white bass occasionally busting bait but never a lot of them. After seeing this when I picked up I headed for the dam thinking I might find someone and ask if they had ever seen it...and there just so happened to be a game warden there. I asked and he confirmed that the white bass had come back and the state had stocked the lake that spring with hybrids. He said that there was as many cormorants on the lake that year as they had ever been so they knew the shad had bounced back as well. I fished it some and caught a pile of small white bass but we had a lake closer to the house full of BIG white bass so I did not fish it a lot.
In a truly strange twist some time in the mid 1960s Texas stocked this reservoir with redfish. They never really flourished and it was a limited experiment BUT local legend has it that some of those stockings have managed to survive. It is highly doubtful that this is true, Texas says it certainly isn't, but I like the idea of finding redfish tailing on a salt flat in the middle of the desert.....
Posted on 11/6/26 at 9:05 am to lowhound
Was squirrel hunting opening day last year. It was a group of us that had split up from where we parked our 4-wheelers. When we finished hunting, we met back up. I was talking to my brother who was telling me about how he had snuck up on a squirrel in a big red oak tree about 100yds away, but it had disappeared right before I walked up. Then while we were talking about it, my brother says "WTF, I think I just saw that squirrel fall out of the tree." We walked over there and a snake had that squirrel wrapped up and was trying to kill it. I guess the squirrel had gone into a hole where the snake was waiting on him or something. It was like watching Wild Kingdom. We stepped back about 15yds and shot both of them. 
If we hadn't taken some pictures and videos of the situation before shooting, nobody would have believed us.
If we hadn't taken some pictures and videos of the situation before shooting, nobody would have believed us.
This post was edited on 11/6/26 at 9:07 am
Posted on 11/6/26 at 9:19 am to AwgustaDawg
I didn't "see" this but I did see most of it.
My lab and I had finished setting up decoys one morning on a largish Playa lake in New Mexico and, as she and I are both wont to do, took a little siesta just before shooting time, me laying in my layout blind at the waters edge and her curled up right beside me just outside the blind. I woke up to her low growling and whining with her hair raised on the back of her neck, making noises I never heard from her before. I started quietly telling her to shut up because it was getting close to shooting light. I thought it was a range cow...she despises a cow of any kind for some reason, or coyotes getting close to us, as they did just about every morning just before shooting light. She was having no part of it....simultaneously acting like she was about to rip something apart and acting like she might piss herself any minute. This went one for a good 10 minutes and when it was almost exactly shooting time I hollered at her to down and the damned bushes 20 feet behind us sounded like they had exploded. I snatched around thinking it was a range cow but saw nothing and got ready to shoot ducks, which I proceeded to do. Just after the morning flight, having killed 3 greenies and a nice pintail drake. I had to piss so i get out of the blind, drop my waders and take a leak. The dog had immediately took off to where the "range cow" had been which was unusual because she usually had the memory span of a goldfish....but she was very much concerned about this particular "range cow" so i walked up to her....and 20 feet from the blind there were obvious mountain lion tracks where a damned mountain lion had been stalking us. No doubt what they were, far bigger than bobcat tracks, heavier and longer and obvious sign of a large, heavy tail dragging in the dirt....this thing had been making a semi circle track back and forth about 20 feet behind us and about 50 feet across....obviously back and forth. It never appeared to get any closer, probably meant to get some water, caught scent of us and tried to figure out the best path of escape...but also possibly reading the breakfast menu until my Lab caught scent of it OR heard it and immediately started acting a fool...I will never know but I do know that the thing was either stalking us or trying to figure out how to avoid us....it was definitely there. They were not uncommon in the area and followed mule deer and antelope herds almost like they were keeping the flocks. I hunted that place a LOT...duck, dove and quail, and every time we went to the area the dog would spend some time in the same spot I found those tracks with her nose to ground looking for that thing. Never happened again, never saw it, but it was there. Had another one run off from us the last year I was in New Mexico but about 2 hours away - I saw that one. Kind of un-nerving to think the hunter may have been being hunted....and having only #2 steel with me or dove loads I ain't sure it would do more than piss off one them things....
My lab and I had finished setting up decoys one morning on a largish Playa lake in New Mexico and, as she and I are both wont to do, took a little siesta just before shooting time, me laying in my layout blind at the waters edge and her curled up right beside me just outside the blind. I woke up to her low growling and whining with her hair raised on the back of her neck, making noises I never heard from her before. I started quietly telling her to shut up because it was getting close to shooting light. I thought it was a range cow...she despises a cow of any kind for some reason, or coyotes getting close to us, as they did just about every morning just before shooting light. She was having no part of it....simultaneously acting like she was about to rip something apart and acting like she might piss herself any minute. This went one for a good 10 minutes and when it was almost exactly shooting time I hollered at her to down and the damned bushes 20 feet behind us sounded like they had exploded. I snatched around thinking it was a range cow but saw nothing and got ready to shoot ducks, which I proceeded to do. Just after the morning flight, having killed 3 greenies and a nice pintail drake. I had to piss so i get out of the blind, drop my waders and take a leak. The dog had immediately took off to where the "range cow" had been which was unusual because she usually had the memory span of a goldfish....but she was very much concerned about this particular "range cow" so i walked up to her....and 20 feet from the blind there were obvious mountain lion tracks where a damned mountain lion had been stalking us. No doubt what they were, far bigger than bobcat tracks, heavier and longer and obvious sign of a large, heavy tail dragging in the dirt....this thing had been making a semi circle track back and forth about 20 feet behind us and about 50 feet across....obviously back and forth. It never appeared to get any closer, probably meant to get some water, caught scent of us and tried to figure out the best path of escape...but also possibly reading the breakfast menu until my Lab caught scent of it OR heard it and immediately started acting a fool...I will never know but I do know that the thing was either stalking us or trying to figure out how to avoid us....it was definitely there. They were not uncommon in the area and followed mule deer and antelope herds almost like they were keeping the flocks. I hunted that place a LOT...duck, dove and quail, and every time we went to the area the dog would spend some time in the same spot I found those tracks with her nose to ground looking for that thing. Never happened again, never saw it, but it was there. Had another one run off from us the last year I was in New Mexico but about 2 hours away - I saw that one. Kind of un-nerving to think the hunter may have been being hunted....and having only #2 steel with me or dove loads I ain't sure it would do more than piss off one them things....
Posted on 11/6/26 at 9:29 am to lowhound
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Was squirrel hunting opening day last year. It was a group of us that had split up from where we parked our 4-wheelers. When we finished hunting, we met back up. I was talking to my brother who was telling me about how he had snuck up on a squirrel in a big red oak tree about 100yds away, but it had disappeared right before I walked up. Then while we were talking about it, my brother says "WTF, I think I just saw that squirrel fall out of the tree." We walked over there and a snake had that squirrel wrapped up and was trying to kill it. I guess the squirrel had gone into a hole where the snake was waiting on him or something. It was like watching Wild Kingdom. We stepped back about 15yds and shot both of them.
If we hadn't taken some pictures and videos of the situation before shooting, nobody would have believed us.
I was fishing a private pond on the SW side of Atlanta when I was in high school - this thing was LOADED with 3 -5 pound LM bass,,,unfortunately a developer applied one dose of tract housing to the property and that gorgeous spring fed pond is no more....but I digress. Anyway I was fishing out of a 10' jon boat and on a tree that had fallen in the lake there was a squirel sitting on his haunches eating an acorn. Busy fishing and not paying any attention I heard a HUGE fish break water in that direction and turned to look and a LM bass pushing 3 feet long and weighing at least 10 pounds has jumped out of the water, knocked that acorn flying and grabbed that damn squirrel right off that log!
I was dumbfounded, as one can imagine. not 5 minutes after this that fish breaks water again under that same log and I think "Im going to catch that big bastard....and start paddling that way....what I see will boggle the imagination. That damned bass had jumped out the water and had placed that acorn right where that first squirrel had been sitting....and sure as hell there's another one on the bank eyeballing that acorn.....
Posted on 11/6/26 at 9:57 am to rattlebucket
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Watched a squirrel lose its grip and fell out of a tree twice as high as me so 30-40 feet. Hit the ground like it wasnt nothing. I laughed out loud.
Thanks, this reminded me: When I was in college, I was walking on campus on my way to another class. I was headed down a staircase surrounded by spruce pines. All of a sudden, I hear crashing branches near me for 4-5 seconds, so I stop to see what’s up. A moment later, a fat possum belly flops on the ground about 6 feet from me. He must’ve fallen a helluva long way for me to hear him coming for that many seconds. Poor guy was moving pretty gingerly when he finally got up.
Reminded me of that saying: “he looks like he fell out of the Ugly Tree and hit every branch on the way down”.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 10:07 am to Sparty3131
quote:I saw one galloping through the woods at the NWR near Ferriday. It does have some water, but I was not very close to any of it when this happened.
Also saw an otter cross a logging road at that lease while sitting in a stand.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 10:18 am to Captain Rumbeard
I was 17yr old or so sitting in a treestand on an evening hunt about 3pm on a cold day when the sun was shining on me.
I was struggling to stay away and head was bobbing a probably dosed off a min or two and when I looked off to my right down a powerline there was an emu standing at the feeder. I couldn’t hardly believe it myself what I was seeing.
I get back to the camp that evening and everyone is giving recaps of their hunt and I was like “ yall won’t believe what I saw and Fkin emu”
All the old guys started accusing me of smoking dope in the stand and laughing at me and telling me I was crazy and it was a heron. That went on for like five mins then they told me that it was an emu that had got turned loose and been living rogue for a few years lol.
I was starting to second guess what is knew I saw!!
I was struggling to stay away and head was bobbing a probably dosed off a min or two and when I looked off to my right down a powerline there was an emu standing at the feeder. I couldn’t hardly believe it myself what I was seeing.
I get back to the camp that evening and everyone is giving recaps of their hunt and I was like “ yall won’t believe what I saw and Fkin emu”
All the old guys started accusing me of smoking dope in the stand and laughing at me and telling me I was crazy and it was a heron. That went on for like five mins then they told me that it was an emu that had got turned loose and been living rogue for a few years lol.
I was starting to second guess what is knew I saw!!
Posted on 11/6/26 at 10:27 am to AwgustaDawg
Forgot about this one till you mentioned that lion.
The wife and I and our little kids, one was a baby, and our neighbors and their little boy went camping up north of Albert Pike on a creek up there between two cliffs. We were out riding four wheelers earlier in the day and my neighbor spotted a lion that crossed the road right in front of him. Cool story but it turned out, he was headed north and we were in the way.
That night we're all sitting around the fire, I had a weiner dog at the time and she didn't notice anything until between us and the creek which was no more than 20 yards away, a lion screamed. Now I've heard bobcats, fox, etc. This is not that. This is that one that sets your snake brain on edge. Every hair on my body went up and I bolted for the car to get a gun.
Never did see him that night, but almost pissed myself when he said hello.
The wife and I and our little kids, one was a baby, and our neighbors and their little boy went camping up north of Albert Pike on a creek up there between two cliffs. We were out riding four wheelers earlier in the day and my neighbor spotted a lion that crossed the road right in front of him. Cool story but it turned out, he was headed north and we were in the way.
That night we're all sitting around the fire, I had a weiner dog at the time and she didn't notice anything until between us and the creek which was no more than 20 yards away, a lion screamed. Now I've heard bobcats, fox, etc. This is not that. This is that one that sets your snake brain on edge. Every hair on my body went up and I bolted for the car to get a gun.
Never did see him that night, but almost pissed myself when he said hello.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 10:36 am to Captain Rumbeard
True story. People think I'm bullshitting.
Hunting MS river swamp close to Vidalia. 16 ft ladder stand. I keep hearing faint leaves rustling. Cant make it out and don't see anything. Goes on for several minutes slowly getting more noticeable but not necessarily louder. Finally I get curious enough to really start looking. I can see leaves shuffling around but don't see anything at first. Until I finally see it. Dozens of crawfish walking on dry ground all in the same direction. All in a group. About 30 minutes later they were gone. Felt like a fever dream.
Once had a beaver chew on the leg of my wood stand while I was in it. I dropped a can of OFF on his head the run him off. That was funny.
Hunting MS river swamp close to Vidalia. 16 ft ladder stand. I keep hearing faint leaves rustling. Cant make it out and don't see anything. Goes on for several minutes slowly getting more noticeable but not necessarily louder. Finally I get curious enough to really start looking. I can see leaves shuffling around but don't see anything at first. Until I finally see it. Dozens of crawfish walking on dry ground all in the same direction. All in a group. About 30 minutes later they were gone. Felt like a fever dream.
Once had a beaver chew on the leg of my wood stand while I was in it. I dropped a can of OFF on his head the run him off. That was funny.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 10:43 am to Captain Rumbeard
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Forgot about this one till you mentioned that lion.
The wife and I and our little kids, one was a baby, and our neighbors and their little boy went camping up north of Albert Pike on a creek up there between two cliffs. We were out riding four wheelers earlier in the day and my neighbor spotted a lion that crossed the road right in front of him. Cool story but it turned out, he was headed north and we were in the way.
That night we're all sitting around the fire, I had a weiner dog at the time and she didn't notice anything until between us and the creek which was no more than 20 yards away, a lion screamed. Now I've heard bobcats, fox, etc. This is not that. This is that one that sets your snake brain on edge. Every hair on my body went up and I bolted for the car to get a gun.
Never did see him that night, but almost pissed myself when he said hello.
I can only imagine. My dad and a friend of his took me fishing one night when I was about 8 on Weiss Lake in NE Alabama. It was about this time of year and the air temps were cool but the lake temps had not dropped much from summer so the lake was covered in a deep fog. We heard a lot of owls and they were pretty cool....but we heard what I now think was a barn owl and I ain't sure all of us did not foul our armor LOL....it was either a barn owl or some poor Center Alabama woman had run into something horrible....that sound carried across that fog and went right to the pits of our soles LOL....
Posted on 11/6/26 at 11:01 am to Captain Rumbeard
I suspect this has happened to most duck hunters but not certain.
I used to spend more time wading in beaver swamps in north and central Georgia, in late fall and early winter and always way before good light, than anyone in their right mind would consider doing. I can't count the number of times a damn beaver, no doubt thinking it'd be funny, has snuck up near me quietly and without any notice of what they were up to, came to the surface and slapped their damned big old silly tail on the surface of the water and run off laughing maniacally. At least I think they were the source of those maniacal sounds, most of the time it was just them and me and I never heard those crazy sounds except in the presence of a trick playing beaver.....
I never really minded being the brunt of this behavior, while it wasn't my idea of high comedy I make allowances for differences in tastes and understanding that living in a swamp probably doesn't present many opportunities for a good laugh for a beaver. What I did mind though was the beaver's natural protection from water....had I scared the shite out of the beaver I assume the beaver shite would just float off, no harm and almost no foul. However, being human, the only way to protect my nether regions from that cold cold water was to have on a pair of long handles, wading pants (also known as jeans for most of the time I did this on a regular basis). a couple of layers of socks and a final layer of chest waders. If I scared the shite out of a beaver one would assume the worst that could happen is a very brief moment of embarrassment and an equally brief period of swimming just a little faster and the beaver was as good as new with nothing more than a slightly elevated blood pressure and a good story to relay around the beaver lodge. When the beaver scared the shite out of me, however, encased in several layers of clothing topped off by a rubber shell and most likely some distance, even a few steps, from the hill, there was certainly harm and a lot of foul and the humor of the moment was mostly lost, for me at least, I can't speak for the beaver.
I used to spend more time wading in beaver swamps in north and central Georgia, in late fall and early winter and always way before good light, than anyone in their right mind would consider doing. I can't count the number of times a damn beaver, no doubt thinking it'd be funny, has snuck up near me quietly and without any notice of what they were up to, came to the surface and slapped their damned big old silly tail on the surface of the water and run off laughing maniacally. At least I think they were the source of those maniacal sounds, most of the time it was just them and me and I never heard those crazy sounds except in the presence of a trick playing beaver.....
I never really minded being the brunt of this behavior, while it wasn't my idea of high comedy I make allowances for differences in tastes and understanding that living in a swamp probably doesn't present many opportunities for a good laugh for a beaver. What I did mind though was the beaver's natural protection from water....had I scared the shite out of the beaver I assume the beaver shite would just float off, no harm and almost no foul. However, being human, the only way to protect my nether regions from that cold cold water was to have on a pair of long handles, wading pants (also known as jeans for most of the time I did this on a regular basis). a couple of layers of socks and a final layer of chest waders. If I scared the shite out of a beaver one would assume the worst that could happen is a very brief moment of embarrassment and an equally brief period of swimming just a little faster and the beaver was as good as new with nothing more than a slightly elevated blood pressure and a good story to relay around the beaver lodge. When the beaver scared the shite out of me, however, encased in several layers of clothing topped off by a rubber shell and most likely some distance, even a few steps, from the hill, there was certainly harm and a lot of foul and the humor of the moment was mostly lost, for me at least, I can't speak for the beaver.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 11:22 am to Captain Rumbeard
Elk.
Posted on 11/6/26 at 11:57 am to Captain Rumbeard
Flocks of cinnamon teal that black out the sky on Toledo Bend.
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