Hunting stories?

I posted this in another thread last night, but it looks like it's dead.

>November 2023.
>Went hunting with my native co-worker on the Potawatomi Rez in N.E. Kansas.
>I'm Native myself, but I live off the Rez in city limits.
>Fricker hunts nearly 24/7.
>I was nervous hunting with him to begin with because he says people on the Rez don't give a shit about rules.
>But I went anyway.
>Went hunting for Coyote, he had his Rabbit caller ready.
>Dad always wanted to take me hunting but due to his felon status, he can't.
>Tried to go bow hunting with my dad but the police here are dicks.
>My co-worker hunts Deer, Rabbit, Squirrel, whatever.
>Whatever he sees he'll hunt, Crow included.
>My second hunt was his shortest, and my shortest hunt ever.
>I hunted with him prior (first time) and didn't get anything.
>This hunt though, didn't even last 10 minutes.
>Right after we left his pasture towards his deer stand, there was an 8-point buck 20 to 30 yards out.
>We both squatted down because the buck stared at us and didn't move.
>"Bro, raise your rifle, now, like right fricking now."
>Raised my Remington 700 LH 30-06 and shot it in the shoulder.
>I was using Winchester Ballistic Silvertips.
>The Polymer tipped 180-grain round went right through the shoulder like a hot knife through butter.
>The buck dropped instantly.

I'll remember this till the day I die. I was and am still so proud of this.

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  1. 2 months ago
    Anonymous

    show us the deer otherwise nice fake story buddy

  2. 2 months ago
    Anonymous

    >inb4 citygays shit up the thread with their brainless, uninformed morals

    • 2 months ago
      Anonymous

      you got btfo in the coyote thread, stay seething

      • 1 month ago
        Anonymous
  3. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >Vancouver Island fall 2022
    >Drive out to Bamfield to meet a buddy who's doing a bike packing trip
    >bring the rifle along for the drive, who knows
    >next morning get out of town early, stop to check out a spot behind lake Cowichan I scoped out on google earth earlier
    >good sign all over the place, start slowly creeping down a deactivated logging road calling with a fawn bleat
    >road follows a ravine, steep embankment to my left, steep downhill to the creek on my right
    >come around a corner about a mile in, there's a black bear about 100 yards up the road grazing on grass
    >frick it, I have a tag and it'll be good sausage meat
    >kneel down, wait for it to turn broadside, heart's pounding a little
    >take the shot
    >bear instantly pivots towards me and starts sprinting
    >o frick there's a bear sprinting right at me
    >chamber another round
    >bear disappears into a gully in the road, pops back up 80 yards away
    >shoulder my rifle, scope is zoomed in too far for the range, can't find bear in my reticle
    >70 yards, 60 yards, finally find it in my scope
    >all I see is head, neck, snout, and open mouth
    >pull the trigger again
    >drops like a ton of bricks 50 yards away
    >as my hearing comes back I hear a few ragged breaths and finally the death rattle
    >find first bullet clipped the lungs, second severed the spine
    I'm almost certain it never saw me, just heard the shot and picked the easiest direction to run.

    • 1 month ago
      Anonymous

      Pucker power at max huh?

      • 1 month ago
        Anonymous

        Happened so quick and smooth I didn't have the time to worry about it in the moment, then I had the whole drive home to freak out about it.

        • 1 month ago
          Anonymous

          It be like that sometimes.

  4. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    Nice, I have a Remington 700 in 308.

  5. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >be me
    >be today
    >go huntan
    >see giant bunny
    >he sees me first and runs away
    >see 5 durr
    >not durr season
    >see bat
    >not bat season
    >see fox
    >does not say yakka yakka yakka chow
    >still pretty cool
    8.5/10 would hunt again

  6. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >be me
    >ground hunting pubic land
    >bout fiddy degrees out, comfy jacket weather
    >crepping around innawoods with my 308 bolty and other larp stuff
    >find cozy little depression
    >lay back on my backpack and wait
    >fall asleep cuddling my raifu
    >wake up and wait a little longer
    >nothing shows up
    >gets dark
    >hike back to truck
    picrel

  7. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >due to his felon status
    I thought indians were the peaceful noble savage and dont break the laws?

  8. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >be me
    >15 years old second deer hunt without my dad
    >on the drive out to my uncles farm drink 30oz of coffee and 5 Kwiktrip egg sandwiches
    >Hike out to my spot at 5 am
    >fall asleep 30 minutes before opening hours
    >wake up
    >stomach is grumbling
    >5 egg sandwiches are coming out
    >run to a tree at mach 5
    >pants barely make it to my ankles before the shits
    >reach into my map pocket for the TP
    >oh God
    >oh frick
    >I forgot theTP
    >no snow
    >no leaves
    >eventually have to cut the earflaps off my hat to wipe my ass.

    • 1 month ago
      Anonymous

      I bet the post shit clarity was great though

  9. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >be me this past december
    >innawoods in new england around sunrise with my 10/22
    >see squirrel
    >headshot from 25 yards or so
    >skin and clean out in the woods
    >bring it home and make tasty braised squirrel stew with potatoes and parsley and a white wine sauce and share with friends
    😀
    Small game only permit is like $15 in my state and so worth it

  10. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >My co-worker hunts Deer, Rabbit, Squirrel, whatever.
    The noble savage living in harmony with nature.

    • 1 month ago
      Anonymous

      One of the towns I worked in the stewards of the land would sell you a deer out of season for a handle of vodka.

  11. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >be kid with a pellet gun
    >hunting rats and rabbits by starlight
    >only thing i can see is eye reflections
    >see rabbit eyes only 10 yards away
    >eyes hop right
    >get it back under the crosshair
    >eyes hop left, lose sight entirely
    >getting excited as i try to line a shot up
    >eyes rise up and look right at me
    >*very quiet pellet gun noise*
    >???
    >realise those were slit eyes
    >domed a fox as it grabbed my rabbit
    the rangemaster who lives inside my head still yells at me when i look at that pellet gun.

    • 1 month ago
      Anonymous

      When I was 12 my uncle would give me $1 for every squirrel, chipmunk, or rat I could shoot in his barn. Those were the days.

  12. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    I shot the legs off a pheasant but didn't down him. Always felt bad about that one. Yeah, that's about it.

  13. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >be like 12
    >pidgeon hunting with my grandpa
    >he sits me under a tree and goes further down the path to sit under a different one
    >pidgeon lands in tree, shot it out with birdshot
    >get another one
    >more birbs come in
    >this time wait until there's two sitting very close together
    >aim in middle, both drop
    >grandpa comes back
    >you got 3 anon?
    >no 4
    >how'd you manage that one?
    Thanks for taking me hunting grandpa. Very rare for eurostani children to experience and giving me a gun and teaching me to shot was highly illegal for him

  14. 1 month ago
    Anonymous

    >practicing with a slingshot and ball bearings in my backyard.
    >aiming for a small target, maybe 15m out.
    >shots either hit dead on or go 60* out.
    >many shots that miss go into my fence.
    >realize I have to mow my lawn at some point and it is now full of tiny ball bearings.
    At some point I will get good enough to hit rabbits at 20+ m away. I am also interested in trying slingbows but not in my backyard.

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