Had it happen this year. I live in an earn-a-buck area. First doe walks in...getting ready to draw...cell phone goes off. My buddy is wondering if I shot anything yet. Other than that, I hunt with my old man, and I would hate to see him have an accident.
Other then a personal injury... Having the boss call cause he wants to try combining really late in the day. You head back to the truck... get to the farm...go out and get a hopper full of wet grain/beans. He decides it is too wet or tough to combine. You're seeing deer running all over the place on the drive back to the farm with the combine. There is about a 45 minutes of daylight left by the time you get the combine back to the farm. He then asks which it never fails... if you are going to go hunting for the rest of the day. I really, really hate that !!!! Tim
Other than falling out of my stand, I'd say it's a tie between... 1) walking to my stand in the dark, only to find that my stand has been stolen 2) getting a crack at a really big buck, letting an arrow fly, and seeing a really crappy hit
Being skunked again this year which will be back to back years in a long time. (With Scott on his reply also)
Eating at Long John Silvers the night before hunting. Sitting in the stand the next morning and getting awful stomach rumbles, scampering down the tree in a rush.....finally relieving yourself 100 yards from the tree, to realize: a) you have no TP b) you have a few Wet Wipes, but they are frozen solid I chose plan B. Felt like I was wiping with an ice cube. Death might have been a better option.
I believe we have a winner here if I don't beat it... When I was young my grandfather and I were hunting in a ground blind together and I had not yet killed my first deer yet. We live in a one trophy buck county so the only thing we can kill is trophy bucks and spikes at the time, so shooting opportunities were scarce, anyways, this spike walks out and I get fever as I get ready to shoot, right as I start to squeeze the trigger my grandpa runs out of the stand, rips off his overalls, and does his business over a log, meanwhile my would have been first deer runs off. On top of that my grandpa feeling bad decides it would be better to not have to bolt out of the Stand like that so he makes this "toilet" out of an aluminum folding chair with a hole cut in the seat and a 5 gallon bucket underneath it. Needless to say I told him I would rather him just do his business outside the stand than within a foot of me in a bucket
To have a beaver chew through my tree while I'm asleep in my stand with a 170" giant at 20yards, broadside, head down and looking the other direction with decent cover noise. The tree falls which breaks off the bucks antlers, but, does not harm him. Still attached to the tree & stand, I land in a deep stream. At this time, a random alligator that has made its way up from the South, begins to make his way towards me. Unable to dislodge myself and only having enough air to breath, I watch as he closes the distance. I grab my knife, but, it catches on something and cuts deep into my leg. The blood in the water then attracts a bull shark that has taken to this stream and traveled further inland than a shark has ever been recorded. The gator and the shark begin to fight over me. Meanwhile, a little rat swims up and starts chewing on my nose. I freak out and urinate in the stream which allows a parasite to swim up my urethra. I can hear voices in the vicinity..They see what happened, but, because I have erected a fence to keep the deer from going to their land, they cannot get to me to aid in my rescue. Just then, a vulture known as "premature" flies in and tries to eat me before I'm actually dead. The gator has ran the shark off for good. He closes the distance and see's the vulture grab the rat. he opens his mouth and eats them both, phew, I think.... Well, that was just an appetizer, he's looking for the main course. He is just about close enough to strike when a trespasser arrives with the ghost of Steve Irwin and the Incredible Hulk. Steve handles the gator while the Incredible Hulk lifts the tree off of me. The trespasser grabs me and drags me out, saving my life. Now, I have to thank this trespasser for being where he shouldn't have been, and, ultimately, saving my butt...
