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Odd Hunting story
« on: September 24, 2012, 09:12:00 AM »
It was 26 years ago today, I saw one the most odd hunting sinerios ever, I was working that week hauling feed with a old Ford single axel farm truck, I just crested the hill above a partly wooded 4 way stop, part way there 3 phesant flushed from a nearby grain field and coasted into the trees at the stop, I had to turn east at the base the hill, on turning the blind corner I found a green chevy station wagon blocking most the gravel road the drivers door open and me pawing steering wheel hoping I wouldent lose the truck in the ditch as I didnt have time or the brakes to stop that short, as 5 tons of Oats flashed by the drivers side door by mere inches, I was able to get the truck straight and looked in the right sideview mirror, what I saw made me do a double take, a gal was climbing up the ditch thru the 2 wire fence of the shelterbelt them phesants had went into. the woman looked kinda old (60ish) hair done up in one them beehives with scarf and wearing a bright light blue polester pantsuit toting a pump shotgun.

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Re: Odd Hunting story
« Reply #1 on: September 24, 2012, 09:32:20 AM »
dinner is dinner  ;D
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Re: Odd Hunting story
« Reply #2 on: September 28, 2012, 04:30:20 PM »
Yup, she was hungry:-). I decided to go back about 26 years to my own odd hunting story. I was barely a teenager and me and my buddy were walkin, mossburg bolt .22's in hand loaded with our shell of choice, the cci stinger. We were on the backside of the farm when we saw the oddest thing, a smooth brown buried ball about 2 feet across coming from outta the dirt.. We gingerly touched it with our rifle muzzles, ready to shoot if a giant sand worm or something suddenly erupted from the earth. Nothing happened. But it was springy. Before long we were bouncing up and down on it like a supercharged trampoline. What in the world could it be? Maybe shooting it will explain the mystery? I shot it and the sound of high pressure air loudly hissing out bout scared the crap out of both of us. Then the most horrible smell you can imagine in the world engulfed us. We ran. Later I realized a farmer had buried a cow shallow,and after a few months in the sun she was stretched tight. It took a day or two to get that smell outta my nose. I'll not shoot another old dead cow.:-).  J
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