It seemed like a good idea

[Matty]

Nice one Archie!!

[Whitetail Addict]

Back in the mid eighties, I decided to try skunk musk as a cover scent, and bought a one ounce dropper top bottle of it from the guy I got my trapping supplies from. I generally carried the bottle sealed in a ziplock bag, but decided one day to just put it in my top coat pocket. What the heck, It didn't have much odor with the top on, and I kept my coat outside anyway. Somehow the cap loosened up a little, and when I bent over to take a closer look at some tracks, enough leaked out to soak through my coat, and down to the skin on my chest. I couldn't see through the tears, and had to go back home and "try" to get it off before I could hunt. What a mess! Not the smartest thing I've ever done, but I did learn from it.   :D  

Bob

[ChuckC]

I know some of you were around long enough to use that two part skunk scent ( mix drops of part A with drops of part B).  Ever get into trouble using that stuff inappropriately ?
   :rolleyes:  
ChuckC

[jgharris]

Back a year or two ago (back when I fell back in love with traditional archery/bowhunting) and when I shot aluminum arrows I decided to try to shoot a 1916 arrow without a tip, just the insert.  When I shot the arrow whipsawed across the yard like a high speed boomerang finally coming to a stop about 30 yards from me.  Scared the piss out of me at the time.

[Possum Head]

Hey Bisch you shoulda hada harness on!  

[monterey]

When I was about 12 or 13 I was checking my trap line in a local woodlot and also keeping an eye out for small game. There was a skunk caught up in one of my sets.  No thinking was involved!  I drew a field pointed arrow and shot that skunk in the back of the head.  Guess what his last living act was.  

Then, there was the incident of the aluminum boat stored behind the target bale.  I had never, ever missed that bale before!

[stonewall]

drove 65 miles oneway to deer hunt before light , hike in get up stand , drink a cup of coffee and get a big dip. Now I'm ready, get an arrow out to nock, all I have is a quiver full field points

[habujohn]

Way back in the early 70's I went over to my mentors home to check out the new recurve he had just completed.  Knocking on the kitchen door he said to come in, he was just about to shoot his first arrow.  My friend was standing in the hallway and was about to loose an arrow down the hallway and into the garage.  I took a quick peek down to the target so I could see how the arrow flew just as the arrow crashed through the glass window of the garage door.  Guess in his excitement to shoot the new bow he forgot to open the door out to the garage.

[BWD]

Originally posted by jgharris:
Back a year or two ago (back when I fell back in love with traditional archery/bowhunting) and when I shot aluminum arrows I decided to try to shoot a 1916 arrow without a tip, just the insert.  When I shot the arrow whipsawed across the yard like a high speed boomerang finally coming to a stop about 30 yards from me.  Scared the piss out of me at the time.

Touched off a bareshaft I forgot to put a tip on. Shaft went about fifteen yard listing slightly to the left, then took a ninety degree left turn, heading down between my house and the neighbors...had no idea where it ended up. About six months later, I found it in the front yard, in the top of a gardenia bush.
My bow won't group hollow points very well.

[BWD]

Walking down a trail thru a grown up clear cut about dark when I found a couple a water oak acorns in my pocket. Pulled them out and flung 'em. My fairly new tab is still out there somewhere.

[Cyclic-Rivers]

when I was 16, I put a bottle of deer urine in my pocket but didn't screw the cap on right.

I had to leave the woods with an arrow knocked because i was in danger of every loved crazed buck following me home.


My little brother was shooting at a tennis ball swinging on a  string. The arrow hit square and came straight back. Unfortunately he put a hole through his new sweatshirt, Luckily it passed through even though he was wearing it, the arrow never touched him.

[Bladepeek]

I have a sneaking hunch I might not be the only one to have done this, but nobody else has admitted to it so far.

When I was about 65 years younger, I had a nice lemonwood target bow (18 - 20# at my draw?)

We had several acres behind the house where my buddy and I used to shoot at all kind of targets. Eventualy, the question arose "Wonder how high this arrow will shoot?"

Still doesn't sound familiar to anyone?

Answer is "Pretty high". In fact, out of sight. "Gee, I wonder where it is coming down. Should stand still, or run?"

[amicus]

A few years ago, while I was walking back to my truck from an evening hunt. I ran into a rattle snake stretched across the sandy road. I wanted it. The problem was that It was dark and I couldn't shoot my bow and hold my mini mag light at the same time. So I put my flash light between my teeth and pointed it at the rattler. I drew back and let it go. The string hit the flashlight and ripped it out of my mouth so hard that I thought I lost my front teeth.But after a quick check all was good. Except my light was now by the snake and he wasn't in a very good mood.

Gilbert

[Dick in Seattle]

I got my very first bow with paper route money when I was 16.  Typical lemonwood selfbow of that time, probably about 30 pounds or so.  Took it home and was shooting at a target on a cardboard box from the back porch.  My little brother comes up and asks if I can hit the garbage can in the far corner.  Of course I had to try.  Figured the arrow would dent the can and I'd pound it out.  The field point arrow went right through both sides of the can and between fence slats into the neighbor's back yard.  I had to go ask the neighbor to let me get my arrow back, which was nothing to my dad's reaction to two holes in the garbage can he filled with water to run the the gas out of his outboard motor whenever he rented a boat to go fishing.  I had to buy a new garbage can with my paper money.  A lesson in the penetration power of an arrow!

[goingoldskool]

A fwe years ago I decided to put up new stands in mid to late March to avoid poison ivy and such while having a good idea on trails and not too hot. Little did I know that you can still get poison ivy oil from the leafless vines! I now cut the vines on possible tree stand prospects in march and wait until I know that the vine is dead before handling.

Good thread!

God bless,

Rodd

[Nantahala Nut]

I got my first bow when I was 7.  It was a cheap Kmart toy bow with suction cup arrows.  I lost those pretty quick so my dad gave me some old easton aluminum shafts without tips.  One day I shot straight into the air.... and hit the power line to our house...Dad still does not know about that one. I think the statute of limitations has expired.

[Stickbow]

My buddy's hounds had a bear treed in a real limby fir tree. So he offered to take my picture with the bear if I climbed in the tree with it. I went up the backside as she was occupied with the dogs on the front side. I got fairly close when she realized she had company in the tree. I can still hear her claws on the bark as she came around the tree in a hurry just above me. If you study the picture closely you can see that the crap didn't have much hang time until it started hitting me in the head. Lots of it and wet.    

[Homebru]

It seemed like a good idea......to join Tradgang.
homebru

[monterey]

Originally posted by Bladepeek:
I have a sneaking hunch I might not be the only one to have done this, . . .  "Wonder how high this arrow will shoot?"

Still doesn't sound familiar to anyone?

Sounds very familiar to me!  

I launched a Broadhead at a blue grouse on a limb about 20 feet straight up in a cottonwood tree.  Shot was perfect and the grouse came tumbling out of the tree and landed almost at my feet.  Then I thought about the arrow!!  I ran to the tree trunk and glued myself to it.  A few seconds later the arrow came down about 15 feet away!

[monterey]

Originally posted by Dick in Seattle:
I got my very first bow with paper route money when I was 16.  Typical lemonwood selfbow of that time, probably about 30 pounds or so.  Took it home and was shooting at a target on a cardboard box from the back porch.  My little brother comes up and asks if I can hit the garbage can in the far corner.  Of course I had to try.  Figured the arrow would dent the can and I'd pound it out.  The field point arrow went right through both sides of the can and between fence slats into the neighbor's back yard.  I had to go ask the neighbor to let me get my arrow back, which was nothing to my dad's reaction to two holes in the garbage can he filled with water to run the the gas out of his outboard motor whenever he rented a boat to go fishing.  I had to buy a new garbage can with my paper money.  A lesson in the penetration power of an arrow!

Hi, Dick.  Nice to see you here.  What have you been up to?