|08-10-2009 03:20 AM|
I had a deer do that to me coming up out of Oregon once, ran strait toward the truck and I thought for sure I was going to hit it but at the last second it turned and run right beside me for a couple hundred yards. Those damn things can run fast.
I also had an eagle swoop up out of field once and turn right in front of my windshield. I mean literally inches from the glass and fly there for a few seconds. It was amazing.
|08-10-2009 02:59 AM|
I was working a Job in Missouri that was set back pretty far in the maintains next to the river. When they bought the land for the plant they had to give most of it away to make a nature preserve and let me tell you now..IT HAD TONS of wild life. The whole area had tons of deer and every morning on the way to work you had to dodge them.
One morning I headed out and got about halfway there when they started jumping across the road in front of me. I could either slam on my breaks and crash or possibly hit a deer. I decided to just take my chance and see who I hit. As I got up to them the last one decided to take her chance and jump across. She chickened out right before she hit my door and started running along side me. I'm driving along side this deer hauling ass beside me and could see the snot in its nose. I thought to my self "Man I wonder what it would do if I slammed on my horn". I laid on that horn and I'll be damned if that deer didn't fall over and start convulsing in the middle of the road. I turned a corner right after and couldn't see it any longer so I didn't think much of it.
I pulled into the parking lot and the guy who was behind me pulled up beside me as I was getting out and asked how bad was the damage? I told him I didn't hit a deer but I scared one. He told me he was not too far behind me and when he went past it she was dead in the middle of the road. I scared a deer to death....
That same job someone hit a buck on the way to work and he thought it would be funny to place it in managements blue rooms. He set it up to make it look like it was taking a dump reading a news paper. Scared the hell out of the guy who found it. They had to tape up the blue room and seal it up and ship it out.
|08-10-2009 02:00 AM|
Wow, was searching for one of our Volkswagen threads and this popped up.
Here's a fish story.
I was out fishing San Diego bay with my folks and caught a nice size shark, cut the line and stuck it in the bag with the rest of our fish till we got home about 9 hours later. Gutted, cleaned, skinned and beheaded it, then was dumb enough to stick my hand in it's mouth to retrieve my hook. Did you know that a shark can still instinctively clamp it's jaws shut long after it's dead? I didn't, I shredded a couple fingers trying to yank my hand out.
Shark steaks were especially satisfying that night.
|07-11-2007 04:45 PM|
|rebelBullDawg325||we were out coon huntin one night and stumbled upon a wild hog. and yes. the only rifle we carry coon huntin is a single shot .22 the biggest guy with us takes off runnin the other way. and leaves us to deal with this hog. once we got close enough we realized it was a 3 legged hog. we assumed one had been takin by a gator or somethin. the dogs are goin crazy jumpin in and nippin at the hog. so as 2 of us go in to grab the dogs so they dont accidently get shot. the hog starts to charge. luckily the guy with the gun was a good shot and put the first one right between his eyes. hog stumbled we ran with the dogs my buddy reloads and hits hog again. it stops then one more time it dies. it was horribly frightning|
|07-11-2007 04:25 PM|
|amy||Wow, Hon. All I ever get to see are tracks, poo and, that one time, a cougar furball.|
|07-11-2007 07:50 AM|
Been a hectic couple of months, forgot about this till last night.
I was coming back from Missoula on I90 when I saw a shadow in the road, at first I thought it was deer but it was too low, then I figured it was dog but it still didn't look right. Turned out to be a mountain lion, it just eased over to the side and stared at me as I flew by.
That was the third live one I've seen in almost 20 years on the road, really impressive but it sure makes you think twice before pulling off the side of the road to take a leak.
|05-01-2007 08:06 AM|
|Odhinn||One surprise I had was when I was camping in Northern Minnesota in the Boundary waters when I was about 17. Don't know how funny it will be if I tell it but when looking back I thought it was hilarious. Long story short. We forgot to hang up our food in a tree for the night. A couple of my friends heard some loud noises that freaked them out a bit. Thinking it was a bear they scrambled for the nearest tree to climb screaming as they went. Because It was pitch black that night neither of them could really see what was making the noises. One of my friends ran square into a low hanging limb and knock himself cold. I grabbed a flashlight on my way out of my tent after being woke up by the screaming (I was a little freaked out myself being woke up from a dead sleep like that) and saw what made the noise. I saw a Raccoon high tailing it away from our food bag.|
|04-27-2007 01:59 PM|
|Adventurous||Actually, most of my friends know that they're in for an adventure if they join me. One adventure and they think twice before saying yes again. I'm like the energizer bunny when the adrenaline kicks in.|
|04-27-2007 01:54 PM|
|Adventurous||Maybe that's why I'm always the only one in my row of cubes...you may be on to something.|
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|04-27-2007 01:15 PM|
|Adventurous||Not really a funny story but it scared the crap out of me. I got laid off from my job in 2004 and decided to take the summer off. I've been working on hiking all of the 4,000 foot mountains in the northeast and decided to take a solo backpacking trip in the Adirondacks to bag a few of the remote peaks. I hiked out to a site at Lake Colden and set up my tent. I chose this spot because I knew there was a good chance that other hikers would be around (there ended up being 2 other groups). It was raining lightly all day so I hung out in the tent after I hiked Marshall. Before it got dark, I made sure that I went pee (I don't like to pee in the dark especially when I'm alone). As darkness set in, I was feeling that urge to pee again and debated leaving the tent. As I was thinking about taking another pee break, I started hearing a stomping, snuffling, and snorting noise. It got progressively louder until the sound was right outside the door of my little solo backpacking tent. Turns out it was a pack of three bears...I know this because they wandered over to where the bear bags were hung and stole someone's food. There was a group of guys staying in a lean-to watching the whole thing. I spent the rest of the night trying to figure out what I could use to pee in if I couldn't hold it anymore. I didn't sleep at all. I woke up the next morning to find all kinds of prints inches from my tent. I decided to pack up and head home. It was the first and last time that I backpacked alone.|
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|04-27-2007 11:59 AM|
OK - that last comment there got me laughing out loud at my desk!
|04-27-2007 11:42 AM|
|daddyjeep||You have to be pretty drunk to confuse a bear for a man. Hey, look at that guy with really short legs in the fur coat, lets give him a ride buuuuurp|
|04-27-2007 11:02 AM|
|Adventurous||Your stories crack me up...I can't stop laughing!!!|
|04-27-2007 07:21 AM|
Now this is more like it
I knew you guys could come up with some good forest critter stories.
BTW, they don't have to be funny or include JEEPS, any encounter with wildlife is interesting.
When I was 16 I had this old topless Baja bug I built from spare parts out of my dads "the pile" this thing was a serious death trap but was loads of fun out on the farm roads.
My buddy Billy and I were headed home from a party late one night going the back way because, now don't tell anybody but we were slightly inebriated anyway, we were going down this old gravel road and see a man standing on the side of the road, this is out in the middle of nowhere but it's also the middle of farm country, you stop and help people without a second thought out there, so I ease to a stop and suddenly Billy is practically laying in my lap screaming GO GO GO at the top of his lungs, I look over trying to figure out what's got his undies all up in a bunch and realize the "guy" standing on the side of the road is actually a black bear standing on it's hind legs...
I don't think that Volkswagen ever went faster, I was grabbing gears and standing on the throttle trying to squeeze every ounce of speed I could out of her and she was doing good until we went sliding around the next corner and Thump thump thump thump, we hit a porcupine and blew out the right front tire
We decided that getting home to change our shorts was more important than changing the tire so by the time we got there we were running on the rim. and quite sober
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|04-27-2007 06:32 AM|
This isn't a jeep story but a bronco 2 story
When I was a kid, I went hunting with my dad and uncle. They bagged this huge buck and made me sit in the back with it. I was only around 5 or 6 and that thing scared the crap outta me. His big black eyes staring at me was quite a freaky experience. I thought for sure he was going to start moving around.
|04-27-2007 12:18 AM|
|mmasuperman12||as i clicked this thread i heard a rustling outside and a damned raccoon was trying to get into the trash, im gonna get the lil bastid, although they are kinda cute|
|04-26-2007 11:51 PM|
|kljip||I was expecting something amuzing at the end...|
|04-26-2007 11:02 PM|
Way back in the olden days...
we used to go to Colorado every year, and when I was about 14 I got a new back pack and tent, etc. We went to this spot way out in the boonies (take the two lane 20 miles to the gravel road go about 10 miles to the dirt road, etc) parked the camper and hiked about 2 miles up the mountain to a large beaver pond. All the way, my Dad was showing me tracks of animals, and bear claw scratches way up in the trees...I pitched my tent and made a nice campsite by the pond, then went back to the camper for dinner. Well, we ate and told stories until bedtime, I got my stuff together and strapped on my knife and Dad's big bowie, and set out. All the way up the trail the bush shadows were jumping up at me. I finally got to camp, made sure all the food was hanging away from the tent, and went to sleep. All of the sudden I woke up to hear heavy footsteps around my tent, and all the stories I had heard were going through my mind. I lay there listening, not making a move or a sound, just waiting to be killed horribly, till I went to sleep.
The next morning, my family came up the mountain and hollared at me to get up. I opened the tent flap and there was a HUGE pile of beaver crap right outside my tent door! I could barely move from being so still all night. My Dad could barely move from laughing at me after telling the story.
|04-26-2007 10:51 PM|
No jeep in this story, but it's still good.
My brother-in-law goes deer hunting in West Virginia. Gets back to camp and can't find his wallet. He thinks, "Aw, it's probably in the truck." Looks for the wallet for two days with no luck. Goes to Pennsylvania and hunts for a couple of days, then decides to go back to WV to finish out his hunt.
He shoots a nice buck in the area he was hunting the first day. Goes over to get his deer and beside it lays his wallet.
|04-26-2007 10:47 PM|
Not as funny but here's another:
A few years back camping in the Tioga Pass on Lee Vining Creek. Fishing and drinking all day decided to take an evening nap. A few hours later, after nightfall the rest of the camp goes to bed and I'm wide awake so I am in the tent reading a book. Time goes by and from outside the tent, I hear my ice chest open (distinct creaking noise). I figure it's one of the kids from the neighboring campsites. I give a holler and listen - nothing in return. I exit the tent, close the ice chest and sit at the picnic table and proceed to do some more reading with a lantern. After some time, one of the bushes starts to move. There is a big ass bear sitting there, shes now moving in on the ice chest again and has been sitting there five feet away from me for probably close to an hour now. I wake up the camp, have my uncle and father in their van turn on the lights and honk the horn. Bear scampers off...
|04-26-2007 10:39 PM|
|bluvikng||Ya got me to chuckle..........darn..........|
|04-26-2007 10:37 PM|
And I thought I was the height of normallity.....
Bet he screamed "At least it was a Jeep" as the tires connected with his armor plating, in a high pitched oh shite kinda way.
|04-26-2007 10:30 PM|
|Chickdey||Man this is great stuff....ya'll are funny|
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|04-26-2007 10:15 PM|
|04moneypit||Tiny, I laughed my arse off. Good one.|
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