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Nothing makes you feel dumber...

bj139 said:
I left my boots on the front porch and drove to hunting last year. Went to a drier area and hunted any way.
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I have one better. A few years ago I was in a hurry to get into the truck after my last evening rifle sit because it was pouring rain. I slipped out of my boots, camo bibs and slipped on some shoes. I cased my rifle and closed up up the back of the truck and headed the 1.5 hours home (have I mentioned I hunt remote a lot?). Got home, took the stuff out of the truck to dry it and realized my mistake. I had left the boots and camo bibs laying in heap on the ground and didn't see them in the dark as I was leaving. The next weekend I made the trip for late bow season but it had snowed a foot and a half in that week. I spent a fruitless half hour searching hoping they were still there there buried under the snow . . . no luck. Gifted someone my new boots and a set of camo bibs. Best part, the story doesn't end there . . .

Fast forward 5 months. Turkey season rolls around. I can't find my boots or bibs and spend an evening fretting about where they went and accusing the wife of putting them somewhere out of the ordinary. I mean why else wouldn't I be able to find them? . . .then finally it occurs to me . . . Damn! It sucks getting old. :tearsofjoy:
 
boyne bowhunter said:
I have one better. A few years ago I was in a hurry to get into the truck after my last evening rifle sit because it was pouring rain. I slipped out of my boots, camo bibs and slipped on some shoes. I cased my rifle and closed up up the back of the truck and headed the 1.5 hours home (have I mentioned I hunt remote a lot?). Got home, took the stuff out of the truck to dry it and realized my mistake. I had left the boots and camo bibs laying in heap on the ground and didn't see them in the dark as I was leaving. The next weekend I made the trip for late bow season but it had snowed a foot and a half in that week. I spent a fruitless half hour searching hoping they were still there there buried under the snow . . . no luck. Gifted someone my new boots and a set of camo bibs. Best part, the story doesn't end there . . .

Fast forward 5 months. Turkey season rolls around. I can't find my boots or bibs and spend an evening fretting about where they went and accusing the wife of putting them somewhere out of the ordinary. I mean why else wouldn't I be able to find them? . . .then finally it occurs to me . . . Damn! It sucks getting old. :tearsofjoy:
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Yes. Blame the wife. I have stopped myself from ranting at her the last few times since I realized it's usually me. It doesn't feel good apologizing for your own mistake.
 
Hold buckle against tree in the "open position" the way it would be once I tighten....run the strap under the buckle flat against the tree until it past the last post, then up around the last post into the slot and back the way u came.....just invision the strap flat against the tree and u capture the last post in a loop
 
Dumbest I’ve felt in a while was last year. Shot a doe and hit her just a touch back in one lung/liver territory. Waited a few hours and then started tracking. I tracked her about 200 yards and blood was starting to get thin. About that time my wife made it where I was to help track. I hear her yell, “here’s more blood right here!” About 25 yards away. We followed blood that looked pretty good in the dark thick woods in October for about 200 yards and then it ran out. Looked up and I was standing about 15 yards from my stand....
 
Hunter260 said:
Dumbest I’ve felt in a while was last year. Shot a doe and hit her just a touch back in one lung/liver territory. Waited a few hours and then started tracking. I tracked her about 200 yards and blood was starting to get thin. About that time my wife made it where I was to help track. I hear her yell, “here’s more blood right here!” About 25 yards away. We followed blood that looked pretty good in the dark thick woods in October for about 200 yards and then it ran out. Looked up and I was standing about 15 yards from my stand....
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That'd be even funnier if I hadn't done that before myself once while tracking in the dark.
 
I left my crossbow by the side of the trail while dragging my deer out last year. When I went to load everything in the truck I realized it was gone and took me a few minutes to figure out what happened. I walked back to get it but at least I didn't have to drag a deer again. :D
 
I didn't know this would turn into a "stupidest thing you ever did in the woods" thread. But, not being able to thread an OCB strap was NOT mine. Here's mine:

I went hunting one morning. My wife didn't really want me to go because my mother-in-law was in town and we had plans with her and the kids to go out at lunch time. I told her I'd be home by 11 and it wouldn't be a problem. I took my climber out and got into a tree just as first light was coming up. It was a new spot and I realized that I needed to be higher in the tree or else I was going to get busted for sure. I have one of those climbers with pins you set in manually. My climber was already level with the ground and I knew that if I climbed any higher it would start dipping down to an unsafe slant. The right thing to do (of course) was to climb down, re-set my climber and climb back up. But, since this is the dumbest thing I ever did while hunting, you know I didn't do that....

I'm tied on with a harness and tree rope. I have my cell phone with me and a pocket knife. So, I figure I'll try to adjust the stand while 15 feet up. I have the two sections tied together. I figure: What can go wrong? So, first I adjust the top part. That's easy. I'm standing on the lower part, I just unhook one of the pins from the top and adjust the cant a bit and put the pin back in. No problem.

Then, I sit down on the seat (I'm facing the tree). I pull it up the bottom part as high as I can under the seat and shorten the tie rope connecting the two so the bottom can't fall at all. I unhook one pin. Of course, the bottom loosens and is now resting against the tree with the cable partially wrapped around the tree. The pin is my hand.

Like most fools half way into a crappy plan at this point I'm thinking: Plan is working!

Now, I realize I can't reach around the tree to hook the cable back in. It's hard to explain but I can't reach down enough (while sitting on the seat with my feet dangling) to get the cable back into the bottom part of the stand. Now, I'm not in any immediate danger. I'm tied on and safely sitting on the top part. But of course, I have no way down. I sit there for about 10 minutes thinking what to do. I could call my wife, but I could just imagine my mother in law's reaction when my wife has to cancel the afternoon because she has to drive into the woods to rescue me from a tree. I can just imagine the TORRENT of crap I would get from my mother-in-law when I got home.

Somehow, that thought gave me some kind of super-human hulk-level strength. I reached down for one last try and was able to tip the bottom using my hanging legs enough so I could reach around a get the cable back in. I guess I was grunting and moaning so much because when I finally got it back in and got turned around, a doe was staring up at me with no fear...just curiosity.

I laughed and climbed down and went home. I later told my wife about it and she said it was a good thing I figured a way out because we would never have heard the end of it from her mom.
 
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