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Can we start a keystone cops thread?

This isn't a hunting story but I was fishing with my dad one time on the lake. He decided to change lures and put on this brand new spinnerbait that he had spent weeks trying to find in a certain color. He pulled off several feet of line to make sure he didn't have any nicks that would cause him to lose his new spinnerbait and then tossed the line he cut off in the bottom of the boat. After he showed off his new spinnerbait to me he picked up the tag end of the line, tied on his new lure, and tossed it over the side of the boat. He stood up, picked up his pole and realized there was nothing tied to his line.

After a moment of confusion he realized his new lure was sitting on the bottom of the lake tied to the 3' peice of line he cut off. He never did find that spinnerbait in that color again. :tearsofjoy:
 
When I was around 12, my uncle and I were hunting some bluegill on a frozen pond. He had this 5' long steel leverage, or "Spud" bar, that he had swiped from work several years earlier. He would use it to chip away at the ice and open up a hole.
So there we sat, cold, no action. He decides he's going to walk around and see if anyone else was having any luck. While he was gone, being a bored 12 year old, I decide to see just how hard it is to make a hole. Chip, chip, chip... This is actually pretty easy. "Wonder if I can break the rest of the way through in one blow?"
Turns out I could, and that's when gravity, those big nylon gloves, and my pre pubescent strength hands all came together for the perfect storm.

"Hey Uncle, remember that Spud bar you USED to have...?"
Good news was it caused him to have to buy an actual ice auger the next week!
 
Last year opening morning of bow season I go a mile back in this swamp I had a tree stand hung with regular pics of a 9 point with the right main beam being a crab claw. Get in my stand, pull my bow up, go to nock a arrow and realize that they all fell outta my quiver on my backpack. Climb down and do a quick search in the thick brush and 4 inches of water my trail came thru, didn't find a arrow. Climb back up and spent opening morning watching does, couple small bucks and my shooter come thru. Ended up back tracking that morning all the way to my truck and never found a arrow. That buck was later shot by another Hunter during second week of gun, scored 137 and a 1/4, met him in the parking lot and he was telling me about it and showed me a pic.
 
I got all my stuff together last night and this morning got ready and double checked that I packed my release. I knew I did but wanted to make sure. Couldn’t find it anywhere. I had to be somewhere by 9:30 so after the hour of looking and tearing everything apart I don’t have time to go hunt. After looking 5 times I finally found it in my pouch attached to my saddle. The pouch is kind of hidden and I didn’t notice it. Sometimes I feel like I’m always walking uphill both ways. Lol
 
Forgot knee pads yesterday I had to sit sideways.


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Second hunt of the year climbing up the tree in the dark and hear a very loud metal tink.. Turn my head lamp on to see my 3rd lone wolf stick managed to fall off my saddle and land right on the limb/riser of my bow.. Was about 13 foot up when it dropped. knocked a small chip off the limb and scratched the paint on the riser!
 
Friday morning, cold front rolling thru and rain in the forecast. I pack up my pack with my raingear and get an early start from camp as I'm planning on hunting a spot about a mile out. I get started walking and cover a few hundred yards and remember I left my tree umbrella in the bed of the truck. I put my pack and bow down in the trail and walk back to get it.

I get back where the pack should be and its still so dark I can't find it right away. No problem, break my own rule and turn on the headlamp to locate it, heck I'm still a really long way from where I'm planning to hunt. Find my gear but only problem is now my night vision is ruined. Stand there for a few minutes to get it back and then continue on my way.

Fight my way through some thick briar patches in the dark and finally arrive at the base of the tree. I hook up my stick, attach my tether and lineman's and I'm ready to climb. Oh wait, gotta hook up my bow pull up string. Pick up the bow, NO QUIVER. I know I had it when I found my gear in the dark so it must somewhere between here and there. Drop my gear again and start backtracking, now I gotta use the headlamp because finding arrows in the dark in the briar patch just ain't gonna happen. I get back to where I stopped the first time without finding it. Turn around, back through it all again. I finally stumble across them about 200yds from the tree.

Despite my early start I'm finally set up and ready to hunt at 8:00 am and then the rain starts . . . ah, but I'm hunting, not working! :)
 
boyne bowhunter said:
Friday morning, cold front rolling thru and rain in the forecast. I pack up my pack with my raingear and get an early start from camp as I'm planning on hunting a spot about a mile out. I get started walking and cover a few hundred yards and remember I left my tree umbrella in the bed of the truck. I put my pack and bow down in the trail and walk back to get it.

I get back where the pack should be and its still so dark I can't find it right away. No problem, break my own rule and turn on the headlamp to locate it, heck I'm still a really long way from where I'm planning to hunt. Find my gear but only problem is now my night vision is ruined. Stand there for a few minutes to get it back and then continue on my way.

Fight my way through some thick briar patches in the dark and finally arrive at the base of the tree. I hook up my stick, attach my tether and lineman's and I'm ready to climb. Oh wait, gotta hook up my bow pull up string. Pick up the bow, NO QUIVER. I know I had it when I found my gear in the dark so it must somewhere between here and there. Drop my gear again and start backtracking, now I gotta use the headlamp because finding arrows in the dark in the briar patch just ain't gonna happen. I get back to where I stopped the first time without finding it. Turn around, back through it all again. I finally stumble across them about 200yds from the tree.

Despite my early start I'm finally set up and ready to hunt at 8:00 am and then the rain starts . . . ah, but I'm hunting, not working! :)
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I now use reflective wraps on my arrows. It reflects the light quite a ways away. It’s more for when I shoot a deer but might have helped in this instance.
 
Two weeks ago.
On Saturday, my quiver popped off my bow when it got caught in brush as I was pulling it up. Rappelled down then ascended back up RADS. With one stick it would have been brutal. I descended and ascended one more time, I can't remember why. I am convinced I chose the right climbing method.
On Tuesday, I went into the thick stuff at 8:30AM. I shot a doe at 10:30 AM. Left my rope tethered up the tree while tracking. Found deer and gutted. Did not have a drag rope. Put crossbow on ground. Dragged deer ahead 30 yards down deer trail by hand. Went back to get crossbow and moved it ahead of deer 30 yards. Repeat 5X then came to horse trail and proceeded to drag deer by hand down horse trail. Have to go get my rope and stuff to the right. Hey, where is my crossbow? Go back to deer trail to get crossbow. Drag deer with right hand holding bow in left hand. Nerve shock runs through right arm. Take right into thorny brush to get rope and pushpole. Did remember to tie my red gear hanger to the tree nearest to where the deer was when shot (bright red for visibility). Retrieved rope and pushpole and went back out to horse trail, tied deer to rope and dragged her out. Another uneventful hunt. :grinning:
 
A few hours into my first hunt (ever), nature was calling. There was only one place to aim, and it was above my stick and where I will have to lower my bow down. So I lean out as far as I can to my right and start the process. Mid stream, my platform kicks out, leaving me hanging by my tether with my pecker still out.
 
My foot strap blew out on hand climber today. I had no way up. Lucky I always carry htp and safeguard. I rappelled down and took the mile walk of shame back to truck.


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