Any funny stories hunting near suburbs?

[ShortMagFan]

Friend lived on 5 acres. Had a feeder and a real nice 10 coming to it. So he hid in his kids swing set and shot the deer with his crossbow. Did not recover the deer. The next spring a neighbor found it pile up next to their house in the bushes. I was embarrassed for him but I guess that’s what you get for shooting one out of your kids swing set in the yard

 

[dtrkyman]

Nothing great but did have a large lady walk out into a picked bean field drop her drawers and take a leak

She of course was toting a Busch light!


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[tony]

Drinking the premium stuff!

 

[Jack321]

While I'd much rather be in the middle of a huge remote wilderness, over the course of the last 50 years I've experienced some of my most exciting hunting in suburban back yards with countless buck/doe chases and amazing wildlife encounters happening right under people's noses as they go about their suburban lives.

As far as funny stories, I don't really have anything funny but . . there are seldom few days I hunt my best spot that I don't see people in their backyards. Always . . every time. Except the day my Summit Climber came disconnected, and the worn out safety line broke sending the base tumbling to the ground. There I hung from my safety harness. I watched the yards that ALWAYS had people in them calling for help. Not. A. Soul. Go figure. Ultimately, I had to call 9-1-1 and a helpful police officer who also hunted with a Summit was able to get my stand back up to me so I could self extract. I was not even vaguely in danger and felt stupid calling 9-1-1 but couldn't really just hang there all day hoping someone showed up.

Actually the same day . . I had 2 deer get spooked by a pair of giant-sized coyotes. Eastern coyotes get almost as big as German Shepherds. I often watch the neighbors let their small dogs and cats out. At a later time, I tried to warn the neighbors about the coyotes that were literally about 75 yards from their back door. They laughed: "There aren't any coyotes here." I was going to show them the trail cam pics but . . . whatever. I tried.

This exact same thing happened to me with my Summit. Luckily my dad was only 2-300 yds away from me. I was probably 18-20 ft up in the tree and it fell abojt half way down before gripping the tree. Called my dad, and luckily he found a giant 15ft stick and was able to somehow weasle it back up to me to get my feet on.

Scary sitting there in juat a seat in a tree with no footing.

From that time on. I tied a 4.5ft rope to the top half and attached it to the bottom, so if it happens again, i can pull it up on my own.

We duck/goose hunt VERY close to subdivisons. Multiple times weve accidentally sailed birds on neighbors yards.

One time a guy sailed a bird into a house and hit the siding of the house and ripped some siding off. Guy had to pay for new siding.

One time we were hunting a field and a wad of ducks came in, we all opened up, dropped a few and the rest flew off (seemingly fine). About 10 min later some guy showed up at the entrance honking his horn, flashing his lights. Thinking, "Whats this yahoo want?"

My dad walks the 200 yds to the entrance. Turns out, the guy said he was out getting his morning paper and noticed the dead duck on his neighbors driveway, ON his neighbors newspaper. So this kind gentleman brought us the duck and said he switched his paper with his neighbors. And this guy took the bloody paper so as not to get his neighbor upset! He was a deer hunter and understood. Gorgeous green head.

 

[Loper]

In CA we have an early dark goose season essentially to kill nuisance honkers. It’s a great tune up for your dogs and just a ton of fun albeit typically scorching hot.
I had scouted a spot, on public unincorporated land, that had flocks of them flying over from their roost ponds to a nearby golf course. It’s was about 600 yards away so the risk of sailing a cripple was about 0. This particular course has homes on one edge of it part of a retirement community that’s full of Bay Area retirees. Just the worst

Opening morning commences and we absolutely murder them, 10 limits in like 45 minutes.
Second morning, and some nerd thought she could scare the honkers away from us/ the golf course and was out there banging pots and pans, blaring music, yelling through a bullhorn etc. these birds were so patterned to that course and its water they went anyway. She got in her golf cart and was driving around the fairways they wanted to go to and ended up scaring birds back to us that we had missed or hadn’t initially committed. Watching them flare from her shenanigans and come back to get whacked is a fond core memories. Her screaming the entire way when she realized what she had done

I had a feeling day 3 was going to be a problem so I called the County sheriffs office and let them know and also Fish and game. Sure enough, 3rd morning she showed up with one of her girlfriends where we were hunting and they confronted us.

While she’s there berating me I hear “good morning ma’am, game warden” she smiled this big sheet eating grin and thought we were going to get in trouble and went absolutely ballistic when he told her she couldn’t hassle us as we were doing nothing illegal. She wouldn’t let him talk and was generally rude so he warned her a few times and finally wrote her a citation for harassment. Her pal wanted nothing of that and wandered off

The hits just kept on rolling-they had parked on private property to come confront us, to save a few hundred yards of walk that she could have desperately used, the landowner found it blocking one of his gates and her car was towed. Deputy sheriff came to cite her for trespassing across his land and the car and she threw out all the classics “do you know who my husband is” “I pay your salary” “bunch of good ole boys protecting the men’s club” et el. She got so angry she pushed the deputy twice so he cuffed her and walked her out
After the circus and clown left we were still able to shoot limits.


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[roosiebull]

Read some pretty funny stories of clueless people when it comes to hunting on another forum. Let’s hear some more

The good ones can’t really be told with the accuracy they deserve to depict the situation

I was at a buddies house years ago, his property butts up to NF, last couple days of deer season just before sunset and I talked him into shooting a little buck in his backyard that turned into a neighborhood rodeo, funny to talk about now (really funny) but it wasn’t very funny at the time

Not really a suburban environment, but it felt like it was that evening.