Elmer Fudd stories from the 2025 season?

[lukebrowning]

Now that the season is over for most of us, what’s your Elmer Fudd stories of the 2025 season?

I have a few…

1) Packing out buck to trailhead… Elmer Fudd on SxS. “Nice buck, where did you get it?”… in the mountains… “yeah, but where?” … above 8,000 feet… pulls out phone asking me to show him exact area… “we drove all the way from Wisconsin, it’s not like we’re gonna blow up your secret spot…”

2) 1 hour before sunset Elmer Fudd sees area that elk cleared snow to feed the previous night. Doesn’t bother getting off ATV and drives off trail right up to the area to check it out. Then proceeds to drive over to the nearest group of trees upwind in a ‘sneaky crouch’ low on the handlebars to stake out the area for the evening.

3) Spring bear… After a few days of nasty wind, rain and snow the girlfriend and I get back to the trailhead exhausted. Packing up truck and I can see overweight Elmer Fudd get out of his camper and approach us in the usual ‘dumb shuffle/crouch/smile I’m gonna ask you for spots.’ “Did you see anything?” No, not really. “If you were us where would you hunt?” … south facing slopes with grass… “Any areas in particular?” … I repeat what I just said… “I’m not good at reading a map, but we can hike anywhere, like over 10 miles in a day.” That’s great, you should have no problem finding bears. We drive lower on the mountain where the weather is better to rearrange gear. Elmer Fudd passes us and speeds up kicking up mud.

… long live Elmer Fudd!

 

[sierracharlie338]

Haha this is hilarious! I don’t get to hunt public land so I’m in for the stories!

 

[HunterGatherer]

As I’m driving in one morning to hunt an area, I see a kid, maybe 20, standing next to his sxs with an elk quarter on his pack in the back of it, . He flags me down and asks “ You got horses ? “. I look behind me and say “nope”. He tells me how him and his buddy killed a spike way down in a hole and they’d packed until 2 am and were still packing. I said , “Sorry bud, I don’t own any stock“, and drove on.

Was driving back out later in the day and the same sxs comes flying up the road and the kid and his buddy are looking pretty frantic. Then he asks me if had seen an elk quarter in the road on my way down. I told him I hadn’t and he tore off up the road. Wonder if he ever found it. Slow down on them razrs boys !

 

[Muh387]

2025 was peak Elmer season. Here’s my top three

1. Opening morning, glassing a ridge, two guys on loud Hondas rip past me on the road, stop 300 yds below the elk I’m watching, get off, lay their rifles across the seats and start blasting skyward to see where they hit. Elk gone in 4 seconds flat.
2. Packing out my muley at dark, headlamp on. Dude in a lifted side by side with LED bar brighter than the sun rolls up, blinds me, yells You get him right here?? Show me on my onX! I told him Yep, right under your light bar. He stared at me for five seconds and finally drove off.
3. Last day of rifle, sitting a wallow. Camo’d up, 200 yds off the road. Hear a truck door slam, look up guy in blue jeans and a Carhartt coat walks straight to my wallow with a sandwich in one hand, rifle slung, pees in it, eats the sandwich standing in the middle of it, then walks back to his truck and leaves.

Elmer Fudd is alive, well, and somehow still breeding. Long live the legends.

 

[Poser]

Now that the season is over for most of us, what’s your Elmer Fudd stories of the 2025 season?

I have a few…

1) Packing out buck to trailhead… Elmer Fudd on SxS. “Nice buck, where did you get it?”… in the mountains… “yeah, but where?” … above 8,000 feet… pulls out phone asking me to show him exact area… “we drove all the way from Wisconsin, it’s not like we’re gonna blow up your secret spot…”


… long live Elmer Fudd!

My new favorite response to "where?" is, "You know, in the Rocky Mountains"